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GrimBones66 member of RPG for 11 years

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After a long hiatus and some growing up, I'm back and ready to get down! Anyone who wants to roleplay please don't be afraid to reach me through my outlets. Pm me, message me, email, or discord. We can absolutely work on something! More genres that I am into that won't fit into my favorite setting tab would also include horror, Lovecraftian, Time-periods, Demi-gods, Supernatural, and Slice of Life.
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In Narnia
museum curator, in training. Certified adventurer, and first to drink you under the table.
Besides working at a museum, I really enjoy playing video games that range from COD, Stardew, to Dragon age, one of my favorites. I watch a lot of films, dabble in a lot of cultural learning, and keep up with my comic books whenever I can. On sunny days or warm nights, I often find myself taking a chill ride on my longboard listening to my music with some friends.
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Dragon A., Mass E., Other W., WOW.,
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Favorite Setting:
Fantasy, Lore, Medieval, Marvel

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The Walking Dead: The Other Group

In the world of the Walking Dead another group of survivors also escaped the town in Cynthiana, Kentucky where rick also escaped from with his life both groups went opposite directions never meeting and likely they won't.


Year 2144 and after a long war against mutants a new generation of mutants are uprising and ready to rage war against the military for their freedom and to be treated equally!

Immortal Lovers

3 Friends wake up buried six feet under ground after a party to discover that they are now vampires. The Find their soulmate and have to face the difficult choice of wanting to change them or not.

Ashes to Soldiers

The World has been thrown into chaos and now it's trying to recover but the new government are still up to their dirty tricks.

Hitmen Training

2019 New York City, The small group of remaining Hitmen are given the task to train new bloods.

Sudden Outbreak

Year after Year government has covered up incidents where someone kills and eats another person. They always blamed it on drugs but now in 2014 a sudden outbreak occurs and a group of highschool kids struggle to escape their school and survive.

The Crepusculum

A private rp between friends, you are welcome to read along!

All We Want Is Peace

In present time a Virus has spread throughout Oregon killing almost all the vampires that reside there. Best Friends, a Werewolf and Vampire came up with the cure together. They were murdered by their own kind and their daughters want peace.

The Brave and Hidden

Evolution has created a new breed of humans called Hypers and they have hidden in the shadows of humans for the longest. They look like us, act like us and work just like us they just have some unusual abilities. { More Inside!}

Re-make Tyrant's

Year 2059 and France is the leading country that have the most Tyrants imprisoned in this underground facility where they run tests on them. Now the Tyrants are tired of being treated like animals and are waging a second war on the human race. {Finished!}

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Morgana Ishida
Outfit || Wiccan || #b84425
While being late wasn’t one of her usual things Morgana would never just not show up completely to a mission. She emerged at the back of the museum, walking out of the shadows that accompanied a dark corner where the loading dock was. As silent as her portals, her feet fell soft on the concrete as she shook out the initial cold and icky feeling she felt whenever passing through one of her portals. Sometimes, for her at least, it was somewhat disorienting if she didn’t focus enough. Things in the dark began to whisper… or so she thought. Once the nerves were gathered, brown eyes surveyed her surroundings. There were a few smaller trucks parked around but only two in the loading area . . . and no security? Her brow arched slightly, that was definitely a little weird right? Reeling her mind back in, the witch reached into her pocket and pulled out the comm she was given a few days prior then shoved it in her ear and gave it a little double tap. “I’m here,” Morgana chimed in, all while conjuring herself a half mask with a pass of her hand over her mouth, her magic, smokey black covering everything from her nose down.

There were sudden gunshots, BANG! BANG! BANG! They rang in her ear so clearly but Morgana stood firm, whipping her head toward the sound instead. It sounded like it came from the other side of the museum. She looked around once more, still no one . . . “Shots?” she questioned through the comms, but another set of them confirmed shit was going down. Morgana hastily began rolling up her sleeves, unbuttoning the first couple of buttons on her dress shirt so she wasn’t so constricted, and pulled down her suspenders. Shame, she didn’t have much time to change after a long day of nonstop work but she managed to pack a small backpack that clung to her back with her after-party clothes and a few other things. So there was that and the thought of a little someone . . . It still annoyed the shit out of her though, being late. “I’m going in dickheads, anything I should know about?” she spoke again through the mic, beginning to make her way around the building towards the sound of fighting.

Before rounding the corner of the museum, the chaos that she heard unfolding was about to be right at her feet. There was a short whiz and then a loud crack that instantly made her freeze right where she stood. A bullet, that was a fucking bullet! It landed in the concrete right behind her head, chipping some in the process. With her brows furrowed and heat rising to her face, brown eyes darted around her vicinity and before she knew it she was staring down a masked man a yard or so away with wild blue eyes and brown hair peaking from beneath his mask. The gun shook slightly in his hands but it wasn’t fear, he didn’t look scared. He stood and watched her, gauged her reaction before letting off a few more shots in her direction. There wasn’t much time for Morgana to react other than to pull a few quick hand movements lighting up the night with purple sparks and yell “Halt!”. The bullets stopped right in front of her, in mid-air before falling harmlessly to the ground. That's when she felt the sting. She raised her hand to her left ear, touching lightly enough to smear blood across her fingers. Just the feeling of warm and wet was enough to confirm her thoughts and with her anger rising, the witch took her bloodied fingertips and pulled her staff out from her chest with a purple glow and a wince. Like a bandaid, if you pulled it off fast, the pain would end fast and then you were okay. But other times the pain . . . lingered in her chest.

Without missing a beat she took a few strides to gain momentum toward the man thinking about how she now has to show up to an event after this with a bleeding ear. “Are you fucking serious!?” she yelled before launching her staff like a harpoon and having it strike him dead in the chest. The masked man crumpled into a heap while holding his chest and trying to desperately breathe but Morgana only held her hand out calling her staff back into her hands like some magic boomerang. “I’m heading over to the basement. If someone could come along and cover my back, that would be amazing.” ”I’m right behind you.” Hearing both voices, Morgana’s attention was snapped back to the mission as she looked for a faster way in. “Aha, my precious.” she sung out doing a grabbing motion with her hands towards a service door on the side of the building. “I’m heading in, see you guys soon!”

After making sure she knocked out the guy with a good kick to his face, Morgana examined the keypad next to the door and then lifted her finger up to it, a small purple shock of magic making it all go wonky before giving her the green. Alright, that was easy enough. Slipping through the door, Morgana could now hear the screams clearly, her feet already moving in its direction and her breath picking up. It wasn’t long before she began shoving past people, gripping her staff tightly. The first hand that was laid on her shoulder was met with a swift jujutsu submission where the person's arm was twisted and now they sat on their knees in front of her. Another dickhead in all black. With a further twist of his arm, there was a pop and a loud yelp cut short by Morgana hitting him across the face with her staff. She looked down and found a bit of blood across her white shirt and a slight look of utter blasphemy took over her features. “What the fuck, can anything white of mine just stay clean for more than a few hours?” she complained to herself. There was no point in trying to wipe it now, she’d only smear it more. Thud! Ow. The fuck? People were now pushing past her, bumping into her, and stepping on her toes. Wait, was that a person? She could have sworn he was carrying a sword? Okay, hell no.

The witch took off again down a crowded hall of people where she decided to piggyback off a few shadows making her trip into the exhibition hall twice as fast. Once she got there there was no hesitation in sweeping her first opponent's feet from beneath them with her staff. A swift blow to his face with the bottom of her staff and he was down for the count. “I’m in the exhibition hall, where do you want me?” The witch jumped back into the fray to help a couple cornered. She used her shadows to appear behind the assailant in an instant tapping his shoulder ever so gently from behind to grab his attention. “Hi, hello! Have you ever heard of the phrase to fuck offeth?” Before the guy could raise his gun at her Morgana kicked it from his hands thwacking him in the face with the end of her staff before uppercutting him with the bulky part.