February202013
<Follows on from “gods and men” Loki catches Eric for his part and spitefully takes out his anger on the metal-bender. Mild torture>
Loki had carefully picked the prison for this particular captive. It had taken a lot of work, but he had successfully managed to have the place constructed. Miles underground, far from the nearest mortal dwelling or construct, was the stone room. He’d carefully inspected everything, there was no hint of metal anywhere to be found and even he discarded his weapons and armour long before he came to visit this particular guest. His orders had been quite clear. Little food, only enough water to survive. And now he proudly glanced over the scant work. Mortals really were so fragile without their basic needs met. The man hadn’t been exposed to light for over a week either and by now would be well accustomed to the near pitch blackness of the room. That was partly so he wouldn’t notice the pounding headache from his dehydration. Loki smiled cruelly, summonng a bright light to fill every corner of the room without warning. “Good evening, it is evening - so you know. I imagine the days have blurred together.”
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February122013
Hetalia roleplay with scotland and england. England has flu and the other uk brothers have run off leaving scotland to take care of him.
Scotland didn’t really cook all that often, he tended to buy frozen and just stick that in the oven for about half an hour. He was pretty determined that he could cook though - but now wasn’t the time to try and test it out, so the chicken soup he was heating up for england had come out of a can. England was upstairs in bed, the rest of his siblings had dumped the job of making sure he ate and drank on Scott then disappeared out the front door, not that Scotland minded too much. He put out his cigarette before dishing out the soup into a bowl and taking it up to his brother - would hate for him to think Scott had been smoking indoors. Soup, bread and water - thats what you gave to sick people right? He knocked on the door before he went in, putting the bowl and glass on the table beside his bed. “Dinner is served.”
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September252012
Anonymous asked: rp jean and scott plox. you beautiful people
Can do :)
June302012
<Harry potter roleplay featuring Remus Lupin and Severus Snape. This takes place after Remus resigned as defence against the dark arts teacher at hogwarts - just after Harry visited him while he packed.>
After telling a few certain people of Lupin’s ‘condition’ the other day you would think he would be smug but he wasn’t. He winced slightly it would take another day or two for it all to fully heal but the general marks were gone. That place and that moment…again. It haunted him like no other and as he’d expected the werewolf couldn’t control himself so it was only in everyone best interests that he have Lupin leave. Dumbledore would have him stay longer but it just wasn’t safe, he’d seen for himself. He walked past potter, guessing he’d gone to say goodbye to him and was aware of the arrogant look he held, just like his father. He didn’t change his expression as he knocked and entered not waiting too long.
“Good morning Severus,” Remus sounded tired… he was. He had only transformed a few days ago and had started packing even before Snape had leaked his secret. To be honest, he was weary of heart - he would have resigned anyway, now certain people who could keep Remus out of work were aware of his condition. Any chances dashed in an instant. Carelessness would cost him everything in life it seemed.
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June192012
<avengers featuring Loki and Bruce>
Loki spotted Bruce from afar before passing him casually in the street. No fancy armour, just his suit and scarf. He knew Bruce would follow him, and as he only wanted a private word he hoped the psychopath would stay calm. He wandered down the street and along an alley, waiting there quietly.
Bruce had been outside, thinking to himself. It was odd being back in a civilised place. Lots of people. Loud noises. hell on earth. It was good to be back though. Made him feel that tiny bit normal, he would only really come out at night where no one was around and he could breath in some nice air. Apparently shield wanted him to go with them on this hunt for Loki, after reading the notes he was sure this would go wrong. Loki was more clever then that surely he wouldn’t fall for something as simple as a group of freaks running at him from all sides. He sat down in the park when he saw him…Loki? well it matched the description and picture only far more casual. He got up and generally followed him just to see what he was doing so happily strolling around, turning down an alley he had realised this was a trap, but what kind of trap… if Loki was anything like he’d been told there was a general plan behind this and he was sure waking up the hulk wasn’t on his to do list.
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June142012
< This is a crossover roleplay featuring X-men first class characters Charles and Eric as well as Thor and Loki from the avengers. After an incident in which Loki injured Eric, Eri decides to try and take him down - something Charles cant let him do alone. This is exceedingly long - over 7,000 words. Just a warning.>
“Let me try it my way Eric.”
Charles didn’t usually dive headfirst so completely into someone’s mind but Loki was dangerous and risking losing control of him was something the telepath refused to do. //You are not welcome here Charles Xavier, but if you insist on staying..// Loki’s voice echoed around the corridor that was Loki’s mind, long and dark – without a visible end. A door slammed shut with an abrupt snap and Charles was suddenly painfully unaware of his physical shell – of the world around him. Shocked, he tried to pull out of Loki’s mind but found his mental projection of himself unable to go anywhere. To get free he would have to open the right door.
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7AM
He had been dreaming, his mind flitting from person to person - picking up bits and pieces from each of their memories and thoughts, being soothed by their peaceful slumber. Raven’s dream was particularly calm - just sunlight on her skin, her real skin, in a meadow. His mind lingered here for a time and he gratefully enjoyed the false warmth before moving on to… activity. Solitary focus. His eyes flickered open with a soft groan. Eric. Sitting up in bed he tried to detach himself from Eric’s consciousness but it was like any thinking activity on little sleep - don’t think of something and its all you can think about. Getting up he followed the now carefully muffled thoughts to where Eric was reading quietly. “Couldn’t sleep?”
Eric was flicking through the papers, checking he wasn’t doing anything wrong. After so many years of searching, he was still no closer to catching him; he knew he hadn’t done anything wrong but still nothing. He wouldn’t be able to sleep, he didn’t want to. Some dreams were better left in the dark. “You know I couldn’t sleep, its why your here” he said looking unimpressed.
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6AM
/Warning - this story contains both physical and psychological torture. The avengers featuring Captain America and Loki./
Blearily opening his eyes to the world, his head objected with pain as he was coming too after being completely knocked out. It wasn’t even hit it was the magic stuff, it got him straight on when he was on his own and then nothing. Trying to move was useless, but he kind of guessed so when he saw a large room with four walls and stuff he didn’t want to know about. Question is who actually had him? Was it Loki? Had that little rat managed to get hold of him, well this was just embarrassing. Pulling his noticed his arms tied behind him and both legs attached to the chair along with his chest. So they knew he could break through rope well what else did they know? Generally he looked normal apart from the big muscles. All he knew was he was ok at the moment but something didn’t feel right.
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