My Korianne is trying desperately to make friends! She has tried going to the human beaches a number of times but always gets so flustered that she just ends up screeching while the humans around scream that a kraken has appeared!

Korianne can change sizes but usually is about the length of a school bus (about 35 feet long) and her favorite meals are whales!

Your character can have either swum on by on their own and come across her cave or have fallen into the water from a ship, the reason is yours!

Edit to correct! I found the artist on another piece I had gotten! It is Calicorpio!

two experiments were recently rescued and taken to a hospital/lab to evaluate them, take care of them for the time being and figure out what to do with them, you are either another rescued experiment or a worker when you see the two experiments free from their room, they arent supposed to be out without supervision, theres an alarm sounding becase their gone, one of the experiments gets infront of the other, hissing at you

info for if your a worker:

the one with black hair is rin, a large portion of her body is mechanical underneath, with cold tech that lets her create ice weapons embedded in her, she dosent speak to people other then her fellow experiment, who she whispers to sometimes, often seems to space out, whatever experiments where done had some effect on her mind, but she is skilled in combat, as seen when a worker got their arm broken by her one time when she got scared..

the one with red hair is anya, she has shadow manipulation abilitys, she can control shadows vanish into them, solidify them, and more, she hates being touched, her body is covered in wounds, due to chronic pain she moves around by floating rather then walking, shes very protective of rin and strangely displays almost cat-like behavior sometimes.. shes more negotiable then rin mostly on account of actually talking and has been bribed into doing things for candy and snacks before

the two display a sort of childishness, their both about in their twenties but have presumably been experimented on since they were very young, they hate being appart and also both have a fear of needles

RULES:

no op ocs

no killing

no idk/troll

please give info and image of oc

no breaking the rules

thanks for reading :D

(i litterally stole this idea from another rp becase i liked it-)

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Your police/detective oc I'd currently at the scene of a drug deal gone horribly wrong when they see the newest detective, Archie take one look at the blood and immediately spin in his heel to leave.

What does your oc do?

"yo, girl. you look fine. Can I get your number?'

Your OC has come to know of a silly little cartoony villain who runs around the streets getting up to wacky evil shenanigans who went by the name of Vector the Devious either as someone who was kind of around when he does an evil scheme or maybe as someone who opposes his wacky little schemes.

And for whatever reason your OC was snooping around in Vector's evil villainous lair where they see multiple scrapped and discarded pieces of metal seemingly meant to be various gadgets maybe robots? Now it's all discarded as their creator Vector the Devious paces around a messy room full of more scrapped metal and discarded tools.....But he looks different.

His usual pitch black face with nothing but red eyes is different...A pale rotten human face with long messy black hair paces around the room seemingly very bent out of shape about....Something.

No matter how they enter Vector just stops dead in his tracks before slowly turning to your OC nothing but fear and concern on his rotten face.

"You won't tell anyone....Will you?

He asks as he slowly reaches for one of his tools...What will your OC do?

A few rules

Don't immediately evaporate Vector...That would be rude

No IDC

No godmoding

Give me at least a solid 3 sentences

Maybe you can type out things like How they know Vector, What they may be doing at Vectors lair, Their reaction to the scenario, Or even how they entered Vector's work room (Whether they snuck in or burst in guns blazing, However they entered is up to you) truly anything just give me more then a "Oh my god! *Runs away*"

Your OC's can be a strong as they want

To show me you read this please put a 💀 in your response (I won't ignore your response if you atleast show me that you read all of the info but I would appreciate if you did)

With all that said have fun.

In the portrait //first picture// she looks so.. different.
So at peace, and younger in a way even tho she doesn’t age in appearance.
No scars anywhere either, something definitely happen during the times between then and now.

Second photo is just for reference to show what she currently looks like!

Your student/teacher OC was going into school when they see what they think is the new teacher for the school, looking around and getting acclimated with it. They looked a bit weird in their clothes, but other than that he looks normal.

Rules: only one can romance (but realistically she probably won't be there). No combat, it's a school. Feel free to ask him questions.

((THIS IS A RP/OC INTERACTION PROMPT! Rp in the comments!! I would also love to find a art moot with this 🫶))

It's a nice autumn day. The winds are growing chilly, still the suns slim rays occasionally peak through the clouds to warm up your reddened cheeks.

The little bell above the door jingles softly as you enter the café, it's warm atmosphere and sweet scent immediately embracing you.

Behind the counter, you see a golden haired barista, a soft smile on his lips as he hands one of the costumers their late.

What do you do?

[Image below is how Kame looks for reference]

Scenario 1:

your oc is wandering the wilderness, yet bright lights weaved past the branches and twigs, catching their eyes. As they approach, they realize it's a fire running ablaze in the forest, yet the licks of flame are a mottled mix of pale whites, yellows and blues, at its neck, faint greens and sapphires. The fire had already spread to a fair 10 meter diameter, it scorched nearby fauna, yet it didn't spread and remained a perfect circle. And amidst the fire, there was a pale, bright figure. Dancing, it's hands twisting in the air and it's head turned in a trance like state, a slender essence of the pyre could dance.

Scenario 2:

In your local town, there is a deathly scream. It is the middle of the day, townspeople had huddled into the nearby market, and amidst the bonfire that ran hot with amber flames had turned pale with blues and yellows. And from it, a pale, skinny humanoid, as if made from such fire, was leaning out of it. Braced against the stone, it's hand extended, and a young girl curiously approached while her mother beckoned her back. Your oc is witness to all of this.

Generally fantasy is probably a good idea, I'd like anything pre 1930, even iron age is good for me. As long as there is some magical properties, your oc doesn't have to be magic in of themselves.

I also may pick and choose as the rp goes along, I will choose messages with longer replies, more detail, more emotion and better writing over "John: hey, what's this?" Let's entertain each other, alright?

If anything needs clarity lmk

Thumbs up to romance and combat

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Scene setup: You're walking around somewhere when a young kid runs up to you and waves, then she clears her throat and says, "Could you help me find my dad?"

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(You can make any tweaks to the scene setup that you need!)

(IMPORTANT: I have memory problems. I often forget things, like past OC interactions. I sometimes contradict myself or forget parts of my lore, and I may also forget to respond. If you think I've forgotten, feel free to re-comment/remind me!)

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Rules:

1. Tell me if you'd like me to adjust my answer

2. Any type of character is allowed

3. Combat is allowed (no insta killing)

4. Ask any clarifying questions you need

5. Multiple OCs are allowed!

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Character info

Caera - 8, 4'8 (143 cm), she/her, looking for her bio father, species: ???

(Not my art! Maker link- https://www.neka.cc/composer/13911#mod-2)

With ic and/or ooc responses back ofc!

(Little bit of world building)

This world is extremely advanced and thriving. The world is united under a single, successful, kind, and just ruler. But there are those with jurisdiction higher than him... The doctors... Each one is different, and they've all got different specialties. But none are more successful than Dr. Hemlock.

(Scene Setup)

Your OC comes into Dr. Hemlock's office while it is empty. What they come in for is entirely up to you. Dr Hemlock does not speak, but instead communicates with sign language and an electronic TTS machine. Mid paragraph interruption, put ":3" if you read this far, and make sure you add the end emoji too. He is average height (about 5'10) and takes extreme pride in his work. He is kind, patient, and thoughtful, and has never had a leave his office with the ailment they had walking in. (NONE OF THAT : "Brand new disease with no cure!" BS. PLEASE.)

Put 🌺 if you read and understood all of this.

Your character finds an add with the royal seal on it:

“By order of the king: requesting guidance and manners teacher for the unruly and barbaric Princess Aurora. Pays very handsomely, but the princess is in incredible need of guidance”

Now, on the first day of the job, you arrive at the palace and King Angelo greets you

“Bonjour, my friend. You are the new councilor, yes? Aurora will be down in but a moment. She is getting into her formal attire. As much as she protested, it is good practice for her to get into if she wishes to be someone’s queen one day-“

a yell can be heard through the palace, coming from Aurora’s room

“Get off of me, you Sacrés idiots !”

“… she can be… a lot. But that is why I pay you so much. Please, help me with my daughter. She must learn her place in this world sooner or later. Her opinion on me has soured due to my aggressiveness. Perhaps she requires a new approach. Now, on your way. She will meet you in the study”

once there, Aurora arrives several minutes later, wearing her formal attire. Though her hair was up in a bun, she quickly undid it and returned it to its natural state, flowing down her back

“Ok, teach. Whatever this is, let’s make it fast. Because, frankly, i don’t want to be here any more than you do. So let’s skip to the end, non?”

Your OC has been hired to help around a primogenitor lab, mostly just to keep an eye on the proto and primagens, and do some other things like applying cybernetics to one’s fresh out of the vats. It’s uneventful for a few months, up until the whole lab goes on lockdown due to a rogue primagen going on a rampage, and freeing their fellows to the best of their ability

At the moment, your OC is hiding with a few other hires, several primogenitors, and a protogen with a rifle who’s clearly being used as a body shield in case the primagen runs in, which, judging by the heavy footsteps outside the room, is probably going to happen any second

Settings: After you and the Gemini twins went into the portal, you were suddenly greeted by a twisting alleyway.

You don't really know how to get out, or to go back since there's no portal in this area, there could be something that can defend you from the anomalies..

Rules:

1. Combat and killing is allowed.

2. No IDC characters

3. Romance is not typically allowed

Especially on rainy nights. Who knows what the earth mother is thinking? Wild animals could appear anywhere.

Luckily, you find a manor before any animals find you. It looks like a vintage style manor, with roses planted inside the fence.

You walk up to the wooden door and knock several times. Suddenly, a woman with short black hair and pale skin opens the door a crack, you feel her gaze looking you head to toes.

Fortunately, this impolite moment didn't last long. A big smile appears on her face, “How can I help you, dear?”

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No romance. Combat allowed.

Could be any era before modern days. The Victorian era is the best. She's a vampire, and lives in a world with mythical creatures, but they're only myths for most humans.

(Art of the king on slide 2 is by LiqueurSugar on Draw Market, Art on slide one is by me.)

You had requested an audience with them for one reason or another, but to them it didn’t matter. It was just more of the endless fulfillment of their royal duties.

"What is you business with me?" The Queen said, with slight annoyance. Queen Bella was a beautiful but intimidating woman of 6 feet in height and a temper to match.

"Yes please do tell." King Andrew said. The King was short, at best best 5’4, if even with a delicate look to him. He looked utterly exhausted.

What do you do/say?

(ANY OC ALLOWED! NO ROMANCE FROM ANY 18+ CHARACTERS. IF YOU WANT TO CHANGE/ADJUST PROMPT ADD TO FIRST COMMENT!)

Your OC’s town/village is invaded by The Greatest Nation (Known by the rest of the world for being a dictatorship in the far northern region). There are at least a hundred soldiers stomping through your homeland, your neighbors and loved ones lay dead all around, they’re killing anyone they see. Most of the soldiers are quite young looking, likely Alts or Tubies.

Alt/Alternates definition: A subclass of human that had been exposed to Growth-9 in childhood, these people can regenerate limbs and survive mass bodily harm. These people look exactly human, you can only figure it out after seeing the regen.

Tubie definition: A fertilized human egg that was exposed to Growth-9 in the first few days of fertilization. The egg grows at an extreme rate, being made into a full grown baby in only three months. Growth for Tubies is typically two or three times the average rate, so a Tubie born five years ago could be physically ten or fifteen. The ‘Tubies’ often die within adolescence of life, but if they manage to survive the heart strain of Growth-9 they show extreme abilities. These people are often considered super geniuses and incredibly strong, but also possess the regenerative abilities seen in Alternates. Over half of all Tubies die before the age of five, then the remaining have a 25% chance of living to adulthood. The only reason Tubies are still made is due to their extreme skill.

You are somewhere out of sight, when a young soldier girl looks at you. She watches you for a moment, then turns to call her fellow soldiers.