Moon Rocks
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Moon's 1x1 Roleplay Masterpost Hey everyone! I'm Moon Rocks, and you've discovered my roleplay Masterpost! So, go on, get comfy. Have a look around. See anything you like? Hit me up!
Thanks for the read! Let me know if you have any questions or if you've seen any typos. I wrote most of this at 3 am.
Also, more coming soon!
- I am an 18-year-old roleplayer with several years of experience! My roleplay adventure began when I was around 11. Then, it's primary mediums consisted of multiple player games, before moving onto forums a few years later.
I'm very flexible with my writing length, so I can normally adjust to your preferences.
I love to have romance in my RPs! FxM or MxM preferred. FxF possible.
I can play either gender.
Sometimes, I will respond multiple times a day. Other times, it can take me a week or so. It all depends on what's going on in life. - While I do not expect perfect grammar (hell, I probably have a typo or two I missed in all this jazz), I need to understand your writing. As long as you can manage that, we'll be good!
I will accept any post length except for constant. A few at a time are fine, but its hard to keep me engaged when we're just exchanging a sentence.
Don't be afraid to add your own twists to the roleplay or to move the story ahead!
Feel free to talk to me OOC! It'll help keep me engaged and it's fun to talk. - Here's a good look at some of my premade characters. If you're interested in roleplaying with any of them, feel free to message me.
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“When it comes to floral language, the sweetpea flower is associated with delicate pleasure, blissful pleasure, departure, goodbye, thank you for the lovely time and adieu.”
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Name: Lathyrus Odoratus
✿ From latin to english, Lathyrus translates to pulse or pea. Odoratus means fragrant ✿
Nicknames: Lathy, Sweetpea
Age: XXX
DOB: XXX
Race: God
Pronouns: Despite technically being genderless, Lathyrus refers to himself as a male.
Sexuality: Pansexual
Title: The God of Chance Encounters, Goodbyes, Neglect, and Merrymaking.
✿ As a God, Lathyrus can take on many forms. The following is his favorite. ✿
Gender: Male
Height: 6 feet 1 inch or 185 cm
Weight: 143 lbs or 65 kg
Lathyrus presents himself as a tall, slender man with pale skin and few blemishes. He has a kind and slim face. His eyes, colored a lovely bright purple, are shaped in playful, tilted almonds, fanned by white lashes. His hair, arguably his most notable feature, frames his face in a wavy mess of bangs. It’s thick, but soft, and falls to his mid-back. Both of his ears are pierced and he tends to wear a lot of ornaments. Perfumes are right up his alley since he dislikes the smells of most colngues.
✿ When anonymous to the public, Lathyrus masquerades as a clown, merrymaker, or drunk. He explains his facades as “wanting to follow the fun.” ✿
God: Lathyrus is able to shapeshift, like most gods, due to the fact that his true form is just an orb of compressed energy and materials. This orb’s energy lets him heal at an exceptional rate, but for every wound it mends or limb it regrows, it loses materials and energy. Lathryus can replenish his true form by sleeping and eating, or even by absorbing an electric shock. However, he isn’t invincible. If the orb loses too much energy or material, he won’t be able to recover and he will die. He can quickly be killed through repeated dismemberment, or by attacking his true form directly. He normally stores his orb behind his left eye.
Intoxication: As the god of merrymaking, Lathyrus is able to produce a sweet-smelling chemical which causes happiness, boldness, and motivation in those that come into contact with it, mainly by triggering a surge of adrenaline and dopamine. However, too much of this chemical causes an increase in the effectiveness of Gamma-Aminobutyric Acid in the brain, which dampens a person’s responses. They’ll become sluggish and unbalance physically and mentally. Lathyrus can use this chemical to liven up crowds or to weaken an opponent. He can release it in an invisible gaseous form through his mouth and pores, but it’s more potent in a liquid state, making a kiss the most effective way of using it -Plus, a sudden kiss can easily catch an enemy off guard.-
Inventory: Along with shapeshifting and healing, Lathyrus can also store items in his true form by compressing their material. As long as he remembers where the item is, he can return it to its original state. However, if he or his orb are hurt while carrying cargo, there is a chance it will return damaged or not at all. It’s also tiring to carry too much at once, but he can easily carry more in his orb than on his back.
✿ Despite loving to hum waltzes, Lathyrus has never waltzed. ✿
Likes: Waltzes, sweets, diamonds, flirting, dancing, drinking, flowers, handmade items, and spring night fireflies.
Dislikes: Sparrows, uneventfulness, grudges, quiet.
Guilty Pleasures: Romance novels and Coffee
Fears: Commitment and abandonment.
Lathyrus is often described as irresponsible, flirty, or fun. People of authority and other gods dislike him due to his neglectful, lawless lifestyle, but to dancers and drunks, he’s an absolute marvel of a God. Undeniably, Lathyrus is a player. He selfishly reaps all the pleasure of love, minus the weighty commitment. Despite his many lovers, he claims to have never felt truly in love and secretly fears that he’ll never find “the one” for him. He’s a wonderful counselor and a willing shoulder to cry on. His advice, while his behavior would suggest otherwise, is normally pretty solid. It’s one of his few god-like qualities.
✿ Lathyrus adores diamonds. Nobles often left them as offerings at his temple. ✿
As a God: Lathyrus has a temple in Sicily. It began as a modest twig cabin sheltering a clay offering bowl, which was built by a small group of his budding followers in the 13th century. Other gods often mocked its lackluster, but Lathyrus loved it. A few people cared enough to build it for him. That meant the world to him in his youth. As time went on and Lathyrus’s playful and flirty antics touched more people, his shrine grew into a tall, stone structure, surrounded by a sweetpea-filled forest. Lathyrus doesn’t get along with the other Gods and avoids them when he can. His lifestyle disgusts them and they refuse to acknowledge him as a fellow God. They rarely seek him out for help or advice and instead hunt him down to tell him what he’s done wrong or to criticize his actions. While he refuses to admit it, this bugs him. He feels he’ll never truly live up to the title of God. Regardless, he loves his followers and uses his abilities as a god to answer their prayers and keep the world full of fun and romance.
✿ Lathyrus loves to attend weddings. ✿
Origin: Lathyrus began life as a sweetpea, grown by a lonely goddess in the underworld. She loved him. He was beautiful and the only living thing in her quiet realm. Out of desperation to make her love like her, she gave Lathyrus her power as a goddess. In doing so, she sacrificed her immortality, and Lathyrus gained his. He stayed with the goddess as a lover until she withered and died. A new underworldly power grew from her corpse. Having given the goddess the love she desired until her death, Lathyrus left the underworld and became the god he is today.
✿ Lathyrus’s favorite animal is the dolphin. He admires their charm and playfulness. Plus, they’re the only animals aside from humans who romance for pleasure. ✿
Theme: Strauss II - Emperor Waltz
Faceclaim: Merlin from Grand Order
Creation Notes: I got the idea for Lathyrus from horoscopes and birth flowers. The sweetpea is April’s birth flower, and it’s scientific name is Lathyrus Odoratus. I basically designed him around the meaning of sweetpeas, with a pinch of italy -aka the waltzes.- He also has a bit of Dionysus in his character. Dionysus and Hades are my two favorite gods, followed by Loki, so that’s where I got the whole god thing from! His orb/true form is loosely based around a Kitsune’s star ball, and the ability of most old gods to shapeshift.
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| As Others Were—I have not Seen |
| As Others Saw—I could not Bring |
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Edgar Allan Poe “Alone”
Name: Hook
∘◦ Hook named himself. It was the first word he learned while watching the fishing network. ◦∘
Age: 17
DOB: December 2nd
Race: Merman
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Note: Hook, indifferent to gender, doesn’t really find attraction in anyone until he reaches a certain point of platonic affection.
∘◦ Hook loves to play games with octopi. ◦∘
Height: From the tip of his caudal fin all the way to his head, Hook is 11 feet 9 inches.
Weight: 245 lbs
Hook has a slender upper body, with sharp shoulders, a thin neck, and a shallow rib cage. His skin is pale and soft to the touch. Fresh out of the water, he feels a little slimy, but that slime fades within moments of air exposure. He has a sharp, sloped nose, and pink almond eyes framed by a fan of dark green lashes. He has messily-cut light green hair. Sharp teeth line his mouth, caging a pointed green tongue. A pair of long, pink fins stick out either side of his head, and a glowing yellow lure hangs from an appendage on his upper head. His tail connects to his body along his hips, where small pink fins serve as his split’s divide. His light green tail is long and flexible. Two pelvic fins accent its frontside, while two sets of dorsal fins follow it’s length to a large set of fins, where his tail ends.
∘◦ Despite how his fins have worn over the years, Hook is still a wonderful swimmer. ◦∘
Dying 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 [9] 10 Healthy
Tattered Fins: Throughout his years of traversing the dangers of the ocean, Hook’s fins are full of hole and tears. They still work well, but every bit lost is a bit less to work with.
∘◦ Hook, surprisingly, likes rock. ◦∘
Merman: As a merman, Hook’s most obvious trait is the ability to breathe underwater. This isn’t the effect of gills. Hook’s respiratory system is almost entirely human with the exception of a strange bacteria in his esophagus which funnels water out of his windpipe. Water enters the bacteria. It takes what it needs from it, before spitting it back out. Aside from this, Hook is an omnivore, but as a native of the deep sea, his diet is mostly carnivorous. He only started exploring vegetation after breaching the lit areas of the ocean a little under a year ago. Unique to Hook’s race of merman is a glowing lure which attracts curious prey.
Merfolk’s Blessing: Hook can give a land dweller the ability to breathe underwater for a short time. To do this, he can either kiss the person to deliver his water-funneling bacteria directly, or he can produce a slime which the person merely needs to touch. Unfortunately, this bacteria can only survive in a human’s body for a few hours, after which they will lose the ability. This is due to a slight internal temperature difference between humans and merfolk.
∘◦ Hook has trouble falling asleep knowing that someone or something is nearby. ◦∘
Likes: Attention, TV, seafood, big shells, humans, stargazing, and warm weather.
Dislikes: Quiet places, bugs, and wind.
Fears: Big Fish and Being Alone
Hook is a very curious individual. He loves to learn and hopes to understand the language of every creature around him. Sometimes, in an effort to connect, he mimics the behavior of fish. Unfortunately, his appearance normally scars them off before any emotional bond can be formed. Hook is very kind-hearted and empathetic. If a fish struggles greatly to escape being his meal, pity will win their battle, and Hook will let them go. It doesn’t put any meat on his bones, but it certainly feeds his heart. Due to being a very emotional and intelligent member of the deep sea biome, Hook seeks companionship. He’s friendly, but since most fish aren’t good conversational partners, he’s very socially unaware and inexperienced in relationships. He’s naive and easily tricked by emotional pleas. His heart, as big as it is, can sadly be turned into a tool to manipulate him. He tends to be forgiving, even when he shouldn’t be, and continues to put his faith in things that will only hurt him. His years of solitude have left him with a lot he needs to learn and he’s eager to begin.
∘◦ Once, Hook had a dream where he was swallowed by a whale. Now, he cowers at the sight of them. ◦∘
History: Hook was born in the darkness of the deep ocean, with only his lure’s light to guide his way. He doesn’t clearly remember his parents. Yes, there was someone who cradled him as an infant, but that someone vanished as soon as he learned to feed himself. He began to swim through the darkness of the deep with one aspiration: survive.
While he was exploring a wrecked submarine, Hook drifted upon a television encased in a waterproof box. It was still picking up a faint signal. Out of sheer amazement, Hook spent hours watching pictures dance along the screen, before finally deciding to make the submarine his home. Overtime, Hook picked up english from the television. The pictures began to make sense with their voices. Hook began to make sense of relationships between the TV characters he watched, and a pit of loneliness developed in his soul. He wanted someone to talk to. When he spoke to fish, they ignored him, or swam away. He quickly discovered that the TV characters were oblivious to his chatter as well. He learned all these words, but he had no one to share them with. It hurt.
Then, a few years after Hook discovered the TV, it died. He spoke to it, shook it, and hit every button on it, but nothing revived his wonder. He felt lost. Without the TV pinning him to the submarine, Hook left and began to traverse the ocean in search of bonds and companions. His search lead him closer and closer to the surface. He discovered new fish, and light that existed beyond bioluminescence. Finally, he broke the surface, only to discover he was in the middle of a desolate, watery plain. Nothing in sight. No one.
He asked himself if he was really all alone.
∘◦ Hook loves sunbathing, but too much can dry out his tail and makes it itchy. ◦∘
Creation notes: Hook’s design actually came from a tattoo I drew for my mom. I never really drew mermaids or mermen before, so when I found out I enjoyed it, Hook started to fill my sketchbook. Naturally, he developed into a character, and here he is now.
Dove
Age: 22
Gender: M
An outcasted witch who transforms into a Dove in order to befriend travelers and villagers. Despite his playful humor and teasing words, Dove is
Matthias
Age: ???
Gender: M
A man who claims to be an Angel, despite having never met a God. Matthias is kind to a fault. Blessed by strange magic, he is easily deceived and manipulated into doing wrong.
Viviene
Age: 19
Gender: F
The daughter of a political billionaire, Viviene is a posh, but powerful woman. She has a pet alligator named Chomper.
Z
Age: 22
Gender: M
A mysterious detective with an unknown illness. Z specializes in paranormal cases and conducts business in a messy leased store-turned-office right next to a cozy bakery. - The renowned paranormal detective Z has gone missing. [Y/N] has been hired to find him. When he/she does, he/she finds him chattering without a care at a local bar, 9 states away from his office.
[Y/N] is shark fishing! But, instead of snatching a shark, he/she snags a very confused and excited merman.[Y/N] lives on an earth that has been entirely covered by water. Land only exists in the form of islands and atolls. Most of humanity now spend their days living on massive organizations of boats! Magic, monsters, and curious creatures all exist in this strange world, but few of them are at peace. Humans hunt monsters out of fear and greed. Monsters hunt humans out of hunger and fear. Merfolk, in particular, are killed for the bacteria in their throats which allow a human to breathe underwater for several hours, and thus they sell for a fortune. [Y/N] is wandering the lower decks of their home ship when, to their surprise, they see a starry-eyed merman willingly tugging himself up onto the deck, completely unarmed and wearing the dumbest grin.
[Y/N] is the son/daughter of the founder of a very powerful witch hunter organization. A few months ago, he/she offered bread crumbs to a dove in the garden and quickly befriended the little creature. Now, several months later, [Y/N] has been injured in a gruesome face-off with a witch who had been captured and brought to his/her home's dungeon chambers, only to escape. Just before the witch can deliver the finishing blow, the dove swoops in, revealing his true form as a witch to help [Y/N.][Y/N] finds an injured dove outside his/her home.
Note: These are just premade plots. If a character is lacking a plot or you don't like the plots listed for a character, we're good to come up with something else. - Danganronpa Trigger Happy - Goodbye Despair - Killing Harmony - Despair Girls
Skyrim
Dragon Age Origins - 2 - Inquisition - Asunder
Pokemon
Mass Effect 1 - 2
Devil May Cry 1- 4
Steampunk (If that counts as a Fandom)
Dororo Game - 2019 Anime
Sabrina the Teenage Witch
Fallout 3-4 - Reaper x Spirit
Vampire Hunter x Vampire
God/Goddess x Priest/Priestess
Demon x Angel
Enemy x Enemy
Childhood Friends
Childhood Enemies
Traveler x Con Artist - Character A and Character B live the world of fairy tales. A is the eldest child of a quiet family. Despite dreaming of becoming a grand, powerful adventurer, or a hero, A knows the eldest rarely develop beyond side characters in fairy tales. A, reluctantly, has accepted that the little cottage they live in will forever be their prison. Meanwhile, B is the youngest child of a royal family who's sick of all the rules and procedures. Rebellious, B runs away. They end up in A's forest the night of a blizzard. Seeking refuge, B finds A's cottage, and desperate for warmth, knocks on their door. A is the one to answer.Character A is a demon and Character B just arrived in hell. However, the pair had met before. When B was a child, A was what B thought to be their imaginary friend, who quite abruptly said that they had to “head home” before vanishing. Unknown to B, A had actually come to collect their soul due to an unpaid debt in their family, but A felt too bad to do it, and is now one of Hell’s few laughing stocks. A frustrated A and a newly dead B meet again.Character A and Character B only know each other in the dream world, where they’re both valiant warriors who fight creepy little stuffed animals called nightmares in other people’s dreams. Eventually, they run into each other in the real world. Neither is what they expect the other to be.
Thanks for the read! Let me know if you have any questions or if you've seen any typos. I wrote most of this at 3 am.
Also, more coming soon!
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