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NONVERBAL RP STARTERS.
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Neutral
☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder
👉 Point to something for my muse to see
🤙 Bump into my muse
😊 Sit down next to my muse
🤨 Sit down across from my muse
📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse
✍️ Pass my muse a note
🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse
🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking
Aggressive
🐺 Growl at my muse
😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse
😠 Death Glare at my muse
🙌 Push/Shove my muse
👊 Punch my muse
👖 Kick my muse in the shin
👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot
😵 Knee my muse in the gut
💀 Knee my muse in the groin
🔪 Point a weapon at my muse
🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture
👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar
💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily
Angst
👩⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound
🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention
👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying
💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment
⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma
Soft
👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt
🐈 Lean against my muse’s side
🤝 Hold my muse’s hand
🤗 Pull my muse into a hug
🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee
✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand
🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it
👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes
😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek
Playful
✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder
🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing
😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse
😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse
😱 Make a silly face at my muse
🤭 Tickle my muse
👃 Poke my muse’s nose
💪 Pick my muse up
Comments: 28
Possesslve [2018-11-30 18:16:52 +0000 UTC]
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BUBONlC In reply to Possesslve [2018-12-06 10:03:35 +0000 UTC]
{T}he doctor nearly flinched at the other's touch simply out of impulse, thankfully able to contain an unfazed appearance. Words could never fully express how much he loathed when others would lay their fingers upon his glorious cloak, just the thought almost made him cringe. He even would go as far as to think a good handful of people were unfit to lay their eyes upon it. Deo, however, was different than all the others to him. They were the only person he saw worthy to touch his garb, therefore he had no complaints about the other messing with it.
" What are you doing exactly? "
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Possesslve In reply to BUBONlC [2018-12-07 13:14:53 +0000 UTC]
Deo lets out a quiet chuckle at the question, carefully running his palms down the somewhat rough fabric, making sure to get the wrinkles out.'Just making sure that you look your best! I know you're not nearly as vain as I can be at times, but I still want you to look nice after all!~ After all, who can trust a doctor who is all a mess?"He laughs at his joke, taking a step back to admire them, that grin seeming to grow wider.'Ah!~ Now you look already to preform a life saving surgery!~"
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BUBONlC In reply to Possesslve [2019-01-01 14:30:11 +0000 UTC]
Simon smirked from under his beaked mask, a brief chortle coming from him. He oddly enjoyed how it felt to have his cloak straightened out, though he would be too shy to say that aloud.
" As much as I appreciate it, I doubt people chose to trust me or not based on my cloak. I think my false allegations the facility made and mask I wear settle that quite well. Though who am I to know- I've never asked. "
A small idea clicked within his head once the other stepped away to admire him, and he moved closer after they stared at him for a bit. He placed his hands upon the other's chest and ran his hands slowly through 'their' clothes, snickering all the while. When he felt like he was done he placed his hands upon his own hips, still chuckling to himself.
" Now you're ready to persuade many minds in proper fashion, my dear mischief maker~ "
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Possesslve In reply to BUBONlC [2019-01-18 17:26:43 +0000 UTC]
Deo chuckled loudly when the other straightened his clothes, fixing his tie once the other was done, seeming to be quite satisfied."Why, thank you dear~" He purrs smoothly, taking a step foreword and pressing a kiss against the surgeon's cheek, fingers gently brushing against Simon's neck, still chuckling quietly."You didn't have too~"
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BUBONlC In reply to CreatureOfTheLagoon [2018-11-30 00:40:20 +0000 UTC]
" . . . "
( The doctor cocks his head a bit to the right, confused by the other's action. He knows to not take it as a threat or some sort of insulting gesture since he was quite familiar with them, but he was just clueless to what it could mean. )
" .. What is the meaning of this? "
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CreatureOfTheLagoon In reply to BUBONlC [2018-12-03 13:05:04 +0000 UTC]
/Her tongue was longer than average, around a foot long. The frog genes of her genetic manipulation did make it quite long, but not too long. She chuckled and sucked her tongue back into her mouth. It fit in like a folded lawn chair.
"you is dokty, yes? Tongue feel pain. why feel pain?"
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BUBONlC In reply to CreatureOfTheLagoon [2018-12-05 16:23:56 +0000 UTC]
" Hm. "
( With careful eyes he examined the other's mouth more closely and payed mind to how long her tongue seemed when it was out. He soon came up with a diagnosis that seemed quite probable. )
" I believe that it is too big for your mouth. Your mouth is too small to contain the full length of your tongue, or perhaps the acid like substance of your body affects your tongue. "
" Does any of that seem right to you? It could perhaps be some other reason. "
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CreatureOfTheLagoon In reply to BUBONlC [2018-12-07 13:38:40 +0000 UTC]
/She lets her tongue hang out of her mouth once more, looking down at it and whining. there seem to be little bumps all over the length of the tongue, but these were too large and swollen to be tastebuds. it seemed like some kind of acid damage. she talked as best she could with her tongue hanging out like this.
"But... what ae do? ae no like pain. how get rid?"
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BUBONlC In reply to CreatureOfTheLagoon [2018-12-20 09:45:07 +0000 UTC]
" Hmm.. Let me try to think. "
( When she let it hang down again, he got in a squat like position to be on her height level. He squinted while examining her tongue and payed more attention to the details of it. )
" Is your tongue immune to the acid you are able to spit out? What sort of pain is it? "
" You might need to get some sort of.. Tongue cover.. If that is a thing. "
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BUBONlC In reply to BombBirbBoi [2018-11-24 12:21:26 +0000 UTC]
{T}he doctor simply cocked his head a little to the right in response to their snarling, not finding it to be intimidating in the slightest. There were very little things in the entire world than actually frightened him, and even if he felt just a bit threatened, he surely wouldn't show it.
" What is your reason for the slight sign of aggression? If it is to unsettle me, you are failing greatly. "
He bent down so that he could be at an eye to eye level with the other, examining their features. They seemed to be a relatively normal child... Well, minus the gracious black wings they seemed to have attached to their back. Assuming that they were probably some sort of new SCP the foundation had captured or just some poor kid they decided to test on, he felt a sliver of sympathy.
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BombBirbBoi In reply to BUBONlC [2018-11-24 21:06:10 +0000 UTC]
To be completely honest, Talon wasn't sure what he'd expected to happen. He really didn't think that he could drive away some weird-looking monster with a scowl, but really he hadn't had another idea. Hell, he hadn't even had an idea when he'd run into this room to avoid more adults. He'd just been running through the darkened hallways, seen an open door and run through it.
In hindsight, not the best plan.
In fairness, not the worst monster to be trapped in a room with.
Dropping his snarl, he reached into his pocket and pulled out what looked like a handful of office supplies. "I don't want to do anything rash," he warned.
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BUBONlC In reply to BombBirbBoi [2018-11-25 05:34:47 +0000 UTC]
A small laugh came from him once the other pulled out the things from his pocket, shaking his head slowly. He couldn't tell what he thought was more entertaining, the child trying to challenge him with a bunch of junk, or the concept of the doctor even trying to pick a fight with them.
" Worry none young one, I have no interest in starting something that would cause you to act rash in any way shape or form. I would never harm a child, despite how ominous I might look to you. "
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BombBirbBoi In reply to BUBONlC [2018-11-25 21:05:25 +0000 UTC]
Talon knew how ridiculous it looked to threaten to blow someone up with a pack of stickynotes, a rubber band and a paperclip. But from his experience, the laughter stopped when the room exploded. Still, this thing wasn't like that statue, or Radical Larry, or that guy with the pink moustache and a small crate on his shoulder.
That guy had been weird.
Anyway, unlike those other guys he'd run into, this one seemed capable of forming somewhat coherent thoughts. So progress, I guess. "Who are you?"
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BUBONlC In reply to BombBirbBoi [2018-11-30 00:51:04 +0000 UTC]
" I am a doctor, but the people of this facility refer to me as SCP-049. Call me whichever you prefer for I do not mind either. "
He slowly reached his hand out for the other to shake, hoping that the other was not alarmed by him anymore, or at least not as much as when they first encountered him. People being afraid of him was his most least favorite thing since he was simply a surgeon who wanted to help out humanity, not a threat in the slightest.
" Do you have a name, young one? "
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BombBirbBoi In reply to BUBONlC [2018-11-30 04:26:10 +0000 UTC]
Talon carefully observed the hand, tentatively shifting his weapon into his nondominant hand. He had seen Monsters shaking hands, but... I mean, what high-falooting scientist or businessman would shake hands with their military-asset?
The little boy tentatively shook the doctor's hand. "... I'm Talon," he told him, not even bothering with Subject 113 or SCP 482.
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BUBONlC In reply to BombBirbBoi [2018-11-30 06:42:04 +0000 UTC]
The doctor pulled his hand back before standing up fully, keeping his arms at his side. He was not entirely sure if the child was a SCP here, some random lost kid, or a government experiment. They definitely could not be normal, after all what regular child has a pair of feathery black wings sticking out from their back?
" It it a pleasure to meet your acquaintance, Talon. If you do not mind me asking.. Are you from here, or do you live somewhere outside of this facility? This place is not for people of your age- There are plenty of things within this place that are not safe for children to be around. "
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BombBirbBoi In reply to BUBONlC [2018-11-30 22:40:44 +0000 UTC]
Talon stood, crossing his arms across his torso as he looked tentatively down.
"The weirdos herd bought me," he said calmly. "I blew the power grid."
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BUBONlC In reply to BombBirbBoi [2018-12-05 16:18:51 +0000 UTC]
With curiosity, the doctor cocked his head a smidge to the right while he listened to what the child had to say. From what they had said, they seemed to be a newly captured creature to add to the foundation's massive collection.
" Power grid? Hmm. So you are the reason why there is currently a breach. How did you manage that? "
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BombBirbBoi In reply to BUBONlC [2018-12-05 22:22:08 +0000 UTC]
"It was pretty simple," he said breathlessly, uncertain if he was about to be told off, or thrown out of the room for those weirdos to find. "Well, I mean, the breaking part was simple, it was mainly the getting out part... they were focusing on that one thing, the one that can't move if you're looking at it, you know the one?"
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BUBONlC In reply to BombBirbBoi [2018-12-16 21:57:27 +0000 UTC]
" Ohh.. "
He had to think to himself for a moment about what the facility named that statue. There were so many other SCP's that he had interacted with, all of them obviously having different numbers for names, so it was a little difficult for him to remember each specific one.
" That is SCP-173 you are speaking of. If they got out, you must have caused a very large breach. Quite impressive for someone your age. "
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BombBirbBoi In reply to BUBONlC [2018-12-17 03:40:24 +0000 UTC]
Talon wasn't sure how the compliment was supposed to be interpreted. A simple observation of fact? Or perhaps... that word, Impressive stuck with him. Was it possible his illogical pyromania (as the weirdos here had decided to call it) was being praised?
"Thank you," he decided after a few moments of thought. Then, illogically, "would you like to escape together? I've let out everyone else I can find..."
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BUBONlC In reply to BombBirbBoi [2018-12-29 06:27:05 +0000 UTC]
The surgeon thought about their question, knowing that leaving the facility would be probably quite easy with everything down. He hadn't seen such a large breach for a few years from what he remembered, so this sort of event was like a golden ticket. Staying quiet for just a moment more, he gave a small nod.
" I am fine with that. I should know the way out.. But it has been a great while since I've searched for the exit. "
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BombBirbBoi In reply to BUBONlC [2018-12-30 02:54:20 +0000 UTC]
"That's okay," said talon calmly, pocketing his explosives. "I can defend you while you try to remember. You get us to the exit, I can get us through it."
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BUBONlC In reply to BombBirbBoi [2019-01-04 09:09:51 +0000 UTC]
" I appreciate your chivalry, truly, but I can protect myself. Plus if we are in a situation were one of us need defending I will be the defender. I do not plan on letting a young person such as yourself take a bullet for me. "
While they walked through the halls he made sure to occasionally look to his side to make sure that Talon was still at his side, safe and sound. Eventually, they reached the orange tiled areas that indicated that they were near the exit.
" Keep your eyes open.. We are almost out of here. "
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BombBirbBoi In reply to BUBONlC [2019-01-05 04:12:31 +0000 UTC]
Talon was not used to following someone else, but here, he just didn't see another way. In his hand, he gripped one of his explosives (a thumbtack stuck in a ball made of elastic bands), ready to launch it if need be. He was also ready to launch himself in front of the Doctor if more of those weirdos with guns were lurking.
"Uh-huh. Got it. Hey, is that thing important?"
He gestured down a dark hallway. A tall, crouching figure was in the corner, holding its face and sobbing.
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