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blorbo-academy
**What is this RP?** - A **college/academic AU** - The universe is **modern magic** - e.g. the internet, electricity, appliances, modern housing and plumbing exists - The setting used is the DnD-canon **Strixhaven University**, but **with modifications** to fit our RP - This is a sort of **"slice of life"**-RP, with room for RP events to be hosted, as everyone wishes! **What kind of character can I make?** - A **student** (they can be a first year student or a more experienced one!) - A** teacher/professor** (you can choose a subject your character can teach from the list below!) - A **staff member** (they can work with and wherever you like on campus!) - Anything you can come up with! Hop into our OOC channel with your idea! https://discord.com/channels/1151902831310274651/1300502870851977216 **How do I get a room/location for my character?** - Anyone can create a new thread in this forum - It's advised to format the thread accordingly: a clear title of what the room is, and where it is located - You can also add the correct location tag for your thread - In this info thread is a compiled list of locations (student dorm room list can be found pinned in https://discord.com/channels/1151902831310274651/1300866493894103220) which you can use as a pointer - Ping @joeldritch to have your new location added to the list! If you **need help** or wish to **discuss anything** regarding the RP, or simply wish to brainrot with us, the OOC chat thread is for this very purpose: https://discord.com/channels/1151902831310274651/1300502870851977216 This whole thing is mainly orchestrated by @joeldritch, and any major RP-related questions can be directed to him, either through a ping in one of the OOC channels, or through a DM!Page 1 of 1
Slightscribbles (Tav: Salleone)
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A knock at the door jolted the nurse from her book. A delivery she'd been anxiously awaiting. She rushed to the door, a mix of nerves and excitement. The packaging alone was far more luxurious than she or her bank balance was used to. A sleek, purple box housed her last-minute decision, a desperate hope, a silent wish—all beautifully wrapped up and tied with a silver ribbon. She carefully untied it and removed the lid to find the dress and shoes she'd splurged too much of her pay check on. Far too extravagant for a mere appearance, her vanity hinted at a deeper desire. She yearned to impress, to captivate. But who? There was only one man who'd captured her attention lately and she had no idea if he would he even show up. She checked her phone just incase, a flicker of hope ignited and subsequently extinguished as the screen reminded her, _0 new messages, 0 invitations_. Disappointment washed over Sal. Perhaps the professor wasn't going. Or, perhaps, he wasn't interested in going with _her_, maybe he was going with someone else? (_Well, in that case i'll be happy for him... of course... we're just... friends? ... No, we're not even on first name terms, we're just acquaintances, I guess...) If only she'd plucked up the courage to ask him then at least she'd know, but that was too daunting, she couldn't risk putting her heart on the line until she knew it was safe. (_putting my heart on the line... A bit dramatic isn't it? We really don't know each other well enough for the stakes to be quite that high yet_) So why does it feel like that's the case, is she really that terrified of rejection? Gods! why did she allow herself to indulge in these silly little fantasies! (_Foolish woman..._) The dress, once a symbol of spirited hope and desire, now felt like a cruel reminder of unfulfilled wishes. She stared at it, a heavy sigh escaping her lips.
Slightscribbles (Tav: Salleone)
@Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING
Nurse Willowmoon (Sal) APP
12/12/2024 at 07:49:30 CSTA muscular arm belts around her exposed torso, keeping her in place whilst she writhes beneath him, rolling her hips into his groin, she welcomes him, encourages him, urges him to continue exploring. He bites the leather glove off his free hand, tossing it away and plants his naked hand against one of her strong, exposed, thighs with a satisfying slap. Leaving a trail of hot kisses down her spine she wriggles with pleasure beneath him. Finally, his palm drags over her thigh towards her core, to where she wants him to bury himself, to where she aches for him. Slowly he explores, fingers press into her skin as he goes. She can't help but moan, the heat pooling within her is quickly becoming a wildfire. He nudges under her skirt and continues his ascent upwards, eventually reaching her soft, smooth cheeks and nothing else, apart from an _open goal_. He hisses with approval. Regarding him over her shoulder she catches his sly look and the nurse smirks back with a soft, welcoming, half-lidded gaze, purring her invitation to the professor. "Alestan...I want you" A little further investigation and he finds the silky evidence between her legs that lets him know just how much she wants him. He pushes her skirt up, over her ass and dips a slick digit through her folds. She arches towards him with a sharp gasp and his cock twitches in response, throbbing, straining, desperate to dive in, but he doesn't let her know. He leans in, pressing his weight against her, pinning her flush to the desk as he nuzzles her ear and smugly hums with a smirk. "So it would seem." -------------------------------------------------------------- The zip of his trousers is the last sound she hears, as her dream fades away and she awakens to the cold reality. "Ugh..." She turns over, hugging one of her pillows, debating if she should try to remember or forget every detail.
A symphony of desire echoes through a dark, lantern lit room. Ragged breaths become hungry whimpers as their kiss deepens and tongues dance together. His touch, both forceful yet gentle pushes her towards, something, anything solid, till her plump cheeks bump against the edge of a sturdy oak desk. Her slender fingers tangle in his hair, coaxing his head backwards. Salt and pepper locks, once slicked back, now tousled with desire as she traces his neck with her tongue. His eager hands blindly unbutton her uniform to reveal beautiful, warm toned skin, glistening in the candle light. Their hips grind together as one and she purrs his name against his lips, tenderly seductive, sending a shiver down his spine. Replying with a soft growl, he paws at the lace of her bra, tugging it aside to reveal plush breasts that he cups firmly and squeezes, stoking an inferno within them both. The nurses' gasps become wanton moans when he follows up the teasing flicks of a thumb over her nipple, with a rasping suck against her neck, leaving his mark of passion. Her equally bold hands abandon his hair to dive beneath his top. Nails scratch lightly over his beautifully toned torso, muscles flexing under her tips. It must be a dream, he couldn't possibly feel this perfect. The professor's grasp becomes firm and desperate as he clutches her hips and spins the nurse around, bending her over the desk. His emboldened groin, still restrained by far too many clothes, grinds against her peachy ass, searching for blessed relief. When he pulls at her unbuttoned collar she follows, arching her supple back and turning to claim his lips in a passionate kiss once more.
Slightscribbles (Tav: Salleone)
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@Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING
Notification APP
12/12/2024 at 00:58:40 CSTFrom: Nurse Willowmoon Oh, that's a shame; I guess it was probably just something extra my dad added, I wonder if it's a Moonshae thing. Well, Never mind, the search continues! You're going to bed with no dinner? Professor, if you don't look after yourself, there's a chance you might get a house call from a very stern nurse carrying a hot meal! Bonam noctem, Professor Scion
Nurse Willowmoon (Sal) APP
12/12/2024 at 00:57:59 CSTAfter finishing her dinner, the nurse cleans the kitchen and showers the day off. Once she's dried, she dresses in some comfortable dark pyjamas covered with a little autumn-coloured mushroom pattern and slips into bed. She checks her phone; he's replied. She snuggles under the covers, reads, and taps out a reply before she falls asleep. https://discord.com/channels/1151902831310274651/1315591340603478067/1316633967163867209
Slightscribbles (Tav: Salleone)
@Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING
Notification APP
12/10/2024 at 04:05:23 CSTfrom: Nurse Willowmoon Ah of course! I feel like I should have figured that out really. -# Rookie mistake Sal... Several variations? I only know the one, tell me, was your version ever made with a particular secret ingredient? -# She remembers how her father would add something savoury but vegetarian to the pot. An ingredient which has eluded her since his death. Food has never tasted quite the same ever since. Oh! and, make sure you do, or else Professor Leavitt will be sad! -# And me too.
Nurse Willowmoon (Sal) APP
12/10/2024 at 04:03:39 CSTWith her message sent, she turns her feydio on, just in time for the DJ to introduce the next song. https://www.youtube.com/live/ajvWL95rkwc?si=8RYoG7MscueyP0-e&t=1977 Soft, easygoing music fills the room. It sounds almost romantic, evoking the feeling of a slow dance with whispered words of affection between partners. Something she often craved, the warmth and intimacy of a lover's embrace. She finds the track on YouWeave Music and adds it to one of her playlists. A buzz from the phone makes her pause from her meal and a smile touches her lips when she sees the professor's picture. A starlit photo from his walk home. Her mind raced, could he have been thinking of her whilst he walked? https://discord.com/channels/1151902831310274651/1315591340603478067/1315744682629660743 Then another reply. https://discord.com/channels/1151902831310274651/1315591340603478067/1315752505103351908
Notification APP
12/04/2024 at 22:44:01 CSTFrom: Nurse Willowmoon What are you having for dinner? I've got _Pulmenti. -# soup Minestrone, to be more accurate, though I can't find a translation for that. I guess they didn't have it back in those days? _Pulmenti cum faba, legumina et pasta is a bit of a mouthful! -# Soup with beans, vegetables and pasta ( @Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING )
Nurse Willowmoon (Sal) APP
12/04/2024 at 22:41:02 CSTThe nurse carries on with her cooking; lighty toasting some crusty bread to go with her soup. When the soup has simmered for a while, she pours the minestrone into a bowl and spreads plenty of butter onto the bread. She wonders what the professor is having, or if he's having anything at all. Surely Ren will be around to make sure he's keeping himself nourished. The nurse places her wine glass down next to her food and takes a picture of the meal.
Notification APP
12/04/2024 at 22:15:29 CSTfrom: Nurse Willowmoon Thank you for the pointers, re: crisps. Now, about the _pestes_, as a druid, I couldn't possibly play favourites; every animal is sacred after all... ... But as someone who's been attacked by one once and thought they were being mugged in the street over a sandwich, I'm inclined to agree! (_Please delete this message once you've read it; no one must know i'm a bad druid! 😅 _) ( @Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING )
Nurse Willowmoon (Sal) APP
12/04/2024 at 22:03:36 CSTWhile the nurse waits, she returns to the clinic and sends the interns home for the day. Most of the cleaning has been done, and luckily there's no students taking up residence overnight. She pops the feydio on and finishes cleaning whilst she listens to a station that's mostly classical music with a little chat peppered between the tracks. The DJ plays a piece that's quite melancholy and dicordant, a mirror to the thoughts of inadequacy pricking her mind at the moment. From within her pocket, her phone buzzes, and she fumbles for it immediately... ... A text from Bryn, her brother, telling his sister how the show he's gotten himself involved in will now be televised and how nervous he feels. She replies with nothing but encouragement, knowing he's going to be fine, but she still reminds him he can pull out at any moment if he's not comfortable. Finally the nurse locks up, turns off the music, and returns to her apartment, where she pours herself a small glass of wine and reheats leftovers from the night before. Her phone buzzes again, and she feels an arresting flush of warmth and nerves as she unlocks the screen to find a reply from the professor. His message is a very straight-forward reply, though very informative; it lacks the playful tone of her previous message. She puts the phone down, chewing at the inside of her cheek and thinking about how she should reply. Does she follow his lead and keep it purely professional? Or is there a better move here? She thinks of it almost like a game of strategy, where his rapt attention is the prize. In the quiet silence of her apartment, accompanied by the cosy glow of candles and under-cabinet lighting, she stirs the pot of soup and flicks through the dictionary again. Then a second message grabs her attention. The use of a crow emoji at the end makes her smile; she didn't think he'd be the type to use them for some reason. She immediately starts tapping a reply
Nurse Willowmoon (Sal) APP
12/04/2024 at 02:20:43 CSTThe wait for a reply is agony! She has to resist messaging him again to say sorry, her fingers are itching to type those words! Instead she puts the phone face down on the desk and wonders if perhaps it would have been better if Irory kept it. A true elf wouldn’t have said this kind of nonsense, they would have come up something elegant and charming (_Stop! Don’t go back down this road_)
Nurse Willowmoon (Sal) APP
12/04/2024 at 01:28:12 CSTThe moment she sends her message she wishes she could unsend it (What an utterly ridiculous message… “What’s 'Packet of Crisps' in Latin?” … AND you didn’t even say hello?! What were you _thinking?!_) She continues to worry about the text with her head buried in her arms for quite some time, berating herself for not having some sort of stimulating conversation starter ready.
Notification APP
12/04/2024 at 01:20:31 CSTMessage from: Salleone Thought I saw Brego rushing past the window, but nope, just a silly old seagull chasing a crisp packet. I had a look through the dictionary because I wondered if 'packet of crisps' would translate to Latin. Gull = Larus Packet = Fasciculus Of = de Crisp = Rigidas So, would 'packet of crisps' translate to _'Fasiculus de rigidas'_? —————————- @Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING
Nurse Willowmoon (Sal) APP
12/04/2024 at 01:19:08 CSTWhen Sal enters she heads straight for her bag, reaching into the dimensional pocket to retrieve the dictionary Alestan recommended, and searches for the translations of what she can see in the photo she just took.
Slightscribbles (Tav: Salleone)
BEDROOM: The bedroom has yet more plants and another log fire too. The bed looks out across a sea of trees. Investigation: DC 5 ||Theres a pair of binoculars next to the window for bird watching. Also in the corner theres a rolled up, but well used yoga mat||
Slightscribbles (Tav: Salleone)
BATHROOM: There's a lot of handmade but luxurious soaps, clay masks, and hair products in here. Investigation: DC 5 ||Theres a bunch of bathbombs in the shape of acorns, flowers and ducks in the cabinet||
Slightscribbles (Tav: Salleone)
SAL'S APARTMENT: A door in the office leads to a small, cosy living room with a crackling hearth, a forest green L-shaped sofa, and a TV in the corner. Towards the back is a small kitchen, and dotted around the place are plenty of soft furnishings, blankets, candles, and plants. A cat flap has been installed in a wall and sometimes a random stray animal will wander in like it owns the place and fall asleep somewhere. Upon the walls are framed photos of what looks like gaggle of people of all races living in a forest. Investigation: DC 5 ||One of the books lying on the large footstool is a book about the history of curses.||
Slightscribbles (Tav: Salleone)
NURSES OFFICE: (Still part of the clinic) Just to the side of the clinic is the nurses office, bright, light, neutral, and full of rustic wooden furniture. This is also where the most potent alchemical ingredients are kept, as well as a wall of terrariums—living samples of habitats from places Salleone's lived or visited. Perception 15: & (Nature Check DC 18:) ||Tucked away at the back, hidden behind the larger bottles, is a small, seemingly insignificant corked test tube. Inside is a sample of black bark. The inside of the bottle is also stained with a viscous black ooze. || (Arcana check DC 18 if you passed the previous perception check.) ||This bark hasn't been burnt; it's been blighted with necromantic energy. As it slides against the glass in the tube, it glistens and leaves behind a fresh ooze. ||
