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(DANGIT THE IC GLITCH)
A mix of alot of interaction thread you see everyday on th. It's simple, what would your character do to the character above?. Maybe hang out with them? Catch them stealing? Make them your servant? Travel the multiverse to put the bee movie script on an undestructable floating banner in every single universe? Or just have a nice tea? Whatever your character would like to do, they do.
Still dont know how it's done? Here's some Examples:
User A posts first
[IC] Character A : "I, character A, am always first! User B posts in response to above, B's character wants the oc above as it's doll
[IC] Character B :"Oh, arent you beautiful? It's sad how your ego is a bit too high for others to handle. Maybe, just maybe, you could be a rare doll to my collection~ maybe that way you can feel loved and not be hurt anymore~~" User C posts in response to character B, C's Character doesn't want to do anything bcuz it's afraid
[IC] Character C : C stood still and looked at B in horror. Never in it's life has it ever seen a person so horrific as B. But it couldn't run because of it's paranoid thoughts User D posts in response to Character C, D's character wants to slap oc C because it's angry of C
[IC] Character C : *slaps character C* "yoU ARE SUCH A LOSER! YOU SHOULD'VE STAND UP FOR THAT BIG MEANIE, STINKY PANTS OF A BULLY!!!"
Next important part are the Rules!
- Please read the above OC bio before responding. Referencing the oc above's bio is the main purpose of the game
- This is a SFW game, so please keep your post SFW. Flirting and romance are alright as long as the user above is comfortable with it and not a mino-adult relationship
- Sensitive themes such as violence are a ok as long as they are blacked out like this or spoilered
- It is suggested to claim before posting to avoid being ninja'd
- This is an In character game. Which means you'll be roleplaying with the character above and writing how the interaction will go
- At least 5 sentence minimum or try to be fair with your word count.
Now that's out of the way, the first person gets a free claim!
*There was a long moment of awkward silence between Discord and Amber. Finally, Discord spoke up in order to break the silence.*
"So If I am correct, you enjoy horror movies, video games and drawing?"
*Amber nodded*
"those are all terrible pass times so, do not expect anything 'fun' like that." Discord said.
"oh. Okay?" Amber replied not really sure how to feel.
"How about we just drink this tea here and read a few books? No talking allowed." Discord said as he poured tea into a couple dainty cups.
"sure... I guess." Amber took the tea, and she honestly couldn't wait for her encounter to end.
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tsk tsk tsk! It's okay Beiter. I know that being demoted was very difficult for you, but you deserved it for losing the paper work. Maybe you can watch my cat for a living. Your tiny little mind could probably handle that. *sips tea with pride*
s t a b y o u
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I'd rather kill myself than watch your ugly dog. Keep it away from me, lest it be stabbed as well.
"Oooh," Kwash leans down to inspect Beiter. She tilts her head curiously. She absolutely loved learning about other species, and it was great that this 'Doctor Beiter' gave her a chance to! Well, technically? He definitely didn't give her the chance.... It was more like Kwash saw the chance to corner someone and ask questions and took it. "You're an odd little alien I've never seen before. And trust me, I've seen a lot," As she stands up she takes Beiter with her, picking him up by the collar of his outfit. She leans foward, flashing her large fangs. "I wonder what you taste like."
There's a pause for a few more seconds before she drops Beiter and lets out an uproarious laugh. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding! I am curious about your species though. Maybe you can tell me about it!? I've got lotsa of money too, if you're the type that needs'ta be bribed. C'mooooooooon! Spill it, little man, before I spill your guts." Another pause. "Kidding, kidding!"
Jackal is almost on his knees. He has stars in his eyes just looking at Kwash.
"Oh, my, GOSH! Dude, I'm like, in total awe of you right now! You look awesome, you sound awesome, AND you like rock music?!
"I was a rockstar in my prime! Guitar was my favorite instrument, because in my opinion it could fill just about any song with energy and soul. Hey, do you know how to play any instruments? I could teach you a few, so you can start making some hits yourself! Took me only a few months to learn how to play everything under the damn sun, so I bet I could get you playing the guitar in a week too, tops! We gotta rock out together, ASAP!
"And hey, you like to fight too, right? I'd be down to take you on, one-on-one. I think it would be really fun to try and fight someone with strength and ability like yours! Gotta warn you though, I'm a tough shot!" Jackal chuckled.
Illus is very intrigued by this other ghost. He seems to be quietly contemplating greeting them, but too afraid to approach. He does, however, give a friendly 3 handed wave and a shy smile!
Long lashes fluttered closed once, twice, three times as she stared at the male before her. He was translucent, shimmering a hazy crystal blue. "You are beautiful!" The kitsune shimed, her full lips curling into a smile as her thick, fluffy black tail swayed exuberantly. "You seem like a sweet soul, do you want to watch the Sakura blossoms with me for a spell? I promise I won't play a prank!" She assured him with a soft, pleading smile.
"A cassowary with a metal leg? Heh, sometimes life surprises me when I think ive seen it all before." He smirked devilishly. Then, from out of nowhere came a wickedly sharp daggar, the tip pressing right underneath Hectors chin to the skin of the neck. The silver metal was cold as ice itself.
Chiel leaned forward, the smirk still there but his eyes as merciless and distant as ever. "So, ive got a proposition for you, since you do look strong enough for the task." He whispered. "I have someone who i'd rather see... go away, if you get what I mean by that. His name is Ambros, another archangel. I suggest that you do what I say..." Chiel muttered. "Otherwise, I might go with another plan that I had in store for you, one that you would like a lot less."
"Oh, what are you, a real Angel? I've never seen one of you before. Those wings are beautiful- of course, not as beautiful as me." Tide tilts his head as he peaks his head out from the waters of the small sea cave. He is, for a moment, fixated on the wings and the person who has them, but his attention quickly turns to the shiny bit of jewelry on Chiel's neck. I must have that. Something new that has never seen the dirty ocean floor- something that would make me truly beautiful and impressive.
"Say," He rests his hands crossed on the water as if it was a solid surface and moves a bit closer. "You know... I can tell. You're not the greatest person, but I don't mind. I'm not a judger, and whatever you're up to must be interesting." He moves closer, coming up to the edge of the waters and resting his hand on the rock ledge, right at the man's feet. "I know a lot about this area and it's people. I would be happy to tell you this information- for a price. I'm sure an angel could offer up a few shiny things I've never seen before- perhaps things that do not tarnish or rust, as I grow tired of replacing my accessories."
Tide feels a sinking feeling in his gut. Something about this feels off, perhaps truly dangerous, but in the pursuit of beauty.... He swallows his feeling and extends out one of his hands. "What do you say, hmm? Deal?"
Christine let out a gasp upon the sight of Tide, one hand shooting up to cover her mouth in a momentary shocked silence. The womans eyes darted over her shoulder in search of her assistant "Tommy," she called in an urgent whisper: "Tommy look! G-get me the- I need the- oh, nevermind, I have it." New-fangled camera was so light that the woman had forgotten it was strapped around her neck. She raised the mechanism up to her eye-level, and started taking photograph after photograph, sneaking nearer with every shot, even when the strange creature had surely seen her. Christine was her usual unafraid self, clearly taking priority on documenting the encounter over working out if "it" was sentient or not. She was determined to see how close she could get to the creature before it no-doubt slunk off.
Cornelius’s wings fluttered behind him as he stared at the lady, his normally neutral and scolding face turned into slack-jawed surprise.
“You can see me...?”, the man managed to utter, getting a close look at the woman in front of him.
“Expensive tastes, that camera... A journalist, right?”
He paced to the side and back for a moment, before his head shot up, his eyebrows raised. “Investigative! You must be a believer in ghosts, correct? I have met people such as you, although they tend to be quite few and far between.”, he said, barely managing to hide his wings at the snap of a photo.
“Perhaps I could buy you a coffee, we could figure this out...? I’d rather not be discovered, see”, the man paused, wringing his hands together before continuing, “I am doubtful they would believe you anyway, but...”
Cornelius looked away, still awe-stricken that he had been noticed.
He knew what he would do. He would convince them, or attempt to convince them to forget what they had seen entirely.
He couldn’t risk getting his wings clipped over an article, could he?