Here is my new rp blog ^^ It is a repurposed blog though so all of the post past the one say its been repurposed are speech and debate things. But other then that the blog is ready. I will be replying to all post with this one so don’t freak out. Love you all!
Ok so I’m looking for two face claims. The two are brothers, but they don’t look a lot alike because heir mom was american and their dad was asian.
Garth: Garth is a tall slightly thin dark haired guy (young adult) who uses people a lot and is usually the bad guy. “Life his like a game of chess and I’m controlling the pieces” -Garth Tikoto
Jiro: Jiro is a slight buff street race car driver who has brown hair and even though he steals and races illegally he is always willing to stop and help people. He plays Herra’s boyfriend in my books. “Stopping to help someone is something everyone can do. Even the worst of us” -Jiro Tikoto
I was thinking that I might give Herra her own blog instead of having her on my personal one. What do you guys think (theres like only two of yous so please do let me know)?
Stop posting food your making me hungry XD
"Sure you don’t want some?"
"So of corse I do"
rebloggable by request; i hope i can help someone out there xoxo
i needed this so bad..
weightlesslives:This might be the most accurate thing I’ve read everPosting on Tumblr is like talking to your cat. You don’t know if they are listening, and you don’t know if they care, but for some reason, it still helps.
And sometimes they attack you completely unprovoked.
Quick genderswapped sketch of a scene from the first Thor movie!
Caspian growled, not willing to reveal his true nature yet. “I don’t know! Maybe it’s another strange trait you have. Human.” he snarled, his ears pinned flat against his head as he stared the girl in the eye. “What are you?” He narrowed his large golden eyes on her, once he got what he needed, he would surely kill her. No one trespassed on his territory without paying for it.
Herra felt like throwing a punch at him, but she was to week and she knew it. “Thats not how it works” Herra replied nowing full well the extent of her mutation. She felt the urge to explain her situation, but if this tiger was truly a tiger then he wouldn’t care and with much frustration Herra tightened her fists.
"I’m Experiment X… I’m a wolf blood as they say" Herra answered her sharp canines showing and her fists clenched. It was hard for Herra to hold her self back. She was an inpatient and a hot head all of which don’t work out when your week and can barley move. But Herras wounds were healing and a small smile began to tickle at the edge of her lips.
Everybody has some kind of scar. Send me a ✗ to hear about a physical scar my character has, or a ✧ to hear about an emotional/mental scar.
Herra looked at him regretfully. She had never shown anyone her scars and the mental ones she never even let her self think about. But one step at a time right? So with much hesitation Herra took off her leather jacket to reveal an upper arm full of scars “They did a lot to me” Herra muttered before lifting up her hands “I trained so much. It never ended” Herra looked at her scared hands and winced. She tried not to think about it, but they were there and they were never going to go away. But there was one more scar. the one above her left hip. It was a brand that read ‘X-50’ And she wasn’t willing to share the curse.
Herra’s thoughts started to drift and as soon as she realized she jerked her jacket back on and looked away “Its over now. I’m free. It doesn’t matter what happened then. I’m a different person now” Herra said with an angered look. “Very different”