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:: ([personal profile] dreor) wrote2014-06-12 05:31 pm
Entry tags:

open rp;




open roleplay post

for PSLs, meme continuations, AU world building, and everything in between!



ⅰ. reply with your character. include a prompt. written prompts work best!
ⅱ. request a character/verse/continuation in the subject line.
ⅲ. have fun!

unsure of where to start? here are a few of our favourite bakerstreet memes for inspiration:
texts from last night
morning after
rainy/snow day
hurt/comfort
road trip
insomnia

rules:
Ⅰ. nsfw stuff is welcome and encouraged, but please comment or PM for heavy kink discussion.
Ⅱ. i am terrible at writing action scenes. this isn't really a rule, actually, just a fair warning.
Ⅲ. be nice. no shaming or wanking and you get a free cookie.
Ⅳ. do not comment here if i haven't played with you before, or if we haven't previously discussed starting a thread.

graphic by [tumblr.com profile] idrilka


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[personal profile] justlikeacircus 2020-10-07 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
It had been a long day, that's the only excuse he had for making such a stupid mistake - it happened sometimes, and he beat himself up over it every time. He moved just a little too slow and the mob hitman he'd been fighting got the drop on him. He was injured, and Dick had already disarmed him, so at least he took the opportunity to run rather than try and take advantage of the opening Dick had foolishly left him.



He scooped up his gun on the way past, firing blindly over his shoulder (the bullets thankfully going far too wide) and disappearing down the nearest alley. Dick scrambled to his feet and took off after him, swearing under his breath.



He caught the flash of the guy's leather jacket disappearing round the next corner and heard another gunshot followed by a couple of thuds - like the sound of an extremely heavy fist hitting somebody's face, and that somebody hitting the floor, perhaps. He skidded to a halt round the corner and found his quarry on the floor, unconscious, with another man standing over him.



"...uh, thanks?"

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[personal profile] justlikeacircus 2020-10-21 01:38 pm (UTC)(link)

"Hey if you're gonna take out the bad guy for me, feel free to interrupt any time you like." Dick joked, crouching down beside the unconscious mobster and pulling out some cuffs, securing his hands behind his back while also checking him over for the effects of the stranger's hit. A broken nose, but no more serious damage than that, other than a probably concussion and a hell of a lot of bruising. Safe enough to drop off within easy reach of some cops, anyway, since they'd been after this guy for a while.

He was conscious of the other guy while he worked, though, ensuring he could always keep him in the corner of his eye, just in case, but after a little while he straightened up and turned to him.

"I'm Nightwing, by the way... if the costume didn't give it away."

[No worries! I never mind waiting, rl be like that sometimes. Totally still up for both <3]