\\ I apologize for those expecting replies, but there will be more. I am suicidal and I'm struggling to pay my bills, I'm now 500$ in debt just to try to pay said bills, and I don't have enough. I will never have enough. I really really tried.

"look mommy, A shooting star!"

"Nature made me a freak. Man made me a weapon. And God made it last too long" Rp Acount Dark themes N/SFW Minors DNI Serious/Not serious Crossover friendly Friendly writer #MVRP/#DCRP/#ComicRP

@weaponxlogann.bsky.social [If it bleeds, mutant? If it bleeds.] The Yautja is taunting the Deadliest Man Alive on a nice summer night.

The Hunter grasped at Batgirl's throat. His mask's modulator spoke, clearly not the beast's voice. "Bat Man. Location. Now." The fifth time this alien had asked for Bruce.

Some trophies are worth displaying. This... "homelander" man was no more than a stepping stone to a mighty Yautja.

The Yautja returned to the dense thicket, crouching down to tend to the reader. This Yautja had taken you in during his hunt. For a murderous alien hunter, the Predator was rather doting. It watched you with curiosity as you drank the water and ate the junk food it stole for you.

// bringing back my Jungle Hunter Yautja for the Halloween season, depending on interaction rate. Sfw, NSFW, Combat, AUs, it's all game.

@the-man-of-steel.bsky.social Metropolis was cold most evenings, but things were gonna heat up tonight. A ship lands almost silently outside, north of the city. It's passenger exits and when the coast is clear, decloaks. "Destination Reached, Earth." The Hunter's scanner chimed.

// I want to write with others here I just need y'all to understand that life doesn't let up for a fucking second on me as of late. I'm focused on housing myself for the upcoming year, facing unemployment again, and a myriad of health problems of my wife. That said, I will try and be active.

Should I bring back Amy?

"You can't run anymore, Quinn! Come out, and I promise, it will be over quickly." He said, decowling as he walked around where he last saw the jester. Harley already knew it was Jason, come to get his revenge. #openrp looking for a Harley Quinn, or any Arkhamverse RP. NSFW is earned.

"It's funny, Tim. You are a good Robin. Not better than me, but you got guts. Counts for something." #openrp #DcRp

"vIdEo gAmEs CaNt bE BeAuTiFuL!" Aight bet

"Bruce is dead, in my timeline. Grayson, Barbara, Drake... They've left Gotham for good. No one left but me. So forgive me, if I don't jump at the chance to hop universes." Jason frowned, flicking his blue visor back down.

Jason clung to the landing truss of the police chopper. Patrol night; busy till the ass-crack of dawn. This wasn't the most flashy way to get around, but it helped fly under the radar. He hummed to himself. "...na na na, hmm-hmm.."

"He always taught me to be prepared."

"Multiverse? No thank you. Got enough problems cleaning up the Bat's mess he made of MY city."

"Yea. That's right. No, Pepperoni AND Sausage. Yeah. Mhmm. Got it, thanks again." Jason hung up on the delivery guy and sat back down in his chair, looking out at the evening sky rolling to night. His phone buzzed, a notif. #openrp #dcrp #marveloc

"I have an ARMY! I know EXACTLY how you fight, how you THINK! Hide in your cave, because I love a good chase."

Out on Patrol, The Knight turns to face the citizen he just set down, this being one of the few nights it wasn't raining in Gotham. In a heavily altered voice, his helmet asks. "Hey. You okay?"

"I know your next move. Shit, I've trained my whole life for this chance. I am going to end this."

Should I bring back My Arkham Knight Jason Todd, or maybe my Symbiote OC Ethan, or stick with what I've got?

K'no nodded, sitting on a small log stump that had been sawed the day before, not far from the front of the shop. At least, talking distance. His large tail curled around the stump, the end of which sat comfortably over his knees. He then placed his paws on his hat tie, undoing it. Out from the >

// Pic for your visual pleasure I apologize for being absent. Life has hit me hard these past months and I haven't had the energy to write. I do want to keep writing, but I see more and more of the community being one of the two: Really eloquent and talented writers or smut. Both have their place.

"This cat thanks you, with more than coins, sir. " K'noshiro set down a heavy leather satchel, which was tied at one end with braided threads. He reached in and took out a hefty sum, over 30 gold and 20 silver. The offer of payment, was done with genuine concern. Seemed despite the gold, K'no >

Another character who never left my development stage: Arthur Concordia.

// someone plz edit this into a sick af adidas ad

K'no unlatched the scabbard and blade, resting it on the blacksmith's own hands gently. "It is... Steel, I believe. It was forged well before I was a cub, but I've tried to keep it out of the elements." His whiskers twitched slightly at the heat of the nearby forge. He was used to colder climates.

// Just some screenshots I was proud of

"Nay, sir. I wish for you to repair my blade. It is quite important to me, and has held me steadily along my journeys. The hilt is damaged and bent, and the blade isn't as sharp as before." The snow leopard untied a small satchel at his waist. "I've gold, please." This cat seemed desperate

Lili looked up at who struck the beast, only to find a similar white-clad wanderer standing up on a hill. No words exchanged, but Lili wished she could've thanked her.

// not rp related but I got Legend of Zelda Twilight Princess running again. The adventures of Blink begin again

Before Lili was truly abandoned, she was under the protection of Krom, a loyal guardsman. Sadly, whilst looking for shelter, he was struck in the head with a bandit's arrow. An unceremonious end to a brave soul, and one whose death left Lili truly alone.

Lilith, the lost princess. Once next in line for the throne of another continent, she has been exiled and overthrown. Now left in a land and world that wants nothing to do with her, Lili wanderers and earns a living as a dancer. May rp her later, we'll see

@ultathesmith.bsky.social A feline approaches, bipedal. He sets down a large odachi, clearly seen better days. "Greetings. I am told you are the finest smith this far west. I was hoping to have my blade repaired by you. I'm more than willing to pay."

// callback to whoever this guy was, and his fashion. He is the oppisite of Marigold's outfit, and i adore it.

Though firing pistols and chasing bountys WAS fun, truly, nothing made Marigold more cheerful than fishing! 🎣 If you'd like to join her, go ahead! #mvrp #openrp

The redhead knelt down, beside the drunken individual. Her voice was sweet and kind, but clearly had a twang to it. "Heya. You alright there? Looks like you had one too many, hm?" #openrp #mvrp

This phasing through caught him off guard, leaving him clutching his chest in conufsion. Once he turned around, however, the eatery unfolded before him. A cresent in which Loki sat in the middle of was in the center of what was once a collapsed hallway. "Ah! Loki, you... hmm?"

Marigold, in monochrome.

"Damn hills are being too silent."

The cat huffed, frustrated. He spoke once more, ensuring to FIRMLY knock this time. Due to the sheer size of his paws, though, the know was more like a thud. "I am not here to slay you, please. Open the door so we may speak as equals." He was frustrated, but he would rather avoid a fight >

Only those who have seen hell unfold, are meant to see the beauty that was always infront of them. Any soul who gazes out... An open invitation, for a fair honest fight. Marigold awaited challengers. #openrp #mvrp #fightrp

That hour long video IS coming. But, the process of recording without interruption is a hassle. I wish there was a way to take Marigold out of Online mode and into Story mode. Even if it's just for exploring. I am on PS4. My pc can not run RDO, nor do i have space. If you can help, dm me.

[If you like this post, you are cute and would watch an hour long video of Marigold riding along. I will do it. IF

Marigold is a menace; she will purposely stand outside and smile at passersby. Unblinking. When asked why, she said, "Oh, well, it keeps folks ain't worth my time away." Still creepy.

The cat laughed and placed his hand upon his hat, removing it. This showed his remarkably fluffy and messy fur atop his head. Hat-hair, a problem Loki surely could symapthize with. "If you'd ask it of me, what kind of man would I be if I did not at least try." >

K'no had his tail nipped by a slaughterfish and, as such, is running for dear life in shock. "By the moons! The water has bit me!"