Morrigan
@ladycfdeath.bsky.social
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    ᅠ ᅠ「 Necromancer Witch 」 ᅠ • original character •     ᅠ #DevilMayCryRP ; #ResidentEvilRP ; #FableRP ; #FantasyRP ; #BorderlandsRP ; #MVRP ; #BSkyRP
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ladycfdeath.bsky.social
❝ 𝘙𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦...
      𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. ❞

[ 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 ]
  𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴
  𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘺𝘮: 𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙧

◄ original character
◄ #MVRP ;
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stempithed.bsky.social

𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙥𝙮𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙬𝙣.


𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈
𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞/𝐎𝐂 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲
𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 & 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧/𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲

#MVRP #HorrorRP #TEWRP
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twodaysold.bsky.social
"𝔇𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔶... ℑ'𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔩𝔢."

#DMCRP & #MVRP
• Serious / non-serious
• SFW & NSFW (DM) 🔞
• Multi-ship' (only with chem')
• Crossover & OCs welcome
• DMs are always open
• Handler isn't new to RP

Please, avoid drama ~
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pace was the last thing she desired, particularly as she sensed she was about to be sick. Very sick.
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"Who the hell would invent a teleporting device just for one person only ?" she mumbled to herself.

She adjusted her position, trying not to fall face-first once more.

"I can't promise the integrity of your hoverboard... or yourself after that ride."

Revolving in circles at a rapid

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doctorcortex.bsky.social
❝Yes. I, certainly. But two of us? No, no, no.❞ He gestured to the raygun holstered at his side. ❝This is a precision instrument! A single-target device, not some clumsy crowd-control contraption.❞

Then, with a sudden burst of enthusiasm, ❝Ah! But my hoverboard, yes! That will do

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She stared at him without blinking, to the point one could wonder if she had passed out while still standing up.

"Can't you teleport ?"
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She stared at him without blinking, to the point one could wonder if she had passed out while still standing up.

"Can't you teleport ?"
doctorcortex.bsky.social
❝You REALLY think you're in any state to climb STAIRS?❞ replied the geneticist, raising an eyebrow. ❝I mean, if you're UP for it then, be my guest.❞
ladycfdeath.bsky.social
With his help, she managed to be back on both feet. Ish. She could feel how unbalanced she was and even grabbed the edge of her seat to avoid falling back down and headbutting the floor.

"Pffft— please... Don't make me regret having fun now."
ladycfdeath.bsky.social
From where she stands, she can hear the cello and the piano.

It's pleasant.
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With his help, she managed to be back on both feet. Ish. She could feel how unbalanced she was and even grabbed the edge of her seat to avoid falling back down and headbutting the floor.

"Pffft— please... Don't make me regret having fun now."
doctorcortex.bsky.social
Cortex set his glass aside and proceeded to awkwardly help her up. ❝Mmmaybe you should sit the whole "roof thing" out this time,❞ he suggested. ❝The last thing I need is you toppling off the side I a stupor. I'd never hear the end of it.❞
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She tried to push herself upward, arms slowly dragging on each side of her body before her palms rested on the floor to give the strength she needed.

And failed.

Her forehead remained on the cold floor, palms still on either side.

"Dunno...," she grumbled. "Gravity's being a bitch, right now."
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She tried to push herself upward, arms slowly dragging on each side of her body before her palms rested on the floor to give the strength she needed.

And failed.

Her forehead remained on the cold floor, palms still on either side.

"Dunno...," she grumbled. "Gravity's being a bitch, right now."
doctorcortex.bsky.social
He'd barely gotten to his feet when Morrigan hit the floor with a thud. He blinked down at her, perplexed, holding his glass out to his side as if worried she'd knock it everywhere like she had hers. ❝Are you GOOD down there?❞
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She didn't hesitate when Cortex extended his glass. A hand reached out to grab the bottle, and soon enough, the empty glass was now refilled.

"That place has a roof ?"

She had always pictured the top being... tiled. Not flat, not like an open patio or terrace just... a proper roof, and not a

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ladycfdeath.bsky.social
She can give a few names regarding people who like Dr. Nefarious within the N. Labs itself.
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up some random villages as well ?"

As she was talking, Morrigan stood up. She took a few steps towards the door. . .

. . . and immediately fell down.

"The room's spinning..."
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rooftop.

The assistant went to pour herself another drink before realising the bottle was now empty. Such a shame. She sighed then put it aside, grabbing her glass like it was her last drink on Earth.

"Giant laser cannon ?" she repeated. "Now, that sounds like a good fun. How about blowing

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She didn't hesitate when Cortex extended his glass. A hand reached out to grab the bottle, and soon enough, the empty glass was now refilled.

"That place has a roof ?"

She had always pictured the top being... tiled. Not flat, not like an open patio or terrace just... a proper roof, and not a

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doctorcortex.bsky.social
Cortex didn’t exactly relax, but his grip on the glass eased up. He gave it a half-hearted swirl, peered at the remnants, and took another sip.

❝Beats me,❞ he said. ❝They probably prattle on about possessions and . . . shadowy . . . things.❞

So far, not doing much to dispel the whole “socially

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Morrigan glanced behind her. There was no one - yet - at the coffee machine. Not tall shadow waiting for its next cup of coffee, no entity lurking in the background.

Her eyes settled back on Cortex.

"Relax," she smiled. "Bob isn't here. Probably

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ladycfdeath.bsky.social
If someone's looking for Bob, he's at the coffee machine.

As usual.
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nuxcia.bsky.social
Bob.

Bob is an eldritch entity capable of blasting anything and anyone with a snap of his fingers. Thankfully, he's addicted to coffee (and loves his mug) and doesn't care about mortal business.

His real name is "Vh'iothralbh". But goes by "Bob".

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[ #eldritch ; #originalcharacter ; #cryptid ]
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nuxcia.bsky.social
Something a lil' different : my OC, but cartoon style. Some of the expressions were really fun to do !

And there's Bob.

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[ #cartoon ; #cartooncharacter ; #originalcharacter ; #oc ]
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with Mister Mask to talk about..."

She paused, and frowned.

"Dunno what cryptids would take about..."
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Morrigan glanced behind her. There was no one - yet - at the coffee machine. Not tall shadow waiting for its next cup of coffee, no entity lurking in the background.

Her eyes settled back on Cortex.

"Relax," she smiled. "Bob isn't here. Probably

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doctorcortex.bsky.social
Cortex’s gaze drifted from Morrigan to the shadows across from them, slow and almost unwilling to look. He swallowed hard. Nothing there. Still, his body had staged a quiet rebellion, both hands clamped around his glass like it might ward off the very demons she talked about.

Demons. Do you HEAR

ladycfdeath.bsky.social
"Your loss, doc'," she shrugged then took another mouthful of her glass to finish it.

"What...? The undead golem ? Nah, that was Tim. Bob is Uka-Uka's friend. I... think they're friend ? Anyway, he's the freakin' tall guy addicted to coffee. Maybe you've seen him around ?"

She gestured

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vaguely in the void.

"He's usually hanging where the coffee station is."
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"Your loss, doc'," she shrugged then took another mouthful of her glass to finish it.

"What...? The undead golem ? Nah, that was Tim. Bob is Uka-Uka's friend. I... think they're friend ? Anyway, he's the freakin' tall guy addicted to coffee. Maybe you've seen him around ?"

She gestured

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doctorcortex.bsky.social
No connection to science. Obviously. As if Uka Uka would ever hire someone with ACTUAL qualifications around here.

Most would argue that “evil” and “competent” were terms that weren't even coexistent, but we digress.

❝Modelling? Modelling WHAT, exactly?❞ he asked. ❝Actually, no. No, I don’t

ladycfdeath.bsky.social
A new chuckle when he mentioned he had been to some parties. Yeah... sure. Anyone would have believed his words. Even in her drunken state, she knew it was a lie. Or a twisted look-better-in-another-light type of light.

"Suuuure thing, doc'."

She moved slightly back, leaning against her

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took another sip of her wine.

"So I've applied and got the job, easily enough. Lab assistants were dropping like flies, it seems."
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chair now.

"Me ? I did some side gigs here and there. Modelling, bartending... stuff like that. And then, Bob told me about an old acquaintance of him who was seeking assistance for one of their surbodinates."

She

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ladycfdeath.bsky.social
A new chuckle when he mentioned he had been to some parties. Yeah... sure. Anyone would have believed his words. Even in her drunken state, she knew it was a lie. Or a twisted look-better-in-another-light type of light.

"Suuuure thing, doc'."

She moved slightly back, leaning against her

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doctorcortex.bsky.social
He recoiled with the grace of a skittery rat when she leaned in. And she REALLY leaned in. His stomach clenched, his knees staged a walkout, and his heart? Oh, that traitorous lump melted like a popsicle in a volcano.

Blast those eyes. Vivid, hypnotic. CLEARLY weaponised. And that voice; smoky

ladycfdeath.bsky.social
"Six," she corrected. "But, hu... the fourth one accidentally ended up falling by the window."

To her sorrow.

She rolled her eyes and leaned slightly forward, deep jade eyes staring at the man.

"Pretty sure you didn't go to too many parties when you were younger

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