Moonberry

It's a Fabulous day to Roleplay!

I don't know about blacklisted. It was decided the project would be taken off the site, because our aggressive recruiting got us reported too many times. And by Aggressive recruiting I mean messaging folks once to ask if they want to join up.

We're just a group of writers looking for a place to grow our characters, and our world. We're happy to have anyone interested join us and help create and build. That's all we're interested in.

[Ryke - Dungeon] Languishing Large Loner

Roscoe’s ears snapped up before Evie even caught the sound—the faint shuffle of someone moving through the vine-strangled edge of the ruin. His body went taut, mismatched eyes locked on the shadows near a leaning pillar, a low rumble swelling in his throat.

Evie’s hand came down to his scruff, grounding him. Her other hand shifted the bat off her shoulder, its taped grip sliding into her palm with practiced ease.

The stairwell ahead already promised a bad trip—masks bobbing like bait in murky water—but now there was something else. Someone else.

Her gaze flicked once to the group, then toward the source of Roscoe’s growl.

“Eyes up. We’re not alone.”

Her voice was low, clipped, the kind of tone she’d used in the field when another heartbeat entered a kill zone. She stepped slightly ahead of Roscoe, bat angled not in threat but in readiness.

Out from behind the cracked pillar came just the faintest glint of steel, the curve of a blade haft caught in a shaft of filtered sun. Then a flicker of color—blue hair, long, too deliberate to be wild.

Evie narrowed her eyes, body coiled but steady.

“Whoever’s back there, step out slow. Hands where I can see ’em. If you’re looking for trouble, you’ve already found it.”

Roscoe punctuated her words with a sharp bark, chest deep, his paws digging into the moss.

Still, Evie’s gaze wasn’t without calculation. The figure had made no move to strike, no wild rush. They’d been watching. Assessing. That made her curious, even if caution wrapped around her ribs like barbed wire.

“If you’re not here to pick a fight, then say it now. We’ve got enough nightmares waiting down those stairs.”

She held her ground, bat steady, Roscoe taut at her side—ready to swing or to listen, depending on what came next.

It's a Fabulous day to Roleplay!

Hello there! Moonberry here!

I've got over ten years of experience with role playing, but that doesn't mean I'm done learning new things. Every day is a new day. I enjoy writing stories with my friends and creative partners. Watching a story unfold over months of stories growth. The character development is really one of my favorites. I love to watch the characters really learning and adapting and growing.

I hope that I'll get the chance to roleplay with a bunch of you! I enjoy medieval fantasy stuff the most. Magitech and Steampunk stuff giving me just enough of the scifi flavor. I usually prefer writing original stories rather than fandoms. But sometimes I can be persuaded. I look forward to meeting you all in time! Until then! Take care!

By the way ! Ask me about Isekai Hell! :P