Loopy

This might not be very accurate, but here:

A country girl makes it her life’s purpose to rid a city of its helpful police robots.

@keilah-h

Felicity

After seeing Soldier come back with the dead body of a dragon and drop it in front of them like a cat would with a mouse carcass, Felicity decided she was grateful to be these people’s ally.

They arrived at the cave and settled down. Someone had suggested starting a fire, but they had little luck finding any wood that wasn’t…[Read more]

@whalekeeper I wanna boop the long snoot

Here is my feeble attempt at keeping this thing going

@rae @whalekeeper

Felicity

“Alright, well, mission accomplished. You made it to your class. About time I head to mine.”

Fel turned to leave, giving Chase a playful but gentle punch to the shoulder. She winked.

“It was fun hanging out.”

Then she walked out of the field and back to the school buildin…[Read more]

Me when I lose my spot while archiving this rp and have to scroll back 200+ pages to find it again:

@theducktator @whalekeeper

Melissa

“I goeth out of this tunnel… -eth” Mel wiggled the rest of the way out and retrieved her stick, which she had left by the burrow’s entrance. She looked the girl who had just appeared up and down with her flashlight.

“You talk funny. But I like your cape. I’m Mel.”

I’m having more fun writing this imp guy than my actual characters lol

@whalekeeper

Melissa

As Mel followed the rabbit, it began picking up speed, and she found herself jogging to keep up with it.

There was something up ahead. A thin line across the path, reflecting silver in her flashlight beam. Mel slowed slightly, hopped over it, and continued running. Ahead, the rabbit turned suddenly right, and disappeared…[Read more]

@rae @the_lost-journal

Should the rabbit lead Mel and Barnes back to your characters, or not yet?

I also miss this role play. Would people be interested in continuing now that it’s summer?

@jonas @rae @raxforge

@keilah-h

Felicity

Felicity hesitantly took the scaley handshake. For the moment, she was at a loss for words. She took a few steps back and looked around at the maze walls that still surrounded them.

“I need… we need to get out of here.” She eyed each of her companions carefully, pausing a moment to look at Huntress’ stripes. Before, she had…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

Melissa

Mel glowered at the mask lady. She was about to retort with something along the lines of “you’re not the boss of me”, when something rustled in the bushes nearby. She aimed her flashlight at it, and caught a pair of long, twitching ears.

“Oh! A rabbit!”

The creature froze as it was caught in the light. It stared back at…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

Didnt mean to ignore this question whoops.

Short answer: yes.

Long answer:

I have opened a dnd manual only like once so I’m probably a terrible person to ask for advice, but I say just make up whatever you want for world building and characters, and then worry about following the rules for things like spells and combat. The books…[Read more]

@rae

I love it! You’re so good with colors <3

@keilah-h

Felicity 

Felicity stared. Then she pinched herself.

“I’m… Felicity. Sorry, but, what are you?”

@keilah-h I don’t remember what Soldier looks like actually, but I can look through the art topic

@whalekeeper

Melissa

“I’m exploring!” Mel smiled and put a hand on her hip, trying to look even more confident. Her stick dropped again.

“Did you get stuck here? I’ve helped people get unstuck out of hidden places before. My babysitter got stuck under a pool one time, but I found her and helped her out. You could probably consider me an expert.…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

Melissa 

Barnes. That was a funny name. Mel imagined a row of big red barns, each with a different kind of farm animal living inside.

“I’m Mel.”

She scanned the rest of the area with her flashlight.

“Do you live here?” It now occurred to her that she may be trespassing, and she didn’t want to get in trouble.

@whalekeeper

Melissa

Mel turned and pointed at the path she had just come from, accidentally dropping her stick as she did so. She crouched down to pick it up again.