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🔵Sooooo. I want to start rping on this blog a bit more. My DMs are open and I'm nearly always ready to rp (nearly because of sleep and other crazy stuff). If you are interested. Feel free to message me.

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Dear Tumblr RP community, if you have issues with a certain person, then talk to that person directly instead of making vague rant posts. That kind of stuff can be very triggering for people with anxiety, depression, etc., and it will make them think the post is about them, even if it’s not. Not only that, but it can make them beat themselves up, even if they haven’t done anything wrong.

Vague Blogging is the Tumblr equivalent to Sub Tweeting.

Stop being childish, and talk to the person directly like a mature person.

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Nickolas looked at the man and frowned at what he held out. He looked at the thing and rubbed his face. “Sorry… But I think I’ll pass… I need to be quick and have good reflex…” he said and shrugged. “But maybe other android will need this.

He sighed and rubbed his face slowly. He then turned to walk out and corrected his hood. “Have a good day, sir.”

And they were back ‘sir’. It stung, but Thomas thought it was probably appropriate. He hadn’t been able to help, hadn’t known where to even start.

‘All the best, Nickolas,’ he said, watching him leave.

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Nickolas looked at the man and frowned at what he held out. He looked at the thing and rubbed his face. "Sorry... But I think I'll pass... I need to be quick and have good reflex..." he said and shrugged. "But maybe other android will need this.

He sighed and rubbed his face slowly. He then turned to walk out and corrected his hood. "Have a good day, sir."

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Nickolas looked up at the technican. “I wasn’t anyone’s android… I came from CyberLife… Th-They kinda did this to me.” He pointed at his chest and rubbed his arm.

He swallowed and sighed. “But that doesn’t matter…” he said and shrugged lightly. “I’ll better go… You surely have more important things to do.”

‘Hang on, at least take this before you go. It’s a link to that software I mentioned,’ Thomas said, picking up a slice of encoded glass the size and shape of an old-fashioned business card. He held it out.

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‘Something's Wrong’ Sentence Starters

Something’s Wrong With My Muse

“Oh, God, you’re bleeding. You’re bleeding a lot.”

“Stop squirming, I’m trying to help.”

“Hang on, I got you.”

“Just lean on me, I’ll help you walk.”

“We should get that looked at.”

“Don’t tilt your head back, you’ll make your nosebleed worse!”

“Just sit up and breathe, ok?”

“Eh, you’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”

“Whatever you do, don’t go to sleep. Stay awake.”

“Oooooo. That looks painful.”

“Oh, thank God! Don’t scare me like that!”

“How the hell did you do this to yourself?”

“Hey, hey, stay with me, ok?”

“You stopped breathing.”

“Oh look, it’s alive.”

“Take deep breaths, you’ll be fine.”

“Arms shouldn’t move like that…”

“What happened to your leg?!”

“Yep, that’s broken alright. How’d you manage that?”

“Here’s some ice for that.”

“You’re welcome, by the way.”

“Yeesh, you look like shit.”

“Wait, you were mugged?!”

“Is that a stab/gunshot wound?”

“Ok, ew. I’m not cleaning that up.”

“Easy, easy! Just lay down, you hit your head.”

“You probably have a concussion, so I wouldn’t be moving around too much if I were you.”

“I thought you were dead!”

“On a scale of 1 to 10, how much does it hurt?”

“Can you walk on your own?”

“You’re getting blood on my clothes!”

“How many fingers am I holding up?”

Something’s Wrong With Your Muse

“Is that three fingers you’re holding up?”

“I’m so sorry for getting blood on your clothes!”

“I’m not sure I can walk on my own.”

“On a scale of 1 to 10, my pain’s at least an 8.”

“You thought I was dead?”

“Do you think I have a concussion?”

“I hit my head; now I don’t feel so good.”

“I’m so sorry. Do you mind cleaning up?”

“I think I’ve been stabbed/shot.”

“I just got mugged!”

“Do I look as bad as I feel?”

“Could I maybe get an ice pack for this?”

“Thank you, by the way.”

“I think my leg is broken.”

“I can’t feel my arm.”

“I’m going to need more than deep breathing to calm me down.”

“I’m not dead yet!”

“Oh, God, I’m bleeding. I’m bleeding a lot.”

“Are you really trying to help?”

“Please help me.”

“Can I lean on you? I don’t think I can walk.”

“I think I need to get this looked at.”

“I can’t get my nose to stop bleeding!”

“I can’t seem to catch my breath.”

“I’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”

“Please help me stay awake.”

“This hurts just as much as it looks like it does.”

“Sorry - did I scare you?”

“I don’t know how I managed to do this to myself.”

“I don’t know if I can stay awake.”

“I stopped breathing?”

Note: Revamp of an older sentence starter post found here.

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Nickolas looked up at the technican. "I wasn't anyone's android... I came from CyberLife... Th-They kinda did this to me." He pointed at his chest and rubbed his arm.

He swallowed and sighed. "But that doesn't matter..." he said and shrugged lightly. "I'll better go... You surely have more important things to do."

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Nickolas listened and shrugged. “Ask them not me…” he said and sighed. He rubbed his arms and looked down. “Maybe because I’m homeless? Maybe because I am not a social person and they just don’t like my character?”

He shook his head and gritted his teeth, closing his eyes. “I don’t know…” his voice cracked a little bit. No one ever wanted to stay with him for a bit longer. They always walked away.

‘Every android who walks out of the household that bought them becomes homeless… I’d be surprised if it was that,’ Thomas said carefully.

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Nickolas listened and shrugged. "Ask them not me..." he said and sighed. He rubbed his arms and looked down. "Maybe because I'm homeless? Maybe because I am not a social person and they just don't like my character?"

He shook his head and gritted his teeth, closing his eyes. "I don't know..." his voice cracked a little bit. No one ever wanted to stay with him for a bit longer. They always walked away.

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Nickolas looked up at the technican and frowned. “Me…?” He asked and then looked away. He wrapped his arms around himself and sighed.

“I… I did nothing wrong… It was CyberLife…” he said and swallowed, flinching slightly at the memory of what happened. “They’re nuts in there…”

‘I’m not gonna disagree with you there,’ Thomas said. He rested his hands on the workbench behind him. ‘But why would people want to avoid you?’

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Nickolas looked up at the technican and frowned. "Me...?" He asked and then looked away. He wrapped his arms around himself and sighed.

"I... I did nothing wrong... It was CyberLife..." he said and swallowed, flinching slightly at the memory of what happened. "They're nuts in there..."

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Nickolas sighed and looked at the man. He looked down and thought a little while. “It would be easier if everyone wouldn’t be avoiding me…” he mumbled and put his hood on.

He took a deep breath and looked at the technican. “Look… I know you want to help me, but… There’s no way people will change their view about me…” he said and looked away, standing up.

It sounded like the android wasn’t welcome among his own people. A cold finger of suspicion drew down Thomas’ spine.

‘Why, what did you do?’ he asked, aiming to keep his tone light. Conversational.

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Nickolas sighed and looked at the man. He looked down and thought a little while. "It would be easier if everyone wouldn't be avoiding me..." he mumbled and put his hood on.

He took a deep breath and looked at the technican. "Look... I know you want to help me, but... There's no way people will change their view about me..." he said and looked away, standing up.

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Nickolas looked up slowly and shook his head. “About emotions? Who would like to listen to that? All androids are overwhelmed with their emotions. There’s no need for them to listen to me.”

He sighed and wrapped his arms around himself. He rubbed his face again and just shrugged. “Besides I don’t even have any friends.” He said and stretched lightly.

‘That’s… kinda my point. You’re all new to this. They might listen to you because you’ll be there to listen to them, you know?’ Thomas said.

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Nickolas looked up slowly and shook his head. "About emotions? Who would like to listen to that? All androids are overwhelmed with their emotions. There's no need for them to listen to me."

He sighed and wrapped his arms around himself. He rubbed his face again and just shrugged. "Besides I don't even have any friends." He said and stretched lightly.

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Nickolas sighed and rubbed his face. He didn’t know. He swallowed and wrapped his arms around himself. “Everything I tried turned up to be stressful… even everything I look at seems stressful…”

He closed his chest panel and put his hoodie back on. “Maybe it’s meant to be like that? Maybe I am supposed to be like that…?” He asked himself and shrugged.

There was no easy way to respond to that. To have never found a moment’s peace in a starlit sky or a peach-coloured sunset… Thomas was at a loss. He badly wanted to help Nickolas but couldn’t see how.

‘Have you spoken to anyone about how you feel, another android, I mean?’ he asked.

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Nickolas sighed and rubbed his face. He didn't know. He swallowed and wrapped his arms around himself. "Everything I tried turned up to be stressful... even everything I look at seems stressful..."

He closed his chest panel and put his hoodie back on. "Maybe it's meant to be like that? Maybe I am supposed to be like that...?" He asked himself and shrugged.

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Nickolas looked up at the other and frowned lightly. It sounded awful… Well at least for him since he all the winters was outside. He also had to ran away or try to protect himself from muggers and such.

He looked down and thought a bit. “I… Don’t really know yet. No one wants an android with… my health issues…” he said and shook his head. “I’ve been appling for a lot of jobs and wasn’t hired anywhere yet.” He said and shrugged.

Thomas removed his gloves like a surgeon - pinching the wrists and rolling them down, taking care not to touch the outsides. Even if they were still perfectly clean because he hadn’t touched anything, it was a habit.

He watched Nickolas carefully. ‘Maybe it’s not a job you want, then? Have you thought about travelling, or is there something you want to learn, or create?’

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Nickolas looked up at the other and frowned lightly. It sounded awful... Well at least for him since he all the winters was outside. He also had to ran away or try to protect himself from muggers and such.

He looked down and thought a bit. "I... Don't really know yet. No one wants an android with... my health issues..." he said and shook his head. "I've been appling for a lot of jobs and wasn't hired anywhere yet." He said and shrugged.

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Nickolas listened and nodded. “Don’t worry about that… I just wanted to check if it’ll last.” He said and sighed, shrugging. “I don’t want anyone to give me anything for free.” He said and looked down at his chest.

“I just want it to funcion for a bit longer so I could try and find some job…” he said and shook his head. Who was he kidding…? Why would someone hire a broken android? He was fine with what he had and if he will die… Well then that was supposed to happen. He was broken when he found out at his first days of living about his pump but now he was pretty chill about it.

‘Listen, I’ve got something; a piece of software that acts like beta-blockers do in humans. It’ll slow your pump down, keep your system working at a lower pressure. It does have side effects though,’ Thomas said. 

‘You’ll be running at a lower temperature so freezing becomes more of a risk. Your reactions and cognition will be slower. It’s open source so it won’t cost you anything, but you’ll need to decide if it’s worth it. What kind of job did you want to do?’

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send 🔪 to hold my muse at knifepoint.

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// I know it's not Halloween xd I just want it to happen xdd

send “treat” to give my muse a piece of candy for halloween. send “trick” to give them an entire rotisserie chicken.

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send “treat” to give my muse a piece of candy for halloween. send “trick” to give them an entire rotisserie chicken.

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send “loves me not” for a starter where my muse has an unrequited crush on yours.

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send “love and war” for a rivals-to-lovers plot starter between our muses.