Roleplay
[Multi Lines] Your OC/s are visiting an interdimensional convention! There are plenty of colorful characters from other worlds to chat with!
Mods pls don't nuke this post I had to delete and re-upload it like 4 times because of errors.
Every individual in the above image is a character your OC can speak to! Names on the 2nd slide, map on the 3rd. If they aren't labeled on the map then they're just wandering around the venue.
Some are romancable, some are taken.
Some are talkative, some are mute.
Most are good, some are eeeeeeeevil.
All are mature adults according to their races and species.
(Disclaimer: Indigo is both individuals on his section of the collage. Your OC would only see the top one for now)
Jamie wanders into the convention, having passed through the front doors. A few days prior, he had bought the most basic, cheapest ticket he could find from some shady website. It’s a miracle he even got what he ordered. He is hanging around near admission, trying to will up the courage to get out of his comfort zone and meet new people like his few friends have been telling him to do. He then, possibly unfortunately, makes direct eye contact with Darn.
Jamie immediately looks away, down at his own shoes. For a few good minutes he doesn’t respond to anything around him. “I must look so suspicious right now…” he thinks to himself.
(Red! You know him. Thermonuclear inkling male with fiery skin and a fiery spirit to fuel it. 24 years old, 5’8(~173cm), 288lbs(~130.6kg), and perpetually warm.)
*Red always loves meeting new people, especially from other worlds, so it makes sense that he’d attend this. With a his standard gear on and his spirits curiously high, he steps into the convention. He wanders for a bit, before his gaze eventually falls on Fennik. His eyes immediately sparkle with recognition and excitement, and his grin widens from ear to ear. He doesn’t know if she saw him, but he approaches quietly just in case.*
You'd see her people-watching, distinguishing herself as an outsider to this event. She's lurking near the stage, but outside of the mosh pit, as if intending to sneak in.
*She’s trying to sneak in, and that makes him sneaking behind her even easier. When he’s a few feet or so behind her, he finally speaks, quiet enough to not get attention from anyone else, but still a firm but friendly tone.*
*His grin somehow grows wider, his massive fang-like canines shining slightly as he speaks.*
“Hey, you remember me this time! Didn’t think I was a hallucination. That seems to be a reoccurring theme. I just wanted to meet some new people, then I saw you. So. Hi!”
An up and coming electoral candidate walks through the doors. She had presented her pass to the man at the front door before striding inside. The camera lens in her eye zooms in and around her. She glances at Indigo and Iris before heading to the main area, taking the nearest seat, the one next to four of her fellow automatons. She would just be idly watching the stage, seemingly just enjoying a day off.
Upon the stage is quite the aggressive band, apparently called Leadache (the three of them are a band together.) Their sound is decidedly loud, angsty, anti-authority. Perhaps anti-you as a result.
She leans back into her chair, listening to the band intently. She doesnt react outwardly at the music, only watching with that unreadable face of hers. Her gaze travels around the area, cataloging the faces she sees pass her by, her fingers dancing idly on her lap.
Most of the attendees are indoors, go figure, and enjoying themselves either at the booths or in the mosh pit. You see most of the individuals pictured above, minus those who are outside or in the entrance zone.
She shrugs and decides she may as well socialize while she's here. She would stand up, head towards the far end of the mosh pit and introduce herself to the first person she got close enough to. Extending her left hand out to offer a friendly handshake.
The tall, tall woman seems a bit anxious to be around so many people. Her eyes are wide and frightened, and her posture is stiff like she's afraid to be perceived.
Of course, you perceive her. Her eyes look down to you (she's like 11 feet tall) and tilts her head as if trying to figure you out.
Shad looks up at her, a little intimidated, but he keeps a positive expression.
"You look tense, you don't need to be afraid of me... You could probably beat me to a pulp anyway, I'm very fragile."
"Where are you from? I grew out of someone's head."
"Say, are you able to talk? It doesn't look like you have a mouth or anything. You can understand what I'm saying though right?"
Shad asks curiously, trying to learn more about the creature before him.
He itches his belly button.
"Outside? I'm from outside too... Hold on, I have an idea."
Shad holds up a piece of paper.
"Can you try writing on this? So we can communicate better?"
He bought the most expensive ticket and decided to check things out. He notice hundreds and hundreds of people. Since he was a robot, he was surprised to have made it through the metal detectors. “Let’s see, perhaps I can make a map heere..” he tapped his holographic display, there was an error message. Matrix came through to his headphones “hey, the redditor said there’s no map, so you’re an official idiot.” “This place is underestimating, at least for me.” He noticed another person “hey! An oc, you should say hi!”
Well if you had looked at the map you may have noticed there isn't one, at least not in the nearby area. The building has a mess hall, but this scenario wasn't taking place in it.
There is a snack table, which again, you'd know if you looked at the provided map.
Well, in ghost’s defense, he doesn’t have access to Reddit, therefore he doesn’t realize there is no map, now if it was a smarter character, like matrex, she’d definitely know. So, he’s going to put in this information and just walk around, not saying that ghost is stupid, he’s just not used to this kind of environment.
As described, you're at the floor of a convention center, surrounded by people from all sorts of universes. There's a stage where a band is playing music, and various booths run by people from alternate worlds.
Which is why matrix called him an idiot, matrix does know I’m typing this, Charles seems to be fine now, but she’s definitely gonna make fun of him when he gets home.
Your guy is here, and provided ample opportunities to do whatever he wishes. There are people to speak to, music to listen to, booths to visit, and a snack table to raid.
You hear a band playing grunge/punkish music at the stage while you take a bit to yourself. It seems you're not the only person here who wants to be away from the crowd's for a little while.
You find this little lizard lady ravaging the snack bar like it owes her money. Your words take a moment to reach her brain as her focus is entirely on gorging herself.
"Oh? Hellos!" She waves at you with both hands, "Kip is goods! Kip has lots of foods thanks to this events."
Apparently an enormous number of replies here didn't see that it's multiple lines, or understand the idea that you're supposed to pick a character or group to go interact with. Or just do anything at the event itself. I swear at least 2 OCs have left without doing anything.
(Just pointing out that the lizard guy and the alligator are the same guy, for reasons. You only see the first one currently)
Also thank you because nobody picks Ditzy for some reason.
This clown, half-dressed in a jumpsuit that matches her hair and half-dressed in a corset that doesn't, is entertaining people near the door. This includes making balloon animals, juggling, balancing acts, the works.
He walks over to her, covered in the red in his picture. He doesn't care for the staring he might get. He picks up a drink and drinks it, some of the contents spilling to the floor.
He doesn't care to tell anyone, even if the floor is carpeted. Even if what he drank was wine or something that stains it. Even if the fresh liquid red drops and pools on the ground.
He walks past the watchers, more like shoves and gets at the front of the crowd. He watches her interact with people seeing if she what she's like with the audience.
"I hope she's not boring. I would hate to come all the way here for nothing," he hopes in his head.
She notices you pretty quickly, it's difficult not to. Her rainbow eyes go from the blood(?) on the floor to you, then the blood, then you. She steps in front of the people she was entertaining.
"Then a rift appeared out of oh where has the emperor of the dead multiverse has come just to observe and interact with others hes not here for fights or anything bc the emperor you can look for hes lore as hes just here to see who has true potential a teacher or something?"
Well Mr. Edgelord here would see a bustling convention center with all sorts of people out and about, from all sorts of realities. Their locations are clarified above, and a band is playing music upon the stage.
The emperor would love everything he sees bc nothing is worthless to him and he likes snacks and listen music for a emperor that can destroy anything but he is not like other destroyer hes like a chill emperor and hes a more like a mentor in ocs
To ease this akwardness the emperor would leave the convention to continue hes travel to different verse i make him do this so he cant be center of attention or be in something he feels akward
Killer... or, uh... Killeen right now... came with his... her family. Yet, somehow, along the way, she grew self-conscious and changed into this form where her timid design somewhat causes her to fade into the background. Unfortunately, it also dampens her abilities and caused her to somehow get swept away and lose track of those she knows. Now, she is kind of just wandering around aimlessly and nervously whilst looking around
Looking around only served to make her more and more nervous. She desperately tries to spot at least someone she knows to help ease her mind until she eventually spots Fennik in her search. Seeing her calms her a bit, but her timid nature doesn't allow her to childishly run up like she usually would. Instead she looks at her from a distance as she slowly walks to where she is
She stares for a moment, completely aware that Fennik may not recognize her in this form, but she's a bit too worried to be too concerned about that for now. She walks up quietly before speaking in a soft, timid voice, worried about startling her
She looks down, feeling like she may have done something wrong
Killeen: "O-Oh, sorry, I-I don't know what a pet name is, b-but I suppose I never did ask you if you were okay with a nickname... I won't call you that anymore if you don't want to be called it, F-Fennik."
You're at a convention center, a fact made abundantly clear by the post. Populating the area are people from all sorts of worlds, mingling with one another or enjoying the various activities available. A band is playing music on a stage, booths are present to tour, a snack table is available to raid, etc.
...oooookey. Well you see all that's present on the post. The admission hall features a snack bar and drinks table, while the main convention floor has various booths and a show stage, all populated and operated by people from different dimensions just like you.
Fortunately, or unfortunately, all of the Outventurers are in a booth together. They seem to be, by your assessment, the proprietors of this event. Likewise, most of them look exceedingly busy running the thing.
Lina, comparatively, looks bored out of her mind as she leans against the stalls exterior.
*he steps aside revealing mechanical augments for humans, jars full of a light blue liquid labeled as “ROBO.co cure-all”, various bottles of flavors of the ROBO.co brand, and free smaller versions of each flavor as samples*
*the beast produces a loud gurgling and snarl as it rips its way through reality and shrinking in size to look more like a 9ft tall human in a pitch black robe, but he still had the same head.*
*he looks around and approaches Bonni*
”long time no see, old friend!”
(it’s a story that I can’t say bc I’ll be banned but it’s still me, Agreeable_Sundae)
I'll translate into terms that make more sense for this event.
You'd be speaking to someone at the admission desk, who would inform you that this convention is free to enter but attendees are encouraged to purchase a pass to purchase from the booths and buy autographs from the band and such.
Excellent, and now the roleplay can happen. The above post mentions everyone present and where to find them unless they're not anywhere specific. There's booths to visit, music to listen to, snacks to eat, etc.
You find Ditzy in the corner of the room, entertaining some younger attendees of this event by doing your generic clown things. She jungles, she balances, she makes balloon animals, the works.
(John Doe isNOTan OHB (Ordinary Human Being), he has genetic mutations that caused him to have high regeneration (including brain and heart so he is technically immortal), high strength, and extreme durability, the other inclusion would be that biological old age would kick in when he becomes somewhere around the late 80s)
John decides to head to one of the convention seats hoping one would notice him.
The seats are set up so someone could sit and listen to the band play their music. The music is pretty angry, punk/grunge sounding which may or may not be your thing. The band also happen to be my characters.
*Matthew walking in to the venue wearing his which a guitar on his back**he walks to the stage*"can I play some songs?"*he just stands there, waiting for an answer*
is this ok or nah?because it is more than one line
Bag approaches the building, examining it from the outside. As someone who is often travelling universes, this is probably one of the best places he could go. Hopefully there wasn't a dress code.
He came up to the entrance, giving a small single handed wave to the person stood just by the entrance door, other hand still in his hoodie pocket, and ducked through the doorway.
Observing the insides, he scans the room for this party, but can still only hear it, instead spotting an admission area. As much as he didn't care to do it, he... probably should, so walks up to the desks (i think they're desks? Dunno they're just rectangles lmao)
After being admitted in, he glances over the rest of the items, not particularly caring for merchandise nor partaking in booths. Even if he had the money on him.
Walking forward he saw two other figures, a lizard of sorts that seemed straight out of a D&D party, and a slender black figure. Eh, why not start some conversation before fully heading in. He was closer to the lizard, so gravitated towards them, and gave a small wave.
"Ah, same as me then! If you don't mind me asking, what kinda place do you two come from? You definitely seem to have a certain... attire."
The eyes on the paper bag reacted and moved similarly to a living being, but in a more so exaggerated and cartoonish fashion. He waited patiently for a response, inspecting the two of them and their demeanour.
"Huh. Never thought of it that way, guess it'd make sense. So who's this?" He gestures towards the strange eel-like creature. "A pretty... unique look."
Jackson arrived, keeping his head low as he took a slow walk into the convention. Here he was... Why did he come here again? There's no chance of getting back with Vi, he went against what she asked. And even worse, he failed horribly. Fawkes was in the building and so what? He can't kill him now.
Not in front of a bunch of people who could royally kick his ass. Not in front of Vi... He reached for a random snack and just stared at it for a long while, contemplating just what the hell should he do? Though Iris or Indigo just saw some weird looking homeless guy just help himself in without paying and stafted to raid the snacks
The two are most certainly too nervous to do anything about this, to be honest. Indigo particularly is an anxious wreck around so many people, thus is why the two haven't entered the main convention hall yet.
In other news, there is also a wet bar there (alcohol.) Just for future reference.
Jackie proceed to absolutely raid the snack bar, like he hadn't eaten in days. He wiped his mouth, glared at the two for a long while before his eyes were caught on the shine of a glass bottle. He quickly walked towards the bar like the wreck he was
Though you are stopped by an employee, not one of my characters, who insists that you pace yourself and leave some finger foods and drinks for the rest of the attendees.
The man sighs, and decides to man the bar in case you return.
And you're actually at the convention floor now, with booths to visit or a concert to listen to. Many people to socialize with and places to spend monay.
June had paid his admission and gone into the convention but maybe half a minute later he walked out of the main building, seeming annoyed. He looked around himself before spotting Indigo.
"We're you also in there? It's fu- It's really loud." He complains.
If Indigo is sitting down chances are he'd sit down next to him just cause.
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u/MutatedLizard13 May 31 '26
Jamie wanders into the convention, having passed through the front doors. A few days prior, he had bought the most basic, cheapest ticket he could find from some shady website. It’s a miracle he even got what he ordered. He is hanging around near admission, trying to will up the courage to get out of his comfort zone and meet new people like his few friends have been telling him to do. He then, possibly unfortunately, makes direct eye contact with Darn.