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Started December 20, 2021 by Deleted user

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So I'm bored. Here's yet another RP from me. Please join!

Hello! :)

Hello! I assume you're interested in joining?

Yes, I am!

Alrighty then! Lemme just find a plot from the numerous ones I have saved on Pinterest.

Perfect. I feel that lol.

I have it!

Ooooh, I love it!

Yay! So- do we want to post characters, or just do this? Also- do you have any triggers (i.e. violence, self-harm) that I should avoid? And how do you feel about cursing?

Post characters (if you don't mind), no triggers, and I'm cool with cursing. Also, hero and villain?

I'm cool with that. I would actually prefer the villain!

Great, because I wanted to be the hero lol

Aight, I'll get a sheet posted here in a mo. Just need to finish a final, lmao!

Omg finish your final 😂

Yeah, lmao! I got it done. World History honestly kinda sucks, but whatever.

Name: Charles Aiden Rente III

Nicknames/Aliases: Aiden

Age: 19

Gender: Male, he/him

Sexuality: Pansexual.

Villain Name: Ink

Appearance: He is 6'4", with a slim but well-muscled build. He has luminous golden eyes with honey coloured hair, streaked with black, and caramel skin. He has inky black tattoos all over his body: flowers, trees, stars, the moon and sun, foxes, dogs, cats… even a dragon that wraps its way around his entire body, from his left ankle to his right earlobe. He has a couple rings, one iron, the other steel, set with onyx and topaz stones. He has multiple ear piercings, and usually wears hoops, shells and claws. Underneath the tattoos is a patchwork of scars from various burns and cuts.

Personality: He is quite charming and outgoing, and likes to talk. Basically, Chaotic Neutral.

Powers: He can make anything using ink and needles. Dragons, knives, daggers… anything that he inks onto his skin, he can summon and control. He can also create lesser things using pens, pencils… basically, any writing or drawing utensil.

I agree, world history is not my favorite subject either. Just a quick pointer though, if this rp is going to be a bit spicy (I'm guessing it will from the prompt), shouldn't he be a little older? I was going to make my character either 19 or 20.

Ah- yep- I get that! The actual character himself is 17, but I can honestly adjust that.

Name: Farah Dowling
Nicknames/Aliases: None
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Hero Name: Mistress
Appearance: Her ash blonde hair is usually in a high ponytail, a braid, or a low bun with pieces hanging loose to frame her face, and her dark brown eyes turn silver/blue when she uses her powers. She has a tattoo on her index finger of a line circling above her knuckle and three dots closer to her fingertips. Her usual outfits consist of a button-up blouse and dressy-casual pants. She also has a British accent.
Personality: She comes off as tough and has a hard outer shell. Kind of has trust issues, but when you get past it, she's a total softie. Even though she has trust issues, if you earn her trust, she's loyal to a fault. She also can be reckless and headstrong in situations where she needs to be patient.
Powers: Empathic perception, pain manipulation, telekinesis, memory scanning/sharing, and telepathic connection

How is she?

Damn! I love her! We want to get the party started?

Of course! Would you like to start?

Sure!

Aiden was watching the hero, Mistress, and grinning. "My, my! How did you manage to find me?" he asks, walking over and lifting the hero's chin with one tattooed finger. "I suppose the ever meddlesome Midnight had something to do with this?"

When Ink touched her, Farah flinched and jerked her head away. Goodness, she was tired. The enduring battle had been long and hard-fought, and she refused to give up. Not now. Not when an ending seemed so close. "Wouldn't you like to know," she retorted, feeling a small trickle of blood leaking from her temple.

Aiden laughs when Mistress jerks her head back. "Feisty as ever, I see." he grins, walking away. He looks as pristine as ever in his sleeveless white tee and shorts. "Anyways, what led you here to me yet again?"

Farah closes her eyes and inhales shakily. Spots dot the inside of her eyelids, and she opens her eyes again before responding. "I'm here on my own terms." Her eyes dart around, taking in their surroundings and looking for something – anything – to use to her advantage, even briefly.

Aiden turns. "Ah, a negotiation?" he asks. "Interesting, although I don't see what you could give me besides yourself."

He laughs and drags a chair over, sitting Mistress down in it.