ocean roleplay

poorlydrawnmrskujo  asked:

happy mother's day!

@poorlydrawnmrskujo “Thank you so much! I hope your Mother’s Day went well. Here’s to all the brave ladies out there– biological moms, aunts, grandmas, step-moms, surrogate foster moms, trans moms, lesbian and bi moms, adoptive older sisters who had to raise their siblings without their parents there, cool supportive friends, pet moms…you ladies rock, and you make me proud to be a mom to every Jolyne, Irene (and Jouta, if you feel comfortable calling me your step-mom), as well as all of my wonderful students, and all the animals I’ve helped foster and bring back to the wild over the years). You make my day, and you deserve the absolute best. I love you all so much!”




    “I may be younger, but I’ll look after you. We’re not in love, but I’ll make love to you… I’m not him, but I’ll mean something to you.”
    Muse A and Muse B are best friends and have been for years. Muse A is hopelessly in love with Muse B, but Muse B is in love with their ex. It’s been a while since their separation but Muse A can still see it in their eyes. Muse A doesn’t care at this point because they’ll take any opportunity to be with Muse B. Muse B is just rebounding real hard on Muse A, but at the end of the day, Muse A is Muse B’s best friend and they still mean a lot to each other despite this situation. JUST IMAGINE A LOT OF ANGST, YALL.
    “I thought that I was dreaming with you said you loved me. It started from nothing. I had no chance to prepare. I couldn’t see you coming.”
    Muse A and Muse B have known each other forever. They’ve had their ups and downs throughout their friendship, but at the end of the day, they always had each other. They know each other inside and out like no other. One day, after talking about (insert detail here) they realize there’s something more between them than this friendship. Maybe they knew it all along.
    “Just the same way you showed me, showed me. You showed me love, glory from above, regard my dear, it’s all downhill from here.”
    Muse A is Muse B’s first love! You’d think everything would be all hunky-dory, but nah. When is it ever? Muse B hasn’t got a clue and Muse A admires Muse B way too much - to the point where they’re intimated by Muse B’s presence - to ever say a word. Aside from Muse A’s fixation with Muse B, Muse A looks up to Muse B as a role model. Muse B is perfect in Muse A’s eyes and takes a lot from their life into their own. Muse A learns a lot from Muse B about life and whatnot. Muse B shares and shows Muse A a lot of new things, share new experiences together. But Muse A’s feelings for Muse B gets in the way sometimes (i.e. jealousy).
    “Listen, stop trying to be somebody else. Don’t try to be someone else. Be yourself and know that that’s good enough.”
    Muse A is going through an identity crisis of some sort. Muse B is Muse A’s best friend and they’re noticing the changes, that Muse A isn’t being themselves anymore. There’s a distance growing between them, Muse A is getting themselves into situations or doing things they never had before, and Muse B reacts to this in whatever way you decide Muse B would.
    “Forgot to tell you, gotta tell you how much I vibe with you and we don’t gotta be solo.”
    Muse A and Muse B just met but they completely hit it off. Whether or not this leads off romantically or just in a best friend, platonic friendship or whatever is up to you. Just two people who vibe. Partners in crime. Leggo.
    “Sun rising, sand, comes a morning, haunting us with the beams.”
    Summer fun! Muse A and Muse B camp out - in a tent or in one of their cars, whatever - at the beach after a fun day in the sun and water. Good stuff. Fun times.
    “That’s like never cause I made you use your self control and you made me lose my self control.”
    Muse A and Muse B used to be in a long-term relationship together but it crashed and burned. They used to be really close but everything fell apart. They had an ugly breakup. Now it’s much later, the both of them have moved on with their lives, but an event brings them together again. Old feelings stir up. What happens next?
    “I know you don’t need me right now and to you it’s just a late night out.”
    Muse A is more or less used by Muse B. How Muse A is being used by Muse B is up for interpretation. Muse A knows it, Muse B knows it, but they go along with it anyways. It’s an unhealthy cycle but neither of them know how to put an end to it.
    “You are from my past life. Hope you’re doing well, bruh.”
    Muse A and Muse B used to be friends. Nothing ever happened in particular to make them stop being friends - they just grew apart. It happens. The two run into each other again though and shit is awkward, as if they’re strangers again. As if nothing ever happened between them. Is it time to restart or fake smile a small conversation away until they figure out an escape plan?
    “Solo that I am no rookie but I feel like a kid looking at the other kids with astonishment while I’m on punishment, watching the summer come close to an end.”
    Muse A has come to a wall in their career. They’re starting to feel discouraged and a little hopeless. They’ve lost their spark; their motivation. Watching others, those younger than Muse A, succeeding far past them even at the age their at now has put a damper on their mood. Muse A is constantly asking themselves “what’s the point?” Muse B wants to help Muse A back on their feet and realize this isn’t the end of the world.
    “Now to the edge I’ll race, to the end I’ll make it, all the risk, I’ll take it.”
    Muse A and Muse B are best friends - polar opposites who are brought together through their differences. Muse A is kind of a nutjob. Muse A likes living life on the edge a bit and finds enjoyment in taking all sorts of risks. The life of the party, if you will. Muse B is pretty meek and quiet, mostly staying to themselves, but goes along with Muse A’s shenanigans anyway. Muse A gets them into all sorts of shit all the time. Muse B freaks out about it every time.
    “Pure jealousy for nothing.”
    Just a jealousy plot. Lots of flexibility with this plot too…mostly because I’m a little stumped on this one, so bear with me. Whatever you wanna do with jealousy being the theme.
    “I’ll be honest, I wasn’t devastated. But you could have held my hand through this, baby.”
    Muse A *just* broke up with Muse B. Muse A broke up with Muse B coldly, just abandoning Muse B without much of a word. Muse B had seen it coming for a while, though. Muse B is heartbroken, of course, but just wishes things could’ve went differently.
    “I care for you still and I will forever.”
     Muse A and Muse B used to be close but a huge fight left tension between the two. Muse A knows how to hold a grudge and is too prideful to even apologize to Muse B. Muse B knows how to put their pride aside, but is too scared to say anything to Muse A. They still care for each other, only Muse A is shoving that feeling aside, pretending they don’t care about Muse B, while Muse B tears themselves apart every day wondering if Muse A is okay.
    “I’d do anything for you (in the dark).”
    Muse A and Muse B love each other. Muse A wants to be open about this, tell the world, scream it from a rooftop, but Muse B has commitment issues. Muse B doesn’t want any label, doesn’t want anyone to know. Knowing Muse B would rather hide everything than to commit hurts Muse A. Regardless, Muse A goes along with it but thinking about how Muse B is able to hide Muse A makes Muse A wonder what Muse B is keeping from them.
    “There will be mountains you won’t move.”
    Muse A is an optimistic idealist. Muse B is a pessimistic realist. Muse A is very much on the “You can do anything if you believe!” mindset while Muse B finds that absolutely ridiculous. Then reality hits Muse A.
    “What’s your name? What’s do you do? What’s your first memory?”
    Muse A and Muse B just met, but skip the small talk. Muse A immediately starts to pry - or at least Muse B feels like they are - by asking incredibly deep and personal questions even though they’ve known each other for about three minutes now. Is Muse B freaked out, or do they enjoy it?

( remember that literally all these can be tweaked to your liking. every single one is up for your own interpretation. they’re all pretty loose anyway. none are set in stone. you don’t have to do exactly what every of them state. all of these are just for inspiration to get some creative juice flowing. also a lot are pretty similar since blonde has a lot of reoccurring themes.)

History of Japan RolePlay Starters

“Hire a Samurai~♪ “ 

“Japan is an island by the sea filled with volcanoes and it’s BEAUTIFUL~!”

“So now there’s people on the island, they’re basically sort of hanging out in between the mountains.” 

“They’re using the latest technology, like stones and bowls.”

“Ding dong, it’s the outside world and they have technology from the future, like really good metal and crazy rice farms.” 

“But this one was the most, most, important, ruled by a heavenly super-person, or emperor for short.”

“Knock, knock, get the door, it’s religion.” 

“The new prince wants everyone to try this hot new religion from baekje.”

“Please try this religion.” 

“No. Said everybody again, quieter this time.” 

“Can you call us something else other than dipshit?” 

“How about sunrise land~ ♪ “

“And they stole China’s alphabet and wrote a book about themselves.” 

“They conquered the north finally, get that squared away.” 

“A rich hipster name Kukai is bored with modern Buddhism.” 

“The royal palace became such a dream world of art that they really didn’t give a shit about running the country.” 

“How are you supposed to protect your shit from criminals?

“Breaking news, the Mongols have invaded China.” 

“Please respect us or else we might invade you as well.” 

“They tried again and had a nice time fighting with the Japanese but then died in a tornado.” 

“And the emperor can still dress like an emperor if he wants that’s fine.” 

“Now there’s more art~♪ ”

“Everyone voted so hard that the palace caught on fire and burned down.” 

“and the WHOLE country broke into pieces.”

“Knock, knock, it’s Europe. No, they’re not here to take over, they just want to sell some shit like clocks and guns and Jesus~♪“ 

“There was poetry, plays, sexy times, puppet shows, and Dutch studies!” 

“Knock, knock, it’s the United States, with huge boats. With guns. Gunboats.” 

“Stop, no, you can’t take that. We were gonna try and build a railroad through here to try and get some warm water.”

“Can you maybe chill?” 

“How about maybe you chill?” 

“You’ll never guess who is also kind of scared of Russia.” 

“It’s time for world war 1~♪”

“How bout I do, anyway~♪” 

“Their friends and our friends are not friends, plus they’re planning on invading the entire ocean.♪ ” 

Daniel Radcliffe, Chloe Grace Moretz, ‘Spider-Man’s’ Tom Holland Set Sail for ‘The Modern Ocean’

Anne Hathaway, Keanu Reeves, Daniel Radcliffe, Chloe Grace Moretz and Jeff Goldblum will star in Shane Carruth‘s indie drama “The Modern Ocean” alongside Tom Holland, Asa Butterfield and “Beasts of No Nation” breakout Abraham Attah, it was announced Tuesday.

Carruth will also star in the movie, which FilmNation Entertainment will begin shopping to international buyers at the upcoming American Film Market. The script is said to be 200 pages long and feature pictures and diagrams.

“The Modern Ocean” chronicles a competition for valuable shipping routes and the search for a hidden cache of priceless material. The film is said to explore the powerful need for vengeance in a secretive world filled with mysterious technologies and bitter rivalries.

“The Modern Ocean” is being produced by Blackbird’s Lawrence Inglee, Carruth’s erbp Film and Tadmor’s Eyal Rimmon.

peetasbunmyoven  asked:

"That day. Could you ever have imagined they would say two?" He looks up from where he's sprawled behind me on the couch and seemingly mesmerized tracing circles on the mountain that is my stomach. God I love his eyes. I hope one of the tiny heartbeats that match mine will one day match him. "Hmm? Two? Well, I was terrified of one so no two never entered my mind. But I love it even more now. I can't get enough of you. So more of us? Kinda perfect Jen." He sighs and kisses my stomach. "So perfect

Looking up to him, i smile softly. “I’m just scared,” I shrug.

“Scared?” he frowns

“Yeah. Scared for the people around us, who’ll have to live with four of us, instead of two.”

Josh shakes his head. “Damn. You’re right.”

I think about our first meeting. About our thousand of moments together. The zombie discussions, the pizzas, the cats roleplaying, the ocean pee sessions, my lack of filter, him questionning himself over human flesh in an interview, me flashing the middle finger in front of the press.

And I truly wonder what could possibly come out when you mix all of this together.

“I’m scared too, now,” Josh tells me. “The world is so not ready for that much awesomeness.”

I smile. Can’t stop, won’t stop when he’s around.

“So, so perfect, Joshy.”

Our Ocean - (Closed Roleplay)

     Kouichi looked over at the small stack of books on his bedside table.  Some of the book covers were worn with yellowed pages, some of them dog eared.  Occasionally he would pick one up and flip through it, looking at the small notes that were scrawled in black ink in the margins.

     He loved these books.  They all meant something to him.  The smell the books gave off from the old pages, the stories that unfolded in them.  They were gifts that he cherished.

     It was several weeks after his 24th birthday.  He had thought that maybe things would be different, but it was still all the same.  Working two jobs, coming home to his apartment, trying to figure out what he wanted to do with his college diploma.  In between all this he would go out with friends and grab some drinks occasionally, but it wasn’t the norm for him.  Although he was one of the most well known boys through middle school and high school, he didn’t like playing it off like he had been. He acknowledged that he was well known, but he didn’t let that get to him.  He guessed his bout of popularity throughout his younger years had been because he had been one of the top soccer players at the school, which thanks to him and his teammates, they were able to win several championships.  But after the fun and games, he always enjoyed going home and sitting in his bedroom, looking out the window and riding a book or writing down a poem that he thought up in his head.

     He tousled his brown hair with his fingers and grimaced.  His hair was starting to get long again, but he didn’t feel like walking across town to get it cut today. Instead, he picked up the book lying on the bottom of the stack on his bedside table and walked toward the front of his house.  He listened to the small creaks the floorboards made in his apartment.  It was a nice place.  It was small, but just big enough that someone could breathe in it without feeling claustrophobic.  He liked to keep everything neat for the most part, but he decided to overlook the dirty plates that were sitting in his sink from last night.  His brother, Kouji, had been driving across the city and had stopped by.  Kouji was younger than him, and pretty much the opposite.  He reveled in the attention of others, and always had his arm around some petite girl’s shoulders.  But it had been nice seeing his brother.  They were several years apart, but they were close, and he felt comfort when Kouji would come to him for help.

     But now the place was quiet again.  He didn’t feel like putting on any music because he felt like it would just be a distraction, and not a solution.  He loved the quiet, and yet, it made him feel lonely when he had to live with it for so long.  Maybe he would get a cat.  Or a dog.  But he couldn’t think of too many dogs that would be able to comfortable lay on his lap, as he read the newspaper or played a crossword.  A cat would be nice.

    He sighed and gave a small smile anyway.  It was a little lonely, but he would be fine.  He was always slightly introverted in contrast to the rest of his family.  But it didn’t mean that he didn’t miss the constant chatter of others.

    Walking out the door, he locked it behind himself and out of habit, checked his pocket for his apartment key, nodded to himself, closed the door, and walked out of the building.

     The breeze hit him as soon as he walked out the door.  It was coming in from the west today, so he could smell the salt and sand of the ocean, just four blocks away.  He wasn’t sure why, but something about the smell, the summery feel to it, and the way the sun was shining perhaps, but he felt that it wouldn’t hurt to maybe not go to his usual hangout at the coffee shop today.  Granted it was closer, but it had rained for about a week straight, and the sun finally coming through the clouds was a scene that would make the most cynical person smile.

     And so he walked to the beach.  He would watch the waves, and see, maybe something new would be in store for him there.