springydiskjockey

[springydiskjockey]

Im sorry im so bad at uploading things to tumblr.... Ive been procrastinating this for a whole week for no good reason!

I REDESIGNED ALL OF THE HOMESTUCK GODTIERS!

Below is a google drive with literally everything Ive created for this project

The designs and color palettes are based on my own interpretations of the aspects and their classes. The rage aspect changed the most since I believe their powers are based upon all emotions and not JUST rage. So their color palette is meant to represent overwhelming emotions with two opposing colors that are very bright.

Oh also, these are 100% free to use and change for whatever you want for any reason at all! I don't care!

[springydiskjockey]

i am a forgetful role player.

     sometimes i will post inbox calls, starter calls or interaction calls and i will happily begin … when i have muse for it, and sometimes i will lack muse, and i may forget about it all.

     that is not because of you, the other part.

     forgetfulness is something that we often frown upon, take as an insult directly towards us as a person. “but they never write to me”, “they always forget about me”, “i’m not gonna interact because they always forget” and while these things are totally valid, it must be said that forgetting things are human. not only is it human, but we should allow role players to be forgetful every now and then, simply because many, if not all, have lives outside of Tumblr that require a lot of them.

     my forgetfulness is never directed towards you as a person.

     my forgetfulness is never directed towards your creations.

     sometimes i forget because …

i am tired.

i have a lot on my mind.

i get lost in other tasks.

i have to prioritize.

i bite over more than i can chew.

i simply forget.

     therefore it must be said, have patience. reach out. don’t just sit back and huff about how you “always seem to be forgotten”. some folks have a lot on their minds, and that needs to be allowed.

[springydiskjockey]

“Good luck.” Anemoi nodded.

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.

[springydiskjockey]

The bartender nodded in thanks and put the money away.

“You as well, friend!” Anemoi smiled back.

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.

[springydiskjockey]

“I try to keep one on hand in case I wanna play an old set while I’m otherwise busy,” Anemoi explained. “And I’d appreciate that, thank you!”

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.

[springydiskjockey]

Anemoi bowed his head. From a pocket he pulled out a disc in a case. “Oh! Before I forget, here’s a sample of my music.”

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.

[springydiskjockey]

this is a social experiment reblog this if u were rping on tumblr before 2016

[springydiskjockey]

“Does my blood pusher good to learn I’ve helped someone!” Anemoi replied, smiling.

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.

[springydiskjockey]

“Either that or forced to make pro-empire music…” Anemoi muttered in agreement. “Good thing this place is so popular and has a strict no fighting rule.”

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.

[springydiskjockey]

Anemoi grinned and gave a quick bow. “Thank you kindly!”

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.

[springydiskjockey]

The dancing continued for awhile until Anemoi eventually stepped away for another break. “Whew!” he panted in relief.

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.

[springydiskjockey]

Anemoi watched as the crowd danced, his eyes sweeping the crowd. As the song ended, he played another of a similiar groove.

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.

[springydiskjockey]

“Alright, now that we’ve unwound a bit…” Anemoi called out as the short tune ended, “How about something we can actually dance to!”

With that, he put on a synthwave-sounding disco song and pumped up the volume a bit.

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.

[springydiskjockey]

“This is a little number I like to call… “Star Steppin’,” he said with a small smile as he hit Play.

Immediately an almost techno-jazzy beat began to play. Trolls began bobbing their heads, snapping fingers to the beat. A few danced a little.

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.

[springydiskjockey]

⊱simple introduction starters⊰

[springydiskjockey]

Anemoi checked on the crowd on the dance floor, who seemed to be getting a little antsy. “Whoop-better go calm them down…” He stood up and headed back to the booth. Reaching below it for a moment, Anemoi pulled out a large tuning fork the length of a shortsword and flicked it.

A pure note rang out across the dance floor. “Alright, everybody, I can see you’re getting a bit impatient,” Anemoi called through the microphone. “So let’s burn off some energy shall we?”

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.

[springydiskjockey]

“Remind me before you leave, I’ll burn you a disk of my music!” Anemoi offered.

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In was another busy night at the Ashlander’s Veil. Music thumped from speakers, the bartender was serving drinks, other trolls were enjoying themselves heedless of caste, and Anemoi Arghul was just stepping away from his usual spot behind his stand to quench his thirst.

Rolling his shoulders, he hummed along to the music.