Aziraphale Angel Cannon with AU tendencies Single shipped: @themrajcrowley.bsky.social Tag: #BlackstarAngel Children: @hellishfancy.bsky.social @anangelicdevil.bsky.social Alter of #DarkDevil Good Omens + OC's + Crossovers encouraged Parody|Trigger Warnings|Mature Themes|21+ #Retweet please
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แดษดแด แด ษชแด ษช แดแดษดษชแด? ษช แดสษชษดแด ษดแดแด! #HistoryRP #TheMummyRP #AdventureRP
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ง๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ. ๐๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ ๐๐ฐฬ๐ต๐ข ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ญ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด. ๐ฝ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ง
Would anyone be so kind as to help an ol' boy out? You see, I'm attending a rather fancy auction tonight, and I'm a bit short on cash. I'm 29,990 shy of 30,000ยฃ. And because I'm a good sport, you can be assured that I'll return the money along with a shiny trinket!
โฆโบโโฉโฝโ ๐ ๐จ๐๐ค ๐๐ฆ๐ค๐ฅ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฃ ๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐. โโพโฉโบโโฆ โพโฉ An independent portrayal of Rick OโConnell from The Mummy franchise โพโฉ #BlueSkyRP
The small police box opened into a vast, humming chamber that defied all logic. He stumbled back out onto the street, stared at the box, then cautiously poked his head back inside. The impossible room was still there. "It's... bigger on the inside," he whispered, the words sounding absurd to his -
"Come on. I'll show you. Just...brace yourself." He says with a smile. This might just break Jonathan's brain. Oh, boy.
Jonathan flinched violently as the blue box slammed back into existence with a groan, staggering back a few steps. He made a sound that was a rather pathetic mix of a gasp and a yelp. "Good Lord, man! A little warning next time!" he stammered, pressing a hand to his chest as if his heart was -
"Several. Allons-y." He laughed and snapped his fingers, the TARDIS materializing next to him. "Oh, and they are VERY good years. You can just call me Doctor, yeah?"
You... hold on. Hold on just a tick," he said, holding up a finger. "The Glimmering Nebula? You've been there? My dear Doctor, that's quite impossible, because I invented it not ten seconds ago! Made it up entirely!" He blinked, processing the next part. "'Time Lord'? A lord of time? Good โ
"Oh, the Glimmering Nebula! Ugh! So beautiful, honey. But no. I'm a Time Lord. Last of them, in fact. It's a long trans-temporal story, honestly." He chuckled and smiled as he shook Jonathan's hand. Bit skittish, this one.
He snatched his hand back almost immediately, tucking it against his chest as if for protection. "Okay? Okay?" he squeaked, his voice pitching higher than he'd like. "My dear fellow, I was just enjoying a perfectly normal, quiet evening, and then you appear from a... a police box that โ
"Breathe, yeah? Slowly, mate. Yeah. I'm Doctor Smith. You okay?" A genuine question from the Time Lord. He needs to work on how to not scare humans. Really thought he'd improved on that. Billion years and he's not any better at this.
Our greatest challenge isn't speaking up against our enemies, but defying those whose approval we seek the most. Former Sultana of Agrabah. The world isn't ready to change. ๐บ Descriptive, AU ๐งโโ๏ธ #AladdinRP ๐ Crossovers welcome ๐ชท More info in thread ๐ Single ship ๐ 21+, NO lewd! โจ๏ธ Please โป and โก ? โจ๏ธ
The ocean is in my soul, and my soul is in the ocean ... Wayfinder, Tautai and demigodess of the wind and sea, who knows what else the ocean will bring? ๐บ Descriptive RP ๐ #MoanaRP ๐ Crossovers welcome ๐ฌ๏ธ More info in thread ๐ Single ship ๐ 21+, NO lewd! โจ๏ธ Please โป and โก ? โจ๏ธ
His flirtatious endeavours were a myriad of successful courting and....well...women whom he could not fool for a second. Even if his stories had some half-truths. Almost always, he would take it one step too far. Some however, cared more about his (inflated) fortune. He certainly lived beyond โ
ใ คใ คใ ค > his methods were often questionable, and he wondered how long it would be before Jonathan's tall tales caught up with him. ใ คใ คใ ค
Jonathan practically froze once the man made contact with him. This lad showed up in a blue telephone box, made it disappear, and possessed some strange otherworldly device. For all he knew, this male figure was a green man of sorts. Either way, Jonathan considered it foolish to fight back. โ
He gently grabbed Jonathan to reassure him, trying to help him chill out. "Okay? I'm a good man. Yeah? Let's start over. I'm Doctor Smith." He held his hand out.
I'm going to Cairo (worth mentioning that the decision was NOT mine wholeheartedly. I have been bribed. By my OWN sister!)
I told my sister that I would NOT be accompanying her to Cairo, and argued that she too, would be better off staying put. Those Medjai fellows are well-fit to take care of that ol' linen sack of bones themselves!
I told my sister that I would NOT be accompanying her to Cairo, and argued that she too, would be better off staying put. Those Medjai fellows are well-fit to take care of that ol' linen sack of bones themselves!
'Handsome'? Well, he was certainly addressing Jonathan. Wait. He's addressing Jonathan. How diโ how did he?!?! Flanked by his side, Carnahan leaped back, and released a startling scream. It was high-pitched. You'd be ashamed; embarrassed, if you had let out a yelp like this man did. He lifted his โ
"Annnnnnnnd on the left. Strange. Unless..." He shook the sonic and scanned again. "No. No change. Argh! What am I missing?!" He had a reason to be there. What? No idea. But he'd find out. He always does sooner or later. Maybe this squirrelly bloke could help. "Hello, handsome!"
//: Jonathan and the Doctor interacting was not on my bingo card but hot damn, I am here for it ๐
Jonathan let out an abrupt sigh, surrendering his hands to his sides. It was no good. For a moment, he thought he was going insane. He'll admit that last drink at the pub which some French fellow had recommended to him was rather unsettling to his stomach. He put his hands on his hips, and โ
Her perception filter worked up to 73 yards. No one would see it. But, yes, he DID look rather daft. Do keep it up, though. She's amused.
Finally! The figure was moving. Jonathan slipped a hand inside his jacket, and produced a hip flask. He proceeded to twist off the cap, take an overly generous slug, and then replace the cap. Dutch courage. While returning it to his pocket, he advanced from the corner, moving stealthily toward โ
"Oh, you're joking! Ooh. That way."
"Uhhhh โ", he responded, folding his arms. Pondering. "Well, let's see. You are a giant, you have impeccable strength and you can do all this...." once again, he gestured a swirling motion with one hand, "magical stuff. And โ you're what โ Swedish?" โ
Are willin' to kill ya for it?"
What a rather curious little device. What was its purpose? It had a strange blue glow at the top โ was it valuable? Jonathan remained in place, though he reversed himself behind the corner of a building, stalking.
He scans the air with his sonic screwdriver, looking for any irregularities. "Come on, baby. Show me what you got."
Jonathan had seen the entire thing before the doctor activated a perception filter. He stood there, in the near distance, bewildered. Once. Just ONCE, he would wish for a normal life. Oblivious to the supernatural, or the alien. He maintained his distance, waiting for the figure to walk away.
@imaprofessional.bsky.social "Mmm. 1930s. Love it! Ha! I'm stepping out for a spot of trouble, old girl! Perception filter should help you keep others away, yeah?"
Once again, his mouth fell open, in complete and utter shock of what had transpired. He could hear their screams from the unprecedented attack, their bodies being chucked into oblivion or God knows where. With that, knowing with certainty that they would pursue him no more, Jonathan inflated his โ
After their jaw works again.