mechanical meatsack
fish dude extrodinaire
" after all, a rose colored campus life is nothing more than an illusory dream "
mech's 1x1 fandom rp interest thingie
i apologize for the mess in advance i don't know how to properly structure stuff
If interested in any of these just comment or PM me and we can discuss more about the RP!
- I write semi-lit, in third person, however i'm open to first person as well
- Could usually write around 300-600 words, or 1-3 paragraphs, 5 if i'm pushing it. i could try pushing it though if you need me to
- I am currently 15. I understand if anyone is uncomfy rping with me if im a minor. i don't really mind what age someone rps with me though
- I take a long time to reply, sometimes even months. I just either get busy to remember or have some sort of creativity slump. Sorry in advance if I do this
- English? Not exactly my first language so if you see any bad grammar or punctuation or the sentence is just. awkward. feel free to call me out on any of that i want to improve on that
- Have discord, so if you want to talk to me there just ask me personally what my tag is
Note: Some of these we could change based on your liking, we could discuss it before the rp starts if you'd like
- Definitely okay with frequent OOC talk! About the rp, our characters, or whatever really!! Totally up to make friends :-)
- Give me your headcanons please i could send em to you also but my brain's usually blank. im very passionate about all of these pieces of media
- Please let me know if you've started to feel uninterested in the rp, no hard feelings
- I'd like us to take time to set up the plot and characters and such
- When it comes to relationships in rps unless the characters have an already established relationship, i want it to develop slowly through character interactions
- Love triangles a big no go for me. Cannot change my mind on this one
- I still don't exactly understand what a doubling is but we could definitely do that!
- OC x OC, Canon x Canon, Oc x Canon, i'm okay with all of these
- For romantic ships, i'm uncomfortable doing it with anyone over 18
- Okay with aus!
- I'm not too keen on trying more darker rps. I can try, but I don't think i'm well equipped for those kinds of subject matter
- Angst is always alright though, the way i write it is only a tadbit clunky
- Ghost friendly!
- Crossovers are fun, we could do that with any of the listed media here. Hell, even the ones i don't know about. Go wild!
Notes: I don't have any plots ready. I could play any character you'd like me to, i'm not picky when it comes to that. These are just the characters i feel confident in playing in
Splatoon
Characters: Any of the splatband members!! Marie, Agent 4, Cuttlefish, Marina, most of the shopkeepers
Additional note/s: Looking for anyone willing to play the splatbands with me!
BOTW/Hyrule Warriors: AOC
Characters: Yunobo, Riju, Master Kohga, Robbie, Purah, Zelda
Additional note/s: -
Obey Me
Characters: Simeon, Luke, Beelzebub, a demon oc i have!!
Additional note/s: -
Tatami Galaxy/ Tatami Time Machine Blues
Characters: Watashi, Akashi
Additional note/s: Just them hanging out is fine by me in all honesty, i like seeing them as a weird friend group
Skyward Sword
Characters: Fi, Zelda, Peatrice
Additional note/s: I want to do a little au thing with Ghirahim and Fi! or just them interact
Takeo-Chan Bukkairoku
Characters: idk any actually
Additional note/s: -
Keep Your Hands Off Eizouken
Characters: Asakusa Midori
Additional note/s: -
OHSHS
Characters: Kyoya, Haruhi
Additional note/s: Anime only, haven't finished yet, willing to do a fantasy au
That Time I Got Reincarnated as A Slime
Characters: Beretta, Ramiris, Benimaru
Additional note/s: -
Parappa the Rapper/Um Jammer Lammy
Characters: Lammy, Prince Fleaswallow, Teriyaki Yoko
Aditional note/s: looking Lammy x Katy Kat!!! also Rammy and Yoko too. Prince Fleaswallow and any of the other teachers cool as well
Street Fighter 6
Characters: Manon, Luke, Kimberly, E. Honda
Aditional note/s: This is the first SF game I've played so i have limited knowledge on characters and lore. Looking for someone to rp Marisa x Manon with!
Kekkai Sensen
Characters: Any!
Aditional note/s: -
Darkstalkers/Vampire Series
Characters: Rikuo, Lilith, Lord Raptor, BB Hood
Aditional note/s: Very open to crossover stuff for this one!
SSBU
Characters: Wii Fit Trainer, Link
Aditional note/s: in all honesty i just want to rp as the WFT so uh interested in that? tell me!!
all three of these kind of suck, i'll make new ones soon just bear with these ones for a while please
[Quick snippet i made on the spot]
Makop sighed, looking out of the spaceship’s window. Planets, stars and space rocks slowly drifted away from her. She pulled out her Neurovex, opened the camera, and began recording. “Your request has been fulfilled.” She stated. A small leather bag came into view of the camera, some small teeth coming out of tip. “I’m on my way to Glidhar to give this to you. I hope you have my payment ready.” She stopped recording and sent it to her client. She sighed, then sat down on the cold, metal floor of the ship.
Her heart felt tranquil. After a few hours of fighting on a mountain on some random cold planet she can finally rest easy now. She checked her arms. Wounds still fresh from the fight. Bandages wrapped sloppily around her arms and legs. The stings of their blades still linger on her calloused skin. She sighed, glad she came out of it with all her limbs attached.
Just then when she was about to settle down and take a well deserved nap, her pocket buzzed. The hunter groaned, rubbing her temples. She got her Neurovex out once again. A holograph came out of the device, showing a cloaked figure with a strange triangular mask on.
“What do you want from me this time, Corpro?” Makop scowled. Her voice sounded hoarse and tired. Sleepy even.
“Makop, I have something you must fetch for me.” The cloaked being answered with sophistication in his voice. Even if it was buried under a strange, nasally accent.
She groaned. “Can you contact me some other time? I just finished a job with a client and as you can see—” She gestured to her face, various wounds of all types scattered across her green face, “—i’m not exactly in any mood or shape to partake in another one of your schemes. So goodbye.”
Before he could say anything else, she closed the camera and shoved it back into her pocket. Maybe if she heard him out she would have to go on a long, exhausting adventure to do whatever crazy task he wanted to give him. It might've been a fun adventure. It might've been a life changing one even. But she was tired and already injured. So some other poor schmuck has to take on the task.
She stretched a bit, leaned back against the wall, then drifted off to sleep.
[A short description of one of Fi's earliest memories]
A bright blue sky. That was the first ever thing she saw when she was first conceived.
She looked at the rest of her surroundings, only to be met with the same thing. A sea of clouds slowly floating by. The only noise present was that of a gentle breeze. She looked down. A dark, water-like surface. It reflected the endless sky, and herself.
Her glossy blue skin almost blended in with the backdrop. A long purple-blue cape took up a majority of her body, save for her dainty legs that were floating a few inches above ground. Her short hair looked as stiff as a rock, with a pointy tip at the top. Framing her face like a helmet would. And her face. Her face looked apathetic. Large, white empty sockets stared back. Similar to that of a doll or a statue.
After assessing herself, she went back to looking at the sky. There wasn’t that much to look at, or do. She wasn’t really expecting much, other than a strange feeling that she’s waiting for something—or perhaps someone— to come. To tell her something important.
But there seemed to be no sign of life for as far as she could see. Just herself and the surrounding endless horizons.
Then a bright light appeared in front of her.
There stood a tall figure. Her dress flowed with the rhythm of the sea. It shimmered like a pearl, decorated with an intricate design. Colourful plumes accented her outfit wonderfully, as did her hair. Bits of it entangled within her golden locks. Soft as cotton and golden like a sunset. Her eyes beamed with divinity and hope.
The figure opened her mouth and spoke. “Welcome to your new body.” Her voice rang loud in the empty realm. Full of power, yet tender as well. “I have created you for a very important mission, Fi.”
Fi. The name sounded like a musical note. One that’s high and floaty. Hearing it brought back several memories. Most notably the person in front of her's name. Hylia. Her Creator.
[small snippet of an old short story i didn't finish"
“You know the old house at the edge of Calamity Street? That place is definitely haunted. At night, when the neighborhood sleeps, the spirits rise. Some claim that at night, they could hear shrills of terror within the house. Some claim that the terrible smell from the house was of rotting corpses. Some claim that they’ve seen grotesque silhouettes from inside the house, the kind that could never be human. Some claim they could see ghouls behind their heavily secured backyard. ”
Those are the stories that Andie heard. From her classmates, neighbors, even her own family members. They’ve all heard the tale of the spooky old mansion, and they all believed it. Including Andie. Everytime she looked at it on the way to her friend's house, a feeling of dread always chilled down her spine. Even just walking past would make her feel goosebumps.
And now she’s standing right infront of its door.
That night, during a game of truth or dare at a sleepover, she foolishly chose dare. Her friends decided that she must go inside the house and steal something. The mention of the house made her stomach flip, but she didn’t want to seem like a coward to her friends. She was known as “The Fearless Eagle” among her school. She was the only one that managed to climb the tallest tree in the forest, which was as high as an electric pole. She managed to go inside the dark, eerie school basement and grab old school supplies with only a lantern to keep her company. She even killed three wasps with her shoe alone. Even she’s surprised.
But she knows her friends are watching, waiting for her to get in there and get out with some bones or something. So she took a deep breath, swallowed her fears temporarily, and after a brief moment of hesitation, she turned the doorknob and went in.
Inside, the hallway was engulfed in darkness. She rummaged through her backpack and got out a flashlight that her friend gave her. She turned it on and the hallway became more visible, though only a little bit. The hallway only had a cold, dusty wooden floor and musty, crusty walls. No lights, no clocks, not even a welcome mat. She gulped, then stepped foot into the dark hallways.
THUD!
The door closed shut right behind her. Her heart rate rose. She frantically turned the doorknob, but it just won’t budge. She banged on the door, calling for help. Calling her friends names. Tears started to form in her eyes. She started sobbing quietly, then it became louder and louder. She flopped onto the floor, defeated.
This is it. This is how her life would end. Either dying to one of the monsters, or rotting here all alone. She didn’t want this to happen. Regret filled her head. She gave up. She fell to her knees, sobbing.
“No,” She wiped the tears off her face. “This is stupid, why are you crying?” She said to herself, “This is just some dumb old house. There’s probably no one here! Get up, and go find something, then find a way out. Easy.” She slowly got on her feet, only slightly shaking. “There’s no such thing as monsters.” She gripped her flashlight tightly, took a deep breath, and ventured deeper into the house.
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