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Name: Crepes, or you can refer to me by my face claim
Age: 21
Timezone: CST, GMT -5
Languages: English: Native, Spanish: Advanced, Mandarin: Intermediate

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POV: Third only.
Length: Multi-para... Usually novella.
Style: Light Purple Prose, detailed but not ridiculously so. A lot of character thought included.
Reply Speed: No longer than five days. Probably faster due to quarantine. If I take longer than five days feel free to poke me.
Smut: Only do it when necessary for plot. No furries, no scat, no piss, no age play/pedophilia, and I do not act out rape.

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Reply within a week, or give me a head's up that you'll take longer.
Equal effort when it comes to plotting.
Comparable length and detail in replies.
Enthusiasm! I get excited about plots so I want my rp partner to do the same.
Consent when it comes to significant plot points.
Kindness and honesty. I try my best to be kind to others so I like the same treatment. If you're not feeling a plot point or want to change something/end the plot just let me know!

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Face Claim: Kim Junmyeon ; Suho from EXO
Gender: Male
Orientation: Flexible depending on the plot, open to rping with all genders though.

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TAKEN 2/2
Angst, Drama, Possible Horror, Possible Romance

Character A:  A talented painter who is beginning to lose their sight

Character B: The demon (or devil depending on what we’d like to do) who gives them the deal of a lifetime

When you’re an artist, your eyes mean the world to you. They are your greatest asset, with your hands falling in a close second place. I never thought that some day my own eyes would be at risk, that what I valued so closely would eventually become my own downfall. No cure, no way to make it stop. That was what the doctor told me… and it was a tough reality to handle. For if I can’t see… how do I paint? I fell into a depression, struggled to find my muse again before I would soon never be able to paint again. Then you came late at night, with a daunting aura and slick smile. You assure me that you can not only stop the process of my eyes losing use, but even restore them to full health. All I have to do is be in your debt… forever. Perhaps against my better judgement I agree. If only I knew that it would mean seeing between dimensions and having to paint fucking portals to hell.

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1/2
Drama, Slight Comedy, Romance, Possible Angst
Character A: A space captain who gets sucked into a black hole and ends up on an alien planet.
Character B: An alien resident who takes him in.

Perhaps flying through a black hole was not my best decision… But let’s be real, my idiocy began way before then. So much for taking that shortcut I had dreamed of. Then I end up here… on some alien planet that is very… well beautiful. Except the moment I wake up, I hear sirens and what sounds like some type of shouting. Considering the fact that I’m well… a criminal in space that’s a little terrifying. So I run, of course, and then I end up busting into your house. And you’re scared shitless, but I have my language translator with me so I at least I can beg for your help. But I have to admit… I never expected you to agree.

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Maybe... just maybe he had not thought this through enough.

That was the first idiotic thought to pop into his mind as he looked at the flashing radar before him. His eyes widened, skin glistening with sweat. There was just not enough time for him to think between the noise of his members' panicking, the siren of the system, and the repeated warning from the central deck. Junmyeon needed silence, just a few seconds of silence to try and think this through but he was not being afforded such a luxury. He had to think rapidly, put everything into perspective and make a decision. He'd made a miscalculation and now it could potentially cost him his life and the life of his entire crew. It was all because he had selfishly wanted to take a shortcut. If he had known the shortcut would mean certain death, he'd have never done it. Now, he had two minutes at most to try and fix this.

"C-Captain! The black hole is just ahead, we don't have time to avoid it."

Junmyeon's gaze shot to the pilot, holding up a hand, indicating that he just needed one moment. It wasn't like he had exactly been taught how to get away from a black hole in space criminal school. From what he'd heard, the only thing you could do was avoid them by any means necessary. Avoidance wasn't exactly an option anymore. When you can't avoid something and can't run away... what's left? Instantly, his dark eyes lit up, snapping his fingers. It was arguably an even stupider plan than his original one of taking a short cut. Except this time they truly had no option. It was either this or just give up. Junmyeon wasn't the type to give up without a fight.

"Throw it forward! All engines at full speed. We're going straight through, as fast as possible. Try to keep the ship upright and steady." He commanded, voice seeming to overpower everything in the moment. As soon as the words left his lips, there seemed to be a brief, tense silence that fell over the command room. Surely, his entire crew thought that he had officially lost his mind, but there was no time to argue. "I promise you, this is the /best/ idea." He assured, shifting his gaze ahead to the mammoth of a black hole before them. It was gaping, intimidating and scarily quiet. The only noise was coming from their ship. His words seemed to work, or perhaps his crew also realized they had no option. They could only do something they'd never heard of: try to fly through it. They each ran to their positions, frantically flipping all the engine switches up, pulling the steering mechanism with all of their strength.

The closer they got, the more they felt the sheer power of the phenomenon before them. So much so that Junmyeon had to run down the stairs from his seat and grab hold of the steering wheel as well, using all of his strength to assist his pilot in keeping the ship steady. His gaze was locked on the absolute darkness that began to engulf them, feeling his own heartbeat speed up. It'd be a lie if he said he wasn't about to piss himself, but he knew he had to maintain some semblance of confidence for the sake of his crew. Just as the nose of the ship began to enter the hole, Junmyeon lifted his head, a dazzling smile gracing his features.

"I'll see you guys on the other side of this." He shouted out, before squeezing his eyes shut.

His stomach felt like it was going to jump out of his body, or maybe he was going to vomit. He was struggling to breathe, maybe the oxygen supply was running out. The ship began to rattle, and Junmyeon could hear what sound like bodies dropping around him.  His eyes shot open, or at least he thought but everything was still completely dark. Though before he could even begin to make sense of that, his eyes fluttered shut, hands slipping from the steering device and his own body went tumbling to the metal floor of the ship as well.

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Byun Baekhyun
Bang Chan

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1/2
Angst, Violence (War), Romance, Slight Comedy

Character A: An ancient God of war who has been asleep for centuries

Character B: A follower who wakes them for help

The temple… I’d always heard of it in verbal legend. It was something I had never quite believed in… after all, how am I to believe in something I’ve never seen? It was said that you had fallen asleep because the people stopped praying to you once peace had fallen over the lands. And yet now, the peace has ended, and war has broken out again. Thus I went searching for your abandoned temple to seek your help for my people, our land. I never expected to actually find it, but then I did. Alas… covered in vines and spider webs, but still standing. Then I present you with what I was told I was needed. Fresh blood, a freshly sharpened sword, the best fruits in the land. And my God… you actually rose. With your flawless appearance, you presented yourself… We’re saved. We’re truly saved.
[male preferred ]

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Park Sooyoung | Supernatural Au | Replied
Kim Jungwoo | Sci-Fi Au | Replied
Xu Jiaqi | My Room | Replied
Oh Sehun | Sehun's Room | Replied
Nadine Lustre | Nadine's Room | Replied
Park Jinyoung | Jinyoung's Room | Replied
Cha Eunwoo | My Room | Replied
Han Taehwi | Taehwi's Room | Replied
Kim Hyolyn | Mafia AU Room | Replied
Kim Wonpil | Greek AU Room | Need to reply
Kim Jongin | Jongin's Room | Replied
Lee Taeyong | Cafe | Replied

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Drama, Angst, Possible Violence, Possible Romance

Character A: A masterful sword craftsman

Character B: The underworld criminal who abducts them

An art passed down from generation to generation. Perfection mastered by my ancestors, forged into my very being. It runs in my blood. Our household name seems to be more like a legend now that runs through all the homes in the land. A form of secrecy meant to protect the emperor perhaps, as we have long been his greatest weapon. It’s said their family’s reign began solely because of the sword one of my ancestors crafted for them. They aren’t for everyone… that was the first lesson my father taught me. A sword is like a soul, it takes on the characteristics of the one who holds him. Thus we only craft for those with good intent. At least, that /was/ the case until you and your crew came. How you found my home, I don’t even know. But now I’m being asked to break everything that’s been taught to me. However, I either abide for now… or die. I would take the latter option if only my family line would not end with me. I can’t let that happen.

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2/2
Drama, Mild Angst, Romance, Mentions of Gang Activity

Character A: A notorious gang leader who has just been released from prison

Character B: The past partner (and baby momma/dad) who has tried to move on without them

It’s been said in this life that you can never have a sense of normalcy. That was always something I had followed. Then you slid into my life, quickly becoming one of the most valuable members in my gang. You were beautiful, intelligent and so damn tempting. What was supposed to be a one night stand escalated into multiple… then a fuck-buddy arrangement and finally a full on relationship. It was love, no doubt about it. Even though all my members told me not to, I couldn’t help it. It was my very own addiction. Then we were expecting, and of course I had to propose. But like all good things in my life, it all came crumbling down when I got arrested. All because of a rat. Sentenced to 10 years, only served 6… Good behavior of course. Only for me to come out and find out that you’d completely disappeared with my child. That wasn’t the problem though, it was that once I found you, you were already trying to move on. Have you forgotten about me that quickly? Have you forgotten who you are? Hasn’t anyone ever told you that you can’t just run away from a gang… you’re not done until I say you are.

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TAKEN 2/2
Romance, Slight Angst, Smut (doesn’t have to be included)
Character A: A highly religious person who is holding out onto marriage for sex
Character B: The incubus who is set on ruining that

I’ve had my eye set on you for a while. Someone so religious, so devoted to this God of yours. It disgusted me how much you lived your life by his principles, going out of your way to be this holy person. But it also intrigued me. It made me want you more. In fact, I had to take you. Ruin you. I’ve been pretty bored over these centuries, I can’t remember the last time I’ve gotten the chance to ruin a soul this pure. So I attempt to seduce you in your dreams, but even then you avoid. I take this personally, and for the first time in centuries, I get into my human form and walk the earth as one. Solely for the purpose of seducing you and ruining your soul.
[ Preferably Male for the ‘sinful homosexual’ aspect of it! But I’m open! ]

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1/2
Fantasy, Drama, Possible Romance, Angst

Character A: A high ranking demon who loses their memory

Character B: The naive angel who takes them in

I’m not allowed to curse but if I could I would. Because it’s just my luck! You come stumbling into my life all beat up and on death bed. I know I should turn you in but I can’t because you look so… harmless. It makes me feel sick, that people of my own kind could do this. I know a war is raging and that we must be vigilant in stopping the likes of you… the evil. But when you’re laying there, you seem normal… almost pathetically so. And then to make matters worse, you wake up with no memory of who you are… what you are. It’s in my nature to be good to you, to help you. And it’d be a lie if I said you weren’t starting to grow on me. But I know there’s no way this can end up well. By this point though, I’m already in too deep.

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Zombie!AU, Drama, Violence, Romance (Optional)

Character A: A head researcher who played a part in creating this disease

Character B: Someone who has lost everything thanks to it

It was called a "freak accident of nature." We all knew it was anything but that. The lab I was in had been developing this for years under the request of the government. Partly to push our society and economy into a future full of lavish success. But there's no such thing as success and power without sacrifice. If only I had known it would be this dire. Or perhaps I did know? Maybe I was just in denial about the true ramifications. There's no denying it now though. The disease has spread nearly everywhere. It has led to the complete downfall of civilization as we know it. I've only survived by luck up until this point, although I know I don't deserve it. One day though, luck was not in my favor. But then you came sweeping in, saving me on a whim. I was thankful but then you realize who I am and, with good reason, you want to kill me. But I can make a cure, I assure you. And so you spare me, but you never fail to let me know that I'm living on borrowed time.

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Romance, Angst, Mentions of Violence, Mentions of Drug Use
Character A: A drug dealer (and user)
Character B: The Narcotics Anonymous Coach that wants to get chara A clean

I was once of the opinion that you shouldn’t use your own product. That was until I realized just how hopeless this path is. Every successful drug dealer has their own addiction, if it’s not the shit they sell then it’s definitely something else. You have to find a way to numb yourself to your pain… and the pain you cause others. This is just how I choose to do so. It’s been working pretty damn well for me too, despite what you say. Ever since you’ve come into my life, you’ve been trying to force me to join that pathetic group of yours. You call it a way out, I call it prolonged death. After all, the only way out of this is only death, and if I’m going to give up, it’ll be on my terms.