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Recent Statuses

3 days ago
Current "I know we were never something and we won't ever be a something but you keep looking at me and I keep looking at you and I just- I don't know how to continue being your nothing."
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8 days ago
“What’s God to a woman’s love anyway? What goes Heaven got that I can’t find sitting next to you on a cool autumn morning?”
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11 days ago
“I’ve lived as the poet, the admirer, the lover, the writer, the wisher, the yearner, but for once… can I be the moon, and not the moonstruck?”
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12 days ago
HOLY SHIT MY MIAMI HEAT JUST GOT GIANNIS?!?!
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13 days ago
Fourth Father’s Day without my old man. Doesn’t get easier. Fuck cancer.
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Bio

Hello! I'm Jones! and if you stumbled upon my page, I must have struck your interest!



I like to think that I'm a storyteller. I joined this site to create characters, and worlds I can put myself in. Every post I make will be to the best of my ability, and I hope anyone who stumbles upon my name can see that :D

Just a few things about me if you couldn't tell already by just glancing at my profile haha:


-I LOVE anything Captain America or Marvel related

-I have been RP'ing for over ten years now so I got some experience

- I do my best to try and have a wide range of RP genres

-I'm mostly do 1X1's and Casual/advanced RP's

-I'm a 20 something year old male high school teacher living in the Pacific North West of the US!

- I love meeting new RP'ers and seeing what we can create together!

- I'm a sucker for romance <3

Like i said previously, I’m a high school teacher, so there are specific times of the year where I get bombarded with things so I might not be on for a couple days, and if that's the case I'm trying to let anyone know so they aren't left wondering.

But like I said I love it when people contact me and ask if I want to RP with them, or have an idea and want my skills, and odds are I love the same thing, so If anyone wants to collab just shoot me a PM!

Subjects I love to RP


-Anything Marvel Related, Especially Cap!

-The Percy Jackson Series

-The Witcher

-Mass Effect

-Avatar the Last Airbender

-Anything Sci-Fi

-Harry Potter

- 1X1 Romances

- fantasy

-Modern day life

-Star Wars

-Fairy Tail

Those are pretty much my go to's, but I'm willing to hear out any idea and think about it!

Here's an example of my writing to give you a sense of my "skill" I guess... I keep trying to get better and better so bear with me!



If you have any questions about my RP's, or future ones just shoot me a PM!

Writers I adore

alexakeehl

Akayaofthemoon

blindwoofer

Nightwing95 ((We need to start a project sometime!))

KZOMB13

Saz01

EasilyAmused ((My oldest and best friend on the site :D ))

wistfulwords

All of these people are amazing writers and friends and if you happen to RP with them consider yourself lucky! XD

and for a final note: THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A HOBBY, NOT A CHORE! I never want to put pressure on you, or myself and make any RP feel like you NEED to post, or have to force yourself to write. This is supposed to be fun, and I'll do anything to make sure it feels that way :)

Most Recent Posts

Peter was at a loss for words. He never saw the strong and mighty Harry Osborne so weak and fragile. All Peter could do was nod and smile when Lexi said something. Before seeing him he wanted to punch him, again and again for putting Lexi through so much. She nearly died because of him... But now he just didn't know what to do.

Harry took the gifts. "Gifts too? awh man..." He said with a smile, taking them gently. He opened them, a smile spreading across his face. He looked at the book, then laughed at the t-shirt, giving a large cough afterwards though. Peter's first words were "Welcome back to New York."

Harry looked at them shaking his head. "I... I don't know what to say... Thank you." Harry said, his smile larger now that he had these gifts from people he thought would hate them.

"So... How're you holding up man?" Peter asked quietly, looking up for a second to meet his eyes, then down at his legs. Harry gave a small inhale of breath. "They thought I wouldn't make it... after what... happened, I was put here. Barely breathing, didn't eat for days, didn't even wake up. When I did though, I was told that whatever that disease I had, was gone..." He gave a smile, tears in his eyes. "I'm going to live. But I have to stay here, i'm still pretty beaten up after v-that stuff took control..." He trailed off, a tear rolling down his face.

Peter got up, and took his hand in a shake, looking at him. "We'll visit more often. We're here for you... But for now, you need rest." Peter said with a nod. It took a lot of him to say that. After all that's happened... But this was the real Harry. Not that creature he turned to. and if he was going to be a hero, he had to try and learn to forgive...

Peter and Lexi stood to get up, and just as Peter was about to leave out the door, he was stopped. "Hey, Pete... Can I have a second?" Peter looked at Lexi, giving a nod of assurance. "I'll be right out..." Peter said, a smile on his lips as he closed the door after her. He turned to Harry, his hands in his pockets. "what's up?" Peter asked.

"How many did I...." Harry's voice was broken, his eyes filled with tears. Peter looked up at him. "it killed a lot of people... The creature. Not you." Harry nodded, biting his lip. "I remember what I did to Lexi... Is she alright?"

Peter didn't reply instantly. his anger started to rise. "You almost killed her." Peter said bluntly, staring at him. "I understand it wasn't you. I understand you were scared, and desperate. But I want to make something very clear. I don't want you anywhere near Lex when i'm not around. If you touch her, or hurt so much as her pinky finger, I will make sure I will do a hell of a lot more to you." Peter walked up to the side of his bed, his eyes glaring at him, his finger shaking at him. Harry gave a grim nod. "I never meant to..." He said softly.

Peter Parker simply stared at him for a few more seconds, then sighed. "See you later Harry." And with that, he walked out the room.
Star-Lord had his twin pistols out, opening doors, arms raised, and when he was sure the room was empty, he made his way out of it. "Gamora, you find the security systems?" Peter asked. "Yeah, i'm logging in to it now....What are you doing?" she asked. During the time Peter was pretending he was in one of the action movies he saw when he was a kid. The James Bond movies were speaking to him! But as soon as Gamora saw it he stopped, and continued to walk normally, his pistols aimed. "Nothing... Just, try to find the guy." Peter said clearly upset.

"Everything is fine he--Hey, hey! Groot put that down! We're fine here, but the sooner you find the creep the better!"

"Hold on, Quill... One of the cameras went out... Another one!" Gamora's voice said. "Drax, Quill, be careful." She warned.

Quill was now tense, no longer feeling like 007... He came to another door, the room completely dark. Great... He slowly made his way in, aiming his gun in all directions, then something got him!! Someone leapt on his back, and he bent over, throwing the figure off him. It was so dark he didn't know who it was, but he did know that it was a woman, and she packed a punch! He kept trying to block invisible punches, he threw some back, but ultimately his head hit the floor, and he was no seeing straight. The lights soon turned on, and through his blurred vision, he could make out a dagger held up to his neck, and a blue haired beauty.

"Star-Lord?"

Drax, and Gamora made their entrance, with Drax picking her up, and strangling her, staring down with his cold glance. "Should I kill her?"

"No, no no no... That's a... friend of mine." Quil said, getting up, Drax dropping her, but keeping his glare. Quill stared at her, as if he'd seen a ghost. it had been years since he saw her... It was shocking to see her not trying to kill him. They left with some tension. "Hey, Nikki... What brings you here on this man hunt?" he asked, still panting from their little fight.
Robert made himself a small breakfast as he turned on his TV. He also got his laptop out, checking his emails. Sure, when you are the most wanted man in New York you probably should be concerned about what you talk about online, or just not do it at all, but thanks to Aria the Merry Men had their own safe little secure network, where their phones, laptops, and other devices could talk freely to each other... As the news covered Robin Hood and the band of outlaws, it slowly started to talk about other events. Robert often thought of his life of instead of being a vigilante, he got back up as a lawyer, showing them he wouldn't go down easily, and no matter what is thrown at him, helping the people who couldn't afford a good lawyer, being a defender of the common man... But he knew those chances were never going to happen. He was a joke, his own father even said so publically when Robert's "scandal" was released. Why wouldn't his own parents stick up for their own son?? He did nothing wrong!

Again he knew that answer: Lyons has this place locked tight. Anyone who went against his say so would be beaten to a pulp, and never have a job again, just like him... He didn't dare make a call to them. Although he didn't fully blame them, he was still hurt that they gave him nothing to help. Now that he wore the hood, he wasn't going to stand by and let people lose everything... Man, he was bumming himself out! He finished his breakfast, turned off the TV, now was the time of day where he gave to the needy, dressed as his personal favorite character to play.

Robert opened up his closet, and at first glance, it would have been a normal one... take a second look, and you'll find an assortment of suits, flannels, t-shirts... then there was the dress, a military outfit, an assortment of wigs and hats of all shapes and sizes, an eyepatch, and his handy dandy Robin Hood gear! Robin gave a smile as he pulled out a small worn jacket.
An old man limped down the sidewalk, a cane in one hand and an aluminum can in the other. The tattered jean jacket was full of stains, and the jeans and boots matched. He wore a hood, and a red worn hat over that, and his beard was black, but mostly gray now. "Money for the poor... Anything helps..." The old man said, his voice strained as he kept walking, putting his can out in front of people as they walked by. The old man then saw a family of three, parents and a baby. "Why, what a cutie..." The old man laughed, smiling down at the couple sitting on the street. "Gets it from her mother." He said jokingly with an other laugh, shaking a bit as he did so. The parents laughed a bit. "Thank you.. Her name is Allison." The mother said with a smile, searching her pockets for something.

"Ah, a beautiful name to match a beautiful baby girl. You have a place to stay, right?" The old man asked. The parents looked at each other. "We have our house for a few more weeks. I was... laid off." The man said, his head down. The woman pulled out a few dollar bills, putting it in the old man's can. "Here, for your kind words." She said with a smile, holding her baby tight. The old man simply laughed, looking up at them with eyes full of youth. "That's very kind of you, ma'am, but you need this more than me with your young one." The old man no longer sounded old, but a assuring and kind voice. Inside his coat pocket he pulled out a hand full of bills, handing it to them. "Courtesy of the Merry Men and Mister Finnagan." Robin said with a smile, lifting up his hat to show that he was in fact young. Their eyes went wide with shock. "We heard the stories... But we never thought... Thank you...!"

"No need to thank me. Keep your chins up, we're doing what we can, but don't give up hope." Robin whispered, giving them winks and a grin before going back in to character, asking passerby's for money. He made his way past the 60's diner that Aria worked, seeing a few of his own members in there, he gave a small smile and wave as he walked by the window, keeping his act up for the people inside who had no idea who he was, he had to make it to the front of the courthouse. Sure it was dangerous for him to be there, he could be detected... but he's been doing it every morning for a while now, it was safe to say that none of them would see past his little performance!
Robert can walk over to Friar Tuck's place to make a donation as well hahaha

And as for the party, some can go in under cover, and distract the big guys while another team sneaks in on another floor to help hack in to the systems, or take any valuables in the offices, things like that! Haha
yeah, I saw that hahaha... Hopefully when he gets back online, you'll communicate, and either you or him can edit your posts to fit along with each other, I advise that you find a solution that doesn't involve killing the gang members though, it'll give the Merry Men bad rep hahaha

I also have an idea on how we can possibly involve everyone in one event in the RP

A judge is having a fund raiser party for a high end judge Robert used to work for so he knows he's corrupt to the core, so the Merry Men go in undercover, with Robin disguised as a guest, where he encounters Marian, and also tries his luck of pick pocketing said judge, while other members of the gang hack in to his accounts, and get out. Maybe Robin or someone else gets caught, so they have a dramatic escape as well.

Something to get the RP running! hahaha
It was a huge relief to see her not too beat up, but she clearly looked upset by something... Maybe it had to do with Stark... He didn't know. He didn't want to talk about it now, even if it did still annoy him that he couldn't shut Tony up from flirting with Sharon...She soon talked about the shooter, asking where he was. Steve hesitated, his face still clearly beaten up, his lip bleeding, the shooter took a toll on the legendary Captain America. "He--" He was cut off by the Director. This was now embarrassing... He officially felt useless in this whole situation. He didn't save any hostages, he didn't save Sharon from being shot at, or flying out the window... He didn't even catch the shooter. He looked down at the ground, holding his own hands in front of him.

He looked up at Director Fury, clearing his throat. "He got away." He said simply, not even daring to glance at Sharon. Director Fury looked around, giving a sigh. "Well then. We have nothing... S.H.I.E.L.D has been compromised, as you can see. We have no leads, the explosions look like it was formed from a lab explosion, which shows no evidence of sabotage, the only person we have that could link it, was the shooter..." He looked at Steve.

"Who was the guy? He clearly wasn't a normal thug." Steve said. Director Fury looked around, and then talked quietly. "Now is not the time, Captain... For now, we need to relocate. I'm assuming any other S.H.I.E.L.D. base is compromised, so that leaves our options very limited..."

"Maybe I can help." Tony said coming back, his helmet open, looking at the three. "Stark Tower has it all, including drinks." He said.
IC IS FINALLY UP!!!

feel free to join in however you want, its early morning, keep that in mind hahaha
It was a wet night in New York City. It had just rained, and on a Tuesday night, not many people were out in the lower side of the island. An expensive car drove down the silent street, being masked in the pale yellow lights of the streetlights. "Yeah, I'm fine, just... A long day at work... Cold dinner is fine... I love you too, see you soon." The driver of the nice car kept driving, hanging up his phone as he let out a low sigh. He was Carl Finnigan, the CEO of Healthy Future Industries, a business that was about giving the nation healthier foods, and programs, and in doing so, taking out or buying the smaller organic food stores locally, or anything else that tried to compete in their business. The police turned an eye at this sort of thing... He had men who would force businesses to close, or force them to team up... It wasn't anything personal, he just enjoyed money! He took a different route home after seeing a "closed road" sign on the one he usually drives on... It has been a long time since he's seen this part of town, he could see bonfires lit in alleyways, broken windows on some buildings, it wasn't a total dump, just somewhere that people were obviously struggling...

POP!

One of his tires blew out! He swerved and slammed on the brakes, hitting the sidewalk. The man gasped for air, he wasn't expecting that! He pulled out his phone, and was about to call for help until he jumped at the sound of a tap on his window.

He rolled the window down and looked up in confusion, then in fear. A man stood in front of him, a hood over his head, and a handkerchief over his mouth. His dark green eyes were youthful, giving a sense of mischief in them as well. "Good evening Mr. Finnigan, I'm sure you've heard of me... and also know why I am here." Robin Hood said casually as if talking to an old friend, reaching inside the car and pulling out his keys. "Y-y-you're--"

"Taller in person, dashingly handsome, even under the mask 'you'll never get away from this! I have friends! they will have your head!'" Robin said the last part in a mocking old man voice, shaking his fist. "Yeah, I get these all the time..." He bent down and then held up an arrow. "Huh, weird... this was stuck in your tire... would explain a lot of things." He said, putting the arrow back in to the quiver on his back. He then pulled out a blade, "Would you kindly take off your rings-- except your wedding band, of course, hand over your wallet, and give me the passcode to your corporate accounts. Don't worry, we don't take all of the money, we don't want to leave you like you do to others, right?" Robin asked that not expecting an answer, and somewhat coldly.

Minutes later Robin had a bag full of goodies, from his credit card, his college ring, to his silver clip tie. He wasn't going to ruin this guy's life. He wasn't going to take valuables like his wedding ring, or his personal account, or things like that. If he did that, he would be just as bad as the businesses he was trying to take down. "Steal from the rich, give to the poor." But he did take out the man's battery so he couldn't call anyone in warning to shut down accounts... By morning, that money will be distributed in to unmarked bills, and in to charities in New York...
"Carl Finnigan was robbed last night by the Merry Men, claiming that his robber was in fact the leader, Robin Hood. Sources also say that 3.5 million dollars have been stolen from Healthy Future Industries. In other news Charities all over New York have been received generous donations earlier this morning, all claiming to be from the Merry Men. The police are doing everything in their power to hunt after them, but they are still at large, and winning the hearts of the citizens of New York."

The radio played softly in the small apartment as Robert Locksley tried to sleep. He spent all night with some of the Merry Men to get those money transfers to the charities... He was glad he was unemployed, but he had to get up. He was sure someone would barge on his door, and he had to go on his morning route, and get a donut from a certain very attractive woman...

He climbed out of bed, running a hand through his brown hair. His apartment was small, but cozy. He used very little of the Merry Men money to make this place look average for a guy who keeps getting laid off work.. But he also bought the two apartments above his for HeadQuarters, with high tech computers, and gear for them to use. It wasn't a life of luxury for him, but he felt like he was helping... and someday, they will eventually take down the biggest target: Mayor John Lyons.
I did not like Oliver the first season, he had that "anakin skywalker" acting thing where he showed little emotion, but I loved him in the second season! I also really loved Barry, and slade was badass!

Never seen flash or Gotham thanks to my schedule, but I really want to!

And your character is accepted!
Haha I love arrow! The second season made it a lot better for me hahaha
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