#GOOOD IM SO SHOOK HONESTLY I STILL CANT GET OVER THIS

[voxxian]

biggest plot-twist of my entire life

so i get connects for my prompt on cherubplay, right? voltron roleplay. i’m keith and i get 3 lance rpers to connect.

i get replies from all 3 of them and its then that i realize which roleplayer i’m most compatible with and who fits all my criteria surprisingly perfectly. i had no idea why or how, but they seemed to match me up perfectly. perfectly as in, perfect grammar, spelling, perfect characterization of lance, perfect length. lots of detail. they were very patient and consistent. indulging me whilst indulging themself?? sharing this thing we mutually indulge over? never had a better partner in my life.

(this is sorta lengthy, as i try so very hard to convey my shookness, so i’ll throw it under a rm)

i mean, i’m so excited about this roleplay, i tell my little sister. my 12 year old sister. as i always do. she helps me with ideas for prompts sometimes, helps me figure out how to flow paragraphs together. sometimes just her being there sparks my brain, little words she says serving as inspiration for sentences and even entire prompts themselves. and she loves hearing about the ideas. loves reading my roleplays. loves sharing fandoms with me, and i enjoy it just as much because she’s ridiculously mature and i feel as if she’s another one of my friends around my literal age and it’s honestly astonishing to have a child so aware and so mature, so smart??? i’m rambling.

so anyway, to put it simply, i blab. i do not shut up about this prompt to my sister. and she’s just as excited, i mean more excited than she’s ever been about a prompt, which didn’t strike me as odd- i mean, this particular au was one of her faves as i came to learn.

so one of my favorite things to do when i roleplay is send them to her to read! and also point out flaws, what people could do better, how they could improve. sometimes i express pet peeves when it comes to the pushy, mean roleplayers and sometimes i express the little things i get ecstatic about with the nice, detailed roleplayers, though these gems seem to be stretched thin lately. i’ve been getting a ton of lackluster partners, ones who do not seem interested, and absolutely put forth minimal effort into the roleplays. total turn off to me, and things like this i tell my sister.

so when i mention this perfect godly roleplayer who connected to an au we’re both equally ecstatic about, she’s immediately interested. lets me blab all about it. asks me what this rper could do better. all i tell her is that the hunk is slightly out of character, but otherwise, it’s perfect, and i could care less about the hunk because this is about keith and lance. it’s more than i could ever ask for.

after this dies down, i offhandedly mention something about 18+ roleplays about 20 minutes later as a sort of random afterthought of reading someone’s prompt on the site, and how i hate it when underage people connect to roleplays that are explicitly stated to have some kind of arranged smut. which my roleplay, this voltron one specifically does have, as oftentimes i’m very adamant about including smut in my shippy rps. and then it happens.

“um, hey ren. can i tell you something? [insert prefacing about how i shouldn’t be upset or mad, and how it might change things but it won’t be the end of the world, etc etc etc. this is the kid i help soften the blow of skipping class from literal states away when she’s having bad mental health days. nothing’s gonna be that bad, i thought, because obviously i love my sister to death and we’re very very very close. so i said i wasn’t gonna be mad.]”

“what”

“i’m the third lance.”

“yeah fucking right lmao” i say because uh, lmao? she always fucks around like that. always tries to be funny or witty. well, i’m in the middle of replying to my fucking perfect third lance, i don’t have the mind to really respond to her because um. i need to concentrate. 

"no really, i’m the third lance i’m being dead serious.” more banter i thought. no, of course i don’t believe her. i tell her i don’t believe her, i start tuning her out while she desperately tries to convince me because uh? the writing is too good. too detailed. too beyond her level. damn near matching my fucking level. and i genuinely don’t mean to toot my own horn, but i want to stress that i can write upwards of 1000-3000 word starters, detailed beyond belief, because i love story-telling. i love roleplay. so after she continues on with these claims, i tell her to prove it. and then she comes at me with this.

obviously by this point you can tell i’m fucking going bananas on discord during our voice call considering her response. i mean i’m so shook. i’m so fucking astonished, i’m still fucking astonished, this was just barely an hour ago???

who would’ve known my 12 year old sister can write better than more than half of the connects i’ve gotten from adults on this site since day one (literally) of its launch since i joined???

her reasoning to tell me so soon and not let it progress like she’d planned to was cause the guilt was eating away at her, and then the guilt really killed her when i offhandedly mentioned underage roleplay and how it was illegal- which she didn’t know. i mean why would she? she doesn’t roleplay. not into that scene. info she wouldn’t come across unless she roleplayed, and then she would most definitely know because she’d figure it out with research (like i did! like a lot of people did) or tell me she wanted to start roleplaying, which then i’d of course tell her the do’s and dont’s. this time however of course i just mentioned it by chance, luckily, and it didn’t go much farther. it was for fun, she said, to see how i’d react, and also so she could garner totally unbiased opinions and critiques from me about this “perfect lance.”

part of me wishes she was an adult stranger so i could keep this thing going, enjoy it like any other partner because this person seemed so perfect before i realized it was my sister lol. but hey, i told her we could roleplay it (minus smut of course lmao she’s fucking 12 don’t come at me LMAO), she could use it as a sort of way to improve, have fun, all that.

needless to say, i’ve never simultaneously felt disappointed and weirdly prideful in my entire life before up until this point. my sister’s fuckin bomb lmao she cranked out paragraphs and paragraphs of nicely-put details and creativity beyond any and all expectation.

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