|| : OOC

Mun is taking an indefinite hiatus—but hopefully not more than a week or two— personal life has been quite difficult lately and I’m struggling to make time for Blue Sky.

Looking forward to seeing everyone again when I return. >3

[ this post will be pinned until I return. ]

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍'𝚟𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 —
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭.

Lies of P RP account, starring Carlo Geppetto - the f̶o̶r̶g̶o̶t̶t̶e̶n̶ maligned son

Viktor "Herald"
18+ for romance/darker themes
Gentleman scientist
Hexcore Fused
Open dms
Multiship with Chem

Cannon divergent/
independent portrayal

"is this a chance to restart?"

"Perhaps I'll stick around."

((Video edit not done by me, I got permission on tiktok lol))

"What kind of music do you like?"

The piano soldier of Piltover.

🎹 Arcane RP Account
🎹 MVRP Friendly
🎹 18+ Writer
🎹 10+ years of RP experience.
🎹 New to universe.

Repost and like please?

|| OOC:

genuine question for my peers who have jobs: how do you guys balance a full-time job and roleplaying?

i am struggling so hard to find the time to RP because my work days are so frequent and so full 🫠

stands awkwardly in the doorway.

wait, wasn’t she supposed to be doing something?

“ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ,

||Lit+ RP
||multiship
||19+ for dark/mature themes
||dm to plot

ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ᴡʜʏ ᴡᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ.”

#arcanerp #ccxcc

+
She inquires, the question unasked relating to his phantasmal nature.

Her expression freezes once she realizes he nabbed the apple away, before pouting playfully at its loss.

“Killing I can do,” she forms her fingers into the shape of a pistol—her trademark— aiming at nothing in the distance, murmuring a [pew]. “I’ve got quite the tricks up my sleeve. Do you?” +

—: 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒
(+ additional!)

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❝𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 ₣ⱤłɆ₦Đ₴…❞

♖ [18+]

♖ [Lit/Exp]

♖ [Semi-Selective]

❝{ 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕟. }❞

ⁱⁿᶠᵒ ᵇᵉˡᵒʷ

♡ + ⟳

[🤨].

The mun is drinking one too many energy drinks.

Don’t forget! When RPing, write the words! Words are good.

“The /fabric of reality?/ Jeez, this is crazy— even for me.”

“So, what are we doing about this, huh?” Jinx appears beside him in an instant, her arm wrapped around him. The apple freshly in her hand as she chucks it up to catch it. A fading, pink trail leads from her eyes wisping away in the wind.

[ @thelittleman.bsky.social ]

Unwrapping the paper reveals one of her chompers. This one doesn’t doesn’t explode (into flames, rather) but it faintly shimmers with glitter.

“Custom made, too!”

“Almost there!

I’ll be your big, fat he— I mean, Santie Claus.”

“You and me both, sister,” Jinx said, placing her hands on her hips. This Jinx’s eyes haven’t quite lost their shine yet, and they eyed the Other Jinx with interest. Taking in her features, their clear differences.

“You look like you could use a pick me up, huh? Whaddya say?”

“If I lose, you can borrow my gun for…a day.

If [you] lose, well, we can discuss the fine print later.”

She places a finger to her chin, curious, eyeing the card closely.

“—IIIIntresting. So what now?

Wait—don’t tell me! You’re setting up a magic trick.”

Jinx holds an imaginary card up in the air, “Is [this] your card?” she exclaims, her best vaudevillian accent in tow.

This Jinx is also wandering The Lanes. Her gaze focused and stone cold ahead of her— determined not to think too much about her own shortcomings. Made things easier and kept the worst of the hallucinations at bay.

— Until she saw her own silhouette reflected back at her.

“Jinx? I mean…[me]?”

“Fat chance!

…Higher stakes this time?”