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Yosh, it’s YourTypicalPotato, and you’re obviously here to see some prompts, so I won’t go too far into a ramble yet. I’ll just establish some of those basic rules you see on rps, and then get straight into things.
~ I rp mostly as she/her or they/them represented characters. So be aware of that.
~ I don’t mind ships. Most my ocs are pan or bi, so any gender really works with them (My only current plainly straight character is Sanaa)
~ I like to think I’m literate, and I tend to write at least a paragraph or two for rps normally. I don’t expect to always get the same amount back, but please don’t just send a one or two sentence reply all the time- I get that there are times people run out of ideas and write shorter responses.
~ I might not respond all the time. I try to be up to date with my rps, but I do have other things I’m doing, and I have a bit of an issue with hyperfocusing on certain topics for different times. So I will totally understand if you do the same to me, I’ll probably wait about two days before messaging a reminder and jazz.
~ You can give ideas too! I love the creativity people have, and I wanna hear if you have any ideas. It doesn’t even have to follow any of the prompts, so you could make a whole idea yourself if you want to.
Iolanta:
https://www.rprepository.com/character-site/1448880/378956
♛ Modern prompts revolving around online interactions, maybe accidental meeting irl, etc. ♛
Prompt count: 2
♛ Competitive
“Agh-!!” The controller flung across the room, landing with a thud onto the floor as Y/C stared at the screen. “Again!?” The screen glowed a soft light as the leaderboards of the previous match had rolled onto the screen. Another game, another loss. It was an often pastime/hobby for Y/C to play this game, a shooter royale based game about outlasting all the other players. After a fateful encounter with a user by the name of “MelaninAngel29”, a long standing battle between opposing forces had begun. At around the same time every day, on the mark of 1:00pm, Y/C’s foe would log on and participate in three games. Each game, Y/C would join in and attempt to get a win against their foe. The two always crossed paths, regardless of how far on the map they were split apart. It was a tradition for the two to try to shoot the other down.
The results varied, but it was more often than not Melanin who won. It was annoying. Y/C glared at the leaderboard, shaking their head as they simply exited the lobby. That final game of the day for MelaninAngel29’s daily rounds, and Y/C was ready to continue their gaming. When they got a ping on their messages.
“MelaninAngel29 has sent a message!”
In a sour mood, however curious, Y/C investigated the message. Melanin hadn’t ever sent messages before this time, so to say Y/C was confused is a bit of an understatement
MelaninAngel29
- Yo! U almost had me on that last minute! GG.
- I saw that u’ve popped up on a lotta my matches l8ly. And that u’ve been targeting me in each. Competitive much lol.
- Onto my point, u open 2 friend reqs? I gotta keep this rivalry goin, so it’ll be ezier scheduling matches if we do.
Y/C didn’t know really what to make of the situation. And began writing a reply.
♛ Game Over
! Inspired by Sword Art Online, Gun Gale Online, etc !
The introduction of VR was a revolutionary creation which allowed for people to experience other worlds in ways that simple consoles couldn’t. Advancements continued to come, as developers began to experiment with the concept of reality shifting, allowing a person to dive into their own consciousness and create worlds within their minds. Eventually, the Nervegear was created, promising a ‘Brand New Life’ through the device’s potential.
Upon the first game with full immersive experience, many people flocked to become a beta tester for the new experience. That included Y/C.
On the beta’s release day, people began logging in, spawning into the world. Conscious of the world around them. Feeling even the stone beneath their feet.
A countdown began, calling for each second until the beta testers would be released to see their new world.
“10,”
“9,”
“8,”
“7,”
“6,”
“5,”
“4,”
“3,”
“2,”
“1!”
The borders keeping the players in was dropped, and a storm of people began to take over the new world!
Y/C dashed into the fray as well, doing their best to keep from getting trampled on.
Just what would come of this new game? What could go wrong?
Niamh:
https://www.rprepository.com/character-site/1448848
❁ Medieval, Fantasy, and Modern prompts with various topics. ❁
Prompt count: 1
❁ The Tavern without a Name
In the late ages of magic, where pixies and elves roamed the land, the story begins. A traveler, perhaps an adventurer better suits the title, by the name of Y/C, travels the land, unsure of what would come upon their travels. Whilst wandering through a misted wooden valley, teeming with magicians, gremlins, the whole lot of magical disasters, they stumble on a quaint looking hobble. It seemed rather old and rundown, vines growing on it’s broken down walls as plants grew at the cornerstones of the location. Curious, Y/C investigates further. They walk to a door frame, which still miraculously had connected, compelled to grab the handle.
They opened the door, their gaze met with bewilderment at a warm glowing tavern. It was of course, desolate and empty, except for a freckled lady leaning across the counter with a soft grin. A pointed hat adorned her head, round spectacles adorning her face, and a rather mischievous glint to her yellow eyes.
“Been expecting ya. Glad we finally got someone to fill the job.” She spoke rather out of the blue, keeping her gaze on Y/C.
“Oh uh- I’m afraid you got the wrong person-” The girl cackled, wiping an imaginary tear from her eye as she stood straight up. “No no, I’ve got the right person.” She said as her voice calmed down. “You are, Y/C, after all. Or am I mistaken?” She said, the mischief in her voice overpowering as she made her way from behind the counter.
“I- Who are you?” Y/C asked, baffled by the events thus far.
“You're an employer duh. Are you normally this slow, because if so, we’re gonna have to work on that.”
Sanaa:
https://www.rprepository.com/character-site/1448872
✯ Modern Mafia related prompts ✯
Prompts: 2
✯ Unfortunate Partnership
Y/C is a member of the Waotaji, a rather large mafia that holds factions split within the streets of Boston. Most business is conducted behind walls, and even police forces are in on the happenings of the group. The group acts as a family, moves as a unit, and all under an anonymous leader known as “The Dreamer.”
Y/C recently has been set to help monitor one of the hotspots for clients of the mafia. A book store owned by “Sanaa Peters”, someone who worked as a host for the mafia to work at in exchange for helping pay her apartment bills.
Upon entering the shop, Y/C trekked through the shelves, paying an occasional glance to the titles on the shelf until they made it to the counter, where a frizzy yellow haired lady stood, tapping a finger on the plaster top. “You’re late.” She said in a rather unenthusiastic tone, squinting in Y/C’s direction. Taking a glance to a nearby clock, reading 10:30, they returned their gaze to Sanaa and began to speak again. However, they were cut short. “11 seconds, 2 milliseconds late.” She stated bluntly.
“What?” Asked Y/C
“You were told to get here at 10:30am sharp. You however walked into the door at 10:29am. As you passed the second shelf of the Sci-fi section, the clock struck 10:30am, and with your meandering through my shop took you 11 seconds and 2 milliseconds to get to your destination.” She explained in a bored tone, leaning her arms on the desk. “You're late.”
This was going to be a long partnership.
✯ Tangled Up with the Mafia
Y/C was just trying to find a nice place to chill. And it had to just end up with getting tangled up with the Waotaji mafia, didn’t it?
Originally, the bookstore on the surface seemed nice enough. There were a variety of books, and the shop-keeper seemed… pleasant in her own way. She was at the very least decent. Nonetheless it was quaint, and people were allowed to stay and read until closing time on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
One day, however, the shop was closed. It wasn’t often that it occurred, however standing in front of the shop, there was still noise coming from inside.
Curiosity took it’s chance, making their way toward the conveniently placed alley, where they saw the book kept, standing with an old garbage bag.
“What exactly are you doin’ peaking your nose back here?”
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Rules:~ I rp mostly as she/her or they/them represented characters. So be aware of that.
~ I don’t mind ships. Most my ocs are pan or bi, so any gender really works with them (My only current plainly straight character is Sanaa)
~ I like to think I’m literate, and I tend to write at least a paragraph or two for rps normally. I don’t expect to always get the same amount back, but please don’t just send a one or two sentence reply all the time- I get that there are times people run out of ideas and write shorter responses.
~ I might not respond all the time. I try to be up to date with my rps, but I do have other things I’m doing, and I have a bit of an issue with hyperfocusing on certain topics for different times. So I will totally understand if you do the same to me, I’ll probably wait about two days before messaging a reminder and jazz.
~ You can give ideas too! I love the creativity people have, and I wanna hear if you have any ideas. It doesn’t even have to follow any of the prompts, so you could make a whole idea yourself if you want to.
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Prompts:Iolanta:
https://www.rprepository.com/character-site/1448880/378956
♛ Modern prompts revolving around online interactions, maybe accidental meeting irl, etc. ♛
Prompt count: 2
♛ Competitive
“Agh-!!” The controller flung across the room, landing with a thud onto the floor as Y/C stared at the screen. “Again!?” The screen glowed a soft light as the leaderboards of the previous match had rolled onto the screen. Another game, another loss. It was an often pastime/hobby for Y/C to play this game, a shooter royale based game about outlasting all the other players. After a fateful encounter with a user by the name of “MelaninAngel29”, a long standing battle between opposing forces had begun. At around the same time every day, on the mark of 1:00pm, Y/C’s foe would log on and participate in three games. Each game, Y/C would join in and attempt to get a win against their foe. The two always crossed paths, regardless of how far on the map they were split apart. It was a tradition for the two to try to shoot the other down.
The results varied, but it was more often than not Melanin who won. It was annoying. Y/C glared at the leaderboard, shaking their head as they simply exited the lobby. That final game of the day for MelaninAngel29’s daily rounds, and Y/C was ready to continue their gaming. When they got a ping on their messages.
“MelaninAngel29 has sent a message!”
In a sour mood, however curious, Y/C investigated the message. Melanin hadn’t ever sent messages before this time, so to say Y/C was confused is a bit of an understatement
MelaninAngel29
- Yo! U almost had me on that last minute! GG.
- I saw that u’ve popped up on a lotta my matches l8ly. And that u’ve been targeting me in each. Competitive much lol.
- Onto my point, u open 2 friend reqs? I gotta keep this rivalry goin, so it’ll be ezier scheduling matches if we do.
Y/C didn’t know really what to make of the situation. And began writing a reply.
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♛ Game Over
! Inspired by Sword Art Online, Gun Gale Online, etc !
The introduction of VR was a revolutionary creation which allowed for people to experience other worlds in ways that simple consoles couldn’t. Advancements continued to come, as developers began to experiment with the concept of reality shifting, allowing a person to dive into their own consciousness and create worlds within their minds. Eventually, the Nervegear was created, promising a ‘Brand New Life’ through the device’s potential.
Upon the first game with full immersive experience, many people flocked to become a beta tester for the new experience. That included Y/C.
On the beta’s release day, people began logging in, spawning into the world. Conscious of the world around them. Feeling even the stone beneath their feet.
A countdown began, calling for each second until the beta testers would be released to see their new world.
“10,”
“9,”
“8,”
“7,”
“6,”
“5,”
“4,”
“3,”
“2,”
“1!”
The borders keeping the players in was dropped, and a storm of people began to take over the new world!
Y/C dashed into the fray as well, doing their best to keep from getting trampled on.
Just what would come of this new game? What could go wrong?
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Niamh:
https://www.rprepository.com/character-site/1448848
❁ Medieval, Fantasy, and Modern prompts with various topics. ❁
Prompt count: 1
❁ The Tavern without a Name
In the late ages of magic, where pixies and elves roamed the land, the story begins. A traveler, perhaps an adventurer better suits the title, by the name of Y/C, travels the land, unsure of what would come upon their travels. Whilst wandering through a misted wooden valley, teeming with magicians, gremlins, the whole lot of magical disasters, they stumble on a quaint looking hobble. It seemed rather old and rundown, vines growing on it’s broken down walls as plants grew at the cornerstones of the location. Curious, Y/C investigates further. They walk to a door frame, which still miraculously had connected, compelled to grab the handle.
They opened the door, their gaze met with bewilderment at a warm glowing tavern. It was of course, desolate and empty, except for a freckled lady leaning across the counter with a soft grin. A pointed hat adorned her head, round spectacles adorning her face, and a rather mischievous glint to her yellow eyes.
“Been expecting ya. Glad we finally got someone to fill the job.” She spoke rather out of the blue, keeping her gaze on Y/C.
“Oh uh- I’m afraid you got the wrong person-” The girl cackled, wiping an imaginary tear from her eye as she stood straight up. “No no, I’ve got the right person.” She said as her voice calmed down. “You are, Y/C, after all. Or am I mistaken?” She said, the mischief in her voice overpowering as she made her way from behind the counter.
“I- Who are you?” Y/C asked, baffled by the events thus far.
“You're an employer duh. Are you normally this slow, because if so, we’re gonna have to work on that.”
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Sanaa:
https://www.rprepository.com/character-site/1448872
✯ Modern Mafia related prompts ✯
Prompts: 2
✯ Unfortunate Partnership
Y/C is a member of the Waotaji, a rather large mafia that holds factions split within the streets of Boston. Most business is conducted behind walls, and even police forces are in on the happenings of the group. The group acts as a family, moves as a unit, and all under an anonymous leader known as “The Dreamer.”
Y/C recently has been set to help monitor one of the hotspots for clients of the mafia. A book store owned by “Sanaa Peters”, someone who worked as a host for the mafia to work at in exchange for helping pay her apartment bills.
Upon entering the shop, Y/C trekked through the shelves, paying an occasional glance to the titles on the shelf until they made it to the counter, where a frizzy yellow haired lady stood, tapping a finger on the plaster top. “You’re late.” She said in a rather unenthusiastic tone, squinting in Y/C’s direction. Taking a glance to a nearby clock, reading 10:30, they returned their gaze to Sanaa and began to speak again. However, they were cut short. “11 seconds, 2 milliseconds late.” She stated bluntly.
“What?” Asked Y/C
“You were told to get here at 10:30am sharp. You however walked into the door at 10:29am. As you passed the second shelf of the Sci-fi section, the clock struck 10:30am, and with your meandering through my shop took you 11 seconds and 2 milliseconds to get to your destination.” She explained in a bored tone, leaning her arms on the desk. “You're late.”
This was going to be a long partnership.
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✯ Tangled Up with the Mafia
Y/C was just trying to find a nice place to chill. And it had to just end up with getting tangled up with the Waotaji mafia, didn’t it?
Originally, the bookstore on the surface seemed nice enough. There were a variety of books, and the shop-keeper seemed… pleasant in her own way. She was at the very least decent. Nonetheless it was quaint, and people were allowed to stay and read until closing time on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
One day, however, the shop was closed. It wasn’t often that it occurred, however standing in front of the shop, there was still noise coming from inside.
Curiosity took it’s chance, making their way toward the conveniently placed alley, where they saw the book kept, standing with an old garbage bag.
“What exactly are you doin’ peaking your nose back here?”
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Details: Freeform, adjustable length posts, long-term RP partner preferred. Will be played one-on-one.
Hi! I’m kinda new to this site and still getting the hang of this, but I have a character I’m willing to RP with. They are gender fluid person called Egg (sorry the name is dumb but it like it) they are outgoing and friendly but can get aggressive if angry. I found the ‘Niamh’ prompt interesting, as well as a few others- so really the choice is up to you. Sorry this is really long, but my offer remains 
Hey there! I don't know that my main character is super fitting for any of your prompts, but I'd love to work with you and create a new character for the VR idea if you're willing! I have a million and 2 ideas for VR stuff because I grew up on .hack. Just let me know if that'd be of interest to you!
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