#about rhedd ;;

[sackreligion]

    Fun things about Rhedd:

he's a little bonkers. CAN I INTEREST YOU IN EVERYTHING ALL OF THE TIME

he's always hungry because how bored he is correlates to how hungry he is. not entertained? starving.

he made a contract with @it-only-hurts-when-i-smile (The Engineer) sometime before he became part of the hotel staff. their relationship is incomprehensible to most, but very fulfilling to Rhedd.

Rhedd will just eat stuff he shouldn't. he's eaten several radios at this point, a few dozen electronics and may be thinking about eating Vox. Usually when he eats something, he gains knowledge from it... maybe eating that internet router was a bad idea...

he loves pornography but not because he thinks it's hot. to him, it's a fandom and it's fun to watch amateur acting. the sex doesn't do anything for him at all, he's hooked to the terrible storylines.

he collects sex toys and things like that just to have it. study it maybe. he has his own personal stuff he may use, but it's mostly just stuff he'll put on when he wants to watch movies with Engi. Rhedd is not bothered by sex at ALL and is fascinated by porn actors. Though he's still taken aback when hit on.

Despite being a maned wolf demon rather than a deer, he's a foot shorter than the other Alastors. He gets VERY TALL when he goes demonic...

The antlers on his head are actually made of metal, and are hair pins that fused to his skull upon his being struck by lightning when he died. Fun!

A piece of Engi is always with Rhedd and resides inside that microphone bowtie he wears. It's powered by the electricity that courses through Rhedd, and its wires plug into two jacks at the base of Rhedd's spine. Kinky!

He doesn't care about sticking to one aesthetic, and loves music from every era. He's even grown very attached to Noise Music, which is all manner of metal to electronica. He likes the way it makes his skeleton shake.

His need for entertainment can lead him to behaving very rashly.

Whenever he gets food, he takes it to a corner and eats it by himself. Dog behaviour.

[hebby-arts]

This took several hours, it's a reverse coloring page. I started with the colors, using only my charcoal pencil tool, then drew the lineart on top of it. I like the idea of Rhedd not fitting his lineart.

I went back to add finer details later, as well as made the scary shadow overlay and the messy, smudged looking charcoal shading effect. The shadow is meant to be both behind him and over him.

The extremely sharp shoulders and overall longer expression and such are homages to @hand-in-hand-again 's amazing Alastor art. Please check out its work!!!

[ okay to reblog, don't delete caption don't crop for icons without permission! ]

[radicheart-a]

@davidthepyro: Yeah, i'd rather not know you two have matching bite marks on parts of your bodies, or is it matching bowties?

"You don't get to know."

[it-only-hurts-when-i-smile]

ʙɪᴛᴄʜᴇꜱ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴍʏ ᴀꜰᴛʀᴀ ʙᴇ ꜱᴀɢɢɪɴ! ʜᴀ ʜᴀ ʜᴀ ʜᴀ ʜᴀ

ɐɥ ɐɥ ɐɥ ɐɥ ɐɥ ¡uıɓ⅁∀S ǝq ∀ᴚ⊥Ⅎ∀ ʎɯ ǝsnɐɔǝq ǝɯ ǝʌol sǝɥɔʇıq

h⃞    a⃞     h⃞    a⃞     h⃞    a⃞

🄱🄸🅃🄲🄷🄴🅂 🄻🄾🅅🄴 🄼🄴 🄱🄴🄲🄰🅄🅂🄴 🄼🅈 🄰🄵🅃🅁🄰 🄱🄴 🅂🄰🄶🄶🄸🄽! 🄷🄰 🄷🄰 🄷🄰 🄷🄰 🄷🄰

b̸̘̈̎̋͛̂̚͝͠͝ǐ̸͚͈̖͈͈̤͓͚̮̲̑̄̑͒̂͌͂̚̚ṯ̵̡̢͍͉̻͖̮́̌́ͅc̴̠̠̼̠̽̒̓̒̒̄͂h̸̡̹̱̖̳̫̟̱̒̆ͅe̸̻͇̹̖̮̖̭̖͗̀̎̀͝ś̷̥͈͎͖̰̺͕͒̓̃̋̽̄̚̕̚ ̴̧̨̡̬͈̞́̈̂̏́̽͘͝l̵̺̳̲͈̥̻̄͒̄̍͑̓̂͘̕͘o̴̜̘̟͆̌͛̎͋͋͘͜ͅv̵̧̤̹̟̯̳̹̱͔͉̏̃̓̄̒͂͂̅̀͝e̵̢̩̣̤̲̟̠̣̮̘͊͌̉ ̶̢̨̯͉̬̞̟̖̙͙͊͛͐͐̐͒̚̕͝m̴͇͔̫̼̋͑ê̴͕͙͎̞͎̦̼��̪ͅ ̷̨̛̥̟̺͈̉̍̍͒̍́̈́̇͊b̴̫̋̔̏͋͂͘̚e̶̛̺͖̋͐̍̒̀̈́̕c̴̢̝̰̲͓͕̣̃̔ḁ̷̢̳̬̲̹̝̒̑͝ŭ̶̘̤̬̱̲̖̩̰͌́͐̆͆̏̚̚s̷̡̮̟͊e̶̡̧̛̪̦͔̳͂͗͑̎͐̽͊ ̸̠̈́̋͑͂͊m̸̛̖̯͇̖̦̮̈́̓͌̽̏̐͊͝y̷̛̲̎͗̓ ̶̠̖̪͉̈̉̅ͅĄ̷̗̆F̴̠̹̘͉̈̈́͌̅̅͌́͘͠Ţ̶͚͔̣͖͉͓͉̱̂͂̃́̀́̏̚͜Ŗ̸̛͈̜̯͎̜̱̳̩̐͐̈̈́̑̈́̄̀͑A̷̛̮͙̳͑ ̶͙̪̃̎̎́̾́̉b̴̙̜̮̥̪̮̪̐̀͂̈́̆͜e̸̡̤͝ ̵͙͔͐̉͝S̷̭͓̖̾͐̌̉͂̓͒͠A̴̪̯̥̭̩͈̓̈́̊͊͌͐̀G̵̝̜̤̲̒̉͑̈g̶̢̮̘̰̬͔̻͆́̐̇̕͘i̶̧̝͔͕̜͉̦̹͕͑͜n̵̢̛͇͛͌̊!̴͚̗̪͓̯̗̞̠͇́̓̈́̏͂̄̿̾͜͠͝ ̵̼͖̳͔̜͉͕͓̫̍̈́͜ẖ̶̡̛̙̳̝̼̾́͒̈́̓ͅa̵̳̗̙̐̂̔̓̈̈́̃̄̅̎ ̴̲̆h̶̡̡̥̠̻̦̰̗̮͘a̸̜͎̭̰̫̅̍̆ ̶͔̘͕͗̋͂͝ȟ̸͍͖͔̇̆͑̑̓͋̀̚ą̴̼̰͑̈ ̸̤̞̼̳͛h̶͕̪̮͎̍̐̎̐̂͂͠ä̸̡̡̩̫̲͈͔͆ ̶̨̢͇̟̜̩̯͙̅̾̐͑̑̓̃͌h̵̰̆̉̀̇̅̕a̶̻̭̬̲̻͗̐͑̇͜

🅱🅸🆃🅲🅷🅴🆂 🅻🅾🆅🅴 🅼🅴 🅱🅴🅲🅰🆄🆂🅴 🅼🆈 🅰🅵🆃🆁🅰 🅱🅴 🆂🅰🅶🅶🅸🅽! 🅷🅰 🅷🅰 🅷🅰 🅷🅰 🅷🅰

ᵇⁱᵗᶜʰᵉˢ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵐʸ ᴬᶠᵀᴿᴬ ᵇᵉ ˢᴬᴳᵍⁱⁿ! ʰᵃ ʰᵃ ʰᵃ ʰᵃ ʰᵃ

ⓑⓘⓣⓒⓗⓔⓢ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ ⓜⓔ ⓑⓔⓒⓐⓤⓢⓔ ⓜⓨ ⒶⒻⓉⓇⒶ ⓑⓔ ⓈⒶⒼⓖⓘⓝ    !⃝ ⓗⓐ ⓗⓐ ⓗⓐ ⓗⓐ ⓗⓐ

๒เՇςђєร ɭ๏שє ๓є ๒єςคยรє ๓ץ คŦՇгค ๒є รคﻮﻮเภ! ђค ђค ђค ђค ђค

Ⴆιƚƈԋҽʂ ʅσʋҽ ɱҽ Ⴆҽƈαυʂҽ ɱყ AFTRA Ⴆҽ SAGɠιɳ! ԋα ԋα ԋα ԋα ԋα

ɮɨȶƈɦɛֆ ʟօʋɛ ʍɛ ɮɛƈǟʊֆɛ ʍʏ ǟʄȶʀǟ ɮɛ ֆǟɢɢɨռ! ɦǟ ɦǟ ɦǟ ɦǟ ɦǟ

ᏰᎥᏖፈᏂᏋᏕ ᏝᎧᏉᏋ ᎷᏋ ᏰᏋፈᏗᏬᏕᏋ ᎷᎩ ᏗᎦᏖᏒᏗ ᏰᏋ ᏕᏗᎶᎶᎥᏁ! ᏂᏗ ᏂᏗ ᏂᏗ ᏂᏗ ᏂᏗ

ცıɬƈɧɛʂ Ɩơ۷ɛ ɱɛ ცɛƈąųʂɛ ɱყ ąʄɬཞą ცɛ ʂąɠɠıŋ! ɧą ɧą ɧą ɧą ɧą

๖it¢hēŞ l໐งē ๓ē ๖ē¢คนŞē ๓ฯ คftrค ๖ē Şคງງiຖ! hค hค hค hค hค

𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐀𝐅𝐓����𝐀 𝐛𝐞 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐠𝐢𝐧! 𝐡�� 𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚

𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗔𝗙𝗧𝗥𝗔 𝗯𝗲 𝗦𝗔𝗚𝗴𝗶𝗻! 𝗵𝗮 𝗵𝗮 𝗵𝗮 𝗵𝗮 𝗵𝗮

𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘈𝘍𝘛𝘙𝘈 𝘣𝘦 𝘚𝘈𝘎𝘨𝘪𝘯! 𝘩𝘢 𝘩𝘢 𝘩𝘢 𝘩𝘢 𝘩𝘢

𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝘼𝙁𝙏𝙍𝘼 𝙗𝙚 𝙎𝘼𝙂𝙜𝙞𝙣! 𝙝𝙖 𝙝𝙖 𝙝𝙖 𝙝𝙖 𝙝𝙖

𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝙰𝙵𝚃𝚁𝙰 𝚋𝚎 𝚂𝙰𝙶𝚐𝚒𝚗! 𝚑𝚊 𝚑𝚊 𝚑𝚊 𝚑𝚊 𝚑𝚊

BIƬᄃΉΣƧ ᄂӨVΣ MΣ BΣᄃΛЦƧΣ MY ΛFƬЯΛ BΣ ƧΛGGIП! ΉΛ ΉΛ ΉΛ ΉΛ ΉΛ

вιт¢нєѕ ℓσνє мє вє¢αυѕє му αƒтяα вє ѕαggιη! нα нα нα нα нα

ßhê§ lðvê mê ßê¢åµ§ê m¥ Ä£†RÄ ßê §ÄGgïñ! hå hå hå hå hå

฿ł₮₵ⱧɆ₴ ⱠØVɆ ₥Ɇ ฿Ɇ₵₳Ʉ₴Ɇ ₥Ɏ ₳₣₮Ɽ₳ ฿Ɇ ₴₳₲₲ł₦! Ⱨ₳ Ⱨ₳ Ⱨ₳ Ⱨ₳ Ⱨ₳

乃丨ㄒ匚卄乇丂 ㄥㄖᐯ乇 爪乇 乃乇匚卂ㄩ丂乇 爪ㄚ 卂千ㄒ尺卂 乃乇 丂卂ᎶᎶ丨几! 卄卂 卄卂 卄卂 卄卂 卄卂

乃ﾉｲᄃん乇丂 ﾚの√乇 ﾶ乇 乃乇ᄃﾑひ丂乇 ﾶﾘ ﾑｷｲ尺ﾑ 乃乇 丂ﾑムムﾉ刀! んﾑ んﾑ んﾑ んﾑ んﾑ

【b】【i】【t】【c】【h】【e】【s】 【l】【o】【v】【e】 【m】【e】 【b】【e】【c】【a】【u】【s】【e】 【m】【y】 【A】【F】【T】【R】【A】 【b】【e】 【S】【A】【G】【g】【i】【n】【!】 【h】【a】 【h】【a】 【h】【a】 【h】【a】 【h】【a】

『b』『i』『t』『c』『h』『e』『s』 『l』『o』『v』『e』 『m』『e』 『b』『e』『c』『a』『u』『s』『e』 『m』『y』 『A』『F』『T』『R』『A』 『b』『e』 『S』『A』『G』『g』『i』『n』『!』 『h』『a』 『h』『a』 『h』『a』 『h』『a』 『h』『a』

≋b≋i≋t≋c≋h≋e≋s≋ ≋l≋o≋v≋e≋ ≋m≋e≋ ≋b≋e≋c≋a≋u≋s≋e≋ ≋m≋y≋ ≋A≋F≋T≋R≋A≋ ≋b≋e≋ ≋S≋A≋G≋g≋i≋n≋!≋ ≋h≋a≋ ≋h≋a≋ ≋h≋a≋ ≋h≋a≋ ≋h≋a≋

░b░i░t░c░h░e░s░ ░l░o░v░e░ ░m░e░ ░b░e░c░a░u░s░e░ ░m░y░ ░A░F░T░R░A░ ░b░e░ ░S░A░G░g░i░n░!░ ░h░a░ ░h░a░ ░h░a░ ░h░a░ ░h░a░

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ bitches love me because my AFTRA be SAGgin! ha ha ha ha ha ♥

ｂｉｔｃｈｅｓ　ｌｏｖｅ　ｍｅ　ｂｅｃａｕｓｅ　ｍｙ　ＡＦＴＲＡ　ｂｅ　ＳＡＧｇｉｎ！　ｈａ　ｈａ　ｈａ　ｈａ　ｈａ　ヵ　逸ゴ　ヿ演ガ　ョ王ボ遺しゥゴ　

ｂｉｔｃｈｅｓ░ｌｏｖｅ░ｍｅ░ｂｅｃａｕｓｅ░ｍｙ░ΛＦＴＲΛ░ｂｅ░ＳΛＧｇｉｎ！░ｈａ░ｈａ░ｈａ░ｈａ░ｈａ　（ヵ　逸ゴ　ヿ演ガ　ョ王ボ遺しゥゴ　）

【ｂｉｔｃｈｅｓ　ｌｏｖｅ　ｍｅ　ｂｅｃａｕｓｅ　ｍｙ　ＡＦＴＲＡ　ｂｅ　ＳＡＧｇｉｎ！　ｈａ　ｈａ　ｈａ　ｈａ　ｈａ】

˜”*°•.˜”*°• bitches love me because my AFTRA be SAGgin! ha ha ha ha ha •°*”˜.•°*”˜

[̲̅b][̲̅i][̲̅t][̲̅c][̲̅h][̲̅e][̲̅s] [̲̅l][̲̅o][̲̅v][̲̅e] [̲̅m][̲̅e] [̲̅b][̲̅e][̲̅c][̲̅a][̲̅u][̲̅s][̲̅e] [̲̅m][̲̅y] [̲̅A][̲̅F][̲̅T][̲̅R][̲̅A] [̲̅b][̲̅e] [̲̅S][̲̅A][̲̅G][̲̅g][̲̅i][̲̅n][̲̅!] [̲̅h][̲̅a] [̲̅h][̲̅a] [̲̅h][̲̅a] [̲̅h][̲̅a] [̲̅h][̲̅a]

b҉i҉t҉c҉h҉e҉s҉ ҉l҉o҉v҉e҉ ҉m҉e҉ ҉b҉e҉c҉a҉u҉s҉e҉ ҉m҉y҉ ҉A҉F҉T҉R҉A҉ ҉b҉e҉ ҉S҉A҉G҉g҉i҉n҉!҉ ҉h҉a҉ ҉h҉a҉ ҉h҉a҉ ҉h҉a҉ ҉h҉a҉

ҍìէçհҽʂ Ӏօѵҽ ʍҽ ҍҽçąմʂҽ ʍվ ȺƑͲའȺ ҍҽ ϚȺƓցìղ! հą հą հą հą հą

ᗷITᑕᕼEᔕ ᒪOᐯE ᗰE ᗷEᑕᗩᑌᔕE ᗰY ᗩᖴTᖇᗩ ᗷE ᔕᗩGGIᑎ! ᕼᗩ ᕼᗩ ᕼᗩ ᕼᗩ ᕼᗩ

ᗷᓰᖶᑢᕼᘿS ᒪᓍᐺᘿ ᘻᘿ ᗷᘿᑢᗩᑘSᘿ ᘻᖻ ᗩᖴᖶᖇᗩ ᗷᘿ Sᗩᘜᘜᓰᘉ! ᕼᗩ ᕼᗩ ᕼᗩ ᕼᗩ ᕼᗩ

b̶i̶t̶c̶h̶e̶s̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶m̶e̶ ̶b̶e̶c̶a̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶A̶F̶T̶R̶A̶ ̶b̶e̶ ̶S̶A̶G̶g̶i̶n̶!̶ ̶h̶a̶ ̶h̶a̶ ̶h̶a̶ ̶h̶a̶ ̶h̶a̶

b̴i̴t̴c̴h̴e̴s̴ ̴l̴o̴v̴e̴ ̴m̴e̴ ̴b̴e̴c̴a̴u̴s̴e̴ ̴m̴y̴ ̴A̴F̴T̴R̴A̴ ̴b̴e̴ ̴S̴A̴G̴g̴i̴n̴!̴ ̴h̴a̴ ̴h̴a̴ ̴h̴a̴ ̴h̴a̴ ̴h̴a̴

b̷i̷t̷c̷h̷e̷s̷ ̷l̷o̷v̷e̷ ̷m̷e̷ ̷b̷e̷c̷a̷u̷s̷e̷ ̷m̷y̷ ̷A̷F̷T̷R̷A̷ ̷b̷e̷ ̷S̷A̷G̷g̷i̷n̷!̷ ̷h̷a̷ ̷h̷a̷ ̷h̷a̷ ̷h̷a̷ ̷h̷a̷

b̲i̲t̲c̲h̲e̲s̲ ̲l̲o̲v̲e̲ ̲m̲e̲ ̲b̲e̲c̲a̲u̲s̲e̲ ̲m̲y̲ ̲A̲F̲T̲R̲A̲ ̲b̲e̲ ̲S̲A̲G̲g̲i̲n̲!̲ ̲h̲a̲ ̲h̲a̲ ̲h̲a̲ ̲h̲a̲ ̲h̲a̲

b̳i̳t̳c̳h̳e̳s̳ ̳l̳o̳v̳e̳ ̳m̳e̳ ̳b̳e̳c̳a̳u̳s̳e̳ ̳m̳y̳ ̳A̳F̳T̳R̳A̳ ̳b̳e̳ ̳S̳A̳G̳g̳i̳n̳!̳ ̳h̳a̳ ̳h̳a̳ ̳h̳a̳ ̳h̳a̳ ̳h̳a̳

b̾i̾t̾c̾h̾e̾s̾ ̾l̾o̾v̾e̾ ̾m̾e̾ ̾b̾e̾c̾a̾u̾s̾e̾ ̾m̾y̾ ̾A̾F̾T̾R̾A̾ ̾b̾e̾ ̾S̾A̾G̾g̾i̾n̾!̾ ̾h̾a̾ ̾h̾a̾ ̾h̾a̾ ̾h̾a̾ ̾h̾a̾

b♥i♥t♥c♥h♥e♥s♥ ♥l♥o♥v♥e♥ ♥m♥e♥ ♥b♥e♥c♥a♥u♥s♥e♥ ♥m♥y♥ ♥A♥F♥T♥R♥A♥ ♥b♥e♥ ♥S♥A♥G♥g♥i♥n♥!♥ ♥h♥a♥ ♥h♥a♥ ♥h♥a♥ ♥h♥a♥ ♥h♥a

b͎i͎t͎c͎h͎e͎s͎ ͎l͎o͎v͎e͎ ͎m͎e͎ ͎b͎e͎c͎a͎u͎s͎e͎ ͎m͎y͎ ͎A͎F͎T͎R͎A͎ ͎b͎e͎ ͎S͎A͎G͎g͎i͎n͎!͎ ͎h͎a͎ ͎h͎a͎ ͎h͎a͎ ͎h͎a͎ ͎h͎a͎

b͓̽i͓̽t͓̽c͓̽h͓̽e͓̽s͓̽ ͓̽l͓̽o͓̽v͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽e͓̽c͓̽a͓̽u͓̽s͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽A͓̽F͓̽T͓̽R͓̽A͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽S͓̽A͓̽G͓̽g͓̽i͓̽n͓̽!͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽a͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽a͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽a͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽a͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽a͓̽

♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎♏︎⬧︎ ●︎□︎❖︎♏︎ ❍︎♏︎ ♌︎♏︎♍︎♋︎◆︎⬧︎♏︎ ❍︎⍓︎ ✌︎☞︎❄︎☼︎✌︎ ♌︎♏︎ 💧︎✌︎☝︎♑︎♓︎■︎✏︎ ♒︎♋︎ ♒︎♋︎ ♒︎♋︎ ♒︎♋︎ ♒︎♋︎

(¯`·.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸¸.-> 🎀 𝓂𝓎 𝒜𝐹𝒯𝑅𝒜 𝒷𝑒 𝒮𝒜𝒢𝑔𝒾𝓃❢ 𝒽𝒶 𝒽𝒶 𝒽𝒶 𝒽𝒶 𝒽𝒶 🎀 >-.¸¸.·`¯´·.¸¸.·`¯(

✴. 🎀 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝓁💮𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒜𝐹𝒯𝑅𝒜 𝒷𝑒 𝒮𝒜𝒢𝑔𝒾𝓃❣ 𝒽𝒶 𝒽𝒶 𝒽𝒶 𝒽𝒶 𝒽𝒶 🎀 .✴

★🌠 🎀 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝓁❀𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒜𝐹𝒯𝑅𝒜 𝒷𝑒 𝒮𝒜𝒢𝑔𝒾𝓃❢ 𝒽𝒶 𝒽𝒶 𝒽𝒶 𝒽𝒶 𝒽𝒶 🎀 🌠★

🐚ඏ 𝐁ⓘ𝓉𝔠ʰ𝓔Ｓ ⓛ𝕆ᵛᵉ 𝓶ｅ 𝐛ⒺČＡｕｓᵉ 𝓂𝐲 𝐀𝐟𝓣𝓇卂 乃ⓔ 𝕊𝓐𝐆Ğᶤᶰ! ｈⓐ ħᵃ ħ𝔞 𝓗Ａ 𝒽𝓐 👽🎄

♥🍟 ᗷ丨𝔱ᑕħᗴ𝐒 ᒪ𝕆𝐯𝒆 𝓂𝕖 вέ𝕔αυ𝓈𝔢 м𝕪 𝐚𝒇ｔʳᗩ ＢＥ ⓈａقǤ𝕚ⓝ! ℍ𝕒 Ħ𝔞 ℍ𝓐 ｈⒶ ℍⒶ ♡✎

🍓🐜 ᗷĮ𝓽Ćħ𝓔Ş 𝕃ㄖ𝔳Ｅ 𝓂є 𝔟𝐄ᑕα𝓾𝐒Ⓔ Ｍ𝕪 ⒶŦｔᖇ𝒶 ᗷⓔ 𝐬𝔞قᎶ𝓘ή! 𝓱𝕒 Ĥα Ĥᗩ 𝕙ⓐ ｈᵃ 😾🐲

ൠൠ 𝐁𝕚𝓣℃Ħ𝔢丂 𝓛ᵒV𝐞 ｍє 𝔟𝑒𝕔𝓪Ⓤs𝓔 м𝐘 卂𝔽𝐭𝓡Δ βᗴ 𝓢ａĞⒼ𝐢𝕟! Ĥα ħΔ Ħ卂 𝓗𝐚 𝐡𝕒 🍬🐚

🐚♪ 𝕓ᶤｔĆＨ𝕖ѕ ｌόvє мᗴ 乃𝒆ＣＡυ𝐬ｅ 𝓂ⓨ ＡғⓉŘÃ 𝕓€ ᔕⓐ𝕘ᎶⓘŇ! ℍⓐ Ħａ ⓗ𝔸 𝕙Ⓐ 𝒽Ã 💛💲

♩😝 ｂ𝐈Ť𝐜Ｈ€Ⓢ 𝐥ᗝⓋє ᵐ€ 𝕓𝔼¢Δ𝕌丂ᵉ 𝓂Ⓨ 卂ＦtŘ𝒶 вⓔ Ŝ𝕒ﻮＧ丨𝕟! н卂 ｈ𝔞 𝐇ⓐ ħａ 𝒽Ａ 🐨🐝

🐼☝ ๒ί𝕋𝒸ħ𝐞ˢ 𝓁𝔬𝕍乇 Ｍ€ Ｂ𝓔ｃค𝓊ｓ𝔼 Ⓜу 卂𝒇𝐭𝓇𝒶 Ｂ𝔼 𝓢ⓐģＧเŇ! ＨΔ ⓗᗩ 𝕙ᵃ ⓗά Ħ𝓐 ♣💙

🎉🍪 𝐁𝔦𝓽ᶜ𝕙є𝓼 l𝓸ⓥᗴ ｍⓔ 𝔹ｅĆＡ𝕦ร𝓔 мㄚ 𝐀𝕗𝕋Ⓡα 𝓫ｅ 𝓈𝒶g𝓖ίｎ! 𝔥𝔸 ⓗᵃ 卄𝓪 ＨⒶ 𝒽Ａ ☺♦

👍👊 βᶤⓣ𝓬ⓗ𝕖s 𝐋𝐎νẸ ๓乇 𝐁𝐞𝓬Ａ𝓤Ş𝔢 𝓶𝔂 Ⓐ𝔣tя𝔞 𝓑έ ˢａģ𝐠Įᑎ! 𝓗ａ ʰά нΔ Ĥ𝓐 ⒽＡ ✌♨

☝✎ 𝒷𝕀丅ｃⒽｅⓢ ᒪⓄ𝕍ⓔ 𝓂𝕖 в𝒆𝕔α𝔲şẸ 𝓂𝓎 ᵃ𝐅𝕋𝓻𝔸 𝐁𝐞 Ⓢ卂ｇǤ𝔦ℕ! 𝐇ᗩ 𝔥α ĦⒶ ħ𝐀 𝔥ａ 🎈👊

—(••÷[ в𝓘тＣ𝔥ẸＳ lⓄ𝕧乇 爪Ⓔ 𝔟ｅｃคᑌⓢ€ Ⓜ𝔶 ᵃ千ţгＡ ᗷ€ 𝓈𝓪ᵍⓖＩᑎ! 𝓗ค Ⓗ𝒶 ᕼ𝓪 𝐇𝐚 ħⒶ ]÷••)—

🍬🐊 𝕓Ꭵ𝐭ᶜ卄𝑒ѕ Ｌ𝔬ᐯє 𝐌ε 𝓫ᗴᶜ𝐀ùｓ𝔼 ๓Ў 𝓐ᶠ𝓣𝓡𝒶 β乇 ＳΔⓖ𝕘ᶤ几! 𝐡𝐚 ʰᵃ 卄Ã 𝒽α 𝐡Ⓐ ☮🐺

♚🐸 вί𝓣𝓬Ⓗᗴ𝓢 𝐋𝔬νε 𝔪ᵉ ᗷ𝔼ᶜ𝔸𝕌ˢⒺ ๓𝔶 𝕒千𝕥𝐫α 𝕓𝒆 ˢＡ𝔾Ⓖιή! ђ𝔸 ђａ Ĥⓐ Ĥά Ħค ☠☹

•?((¯°·._.• βᶤtςℍ𝔼ѕ ｌØ𝓋ε м乇 в𝐄Ｃά𝔲ş𝒆 ϻч 𝓪𝐅𝓽𝐫𝐚 𝐁€ 𝔰Δģ𝑔Ⓘᶰ! ᕼค 𝔥α 𝕙ⓐ нａ Ħ𝓐 •._.·°¯))؟•

🐼🏆 вⓘⓣＣ𝐡ⓔŜ 𝓁ㄖ𝔳ε ⓜᗴ вέ𝐜𝔸𝐮Ŝέ м𝕐 ᗩⒻ𝓣Ｒᗩ β𝑒 𝓢𝔞𝑔𝓖ĮＮ! 𝒽α ℍά 𝓱𝕒 𝒽𝓪 𝓱α 🐟😎

👹💘 ⒷᎥᵗ𝓒Ĥε𝓼 𝕝𝓸שⒺ м𝔢 Ⓑε¢𝐀𝓊Ŝ𝔼 ｍ𝓨 ค𝔽ţｒａ вε ˢ𝔞𝑔ģＩⓃ! ℍ𝐚 𝔥ᵃ Ⓗ𝓐 𝐇Ａ Ⓗα 🍓💎

♗💙 в𝓘ţ匚Ⓗ𝔢ᔕ ⓛᗝ𝓿ε Ｍ𝔢 ᵇέⓒⓐυＳ𝔢 𝐌𝓎 𝒶ⒻŤＲ卂 𝔹€ 𝐬α𝐆Ğ𝕀ᶰ! 𝒽𝔸 ℍά ђᗩ 𝕙𝓐 𝔥α ♬😂

🍔👮 𝐁Į𝕋ᶜ𝐡єร ＬＯ𝓥ᗴ 𝐌𝐞 в乇ς𝓪ᵘˢᵉ Μ𝓨 𝐀𝐟Ｔ𝐑ᗩ β𝔼 Ŝ𝕒ᎶᵍᎥη! 𝕙α 𝓱α ħⓐ ℍα 𝐡𝓪 🎁♕

☹♚ 𝐁ｉт𝐜𝒽ᵉｓ ˡόνᵉ 𝔪𝐄 в𝔢℃𝐀ᑌＳє Ⓜｙ αŦＴŘ𝓪 乃Ｅ ˢⒶｇ𝔾ι𝓝! ħ𝒶 𝐡ค 𝓱Ã ħⒶ 𝓗ά ♪🍫

💥💲 ᗷᎥＴᑕђ𝔢𝓈 𝔩𝔬ᐯ𝔼 ϻє в𝒆ςᗩⓤѕє 𝓂¥ ⓐⓕтⓇ𝔸 вᗴ 𝕊𝔸Ⓖ𝔾𝕚𝓷! ⒽÃ 𝒽𝔸 𝐡α Ħ𝕒 ℍᵃ 😺♔

🎃💥 ᗷίтⒸⓗᗴ𝐒 𝓁𝕆ｖⓔ ᵐ𝓔 𝕓€ⓒÃ𝓊ŞẸ Ｍ¥ 𝒶Ŧ𝓣ᖇα ๒Ẹ 𝓼ÃǤ𝔤𝓲ⓝ! 𝐇ᵃ ħᵃ ⓗＡ ħａ Ĥ卂 ♖♕

✷. 🎀 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝓁❁𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝒷

🐾 ⋆ 🐻 🎀 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝓁🏵𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝑒 🎀 🐻 ⋆ 🐾

🐖 🎀 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝓁♡𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝑒 🎀 🐖

[sackreligion]

📻 AL-LERGIC! HA! HA HA HA! OHhh, yes, they ARE, aren't they... Just a CRANK of the ol' KNOB and they SCATTER, skittish deer that! THEY! ARE!

📻 HA HA HA! Well, I! DABBLE! I'm ALWAYS performing, one MIGHT say, and I've got a bit of a TELEVISION show MYSELF, though it's MAYBE A LITTLE niche... ABSURD!!! Absurdist humor is THE BREAD and BUTTAH, MISTAH!

📻 I like to REPORT on the NEWEST happenings in the PRIDE RING, although I USUALLY hire porn stars dressed as THE RADIO DEMON to do it! Performance ART, a real WAY to pay attention to the news, I'D! SAY!

📻 If you're EVER interested, DARLING, just SEND! ME! a message! I'd be HONORED! HOHOHO! Positively, oh, DELIGHTED!!! I feel FAINT! HA!

🕸️✨ That's real sweet of ya. I've not asked him, mostly because the guy's practically allergic to modern technology. Especially tv.

🕸️✨ An entertainer, huh? Well, always nice talking to somebody else who understands the craziness of showbiz! What've ya been in? Or are ya not that sorta performer?

[plum-buckered]

    "Now that'ths thsimply COO-COO BANANATHS...! Redemption, deery me, the nonexithstent humanity! No, my dear, I.... I... zzzzz...."

        "HEY, AL, WAKE UP!"

    "OH!!! Fire and brimthstone, I'm awake! Now where waths I...? Oh yeths... I don't believe ANYTHING can thsave thsuch loathsthome thsinnerths!"

    Welcome one and all to my NEWEST Alastor, a very VERY different take on a 4P Alastor. This one is incredibly sleepy and goofy, rather than sounding like Ed Boscoe, he sounds like Ed Wynn.

    This blog is run by Hebby, it's a sideblog to @rheddradio and it will have a combination of online and para rp. The rules are basically the same as Rhedd's, so read his.

    ABOUT UNDER THE CUT!

    Albert L'insomnie was definitely a difficult figure to get a pin on. By day, a vastly entertaining radio broadcaster, by night, a brutal serial killer targeting debt collectors, primarily. One notable thing about this man was how much coffee he drank, he often wore quite a bit of cover to hide his darkened eyes, for this man never got ANY sleep, allegedly. This was due to making a deal with demons, to never have to sleep again while he was alive if he could make the debt collectors pay. Eventually, his insomniac habits would cost him dearly as he slipped up while hiding a body and found himself without a head!

    Landing in Hell, Albert found his newfound abilities that manifested here were causing him to explode with potential. Turns out the demons he'd made a deal with weren't done with him, demanding he clean things up! They added to his conditions, changing his name to Alastor, a spirit of vengeance! Completely wiping out the old overlords, Alastor would pass out fully... The first sleep he'd had in decades.

    Oh, but that's not ALL... It turns out, because he'd expended so much of his power, Alastor was NOW the complete opposite of an insomniac, but rather he was narcoleptic!! Always lazy looking, ears always drooping, and with his eyes barely able to remain open, the radio host would meander from place to place, still a terrifying presence to sinners, but barely managing to restrain his habit of nodding off...

    He earned the nickname Plum from always being so plum tuckered out...!

[rheddradio]

✍!

My favorite thing about writing Rhedd is definitely all the dumbassery he gets up to. SURE it's fun to write horror and angst, but the best part is just writing all his scrungling.

[furby-organist]

> Well... now Alexa's got to wonder what Rhedd's been dishonest about!

[ellytaros]

💀 HI, I'M ELLY! Be sure to read my bio at the top! I'm in my 30s, I've got a whole busy life, but I'm thinking of getting into talking about video games!!! And other things... I manage @hebby-arts and Rhedd Radio Station on VRCHAT!

💀 What to expect out of my channel and Tumblr? Art, opinions and thoughts on video games, and character performance!!! These are my main passions.

💀 Let's have fun ideas!

[0rb0t]

I've never really understood how the internet has used "kin" before, and I'm also still trying to understand DID systems (I know they're not the same thing, promise that's not what I'm saying.) I've had a bumpy time trying to understand and I apologize that I may slip up when talking to systems.

But I wanted to talk about something I've noticed about myself that maybe is somewhat related? Maybe not, but it's made enough of an impact on my life that I feel like it's quasi-related.

I'm a roleplayer, I love to perform a character to bring them to life. I strictly know them to be a work of fiction in order to convey self expression or just to tell a story. However, I also almost feel like there's an element of transference going on--

What I mean by that is, writing my characters has led me to actually realize various truths about myself, come to terms with things that have happened to me, and even seek out professional diagnoses on things that I didn't have an understanding of until I started writing that character.

However, transference can go the other direction, too. From what I've read about it, as well as how it's used in other forms of media, literature, etc., is that the thing you're transferring onto may sometimes be able to transfer back onto you.

I'm not saying that my characters have independent thoughts separate from me when I'm not writing them, that would be impossible (and because I value autonomy of myself, too frightening to consider not being in control of my own characters.)

However, something that I try very hard to do is make my characters feel like real people. They have their own hobbies, they have their own likes and dislikes, they have their own opinions about things that often either contradict mine (VERY OFTEN), or are in wild contrast to other characters of mine, OR... nuanced differences. That's hard to keep track of usually, but when I'm in the headspace to write that character, it's as easy as breathing.

And that's also where the transference problem occurs-- a struggle I'm still trying to work on (and also why I have so many characters to switch to) is that if my character is upset... those feelings of upset end up sinking into me, even if I'm in a relatively good mood. Take Tough Love for example-- he's a character of mine who has a defined sense of self that he's quite confident in-- BUT he's also very egotistical and tends to not view others' experiences or selves as anywhere comparable to his own or of value. This causes him to be very stuffy and superior at times, and when that attitude bleeds back into me, it's BAD. I can sometimes become more callous or dismissive. This is unlike how I tend to be. I have to be careful with a character like Tough because of that kind of thing.

More under the cut as well as images.

Currently, in a Second Life RP called Spira, I'm writing 5 different characters.

Orville Botte

Sir Moss

Tough Love

Repo Wolf

Rhedd End

These are all characters that I've written variations of either since 2016, 2019 or 2020-- and they are all VERY DIFFERENT from each other. Tough Love doesn't usually look like that, he usually looks like a skeleton or a blue and purple cobra.

But they are also all with their OWN likes and dislikes, their own moral compasses, their own F-LISTS, etc.

I don't like to insert myself into the narrative, I generally don't like to say I have sonas or anything because I am wholly uninterested in being involved in the narrative, I just want to be the one bringing characters to live, but all of them are capable of transferring their emotional states onto me if I'm not careful. And all of these characters have a theme of abandonment trauma-- though they have different ways of responding to or showing that trauma.

BUT despite that, I still maintain that when I roleplay them, IC=/=OOC. Because it doesn't!!! If I'm experiencing emotional transference, it's up to me to distance myself and either swap characters or go do something else for a bit. It can just get a little hard to tell that's what's happening. I'm getting better at it though.

And I have so many more characters than this, but mostly focusing on the ones I'm writing on Spira because I've basically planned out their differences. If I want something more sensitive and submissive, I'll write Orville. If I want funny but assertive, I'll write Sir Moss. If I want funny but unsympathetic, I'll write Tough Love. If I want a completely unhinged time, I'll write Repo Wolf, and if I want a boisterous joyful nutbar, I'll write Rhedd.

Writing Rhedd usually puts me in a place of genuine adoration for everything, because he's just so 8D all the time.

I've even considered like... making a sideblog to this one where people can talk to these characters, maybe not their Spira versions but just their default ones... I have roleplay blogs for all of them but they're all separate and I don't want to keep logging into all of them.

Their NOT Spira versions are:

Orbot (Sonic Boom primarily), Sir Moss, Tough Love, Repo Rick and Rhedd Radio.

(orbot, Sir Moss)

(Snake!Tough/Skeleton!Tough)

(Repo Rick, Rhedd Radio)

I'll try to have a blurb to each of them, but I've been writing all of them for years so... there's probably a lot to cover. There are ASPECTS to their canon selves but generally they're just... changed. To be loved is to be changed.

The point of this post got away from me LOL

[sackreligion]

    What were the ODDS that Rhedd would stumble upon something like this? Quite slim actually… he’d overheard a sinner bragging on his phone about how he was about to own a contract to Angel Dust, THE Angel Dust, and that he had so many ideas and ways to exploit the porn star. Rhedd, who absolutely was going to be normal about this, immediately OBLITERATED that guy, stole his phone and learned his name.

    Having access to various portal dimensions as well as being in a relationship with an eldritch entity meant that Rhedd could cheat sometimes and come by large sums of money that you probably shouldn’t look at too long. He then made his way to the agreed point of meeting, humming to himself as he did so, turning on data to stream Lo-Fi Torture Girl on the highest quality, in order to absolutely shred the phone bill of the sinner he’d just blown up. They’d be back eventually, after all… why not be PETTY?

    Arriving at the location, Rhedd gave himself a once over, pulling on his tail hard so that it disappeared, mussing with his hair to make sure it looked right. Shadowy hands came from the bowtie in order to fix up his clothing for him, give him a mint, you know how it is. Once they he was ready, Rhedd popped out of the shadows, and immediately greeted the moth demon by grabbing one of his hands and shaking it VIGOROUSLY, much to Valentino’s disdain.

    “HELLO!! YES! HI! Hello, how do you DO! Valentino, the MAN himself OF PORN STUDIOs!! I started to THINK that maybe you DIDN’T! EXIST with how you haven’t been answering ANY of my CALLS or LETTERS!” Rhedd exclaimed, all the while shaking his hand. He’s about to introduce himself before he remembers he’s supposed to be SOMEONE ELSE… Ahem! Rhedd gives the phone a once over, trying to pretend like he just got a text. He plays an iPhone’s DING notification sound from his repertoire of sound effects he’s collected over the years, and takes a look at the phone, “OOPS, getting a… TEXT! Once MOMENT, darling~” Rhedd waves a hand, checking out the contact information of the Sinner he’d turned into a fine red mist earlier. Jarrold. JARROLD??? Jacob… Harold? Jarrold???

    “IT’S ME, JARROLD, and I am HERE to PAY for my… contract, OH YES!”

    Valentino likely already figured out that the guy who bought the contract in the first place had been SUPER MURDERED, but he didn’t care as long as he got his money. Rhedd handed over a hefty coin sack before he turned to Angel Dust, gazing at him in absolute awe. Suddenly, painfully aware that Angel Dust could see him, Rhedd shoved his hand into a hole in thin air, and pulled out a paper sack with a smiley face drawn on, immediately throwing it over his head. He steps closer to Angel, and the spider may realize that he was a full 2 feet taller than this pink fiasco.

    “ABSOLUTELY! HUMBLED! TO MEET YOU! Angel DUST! HAHA!” Rhedd beamed, throwing his hand out to offer it in shake, “SHAKE A PAW, my friend! HAHAHA!”

    Oh boy.

➳ (@rheddradio)

@rheddradio

This entire situation was fucked. Absolutely fucked. As he was ushered out of the limo by his very unhappy pimp, all he could think of was the unknown. Val was awful, but he hadn't even been told who this new contract holder was. The not knowing what he was walking into was worse than the knowing what he'd have to deal with with Val. But it wasn't like he had a choice in the matter. He never really had. The moment he'd been stupid enough to sign a contract with Val, it had been over.

His mind was racing as he was ushered into the building, trying to think through every possible scenario. When they finally got to where they were going, Angel was struck speechless by the sight. He just stood in the doorway, still and quiet, while the other two men hashed out the last bits of contract. Not out of obedience - fuck knew he wasn't a particularly obedient demon - but because he was trying to process the realization that the man in front of him who looked like a washed out, eccentric version of Alastor was now his contract holder. It also struck a deep note of fear in him, because if this man was anything like Alastor - or anything like Val - this was probably going to be hell.

"I, uh. Nobody told me yer name," he said quietly once he was sure it was alright for him to speak.

[sackreligion]

!ʇɥɓıɹ ʇı ʇɐ ʞooๅ noʎ ɟı ɓuıɯๅɐɔ ɔıɹʇɔǝๅǝ ɹǝɥʇɐǝʍ ,ɹǝpuod ʎǝɥʇ ɹǝʌǝu ʇɥɓıu ǝɥʇ ɥɓnoɹɥʇ ʇı ǝpɐɯ ɓuıʌɐɥ ๅǝʌɹɐɯ oʇ ʇɹɐʇs sǝๅɔıʇɹɐd ǝɥʇ ,ʇɥɓıɹq sʍoɹɓ ʇı uǝɥʍ

[hebby-arts]

INTRODUCING my fanimatronic, The Showrunner! He's inspired by my Alastor, Rhedd Radio! I made his hair and head from scratch in blender, and everything else is comprised of stuff in my inventory!

(I DID NOT MAKE THE REST OF HIS BODY! I ONLY MADE HIS HEAD AND HAIR, NOT HIS EARS OR ANTLERS! I JUST ENJOY MODDING!)

His lore is that this animatronic is meant to take the semi-fictional role as the Glamrock band's "manager", and he is supposed to sing about how busy he is and seem kind of glum! But one day, he kept playing golden oldies while glitching out, and his voice seems wrong...

I went with the idea that rather than being hacked or possessed by a child ghost, he's possessed by a demon, a la Furby rumours from the 90s. Silly and fun! His head doesn't open or close, but his teeth light up and fade out like an old radio.

Here's me hiding from him...

uh oh-- (jumpscare under the cut)

[radicheart-a]

(( One of the things I wanna (re)draw is something Hebby mentioned about wanting Cal to kabedon Rhedd and it revived a memory of when I DREW Cal kabedoning a wall so other people could draw their muses BEING kabedoned...but he was STANDING ON HIS HEAD AND USING BOTH LEGS...and it was HILARIOUS ))

[very-poggies]

    So something very fun and charming about Rhedd is, despite no longer seeing himself as an Alastor per se, he still knows he's a Radio Demon, and when he mingles with the herd, he will dance right in step!

    If an Alastor is being a menace, Rhedd will match step and be a menace. If a different Alastor is having a musical number, Rhedd will perform backup vocals and dances to support him.

    The man loves to go with the flow and mingle, he loves attention and he loves to spread the glee. Everything's fun, everything can be entertaining if you really want it to be! Why NOT dance on the piano of someone playing in the club? Let's MISBEHAVE!

[radioconstructed]

// Oh I should talk about this! I don't think Al would think @concubuck was an impersonator.

For context, the first alt she met was Rhedd. And then Offal. She’s already under the impression that her alts can differ pretty widely from her! (And then she met Buck, who she doesn't know much about but he's clowned with her on that houseplant post, and sent her weird ASMR once, so he seems cool and friendly.)

Also -- because she's kind of 'new' to the multiverse & hasn't established any solid multiverse friendships that retain object permanence, her default way of thinking about the world is singleverse, not multiverse yet. In her world, people impersonating her don't talk to her publicly online. You can't convince people that you're someone else if you're in the same room at the same time, ya feel. So just because he talks to her, she is subconsciously inclined to not see him as an impersonator (even if in the context of the multiverse, someone Could be an impersonator!)

OKAY LET ME OFFER A BACKSTAGE PASS TO MORE STUFF!

So Al looks like an asshole and that’s on her! (And I did not go out of my way to make her not look like one! I answered in the way she would answer.)

So to continue the previous thought -- when she talked about people being stupid enough to fall for her impersonators, she was thinking in the context of her universe. Even if she knows she has alts. Her answer was, in her brain, like, “yeah, people impersonating me for porn is a Thing that has happened by virtue of me being a public figure, checks out that it happened again and someone thought it was an alternate. yes I’m aware this happens.” in conjunction with “me having an OF is inconsistent with any pre-existing knowledge of me that anyone would have, girl what"  (And she didn’t comment on the “I don’t think any real radio demons have an OF” line bc like... she doesn’t have a reason to believe it’s impossible but also doesn’t have a reason to insist it is possible.)

How she presents herself publicly off of voxblr, which is a shitpost outlet, isn’t... wholly visible at this time, aside from the public info page! The lore & worldbuilding are trickling in as she interacts with anons & other muses. I first drafted this post Way Back When and just now got around to posting it, but since that, she’s explicitly said on her blog that lusting after her should be illegal. (1,2) But yeah, in her universe, she IS openly as aroace & openly averse to being viewed/considered sexually. So like... she thinks that the people in her universe should at least investigate further if a public figure who explicitly doesn’t want to be sexually desired is posting/selling pornographic content online. Instead of just, like, falling for it hook line and sinker.

But yeah. Without all of that context she just looks like an asshole. (And that’s ok! It happens. That’s what backstage passes like this are for. To explain why she puts her foot in her mouth.) But she’ll start to consider the multiverse more in her thinking, etc. She gets to evolve.