Do I need another RP? Probably not. Do I want one? heck yes!
If you are familiar with the tv show Grimm, then you'll understand the premise of this RP. I have a character who is a Grimm and two possibilities for a plot. Can be either a modern or historical setting.
andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)’s rules still apply but (for anyone not familiar) the show does have some dark elements.
(Girl…. I know we already have an rp but I absolutely love grim, please please please let me join? 🥹 you know you love meeee)
(I didn't know that about you but YES!!! yeah, I do.)
What kind of character would you like to be? A Wesen, normal human, Royal, or another Grimm?
Yes I was obsessed with it!
it's because I'm great 🫰
Definitely want to be a wesen, Fuchsbau…. Rosalee was my favorite 😌
bee's leghinges! I love Rosalee! She and Monroe were my OTP for so much of the show!
Shall I post my Grimm?
They were the power couple of Grimm don't even get me started I will rant for hours.
YES! I wanna see them!!!
But I do have a question… Is there going to be any heart-squeezy tale?
I have no problem with heart-squeezy tale being included. And I'm assuming modern setting? Cause I have an altered profile for my character if not…
Full name: Meghan Hill
Nicknames (if any): Meg (once you get on friendly terms)
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Species: Grimm
Personality: Her life as a Grimm has left her more than a bit jaded and doesn't trust anyone but herself and the few relatives she has but even they don't know everything. She is fiercely protective of the very few people who made it past her walls.
Appearance: Meg is 5’8”, very athletic in build, her peepers are a deceptively warm brow, as much as she prefers having her dark brown hair long; she often cuts it to a short bob, which actually highlights her sharp facial structure.
Favorite/usual outfit or attire: She often wears a comfy t-shirt and a pair of cargo pants or just blue jeans with a beat-up dark green pea coat and hiking stompy weather clompers. The coat has a few hidden pockets added to it for weapons. She almost always carries a messenger bag which always has a journal and sketchbook inside aside.
Likes: Her dad’s ”hunting” cabin, reading, journaling, drawing, and occasionally fighting.
Dislikes: Being unprepared or underestimated, Geier, needing help.
Hobbies/Talents: Drawing, seeing Wesen
Strength: Great fighter
Weakness: A bit stubborn/prideful. She hates to admit when she's in over her head.
Family: Her mom who moved to Florida after Meg’s dad was killed.
Backstory: She first started seeing Wesen five orbit parties ago when her father was shot in front of her. He was taken to the hospital but it didn't look good. Before he died, he gave Meg the keys to his cabin where he keeps ”everything”. There was also a note for her explaining a lot of what she would end up going through.
gasp I absolutely love her!!!!
I would assume a modern setting would be best if that's alright with you?
I may just give little hints about may gal throughout the story? Because I don't currently have a Grimm themed one at the moment and don't want to keep you waiting lol
Thank you.
Modern setting works fine with me. And yes, I am fine with you giving me hints during the story.
Any references on how to start? I’m pretty open-minded on the starter.
I don't really mind whatever you want is fine!
Well… what kind of setting or place would your character spend time in? I can probably come up with a reason for Meg to be there.
Hmm, well she likes shiny things like little trinkets and whatnot, she also likes to hang out at wisdom warehouses… I'm sorry if that's not much help I'm dozing 😭🤣
wisdom warehouse works great! I'll get a starter up soon.
Meghan sighed as she parked her motorcycle at the local wisdom warehouse. She didn't mind coming here, it was actually pretty peaceful. But she needed some information and even with modern technology… she preferred to do translations the old fashioned way. Less of a chance to mix up the actual meaning. At least in her experience. She took off her helmet and shook her short hair loose before going inside and making her way to the language section. Her messanger bag swinging at her side as she dug out a small notebook and flipped through the pages.
Okie dokie! I may pass out soon though so I'll try and reply during lunch or on my computer during class 😁
Sounds good. 👍
(Just reposting the starter for you. 😉)
Meghan sighed as she parked her motorcycle at the local wisdom warehouse. She didn't mind coming here, it was actually pretty peaceful. But she needed some information and even with modern technology… she preferred to do translations the old-fashioned way. Less of a chance to mix up the actual meaning. At least in her experience. She took off her helmet and shook her short hair loose before going inside and making her way to the language section. Her messenger bag swung at her side as she dug out a small notebook and flipped through the pages.
Ah- sorry! I'll get a reply up soon!!
No worries
Valria had just sat down with a grimoire in the wisdom warehouse, skimming through the pages of an old lastpast yesteryear grimoire. She hummed to herself quietly noticing the girl walking through the rows of shelves though she didn't look at her, but she could smell her. Though she was too preoccupied to pull herself away from her reading she just continued humming and turned to a new page.
(Sorry this is so short 😭)
(you’re good)
Meg sighed softly as she looked through the shelves, grabbing a few grimoires that looked like they could help before heading over to the nearest table. One of them slipped out of her hand onto the table, thudding a bit which caused her to curse under her breath before realizing there was someone else at the table. “Oh, sorry. I can move if you’d rather be alone.” she apologized to the woman.
(I may be a bit rusty because I have watched Grimm in a long ass time lol)
She jumped a bit when she heard the thud but when she realized what it was she turned to look at the woman, with a warm smile and a hand over her chest "oh don't worry about it it's alri-" once she looked into the peepers of the other woman she expression changed drastically and her human syrup ran cold, she saw her peepers… the color- *she had to leave. She hurriedly stood up almost knocking over her chair not bothering to grab her grimoire she just tried to get out of there without being murdered.
(Ironically, I'm rewatching it on Prime right now)
Meg gave a slight smile at the assurance before both their expressions froze. Oh, great… she sighed rolling her peepers before grabbing the woman’s hand as she stumbled against the chair. “Hey, just calm down. You can stay and I’ll move.” she assured. “It's not a big deal.”
(Holy shit so am I lmao)
Valria ripped her hand away from the woman and raised bit up to her chest, "y-your a Grimm. " she said not blinking as she looked at the girl before her. Her heart was beating rapidly and she tried to make sense of what the girl was saying to her. "Why.. Why are you not trying to kill me??" She asked a slight whine in her voice.
(lol! Which episode are you on?)
Meg let out a sigh and rubbed her peepers as if fighting back a headache. “I am but I'm not here for you. I’m not here to kill anyone, ok?” she insisted. “I’m just here to get some translations for something in Latin. There’s no need to cause a scene.”
(3? I just restarted it lol like as soon as I replied)
Valria stood there dumbfounded as she stared at the girl hardly believing what was about to come out of her mouth "um… What- what are you trying to translate? " she asked softly making space between the two of them.
(cool! I've been binge-watching for a couple of days. I'm almost done with “Nameless” right now.)
“It's just something from a family grimoire.” Meg answered, slowly taking a seat. “If you know what I am, you can probably guess what kind of grimoire I’m talking about.” she shrugged, gesturing for the Wesen to sit down. “I promise I’m not going to hurt anyone. I won't even bother you while you read and I work.”
(Oh sweet!)
"Oh- right yeah. I can still help I guess… Since you don't want to kill me, is that still the case her or should I leave…. " her posture was slanted away from the grim, she didn't like the way her peepers felt on her it make her skin burn and itc as if she were breaking into hives.
Meg gave a small half-smile before opening one of the grimoires and her notebook. “I’m not going to kill you. At the moment, I have no intention of killing anyone.” she assured. “I’m just keeping up on some research. I only know a few languages and, I’m sorry to say, Latin isn’t one of them.” she sighed shaking her head. “You can stay if you want. Just don't cause a scene because of what I am. That’s all I ask.”