It's your home there is only One Tree Hill.

Welcome back to Tree Hill, where the ghosts of the past aren't just memories, they're fully booked attractions. Between the cult fame of Ravens, the roaring lawlessness of the Steel Hawks, and the twisted games of The Raven, there's no shortage of chaos brewing beneath our sleepy town's picture, perfect surface. Want to join the madness? Whether you're a legacy kid, a Steel Hawk in training, or just someone brave (or dumb) enough to poke the monster with a stick, Tree Hill has a place for you. We laugh, we cry, we occasionally run for our lives. Come play.

The Killing Moon is a Riddle-era AU Jcink Premium RP site set in 1957. We welcome new players, creativity and flexibility with canons. We support characters and players of all races, sexualities and gender identities and offer an inclusive and character-driven environment.

On the edge of oblivion, between one world and the next, lies a humble, but curious town called Dawn. No one quite knows who founded the town, how it came about, or why it was even established; all anyone who’s been there knows is that it’s existed for a long time. And that’s about as much as they know, seeing as how some of them can’t remember exactly how they arrived in Dawn, and the memories of their lives before are usually a little fuzzy too.

Some arrivals have made the most of their time in the pre-industry town, adapting their skills to new trades or using their abilities to help advance magic or technology. It hasn't always been easy, however; lawlessness and disorder is the standard in a town that's dragged its citizens in against their will. A newly elected council is doing their best to keep the peace and make Dawn a prosperous, thriving place, but who's to say the next arrival won't try to make the town their own?

Dawn is an 18+ semi-lit/literate multifandom roleplay set in a rustic, pseudo-Western town. Our focus is on world-building (literally), survivalism, and interpersonal character development.

❂ 18+ for a mature OOC environment
❂ Semi-lit to literate writing
❂ Accepting fandom canons, fandom OCs, and OCs
❂ Threading, rapidfire, and comm options for RP
❂ Main SFW server with opt-in NSFW areas
❂ Ability to write characters into the lore/world build

```Breaking the Barrier - Marvel/DC panfandom 18+ roleplay```

***PLOT:*** The Snap. It was felt throughout the universe the first time, and again when Thanos destroyed the stones. It sent a power surge unlike anything that'd ever been seen-- causing an effect no one knew until Tony Stark bravely sacrificed himself to destroy Thanos and his army. With the third and final snap the barrier the separated our universe from the rest of the multiverse began to tear. Sorcerers from both sides frantically worked along with top scientists to stop it, but all they could do was quarantine the spots the openings appeared. However, this doesn't stop new ones from gradually ripping the fabric in more places around the universe. Villains and heroes alike are making their way through the openings for reasons all their own.

Will this be contained to only their neighboring universe? Or will more unexpected universes and planets begin to unveil?

Recently, those lost in battle are beginning to reappear dazed and confused in the universe including the infamous Loki, Tony Stark, Black Widow-- along with many others lost over the past several years... Who all will return? Is this an indication we could see more of those they fought so hard to stop. Both heroes and villains on both sides are on edge, and looking for answers.

- Inclusive, friendly environment
- SFW/NSFW roleplays

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“Welcome to** Elk Hollow**—*where the magnolias bloom year-round, and nothing stays buried for long.*” On the surface, it’s all *sweet tea on porches and church bells* on Sunday, **but look closer and you’ll see the cracks: names etched into windowpanes, a well that never runs dry, and townsfolk who change the subject just a little too quickly. **“Beneath the bright skies and whitewashed walls, the truth curls like smoke.” Long ago, a pact was made—**The Hollow Agreement**—an old deal sealed in red clay and whispered about in back pews. **Every few decades, something must be given: **a name, a memory… a life. Now, the cycle is turning again. *The tea has soured, the bells ring when they shouldn’t,* and something is waking beneath the soil—something that remembers. *“The light’s too bright to hide anything for long—not the sins, not the sinners.”*