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2 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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7 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 :)

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Name: Robert "Robin" Locksley Alias: Robin Hood Age: 27 Appearance: [Robin Locksley](http://lestoilesheroiques.fr/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/grant-gustin-the-flash-portrait-promo.jpg) In Robin Hood uniform: Green hoodie, black handkerchief around mouth, small pads on shoulders, forearms, and knees, black boots and jeans, quiver and bow, with a knife belt across chest. Faction: Merry Men Occupation: Unemployed, used to be a lawyer... Does thief count as a profession? Bio: I know what it was like to be rich. I was born to two very wealthy people. My father owning a law firm, and my mother being a lawyer before she passed away. I had all the money in the world, i wasn't going around bragging about it, but I was oblivious to the amount of money every else did. I would stick up for those who needed it, befriended those who would accept my friendship. I met some good friends I still have today in my younger years. One of those good friends was Tyrone Tuck, more commonly known as Friar Tuck. I was a young boy when I first met him, with my parents being Catholics, but as the time went on I would often go to the Friar for his advice, because he didn't really seem to take sides, or hold grudges (which is very good for me). Like Robin, Friar Tuck had this habit of trying to help those who weren't economically sound, or just needed the help in any case. I soon followed in my parents footsteps becoming a lawyer, using my charm and looks to give me an edge. They started to teach me when I was young so I wouldn't take so much time in school, they also had connections to make the process faster, and I was a natural at that as well. I usually took the cases others wouldn't, which didn't make my dad or his business partners happy. That didn't stop me from doing what's right. But being this, there was this girl... Marian Anderson had to be the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, but being a cocky, rich lawyer gave me that... I messed around with her, tried to use my charm in a not so romantic way, and well.. she didn't like it that much. We respected each other professionally. I partied, I laughed, I had fun, dad and I would go to the shooting range every once in a while as well, you can never be too safe in New York. I was pretty good with a bow and a sniper if I do say so myself. Everything was going right until my dad told me to purposely lose a case. I refused, and one night after work, I was beaten to a bloody pulp to make it clear that I lose that case. I won it... but that came with a price. I went bankrupt, I lost connection to my father, and I had nothing to my name... I went to Friar Tuck for some recovery, him giving me a place to stay and some food until I got up on my feet again. But I was smart. I had a few hundred dollars stored in a secret account, I bought a small apartment, i had some friends retrieve some personal items for me, and I trained. I wasn't going to get my ass handed to me again. I spent days working out, learning to fight, throw knives, parkour, everything a successful thief needs. It took a long time, a lot of scars, mess ups, but I did it. All that was left to do was get a band of people together that has the same interests... So i made some calls, made arrangements, and a few skilled friends of mine stole tens of thousands of dollars from a business who hired guys to beat me up before my life changed... Since then our legend grew. Little John and I grew Our band of Merry Men (and Women!), and we are the most wanted people in New York, with yours truly at the top. We give most to charity and those who really need it, and we keep a bit of it to get new technology, weapons, and these nice matching costumes to hide our identities. When I'm not being the infamous Robin Hood, I'm either sleeping, doing some research, or pretending to be a beggar on the street and giving actual beggars money. I enjoy this much more than helping the big bad businesses make more money. Personality: Charming, witty, and a smartass. Very intelligent, and is very persuasive. Extremely loyal and trustworthy to those who earn it, or to those who are in need of help. Brave, courageous, and enjoys to have fun. Skills/abilities: -Master Archer/Marksman: A natural gift. He would be taken to the shooting range every once in a while, and archery was very easy to him. Over the years it became second nature to him. He was born in the wrong era -Hand-to-hand combat: In the couple years of being jobless he had a lot of time on his hands. He took classes, had his friends in low places teach him, and although he's not the best, he can take on a couple of people long enough to get away. -Parkour: Easily can climb over fences and climb up to fire escapes. Can't scale skyscrapers, but he can escape tricky situations -Tech Savvy: Everyone in this day and age is, right? Friends taught him the basics of hacking, but he can't do the hard core stuff. -Acting skills: Another hidden talent. He has the ability to make accents, act like a beggar, a CEO, a foreigner, etc. -Knows how to drive a Zamboni: He has had some crazy parties in the past... Family/loved ones?: Father-- lost contact with him for years, Little John-- One of my closest friends, Friar Tuck-- A long time friend and a favorite person to give money to, Marian--In love with the woman, but she hates the old "Lawyer Robert" Other: Has a few scars from gunshot wounds, falling off things, and broken glass
Robert was enjoying this. He could make up any story now! "Ah I don't think i'll find her again. We just talked a bit at the front, and she's probably talking with some other masked man." He said with a shrug. When the woman walked by giving him a look, Robert's dark green eyes shined with entertainment, an eyebrow raised behind his mask. He turned his gaze back to Marian, when she excused herself to eat he laughed and waved it by. "By all means. I know better than to get in between a woman and her food." He said, looking around the room for a second. "Rob, remember your goal..." John chimed in in his earpiece. Marian then asked what he did for a living, Robert took a sip of his drink. "I work for an... organization that deals with funding to charities, you can say." Robert said casually. But he leaned in real close to her to talk quietly. "Although I must say... I can't stand these lawyer types. I hope you don't take offense to it. Its just with my expertise, i have had to deal with all of them. The ones who can't take a joke, the sleezy ones that try to scam you... But the worst ones of all are the overconfident, cocky ones. I'm sure you know those types." He didn't deny he was an asshole while he was a lawyer, and he will play with it. "To be honest this is my first few days back in New York. I've been working in Los Angeles for quite a few weeks, and all this talk and paranoia about this 'Robin Hood' guy. Do they really think he'll make an appearance tonight? He would have to be a mastermind to sneak in here!" "Robin Hood is very far from a mastermind." A voice said, walking towards them. Mister Taylor walked towards Marian, with his son smiling at her. Robert rolled his eyes and looked away for a second. "Found him." Robert muttered. "Alright, we have a problem. There's something we need you to do... Taylor has a vault to lock away his very personal computer. It's activated by some sort of remote. Probably in his pockets..." "I'm on it." He said quietly. Marian, Mister Taylor, and Edward were lost in a conversation. He stood behind the two Taylor's, casually tapping Edward on the shoulder, and moving to the opposite side, brushing up close to him with a smile. "Mister Taylor! and young Mister Taylor. A true pleasure, and congratulations, Sir." Robert reached his hand out to Edward, his swift fingers easily taking off his watch, and putting it in his pocket. Every little bit helps. He then went to the older Mister Taylor, offering his hand. "I'm John Smith. I specialize in helping companies fund to certain charities that will help them in the long run." "Oh yes, yes... I see." "Do you?" Robert asked bluntly. "I'm sure your family has possibly donated some money some time in its very... prosperous climb to the top. As Robert was staring down Mister Taylor, he saw that Edward was trying to walk over to Marian again. He stepped back to get in his way. Robert smiled and waved a waiter to get glasses of champagne for the Taylors. He handed them out, and held up his own. "To the Taylor family. With some luck, they will help shape this city in to a brighter, and better one." He smiled and nodded, and they all took a sip. Robert then placed his empty glass down, and looked at the three of them. "Well, Mister Taylor if you are interested in helping out some charities, give me a call." He pulled out a business card, giving him another handshake, coming in close to whisper in his ear. "I hear the Robin Hood character scares you. Hopefully he doesn't make an appearance on your big night." While he was that close, his free hand slipped in to his pocket, pulling out anything he could. He was sure he found his keys, and he slipped it in to his own pocket. He then turned his attention to Marian, giving a smile. "If you're still around and not hungry anymore, save me a dance." Robert said with a smile, a playfulness in his eyes. He walked away from the three of them, and once he was well in to the crowd, he pulled out all he stole. He grinned a bit as he looked at Edward's watch, a few twenties, and the keys belonging to Mister Taylor. It had a few keys on the chain, but a small little silver box with a button on it. "I think i got it Little John..." Robert said with a smile. "Good, just give it a press, and we'll be good to go to the home stretch." "Not just yet... I'll push it after I have my dance."
Peter has been with a lot of girls over the years. Many would want to kill him if they met again, and he didn't want to run in to them any time soon... But he always had this feeling that he wanted to see Nikki again. The strange half Terran that he met a long time ago. They were the same. Half Terran with some alien blood in them. to be honest, Quill had no idea what the other half of him was. Instead of her moving away like he thought would happen, she actually leaned in to him, letting out a sigh as she did so. He meant it when he said that they would find him. And he was going to pay for what he did to not only his victims, but what he did to Nikki as well. Her hands were warm against his. They were a bit rough from being a warrior, but still had the softness... He didn't dare move, or say anything. He had a feeling this was the first time in a while where she wasn't tense. It would still be a bit before they reached Nowhere, and the voices in his head were saying to get her in your room NOW! but he learned his lesson on trying to seduce her before. "Is Rocket giving you any trouble? We can shove him in a cage or something if he creeps you out too much. Animals trying to woo a girl in to bed is pathetic, am I right?" He said softly, not moving his body, but his comment was making fun of him back when they first met. He wasn't going to deny it, He just hoped she didn't think he was doing that again... He was going to try this "good guy" thing through and through. He felt like he had a bit of a connection to her in a way, coming from similar (yet very different) backgrounds.
The large office of Heights Law Firm would usually be closed this time of night, but at the moment it was the party for the Taylor family, with the head of the house being a corrupt lawyer who so wanted to be mayor soon. He couldn't have made it any easier for Robert and his Merry Men to sneak in with it being a Masquerade party! A tall, lean man walked in with a steel gray suit, and matching tie. He wore a mask concealing his whole face except his mouth, and mischievous eyes. It was even easier to pass through security since his alias "Johnathan Smith" found its way on the guest list (seriously...? They fell for it?). He gave a nod and smile as he was permitted through. The ballroom was made for these occasions at the firm. People wearing nice outfits and lots of money talk and get drunk and have fun. The room was crowded, with waiters in white tuxes walking around handing out champagne and snacks. A band was playing classical music, tables with white cloths on top, and the hardwood dance floor had a few couples dancing their cares away. Robert looked around, sticking out his leg as a waiter walked by, making him trip up a bit, and pouring a couple glasses of champagne on a few guests. "you idiot! How hard is it to walk around handing out measly glasses of wine?" Robert yelled at him in an offended manner. He went up to a gentleman, looking at the damage. "Such a fine suit too! I'm so sorry sir!" He patted him casually on the pocket, but in a quick flash looted his suit pocket for any valuables. His wallet was filled with money. He would obviously leave the wallet in the lost and found when he left, but he would find it a bit lighter than usual. He kept making his way through the crowd. "Remember, Rob. Taylor is your main target." Little John's voice said through his earpiece. While Robert was distracting Taylor and any of his important friends at the party, his crew was a few floors above trying to hack in to the bank accounts of the law firm. "yeah yeah, I know. They won't be able to resist the charm of Mister John Smith." Robert said quietly, smiling and nodding as people walked by. "How is it?" John asked. "The stereotypical fancy pants ball that everyone loves to be at..." Rob muttered, and his train of thought stopped as he saw a very stunning blonde in the crowd. There was no mistake, even with the mask. That was Marian. Her blue eyes shone through the mask, her beautiful figure, the dress! Oh man! He had to talk to her. He grabbed two glasses of champagne, and walked his way over to her. "Excuse me, I don't suppose you've seen a woman wearing a mask around here do you-- I just realized how stupid that sounded. Its a Masquerade. Looks like I've been stood up..." Robert said in an embarrassing tone, giving a very weak smile. He was about to say something else but then stopped and smiled, then laughed and looked away. "Sorry. It's just... you have really pretty eyes." He offered her a glass and smiled. "I'm John Smith." He said, giving a nod.
He was so lost in thought (and the music) that he didn't hear Nikki calling his name, but he sure felt the touch on his shoulder, He jumped a bit, looking up at the person, and then pulling off his headphones. Her eyes stared down at him. It really has been a while since he's seen a normal pair of eyes. Everyone had either solid brown, black, hot pink, orange... Hers were a nice shade of brown, and soft. She gave a smile, and he raised an eyebrow when she asked for a favor. He stood up. She asked her request, and before he could reply she handed him the bandage, and turned around, lifting her shirt up and holding up her hair. Besides the bandage, it was looking like a beautiful piece of silk. Perfectly tan, flawless, everything that could describe absolute perfection, she had... and this was just her back! "You always ask handsome space outlaws to help you with your bandages?" Peter asked jokingly in a quiet tone, His fingertips gently running up her back absent mindedly as he reached for the old bandage. He carefully pulled off the bandage to reveal the nasty cut that he could only assume was from this Zero guy. This guy meant business, and Peter didn't really know why, but he was angry that he hurt her like this. Hearing all these stories about how ruthless he is, and only a evil man could leave such a nasty cut. He examined the cut for anything out of the ordinary. Most people would be grossed out, or disgusted at this sight, but Peter Quill has lived with the Ravagers for a while. You don't know absolute horror until you see the crew quarter's bathroom. He tossed the old bandage away, picking up the new one again. He gently put on the new bandage, and he slid his hands back down her back--not really knowing what he was doing. "We'll find this guy." Quill said quietly to her, stepping a bit closer to her so she could hear him.
Spider-Man was getting tired of this guy. His breath was showing through his mask, Catwoman was beside him, and this man showed no sign of stopping. "He had a big bowl of crazy flakes..." He glanced at Lexi, then Kraven. "Sorry, not my best work... I'm a bit tired." Spider-Man shrugged, but then dodged another knife. "But not that tired Mister Hunter-Man!" Spidey wagged his finger at him, mimicking his thick Russian accent. There had to be a way to stop this guy. If he could spin him up in enough webbing, that would hold him until the police came with some tranquilizers. But he had some very nice and shiny weapons that could very easily make them chopped heroes. "We need to take out his weapons... snap them, throw them off the cliff, anything. Then we just need to cause a distraction." Peter spoke quietly to Lexi, hoping this guy didn't have super hearing as well as his other features. Spider-Man then leapt to action, firing webs at Kraven's face to stun him for a second. Kraven held and aimed his gun, and Spidey ran up to punch the man's wrist, his shot going far to the left. He grunted and swung his hand back at Spidey, ducking, then grabbing his arm and twisting. Kraven flipped, but managed to sweep the legs of Spider-Man, and managing to keep Catwoman at bay. Spider-Man rolled away in the snow, getting up on his knee, and firing a string at the gun, and yankig on it as hard as he could, the gun flying out of his hand. Kraven snarled and turned toward Spider-Man. "Oh i'm sorry, were you using that?" Spidey asked innocently. Hopefully Catwoman could use her reflexes to get his little Machete. Once that toy was gone, he could finally... Wrap this thing up! Man, he was glad he didn't say that out loud, or he was sure he would have been smacked on the head for that one.
Steve wasn't know how this was going to work out. He wasn't sure what this base will have, if its going to be a trap for people like them, or what. But he did know that he was getting as much intel out of that place as possible. He owed it that much for the people he let deal with it while he was frozen somewhere. He had to honor Peggy. And Bucky. He geared up in his new and improved [Suit](http://imageserver.moviepilot.com/aen20140404006200315_01_i-photos-of-captain-america-s-complete-avengers-2-costume.jpeg?width=500&height=365), He excited the locker room, making his way down the hall. Just then a voice came from behind him. He stopped to see the woman known as Agent 13 staring at him, handing him an earpiece. He took it and gave a nod and smile. "Good idea." His eyes met hers, and one of the things Steve wasn't good at was talking to women. Again her eyes looked so familiar, but he really couldn't place it... She turned away from him. Was that good? Bad? Why did he care? They were supposed to be on a meeting! Get it together Rogers! He coughed a bit, and hesitated. "Well, our ride is waiting..." He said, turning from her and walking down the hall again, kicking himself a bit.
Hello! I've been re-reading the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series, and I forgot how amazing the lore and characters and just everything is! I've also read the Heroes of Olympus series, and I really want to pick up the Egyptian series Mr. Roridan has, and i'm very excited for the Nordic god series coming out soon! But I really like the thought of Camp Half-Blood, and Percy is my personal favorite since I grew up basically at the beach, or in the water. So I've been inspired, and have a few ideas I had in mind: WARNING! SPOILERS AHEAD!!! - Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase have saved Olympus twice, met new friends, and can now spend a normal summer at Camp Half-Blood in peace. Both would be in charge of teaching younger campers on how to fight, track, fire a bow, swim, etc. During this they are a couple, but even when they aren't spending time with each other they are competing the Camp activities! This is pretty much a normal summer, where there'll be familiar faces, humor, a little romance (but they're late teenagers, so NO, they aren't going to do anything TOO far! i'm not a creep haha). This RP would be Percy and Annabeth mainly, so a girl would be needed for this one haha - A whole new set of campers! It's been a long time since Percy, Jason and the gang saved Olympus, and their legacy continues in both camps! Here would be two new demigods (either greek or roman) enter the camp, either knowing or not knowing who their parents are yet. This would also be a romance type thing, where their parents could be rivals, or they just did or said something at the beginning of all of this to not be friends, but after spending time at camp, doing activities, and maybe going on a quest together, they start to like each other! Also a female role for this one -Two twins are very confused. They have no idea they are demigods, but they are constantly chased by monsters, can't keep a home for long, but always manage to escape. They also have been contacted by good natured creatures saying what they truly are, and must get to Camp Half-Blood (or Jupiter, whichever one you prefer) safely, once there they have to find out who they are! There could be fights with the two of them, they have different viewpoints, have drama, all that good stuff! But in the end they would do anything to protect each other, and try to find out what exactly they are put on earth to do! This could be either a guy or girl role, depending on having brothers or sisters haha Those are all of the ideas I have for now, but if you are interested in any of them, post a reply here, or a PM and we'll move on from there!! I'd also like to add that I usually post a few paragraphs for each reply, but I prefer quality over quantity, and I know that writer's block happens, so i'm really not strict at all! Again, if you're interested send me a PM or post here saying which one you're interested in! Or if you have your own idea, I'd love to hear it!
Steve watched the bickering between Clint and Tony, arms crossed a smiling a bit. His mind raced on a lot of things. There was the man with the metal arm, and how this one attack lead to having the whole Avengers team together again. Then there was the constant fear that someone will do something to tick another person off and start a war within a war. Last time that happened, half a ship was destroyed, agents died, Thor and Banner were taken out and a God of Mischief went loose. And of course there was Sharon, the newest thing on his mind. The way she stood in this group and showed very little intimidation. The way she drove him absolutely crazy by just the way she looked at him. Thor asked Sharon if she could fight, and Steve knew where this was going... Clint started to talk about bets, and Steve gave a smile, walking over to the table where Thor was already standing. He didn't wear his Asgardian armor, but instead a gray V-neck, his black jacket slung over the couch. Steve made sure his sleeves were rolled up, and sat down. "Going with the God of Thunder on this one." Clint said, the group of people crowding the table. "Putting my money on Steve." Bruce said, examining the two men. Stark put his hand on his chin. "I'll go with the underdog and say... Thor." "I've been practicing since last time, Captain." Thor said with a grin. Steve gave a nod. "I expected nothing more. I'm sure carrying that hammer around also helps." The two men put their muscular arms on the table, and they both gave each other a death grip. "Alright gentlemen I want a clean fight. No lightning bolts, no shield throwing, foul mouths are allowed but keep in mind that we have some ladies in attendance..." Clint turned to see the girls lost in conversation at the other side of the room. "Maybe not... Ready... Begin!" Steve was by no means had super human strength... but he had the strength of the limit of any incredibly healthy man, so that was considered near super human. Both faces strained as their arms stayed in the neutral zone, the three men started to cheer and encourage each other. Steve had a thought of how unattractive he probably looked as his face turned a small shade of red from trying to fight back the godly force of Thor. Then he heard a laugh that melted his heart, he turned to see Sharon smiling about something over there, and that made him lose his focus. His arm almost slammed hard on the table before he caught himself, groans from Clint and Stark escaped as they thought they also won some money. Steve brought it back to the neutral zone, and after a few more seconds of each other's endurance, Steve pushed one final time, using his anger from letting the metal armed man escape, not being there to save Sharon, Tony's constant flirting with someone he had strong feelings for, and Thor's hand finally touched the table. Both men stood up breathing a bit heavily, both giving smiles at Bruce gave a grin to Stark and Clint. "Alright, pay up." He said happily, as Clint and Tony pulled out their wallets. "You are very strong for a mortal." Thor said, Steve shrugged. "I get that a lot surprisingly." He put his hands in his pockets, and glanced over to see Natashia staring at him, with a look of urgency. She just got done talking to Sharon, so that should have been a red flag, but Steve excused himself from the group, passing by Sharon, making eye contact with her, his heart skipping a beat, wanting to touch her... but he couldn't right now. He made his way to Natashia, looking at her with concern. "Something wrong?"
Yep, fortunately!

I finally got that post up, sorry if it isn't that great, it took longer than I wanted haha

Hope everyone's doing alright and hasn't been down in the dumps and busy like me haha
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