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Adventure is Out There!: An Amazing Digital Circus RP

PATCH

with KINGER and CAINE

"Right you are, Jax!" Caine says, again blatantly ignoring Zooble’s distress. Then, he turns to Clover. ”Actually, it’s an 88.888888…” Caine glitches as he speaks the repeating decimal, getting faster until he snaps back to normal. ”-percent accuracy, Clover! But, you’re right.” Caine sighs, looking defeated. ”Zooble, you can join us next time.”

”Aww, feel better soon, Zooble!” Kinger says with a sympathic wave.

”Alright, alright,” Caine says after Riff chimes in. He pretends to roll up his sleeves, then snaps his fingers.

”But what about-“ Patch was about to ask about Ragatha, but her sudden transformation takes her off guard. She rapidly begins to shrink along with her peers. The world around her gets bigger and bigger until she is no taller than a sewing needle. “Cool!” she exclaims, examining her hands. She seems to have kept the same proportions. Then she looks back up at Caine, who is hovering over them with his face close to the floor. He is squinting. They must be difficult to see, Patch assumes.

”Today’s adventure is: Itsy Bitsy Hider! Your objective: get big again!” Caine says gleefully. ”Have fun, my teeny tiny turtles, and don’t get smooshed!”

The sound of distant, booming footsteps and childlike giggling pulls Patch’s attention from Caine. She looks for the source of the sound and, upon not finding anything, looks back to find that Caine has disappeared.

Adventure is Out There!: An Amazing Digital Circus RP

@Birdboy@EmberdoodlZ Popping in with a friendly bump!

your beauty never ever scared me (comfort rp) (FILLED)

Hi! 👋

My name is Silver! RP is currently how I escape the horrors and lately I have been in the mood for a comfort RP.

Here are my ideas:

• hurt/comfort theme where both main characters find comfort and healing through each other
• setting: inpatient psych facility, could be one of those psych retreats? or outpatient?
• I have a F character in mind who has a hard time with settling with calm; she wants peace but isn't used to things not being intense
• seeking a M (cis or trans) in case later down the line we decide to throw in a little romance? If we were to do that though, I want the plot to still focus on the comfort RP theme
  
  IF we add in romance

  If we move to romance, I am only comfortable with light smut/spice but I feel weird writing heavy smut while I am in a committed relationship IRL.
  Also, my character would get along best with a kind and dominant male.
• I love angsty writing and diving into trauma/mental illness, but I'm hoping for this RP there can be an even mix of angst and comfort/calm
• gonna be honest, I would need some help flushing out the plot a little more; I have the main idea, but could use some help giving the story some direction

What I'm looking for in a RP partner:

• average post size of a few paragraphs (with room to write more when you're particularly inspired or less when you're having an off day)
• 21+ (25+ would be better tbh); I'm 27 and prefer to RP 1x1 with people who are closer in age to me
• OOC chatting! I feel weird when we're just writing lol
• posing at least every 2-3 days, if not more frequently. I've had a big itch for writing lately and respond pretty quickly (at least once a day) but I don't mind waiting!
• mutual responsibility of side characters
• communication -- if you're going to be gone for a while or if you're not feeling the RP anymore, please let me know!
• slow-moving plot -- I looove to take my time through interactions and lean into all the feelings and descriptions

Here's a writing sample if you'd like to check out my style and see if we'd be compatible writing together!

stole this from another RP I'm in

Sirpa sighed and sat silently, letting the creature's words stew in her brain. She decided it was right and, as uncomfortable as it felt, she probably had more in common with Jay than she'd wanted to admit. That was the point. But it was okay.

It was okay.

It was okay.

The creature's voice echoed in her head. She didn't want it, but she allowed it. No, accepted it. She didn't push it away. Was she being open, or was she finding new ways to make herself uncomfortable?

"...something they know how to live with." That one stuck out. She'd thought about that before. She wanted to know how to live peacefully, and with grace, for more than a day or two. But what if she didn't really want that, and she instead wanted to hurt? She didn't really want to hurt, did she?

The beginning of a spike of anxiety was interrupted by the creature's gentle hands on hers. A tad unsettling visually, but otherwise comforting. Sirpa looked up to meet the creature's gaze as it spoke to her, her frustration from minutes before mostly pacified. She took a deep breath.

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@Stanifly No worries! School comes first!

Adventure is Out There!: An Amazing Digital Circus RP

PATCH

with KINGER and CAINE

"Ragatha?" Caine seems to ignore Zooble's first statement and scratches the top of his head (or the roof of his mouth?) in thought. "I don't think I know a 'Ragatha.'"

"Oh, I know Ragatha!" Kinger shuffles forward, holding up an index finger. "Such a sweet girl. You should invite her to come and play!"

"Look, I know you all love your NPCs, but I've got different ones for you today! Though, I suppose I could..." Caine scratches what would be his chin and looks up into nothingness, thinking some more. "I suppose I could give you a 'Ragatha.'" He speaks again in a quiet voice to himself. "Whatever that means..."

Patch looks over at Clover and leans in close, confusion tilting her eyes toward each other. "Am I missing something?" she whispers. "Isn't that ragdoll girl named Ragatha?"

Caine speaks again just after Patch finishes her question, but does not appear to have heard her. "How about this? I give you one 'Ragatha' and you complete my in-house adventure where you don't have to encounter a new environment?" Caine clasps his hands together, tilts his head, and makes his eyes grow big with long lashes growing from the top. "Pleeeaase?" he asks Zooble, blinking a few times in what appears to be an attempt at cute puppy-dog eyes.

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Caught in a Snare

@Stanifly@DaftJive@Tlazolteotl

Damien was dragged through the darkness for what felt like forever and ended in an instant. His stomach lurched from the rush. His head felt dizzy and heavy.

He had stopped moving. A dim light that came from an unknown source lit a familiar circle around him that revealed just enough to see the floor he was sitting on and the edges of the boundary. Everything was...vines? Was this a sick joke? The vines were too thick and too far away in the dark to see through.

Damien turned his head to the side. The vines encircled the whole area. As he moved, a metallic sound startled him. Damien looked down at his body to find that he was draped in heavy chains made of vines. How were they heavy and metallic if they were vines? Hell if he knew.

As he tried to shrug off the thick chains, he found that he could barely move. The vines were tight and together were too heavy to lift. Before Damien could think much about an escape plan, a flicker of movement caught his eye---the end of a black lion's tail moved along the edge of the circle of dim gray light.

"Oh, you thought you could escape me. How cute."

Damien stilled. A chill ran down his back. Blood rushed in his ears as his heart threatened to break through his ribs. Damien squeezed his eyes shut and turned away the best he could beneath the restraint.

"Have you forgotten that I own you, Damien? Your life is mine."

The tail appeared again, closer this time but still with the body it was attached to out of sight. The creature seemed to be strolling toward Damien.

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In this Catharsis

Silas and Vicis are outside of the closed-off area where Damien is. They can see a bit through the vines, but they are too far to reach him. The vine barrier is about 6 feet thick.

Adventure is Out There!: An Amazing Digital Circus RP

Saw this on a YouTube video and am totally adding it to the suggestion box:

Is it real or is it cake? Everyone gets a knife. First one to find out who's a cake wins!

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Caught in a Snare

@Stanifly@DaftJive@Tlazolteotl

Damien's eyes remained fixed on the table. His leg began to shake. He almost didn't catch what Vicis had to say.

"But you were born - or however you were made - in Hell, yes? One would think you would have the upper hand over the mortals cast down there."

"Yeah," Damien said in a low voice. "You would think." His leg bounced faster. Only bits and pieces of what Silas said made it into Damien's conscious awareness.

"...is there a ranking system? ... chaos 'nd shit down there... organized torture or whatever...if there's a ranking system it still prolly sucks..."

Damien sat quietly for a moment, then spoke again with rising intensity. "Yeah," he said, a small dose of mania creeping into his voice. "Yeah, there is. And we're trash. We’re just trash, made by some Sin to do their bidding. Heck, Belphagor is only ever too asleep or too high—-or both—-to even think about to rest of us in Sloth!” Damien let out a panicked laugh and steadied himself with a hand to his head. He seemed to be looking beyond the scene in front of him. His claws gripped at the base of his horn. "Humans come before us. Can you believe it? The Sinners have more rights than anyone in Hell who isn't royalty. Because Hellborn like me? We were made to serve."

The vines that hung from the plants above began to grow longer. Their stems slowly morphed into heavy links. By the time they could reach Damien, they resembled chains. But Damien took no notice.

"I'm supposed to be dead, ya know." He took a few breaths on the edge of hyperventilating. His leg continued to shake. "I killed myself. I'm supposed to be dead. And I'm supposed to have gotten away from him!"

The bar surrounding the three men began to fall away, with all other tables and patrons disappearing into darkness. Again, Damien didn't seem to notice. He didn't notice the lights in the distance dimming and going out. He didn't notice as the chain-like vines settled across his shoulders and snaked down his legs.

"What the fuck else am I supposed to do?!" His eyes were wild as he spoke, almost shouting. His breathing transitioned into panting. "It doesn't fucking matter what I do, it- Nothing matters, I'm just stuck here in this-" Tears began to form at the corner of his eyes. "And I didn't do nothing, I didn't ask to be created, I-I try my best to be better than this, and what does it fucking get me?!"

Then, a deep voice echoed through the missing bar, ringing in a sing-song tone. "Damien."

Damien looked up at the sound, his eyes wide and his movement stopped. "Oh my god." In a split second, the chains tightened and jerked Damien up into the darkness past where the ceiling would be.

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In this Catharsis

Silas and Vicis are now part of Damien's Catharsis 😈 All other characters do not perceive any of this.

Damien's auditory hallucinations/memories are now shared with anyone in his Catharsis.

They can't see Damien anymore.

Silas can see Damien as a baphomet if you want @DaftJive, but it's not required.

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@DaftJive I be waiting for Silas before I continue with Damien. Just thought I’d let you know in case you were waiting for me!

Also I’m sad bc I accidentally posted in the IC and can’t delete it 😢