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All characters are 20+
All writers are 18+
Pairings: MxF, FxM, FxF
Key Details: Would be nice if you have a little knowledge about what kind of themes Game of Thrones handles (but no actual GoT will be in this rp lmao)**
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Ive been dying to do a more mature/realistic/dark rp set in the ninjago universe!
Hi im Caroline/Darla! 21, she/her. CET time zone.
Pairing/Preference Info
For my oc i would like to write against:
1. Kai Smith (who wants to hear my headcanons about this idiot?)
2. Cole Brookestone
For your oc i can write:
1. Anyone. Just ask! Fxf of fxm it doesnt matter (although i would kill for Skylor or Nya ngl)
If you rather want to write a ccxcc for your pairing (so we both write a canon character)
1. Jay x Nya → I prefer to write Nya
2. zane x p.i.x.a.l. --> prefer to write p.i.x.a.l
3. Nya x Skylor --> no preference!
4. Nya x p.i.x.a.l --> no preference!
In short, what and who I'm looking for:
What I'm looking for OOC:
- I'm here for a fun time! With regular chatting about characters, plotting, chit chat. I think communication is key. Please dont reach out if it takes you 3 to 5 business every days. Thanks.
Thank you for reading! Send me a DM directly with some basics about you. (and who i can write for you and you will write for me ) Please, i will not respond to any form of 'hi wanna rp?' I need more than that. I wont respond to you if you can't introduce yourself.
I would love to start chatting i know i sound kinda harsh here. But i just want to be clear.
I have only seen till season 7. But i am starting to catch up slowly cus i wanna give dragons rising a shot!
All writers are 18+
Pairings: MxF, FxM, FxF
Key Details: Would be nice if you have a little knowledge about what kind of themes Game of Thrones handles (but no actual GoT will be in this rp lmao)**
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Ive been dying to do a more mature/realistic/dark rp set in the ninjago universe!
Hi im Caroline/Darla! 21, she/her. CET time zone.
Pairing/Preference Info
For my oc i would like to write against:
1. Kai Smith (who wants to hear my headcanons about this idiot?)
2. Cole Brookestone
For your oc i can write:
1. Anyone. Just ask! Fxf of fxm it doesnt matter (although i would kill for Skylor or Nya ngl)
If you rather want to write a ccxcc for your pairing (so we both write a canon character)
1. Jay x Nya → I prefer to write Nya
2. zane x p.i.x.a.l. --> prefer to write p.i.x.a.l
3. Nya x Skylor --> no preference!
4. Nya x p.i.x.a.l --> no preference!
In short, what and who I'm looking for:
- Lit to adv-lit, 3rd POV. Think 900–2000 characters per reply. (i'm begging you to have decent grammar, and be able to keep replies engaging.)
- Action, adventure, fantasy,fictional wars, romance, fear, mature themes, gore/violence (think about GoT mature/dark themes!)
- ---> im really looking for the dark, the gritty, the hurt for this rp. (Dont confuse this with a smut or nsfw centered rp please. Thats not what im looking for.)
- i will write side characters, and you will too (i would love to explore the ninja's dynamic more!)
- English isn't my first language! I only check grammar for the actual rp story. I often use A.I. for grammar check!!
- FC = realistic/art realistic i find fc on pinterest. Might be ai. Idk. Dont come at me
- i really like to read about your oc, i can really get into it. But i would love the same energy back, as i too, put a lot of effort in my oc and i hope sm, you will love her as much as i do
What I'm looking for OOC:
- I'm here for a fun time! With regular chatting about characters, plotting, chit chat. I think communication is key. Please dont reach out if it takes you 3 to 5 business every days. Thanks.
Thank you for reading! Send me a DM directly with some basics about you. (and who i can write for you and you will write for me ) Please, i will not respond to any form of 'hi wanna rp?' I need more than that. I wont respond to you if you can't introduce yourself.
I would love to start chatting i know i sound kinda harsh here. But i just want to be clear.
I have only seen till season 7. But i am starting to catch up slowly cus i wanna give dragons rising a shot!
(a bit rushed but i think you will get the vibe)
The grass whispered beneath the hooves. Like waves rolling low over green it was hypnotic. Four horses moved as one, lined across the far-right edge of the formation. The main force was too distant to see, and no signal smoke had risen in almost fifteen minutes.
Stillness wasn't supposed to feel suspicious. But it did. Lucian shifted in his saddle, the leather creaking as he glanced to Mia their squad captain riding just ahead of him. "You ever seen it this quiet?" he asked, voice low.
Mia didn't look at him right away. Her brown eyes stayed forward, scanning the open plain. "Not during an op," she answered finally. "Even when things go smooth, there's usually... something."
"A bird, a breeze, some jackass lighting the wrong flare," Lucian muttered. Mia gave a quiet hum of agreement. "This isn't smooth. This is nothing."
Ingrid, two lengths behind them, didn't mind the quiet. It was nice. The kind of nice she didn't say out loud- they'd take it as jinxing the mission or being too green. But she let herself enjoy it anyway. One hand on the reins, the other flexed out, stretching her fingers until the joints cracked one by one. Above, the sky held heavy clouds drifting westward, slow and lazy. She tilted her chin up to watch them, her gaze tracing the edges where sunlight blurred through. It was beautiful, the way the white clouds had this ombre orange glow.
"It can't be," Karen said suddenly. Her voice snapped the spell. Mellory's head turned first, then the others'. Karen's eyes were locked on the tree line- far ahead, barely distinguishable, but visible all the same. Smoke. Not green. Not red.
"Black?" Karen said again, slower now.
Ingrid didn't move at first. She hadn't seen black smoke before – but she knew damn well what it meant. Their training had covered it from top to bottom. And then came the sound. Faint. Like a heartbeat made of stone, somewhere too far to see but close enough to feel.
Thump.
Thump.
"Irmgard smoke!" Mia barked.
Ingrid nodded. She reached down, unclipped the canister from her belt. Her thumb found the pressure pin by feel, tapped it once to activate the black mark, then raised it high. One hand over her ear, she fired.
Crack.
The smoke shot skyward, unfurling in a thin, sharp pillar against the clouds. Black.
The thudding was no longer distant. It roared through the earth, the kind of sound that made your ribs buzz and your teeth ache. Ingrid's grip on the reins tightened instinctively, her body going rigid with alertness. "What the hell is that?" she asked, barely above a whisper. The horses beneath them shifted nervously, hooves skimming the dirt. A ripple of dread passed through the group like static.
Then a shriek.
Not human. A tall figure burst from the treeline, moving with horrifying purpose. An abnormal. It was so fast, her stomach sank.
Still, Mia and Lucian didn't flinch. "Abnormal incoming!" Mia barked, already adjusting her gear. "Stick to formation!"
"We've got this rookies," Lucian said, voice cocky as ever, a smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Go babysit the new blood, Mia. I'll clean this one up before you land a hit."
He winked at Mia as he veered to the titan's right, the titan was going to catch up with them, and he was making room in the center for it. Mia didn't dignify it with a response.
Ingrid swallowed, fighting the urge to look back as she and Karen broke left, horses thundering across the field. The four of them had split with the titan in the center now a textbook pincer. Mia directly ahead, Lucian to the right, and she and Karen flanking left.
It was almost surgical. The sound of this things footsteps were deafening but the weirdest thing was how it looked. No skin, flesh everywhere. It was sickening. Mia remained on horseback a beat longer watching, looking over her shoulder. "Standard abnormal behavior. Focused but not on us. Come on, eyes on me," she muttered. "Lucian, cut from behind. Draw its focus. I'll go for the nape." Lucian gave a sharp whistle. "On it, Captain." For a moment, it looked like they had it. Mellory's pulse steadied, just slightly. The formation was solid. Veterans handled abnormals all the time. Both of them, twelve titan skills. Lucian fourteen assist skills, Mia eight.
But the titan shifted. Without warning, its head snapped toward Lucian. It's stark blue eyes on the ground and took a step impossibly fast to the right just when Lucian was just about to launch from his saddle, a massive foot came down. Straight onto him. The sound was wet.
Horse and rider were crushed in a single heartbeat. One second he was smirking, ready to ascend- the next, he was gone. Red and shattered beneath a slab of flesh and force.
Ingrid screamed in horror, looking over her shoulder as the blood on the green grass disappeared in the distance. It was like nothing happened, this thing running once more.
Karen cursed under her breath. "Shit - LUCIAN! Mia what now?"
Mia didn't answer her brown eyes blown wide, teeth gritting. "I'll kill you!" she screamed. Mia's horse shrieked as they reared back to the right. "Mia please! section commander what are your orders!" Karen said again, her vocie breaking. But it was like her words fell deaf on Mia her ears. She didn't hesitate. A practiced shift of weight and within seconds she was airborne, swords unsheathed, steam hissing from her gear. Her scream cut through the chaos. "EYES ON ME!" She angled for the neck, lines catching, blades ready-
but the titan turned. Its arm lashed out, hand open, and caught Mia midair. Fingers curled around her torso, squeezing till she dropped one of her blades.
"MIA!" Karen shouted, horrified. Her body bent sharply at the waist from the force. Then it hurled her like trash. Ingrid watched her hit the ground headfirst. Blood exploding into the air, her lifeless body rolling for a few feet before coming for a stop. Unmoving. Blood bloomed beneath her like spilled ink, dark and soaking into the grass.
The grass whispered beneath the hooves. Like waves rolling low over green it was hypnotic. Four horses moved as one, lined across the far-right edge of the formation. The main force was too distant to see, and no signal smoke had risen in almost fifteen minutes.
Stillness wasn't supposed to feel suspicious. But it did. Lucian shifted in his saddle, the leather creaking as he glanced to Mia their squad captain riding just ahead of him. "You ever seen it this quiet?" he asked, voice low.
Mia didn't look at him right away. Her brown eyes stayed forward, scanning the open plain. "Not during an op," she answered finally. "Even when things go smooth, there's usually... something."
"A bird, a breeze, some jackass lighting the wrong flare," Lucian muttered. Mia gave a quiet hum of agreement. "This isn't smooth. This is nothing."
Ingrid, two lengths behind them, didn't mind the quiet. It was nice. The kind of nice she didn't say out loud- they'd take it as jinxing the mission or being too green. But she let herself enjoy it anyway. One hand on the reins, the other flexed out, stretching her fingers until the joints cracked one by one. Above, the sky held heavy clouds drifting westward, slow and lazy. She tilted her chin up to watch them, her gaze tracing the edges where sunlight blurred through. It was beautiful, the way the white clouds had this ombre orange glow.
"It can't be," Karen said suddenly. Her voice snapped the spell. Mellory's head turned first, then the others'. Karen's eyes were locked on the tree line- far ahead, barely distinguishable, but visible all the same. Smoke. Not green. Not red.
"Black?" Karen said again, slower now.
Ingrid didn't move at first. She hadn't seen black smoke before – but she knew damn well what it meant. Their training had covered it from top to bottom. And then came the sound. Faint. Like a heartbeat made of stone, somewhere too far to see but close enough to feel.
Thump.
Thump.
"Irmgard smoke!" Mia barked.
Ingrid nodded. She reached down, unclipped the canister from her belt. Her thumb found the pressure pin by feel, tapped it once to activate the black mark, then raised it high. One hand over her ear, she fired.
Crack.
The smoke shot skyward, unfurling in a thin, sharp pillar against the clouds. Black.
The thudding was no longer distant. It roared through the earth, the kind of sound that made your ribs buzz and your teeth ache. Ingrid's grip on the reins tightened instinctively, her body going rigid with alertness. "What the hell is that?" she asked, barely above a whisper. The horses beneath them shifted nervously, hooves skimming the dirt. A ripple of dread passed through the group like static.
Then a shriek.
Not human. A tall figure burst from the treeline, moving with horrifying purpose. An abnormal. It was so fast, her stomach sank.
Still, Mia and Lucian didn't flinch. "Abnormal incoming!" Mia barked, already adjusting her gear. "Stick to formation!"
"We've got this rookies," Lucian said, voice cocky as ever, a smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Go babysit the new blood, Mia. I'll clean this one up before you land a hit."
He winked at Mia as he veered to the titan's right, the titan was going to catch up with them, and he was making room in the center for it. Mia didn't dignify it with a response.
Ingrid swallowed, fighting the urge to look back as she and Karen broke left, horses thundering across the field. The four of them had split with the titan in the center now a textbook pincer. Mia directly ahead, Lucian to the right, and she and Karen flanking left.
It was almost surgical. The sound of this things footsteps were deafening but the weirdest thing was how it looked. No skin, flesh everywhere. It was sickening. Mia remained on horseback a beat longer watching, looking over her shoulder. "Standard abnormal behavior. Focused but not on us. Come on, eyes on me," she muttered. "Lucian, cut from behind. Draw its focus. I'll go for the nape." Lucian gave a sharp whistle. "On it, Captain." For a moment, it looked like they had it. Mellory's pulse steadied, just slightly. The formation was solid. Veterans handled abnormals all the time. Both of them, twelve titan skills. Lucian fourteen assist skills, Mia eight.
But the titan shifted. Without warning, its head snapped toward Lucian. It's stark blue eyes on the ground and took a step impossibly fast to the right just when Lucian was just about to launch from his saddle, a massive foot came down. Straight onto him. The sound was wet.
Horse and rider were crushed in a single heartbeat. One second he was smirking, ready to ascend- the next, he was gone. Red and shattered beneath a slab of flesh and force.
Ingrid screamed in horror, looking over her shoulder as the blood on the green grass disappeared in the distance. It was like nothing happened, this thing running once more.
Karen cursed under her breath. "Shit - LUCIAN! Mia what now?"
Mia didn't answer her brown eyes blown wide, teeth gritting. "I'll kill you!" she screamed. Mia's horse shrieked as they reared back to the right. "Mia please! section commander what are your orders!" Karen said again, her vocie breaking. But it was like her words fell deaf on Mia her ears. She didn't hesitate. A practiced shift of weight and within seconds she was airborne, swords unsheathed, steam hissing from her gear. Her scream cut through the chaos. "EYES ON ME!" She angled for the neck, lines catching, blades ready-
but the titan turned. Its arm lashed out, hand open, and caught Mia midair. Fingers curled around her torso, squeezing till she dropped one of her blades.
"MIA!" Karen shouted, horrified. Her body bent sharply at the waist from the force. Then it hurled her like trash. Ingrid watched her hit the ground headfirst. Blood exploding into the air, her lifeless body rolling for a few feet before coming for a stop. Unmoving. Blood bloomed beneath her like spilled ink, dark and soaking into the grass.
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