️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️│ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ https://bit.ly/2yLerCY ↩ here you can find some ideas

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️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️│ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️what matters is that you SHOULD like the character you choose to roleplay. what i mentioned previously are just some ideas, but the fandom doesn't really matter. there are people around here who bravely represent one fandom because they love their character. and there are some fandomless oc's too. so keep in mind that whoever you choose, you're welcomed here, alright?

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️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️+++ additional random characters that comes to my mind:
→ females: shego (kim possible, possible fc: emma greenwell/kaya scodelario) , kim possible (possible fc: karen gillan/sadie stanley) , beverly marsh (it) , allison hargreeves (the umbrella academy) , gween stacy (marvel) , fionna gallagher (shameless) , hex girls (scooby doo, if you want possible fc's, come in private bc i have a few ideas for each of them) , alice (from wonderland, possible fc: sabrina carpenter) , wendy (from peter pan, possible fc: freya tingley)
→ males: ron stoppable (kim possible, possible fc: sean giambrone/daniel sharman) , bill & eddie & stan & richie (it) , bruce wayne (dc) , peter parker (marvel) , ian & carl gallagher (shameless) , peter pan (the fandom's obvious, possible fc: robbie kay) , john darling (ouat, possible fc: matt kane/young johnny depp) , farkle minkus & lucas friar (girl meets world)

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️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️│ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️musing * kai parker
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️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ WHO ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ NAMES ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ THEIR ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ KID
️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ M ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ A ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ L ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ A ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ C ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ H ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ A ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ I ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ─
️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ IT'S ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ LIKE ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ THEY ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ EXPECTED
️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ME ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ TO ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ BE ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ E ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ V ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ I ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ L ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ .

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│ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ cabrona pero cariñosa, the smile plastered across her features hinted at. marina’s crystal hues could probably divulge the glee she held inside as she glanced at the blondie. how could she choose to articulate the appropriate words so that she won’t allude that she’s more lonely that she looks like at first sight? the little lamb cocked her head to a side, contemplating for a moment on the words she should offer her friend, and then, it clicked. pointing her finger at a different table, where a reckless individual was laughing a little too loud and oh, if it wasn’t someone she clearly knew too well. ❝ you’re actually the first person i officially meet. if we can exclude that hijo de puta, but don’t let him know i called him that. ❞ eyelashes batted in a winking motion at carla as the words she’ve been verbalizing became softer and softer, similar to whispers by the end. childlike giggle escaped rosy petals as she finally rested her back comfortably on the seat - back. ❝ he’s actually my brother and he happens to know some other students already. i swear the way boys nowadays engage in companionship it’s crazy, mala, confía en mí… ❞ pupils rolled just at the mere action of thinking how the males around their age were indeed. always thriving in drama and considering themselves as being above anyone else ─ a blasphemy against the sake of humanity. but marina now had someone who can count on; was it perhaps a little too soon to offer her trust to a complete stranger? no, that wasn’t the case, at least, they’ve known each other’s name. a grimace carved her youthful visage at the foreshadowing of something that could happen, but the possibility was just as equal as the haunting apocalypse that should’ve happened in 2012, so marina shrugged it off, placing her arm on the back - seat, icy blue orbits inspecting the other. ❝ i don’t personally believe that. sure, we have the devices and all, but a public high school could do the job too. but it is the best due to the parents committee, i heard my dad talking about it. weird how democracy works, huh? ❞ another smile offered towards her new friend. the class began. alas! the quicker the better for she needed to get out of there as soon as possible. ❝ you. me. park. 4pm, sí, cariño? ❞ marina mused as she wandered around the hall, aiming for the exit. the first day was finally over, gracias a dios, for she couldn’t resist one more minute inside there. the little lamb felt that she was peculiar in spite of others, beside the wealth her family owned proudly, there was nothing possibly visible to the eye that could link her persona to that elite high school and she knew that : but she gained a friend, so maybe it can’t be that worse after all.

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│ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ there is no point among the many incomprehensible anomalies of the science of mind that was she desired was longing inside her chest at each moment ever since. in those endeavours to recall a somewhat expected answer, emerald hues remained widened, waiting for the response ─ and when it finally arrived, oh, the joy within a human soul cannot be described through words but the manner her expression had twisted into a happy version of herself was utterly humane; something she lacked ever since that dreadful memory of losing her parents, exclusively their father. ❝ i’m as serious as it gets. now come on, we have work to do! ❞ vociferate those sentiments beholding her, the copper headed damsel had risen from the bedsheets, hands clasped together as she attempted to shrink the excitement rushing within veins. even the audacity to dream of such instance was indeed insane, but the outcome that shall bring relief to those who mourn in silence, hiding their feelings from the world to see was worth the risk. upon the very verge of losing her temper, she found a door that once opened would set afire to the troubles inside her head, but for the moment, it kept her sanity safe, which was more than she could’ve asked for. faith was indeed a peculiar individual within the mikaelson family tree, for even though she was supposingly a miracle for existing in that place, at that time, she never really contributed with the wellbeing of her relatives : never did she had the chance to see her recently deceased mother once more, to hear her enchanting voice and feel her arms embracing her little girl, but hope did. that was the odd notion separating her persona from the others, including hope, for she did not play a part in any critical moment, though she ached for it, it never happened. and those imagines within her head had taunted her, for she had to believe what others had witnessed and wait aside, useless and unaware of her surroundings. that’s how it always had been. the defiant child had nodded as a response to hope, eventually letting her hands fall lightly around her thin frame. ❝ this will get messy, i won’t deny, but at least we’ll learn the truth. remember the story how the saltzman twins had helped a special friend from their mother’s side? something among the lines of putting off a blazing fire? ❞ she mused, pacing back and forth inside their dorm, expecting hope to say the name that lied at the very tip of faith’s tongue. ❝ here’s a hint : she used to be the anchor. ❞ she added, stopping dead in her tracks, throwing one last glance at her sister, as a small smirk twitched the corners of her lips.

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️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ that was the contrastic fact, she felt alone, but she was in fact surrounded by people who cared about her. and who’s to judge it, there was something incredibly charming about this little one that sparked ambiguity inside of him, for he had second thoughts about following his plan. ❝ i can explain you, if you want. but you have to follow me, i have all my research in my old house… but it’s okay if you don’t want to do that, i understand. ❞ sprinkling those liabilities with the main purpose to convince lizzie to follow him brought a loathsome taste to his mouth, but he had to do what it takes to get through with it, right? wrong, he always had a choice, to be better : but he chose himself in behalf of his interest in the brand new person he was becoming, he liked himself enough to disconsider others.

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│ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ what was called that alarming gut feeling that invaded through his system? inspecting his niece he versed that perhaps she resembled him at some degree ─ could she be the defective twin too? no, that must be his imagination drawing scenarios so unrealistic that it made him question his purpose. and this commotion did not suit malachai well. ❝ that’s the point, isn’t it? ❞ for a brief moment a chuckle lingered through the cold air, expressing what he couldn’t verbalize thoroughly. his obvious purpose was to avoid the merge, to conclude what he initiated since they were merely infants, so innocent and helpless; and before them were olivia and luke, those bastards linked to his persona, his own siblings. visage tilted towards the little one, grimace plastered upon his own, ❝ that’s complicated, lizzie. it does take time and i have to discuss it with your father first. ❞ those lies he spat out were so maniacal, even for malachai himself, disguising the veracity within his mumbled assumptions. something whispered into his ear, the rogue impressionist, that she would prefer working things out as soon as possible, for time was ticking and sometime soon enough, there will be no more ticking noise to wait for their salvation. ❝ may i ask you a question? ❞ he mused, not allowing the other to properly respond before continuing, granting himself the permission, ❝ why are you here? you’re all alone and i’ve heard about the monsters attempting to wreak havoc, it’s dangerous here. or maybe it was fate. do you believe in fate? ❞ sure, he couldn’t be utterly convinced that lizzie would take his word as it is, excluding her father from the equation. and what finer approach than to induce this notion whilst wearing the vigilant mask, pretending to care about her safety? it was always easy to get inside someone’s head, precisely when they were in a lonely state. he knew for he was in her shoes once in his lifetime and there was the chance to use what had been plagued onto his persona, venging on anyone related to him. the only difference was that nobody abandoned her, she must’ve been born under a greater sign, unlike malachai, who had been running around, aching for some appreciation from his family, which eventually cost him dearly with his own life.
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│ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ the manner she clung to optimism so that something heroic could come out to exist in all the chaos surrounding them was indeed fascinating. how gentle was the gaze she offered her friend, blissful sentiments getting ahold of her ─ she couldn’t wait to hug hope once all that masquerade would come to an end. small hands gripped each side of the fabric covering her body, positioned just about the torso area : what hope stated began as light and harmless metamorphosed into a darker version of a terrible, terrible nightmare. rosy petals were half opened, delicate sigh escaping her entity. ❝ listen to me, focus on my voice, alright, i’m right here. ❞ in vain she’d gamble to speak such gibberish, for the voices inside the other’s head did not obey to what others might admit; it was as easy as that, hope was the only one capable of defeating the voices that haunted her brain, but perhaps she could need a little push. ❝ stop allowing them to control you, it should be the other way around. if you don’t do so, you’re going to be stuck here forever and so will i… ❞ divulging a white wouldn’t harm anybody. josie knew that it was required, hope was the strongest yet most selfless person she knew, so granting even the phantom of an opportunity to harm someone else was the greatest idea she’d came up with. her hands raised, touching the other’s shoulders as a bashful hint of a smile twitched a corner of rosy lips. of course hope already created a possibility of escaping and josie did not flinch, but instead granted permission to hold hope’s hand as both muttered a spell, which turned out to backfire and cut a string of belief in succeeding. ❝ it’s okay, sometimes it takes a little while to find a way out. if i defeated evil me, then i suppose we have to defeat what’s holding you here. what do you think? ❞ chocolate brown pupils had a glint of confidence, for the situation was somewhat familiar; before even allowing the girl to respond, she continued ❝ what do the voices tell you? focus on each one and tell me. maybe that’s the key to get out of here. ❞ musing as she held hope’s hand, the saltzman took one last glance at the surroundings, inspecting each corner of the room they were in. a bitter thought slithered within her mind that perhaps everything was related to her family, specifically the ones that were not there anymore ─ and the probabilities were quite high, although she ached to hear something else, something that can be repaired once they return to the real world. ❝ you trust me, don’t you? the reality is mostly far from what we allowed ourselves to imagine, so if you need me to repeat you that what they say is not accurate, then spit it out. let it all out, i’m right here, hope. ❞

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️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ the better question is why on earth would he open up about how trapped he felt? what kind of magic could it be, forcing him to behave and also give the other such personal information? his brain tangled at all the information assimilating, yet no proper answer lighting up inside his head as a cartoon light bulb giving the impression the drawn character indeed was abundant of its own mind creation and not what the artist behind the screen chose for it. naturally, he certified to abolish such absurdity, that he wasn’t in control of his own thoughts, but down deep he had his childish doubts, questioning everything that surrounded him, regardless of its specimen. ❝ look me in the eye and tell me you don’t thrive for the chaos. and if you’ll lie, i’ll know; and if you trick me, i will know. the moment you fought back, how did it make you feel? ❞ aghast he pointed towards jack, attempting to include him into the masquerade that haunted his entire existence until that point, ❝ tell me you didn’t enjoy it and i will consider your proposal. but don’t you lie… ❞ raspy voice ended the phrase with a chilling chuckle, his teeth bared at the man before him in a twisted smirk scattered across his features.

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