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this thread will contain plots or whatever else i need it to house for any and all roleplays.
 

themysteriousashe

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a little magic to stop a little hell.


Screams of terror fill the night, footsteps smacking the pavement. The ground is slick with fresh rain, but that isn't a surprise in Florence, Oregon. However, the terrified individual slips, their shoes slowing their journey. Their breath appears in the air as they pant, trying to suck air into their burning lungs. Their heart pounds, not just due to the exercise, but in fear. Fight or flight mode is activated, and the individual chose flight. They have no idea what they witnessed as they sauntered on the sidewalks that evening.

They search their surroundings, trying to find anywhere to hide. Alleyways aren't good, they'll trap the individual. Anything outside a building doesn't provide adequate protection. God only knows whatever the thing they saw could do. They run to the nearest shop, jiggling the door handle. Dammit. It's locked. They try the next one and the next one, running out of options. As they're checking a handle, they hear faint stomping on the wet pavement. The creature is gaining on them. They flee from the door, their legs beginning to ache from running without stopping.

Soon, hey come across a shop, a light on. It's a peculiar shop, but they need to hide somewhere. They run to the door, quickly twisting the knob. It's unlocked. They yank the door open, running into the shop and slamming the door behind them. They quickly turn around, locking the door behind them. They pant aggressively, trying to regain their breath as sweat drips down their brow and back, drenching the clothing keeping them warm. Their back slides against the door, ducking out of view of the window.

The running on the pavement outside gets louder, snarling coming from the thing. The person freezes in terror, doing their best not to give away their hiding place. The creature runs by, not stopping to check the shop out. The individual lets out a shaky chuckle, tears pricking their eyes. They regain their breath and slowly slide up from their hiding place, their back to the stairs in the shop. A lithe figure comes down the staircase, dressed in a black dress with a flowing skirt and flowing sleeves.

"Can I help you, dear?" the woman asks. The individual jumps in fright, turning around. How do they explain what they saw to this woman? They aren't even sure of what they saw. Their eyes widen, their mouth opening. Nothing comes out, and they gulp, knowing they aren't supposed to be there. They begin to stutter and the woman chuckles gently. She gestures to a small table.

"Sit, child. Let me get a cup of tea, and then we can discuss what you saw," the woman climbed upstairs, her soft smile going into a thin line. Now was not the time for all hell to break loose.

Apologies for the long intro, but I thought I would do something to keep your attention. Now that you've made it this far, hello and welcome! The idea of this thread is sort of inspired by The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina. The premise of this thread is a portal to hell has been opened, and creatures are slowly sifting through into the human world. After first sighting of a creature by a human, the witches housed in Florence call an emergency meeting. They summon the two representatives of each coven from all over the world.

The representatives travel to Florence, being notified of what the issue is. It is up to them to figure out how the portal to hell was opened and shove the creatures back in hell. However, they will face problems in their task to keep the humans safe from what they do not need to witness. They may even face Lucifer himself.

It is up to you, witches, to ensure hell doesn't arrive on earth. If it does, the consequences may be grave.

rules.


-- all iwaku rules apply out of character and in character.
-- no harassment, fighting, bullying, etc. if this occurs, i will handle the issue and possibly get moderators involved.
-- this thread is adept at a minimum. i require a minimum of at least two decently sized paragraphs. they need to contain proper english, but i understand if english isn't your first language. if that applies to you, do your best.

i also understand if there are moments of low muse. i am not the best at coming up with ideas and tend to rush plots to move onto something else.
-- all forms of romance are allowed. no discrimination.
-- this thread will have a mature rating for the following: language, possible violence, possible gore, and dark themes. sexual content is prohibited on this thread.
-- if y'all want to do sexy times, please move it to another thread. we want to keep the story going, and i'm sure not everyone wants to see it.

if you do get to sexy times and make a separate thread for it, fade out in the thread and/or don't respond until the sexy times for your characters are done.
-- do not steal this form or anything on the character form. please do not change anything that doesn't need to be changed on the character form.
-- please try to make your posts look nice in the roleplay. it makes it easier on everyone if they are able to read your posts.
-- face claims are required. please no anime or drawn characters. this is a human roleplay.
-- you are limited to two characters. i would prefer if both weren't in the same coven.
-- try to keep the genders even. this isn't one of those, "only women are witches" threads.
-- please do not chat on the signup or roleplay thread.
-- don't control other people's characters or make your character the most powerful in the world. also, don't control everything. i was guilty of that with my characters and it just starts unwanted drama.
-- for now, i would like two witches per power. if there is a larger interest in this thread, i am more than happy to consider opening more positions.

if you've read all of the rules, please put your favorite animal as the first head canon in italics.

other stuff.


✦ CHARACTERS. ✦
put character, who plays them, and the type of witch they are in this area.
cosmic witch reserved by me, themysteriousashe.
voodoo witch reserved by zenith.
fire or green witch reserved by peach_moochi.




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themysteriousashe

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themysteriousashe

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1800's russia romance plot ideas:
-- my character is pretty much the bastard daughter of the king, but was born in noble status. the queen has passed and the king decides to finally recognize his bastard daughter and bring her up into royalty. she is very young, and he wants her to marry well. as soon as she is crowned the princess of russia, a large gathering is held to find her a suitable hand in marriage. many from across the world have heard of her beauty, and have crawled to see her. however, only one person catches her eye. they can be either or royal title from a different country (prince or king) or a high up noble in russia or from another country.
-- my character is of high noble blood in a famously known family in russia. she is old enough to marry, and her parents parade her about to other noblemen. the king of russia holds a birthday celebration for his son, who he is looking for the right woman to marry him. these events for his son serve that purpose. the king met my character when she was a young girl, and didn't believe she had much potential for his son. however, seeing her as a young woman, he is in disbelief to see how she has aged, and believes she will be the perfect fit for his son. he sets up a match, either to his son's enjoyment or dismay (son could be a playboy and indulge in women). if the son is dismayed, my character will have to find what it takes to earn his heart or she will be left in a miserable marriage. however, she isn't going to be easy to catch in his grasp either.
 

themysteriousashe

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marvel plot ideas with freya (loki and freya relationship):

as we all know in endgame, loki has created a new timeline for himself and god knows what he's up to. freya, unbeknownst to everyone, has been on the earth and not in asgard. she is taking a break from collecting the souls of warriors coming to her door. she wants to experience mortality and observe the human race. she watched the events of the infinity war from asgard, and grew bored not having some fun herself. well, while she is observing mortals and blending in, she comes across loki. he could either have learned she left asgard and hunted her down, or it could be a chance encounter. however, she is shocked to see he has returned. she knew he was killed. having learned loki is alive, she is determined to see what this new loki is like.
 
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✦ NERA P. MARTELL ✦
INTERACTIONS: mateus, sevrin, tasha, seora
LOCATION: florence, oregon



✦ NERA P. MARTELL ✦
Nera watched as the other witches journeyed up the stairs. She sighed softly, doing her best to calm down. She needed to not let Victoria get to her, but the woman did. She was on her last nerve with the brunette. She brought her hands up to her temples, closing her eyes and rubbing her temples with the tips of her fingers. She took a breath in through her nose, slightly parting her lips to release it after. She opened her eyes, watching Mateus descend the stairs. She straightened up, not wanting to seem unapproachable, as she noticed the tall male head her way.

Once Mateus was on the other side of the counter, Nera listened to him introduce himself and ask about coffee. She was mesmerized by how beautiful this man was and how outrageously tall he was. Granted, he was wearing heels, but she still assumed he was a giant without them. She also wondered if this man before her could give her tips on how to dress confidently. Not that she didn't mind showing skin or anything, but she wanted to show herself off like he did. He had such a confident air around him, it was difficult to not fall in love with him.

When Mateus introduced himself, Nera didn't notice Severin approach. She opened her mouth slightly to respond, but heard a male's voice. She turned towards him, listening to Sev introduce himself. She smiled at him softly, nodding her head in greeting. "It's a pleasure to meet both of you. I don't believe coffee has been started yet, but I can get some started."

Nera was about to exit the counter when a redheaded female approached and interjected about coffee. She chuckled at the interjection, and looked the female over. She was rather attractive, but then again, so was everyone here. Another female approached, one with fiery orange hair, making Nera jump to the assumption of her being a fire witch. She hoped that was the case, but didn't mind being proven wrong. She extended her hand, grasped Seora's in her own, and gently shook it. She looked around at the small group, surprised she could amass such a crowd asking for coffee. If she wanted coffee, she could get it started. After all, she needed a shot of something to calm her the fuck down.

"If you want coffee and are willing to wait a couple minutes, follow me. I may be willing to slip some booze in as a thank you for your patience," Nera said, offering all of them a wink. She parted from the counter, guiding the way to the kitchen. She heard Emiko enter the shop, calling for Maris Martell. She would introduce herself to the young witch later. She noticed the female had doughnuts with her. That was a thoughtful gesture. People would probably calm down with some food in their system. After all, she wasn't sure how many had traveled such a distance to be here.

Nera walked to the kitchen, hoping the others would follow, going to the large coffee pot sitting on the counter. She reached above her, opening the cupboard. She had to stand on her tip toes to reach the can of coffee and a filter, but she managed. She settled down on her feet, and went to work. Nera opened the lid to the coffee pot, glancing inside. There wasn't a used coffee filter in there, thank goodness. She wasn't sure how long it would've been since Maris made coffee. That would be awkward having to throw out a used one that had been there for god knows how long. She placed the paper filter in, pushing it down to settle correctly. She backed up slightly, opening the drawer that was level with her stomach. Her slender fingers fished around for a tablespoon before she happened upon one.

Nera removed the spoon from the drawer, bumping it closed with her stomach. Her fingers slipped over the edge of the coffee tin lid, removing it without any difficulties. She dipped the spoon in, glancing at the small crowd. She had a hard time determining how much to make and how strong to make it. She hoped people liked strong coffee, as she began getting spoonfuls of ground of coffee beans and distributing it in the coffee filter. She filled the filter a good amount, setting the spoon on the counter and closing the coffee tin. She put the coffee tin back in the cupboard, closing it. She grabbed the coffee pot, taking it and the spoon to the sink. She filled the pot with water, almost filling it full. She set the spoon in the sink, planning to take care of it later. She walked back to the coffee pot, dumping water in.

Pouring the water into the coffee maker made her nervous. Nera worried about fucking up and spilling water all over the place. She couldn't deny people their coffee and make an ass of herself. She was sure they saw the way she interacted with Victoria. If that woman cost her friendships and a good reputation amongst these people, oh help her god. She was going to commit a damn murder and she was sure she'd get away with it. Then, she'd banish Victoria's ghost to keep it away from her and out of the shop.

Once all water escaped the pot, Nera settled it in its spot below the filter, closing the top. She started the machine, it growing warm almost immediately. She thanked the stars for Maris having a great coffee maker. The woman was a kitchen witch, but she sure knew when it was essential to have modern appliances. Nera walked to another cupboard, taking down four mugs and a shot glass. She set the mugs by the coffee pot, bringing the shot glass with her to the booze cabinet. She set it on the counter as she bent down and opened a cabinet full of Satan's liquid gold.

"If you want some alcohol on the side or in your coffee, let me know. I'm sure we have whatever kind that speaks to your right now," Nera said, smiling as she reached for a bottle of whiskey.

✦ IYRA A. W. ZIMA ✦
INTERACTIONS: emiko, amelie
LOCATION: florence, oregon


✦ IYRA A. W. ZIMA ✦
Before Iyra entered the room, he glanced behind him to see if anyone else planned to enter the same room. He noticed there were three twin beds in the room. He wasn't surprised, after all, there were a lot of witches there already. He was sure there would be more. After watching Mateus enter into a different room, he entered the one he stood in the doorway for. The room was a nice room. It wasn't small, but it wans't freakishly large. It seemed there was enough storage space for everyone, as there were little dressers set at the end of each twin bed.

Iyra removed his hand from one of suitcases, bringing his wrist level with his eyes. His watch lit up, showing the time. It was almost three thirty in the afternoon. He had seven minutes to spare, but that probably wasn't enough time to pack away his clothing. He chose a bed on the far right, as a window sat right next to it. He wanted a view of the trees swaying in the wind, if they ever did when storms hit. He placed his suitcases by the small dresser, removing his coat after. The coat wasn't hard to remove, and he gently draped it over the edge of his bed.

Iyra wore a dark blue turtle neck with a pair of black slacks. He wore dark brown oxfords, which he felt tied the look together. He wasn't a fashionista or anything, so if it didn't look like it flowed well, he didn't want someone to tell him. He wouldn't be sure of what to say to them other than smile nervously and chirp an apology in Russian. He slipped his hands in his pants as he slipped out of the room and back downstairs. He noticed a small crowd gathered around the counter, talking to Nera. He brought up his watch, looking at the time. He still had plenty of time, about four minutes.

As Iyra came down the stairs, he heard the shop bell ding. He looked over to the door to see an adorable Japanese woman with doughnuts. He was amazed at how she juggled the two boxes of doughnuts and all of her belongings. He continued down the stairs, watching the interaction between Emiko and Anton. Once Anton left, Amelie took his place. The redheaded man began to wonder if it would be best to settle the doughnut boxes on a surface, to make them easily accessible and allow the young woman to take her belongings upstairs. Iyra approached, a soft smile on his lips.

"I apologise for the intrusion, but I noticed you have large load in arms. Should we place on counter?" Iyra said, offering a hand to Emiko. He hoped the female would allow him to take the boxes and set them on the counter, as there was space to put them there. If Emiko did, he'd gratefully take them and fill her in on what was going on. He'd probably offer to help the female take her luggage up to a room she chose, as it was a lot to take in the little bit of time they were allotted.



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nera for flashback -- how she became narcissistic.

"you're so fat!" "you don't belong here!" "you really think you can be on our level? a nerd like you? get out." "go cry to mommy and daddy about how you're not beautiful!"

nera remembers the insults she endured from the past school year. but now, it was the beginning of junior year, and she was ready to show people how much she changed. she was sixteen, turning seventeen in several months. having a job meant she could get whatever she needed to help make herself beautiful. she begged her parents to get her a gym membership, and promised to pay for it. as soon as they got her one, she hit that shit so hard. she pushed herself to work off the slight chub she carried. after all, being a latina meant family gatherings consisted of food. if she didn't eat everything that was brought, she didn't want to face her grandmother's wrath. however, she managed to get away with setting limits. in the end, it helped her out.

nera stared at herself in the floor length mirror in her room. pressure built up in her chest, but she knew it was anxiety for the new school year. she glanced at her haircut in the mirror, fingertips reaching up to touch the short, black bob she sported. she was amazed with her progress and actually felt amazing. part of it was her revenge body, part of it was wanting to change for herself and the insults finally convinced her to do it. she reached a finger up to her lips, examining the red lipstick she sported. she was thankful she attended a public school, allowing her to wear what she wanted. of course, she would still follow the rules, but her makeup meant she could do whatever she wanted. after all, it was best to perfect her look now.

nera heard her mom call her name, telling her it was time to leave for school. nera glanced at herself one last time, before turning and parting from the mirror. she had a soft smirk on her lips, wanting to hear the reactions she received. she climbed the stairs down to the car, walking into the garage. she hopped into the car, backpack in the back seat. soon, she would have her own car, as she was saving up for one. hopefully by her seventeenth birthday. she knew that would boost her confidence even more. she let her mom drive her to school, which didn't take long. as soon as she exited her mom's car, she knew all eyes were on her.

nera's eyes scanned the courtyard, watching as some people stopped in their tracks. as she walked past, she heard a couple mention how much she changed and how good she looked. a smile met her lips as she walked on into the building, knowing she looked damn fine. now, it was time to let people know she was and how good she felt in her new body.