#boat troll rp

[hskinhome]

A stimboard for an Enkidi Galgal introject using shipwrecks, sea slugs, lightning striking water, and electricity

Art by @jumpingjacktrash

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[kayinnasaki]

Eh I should try and post things here too instead of just reblogging stuff lol used to throw stuff like this behind a side blog but it's almost 2025 like whatever lets go, lemme post some OC stuff with a nice little goofy 3d vignette I did. Prefect Antonella Castelluccio, Model Making A minor Brave Earth character that came up in RP. I'd consider using her in a game role at some point.

A war orphan, taken in and named as a baby by nuns of the Aistorian Catholic Church. Unwilling to become become a nun, but harboring deep resentment to the Aistorian Nobility, Antonella joined the militant side of the Church, becoming a Prefect.

Prefects kinda the "Church MPs" or enforcers, used to represent the Pope's will when dealing with Aistorian nations. Antonella is kinda a fireball, known for being a brazen and harsh when dealing with nobility. She's generally only sent someplace when someone needs a stern talking too. An angry, damaged, and unreasonable bitch, but relatable. 😭 Who isn't an angry queer, mad at injustice, who just wants to scream at people in power?

From the Zhongkaya region of Bherigan(a particularly fractured country with frequent little regional wars). due to the mixed up nature of Brave Earth, she's a mix of old world Chinese and Slavic ancestry.

Kinda closested gay. Stuck in an in-between period in Aistoria where the Church is becoming more inclusive, but it'd still be seen as unbecoming for a Church Official be be out.

She's like a 30+ year old pent up virgin lol she's awful, it only adds to all her other issues.

In RP even though she starts off hating Naomi for being a noble, she still ends up crushing hard on her and Ashara.

Feral and poorly socialized. Her feralness makes her good at her job, but when you try and interact with her as a person it becomes obvious how isolated and lonely she is. Kinda an awkward nerd.

She's so hot she so looks like a cool hot girl who has her life together and is completely in control all the time but she's just a facade, a big lonely knot of rage and emotion.

A little vain, honestly? But her bit of vanity is messed up by her church upbringing wanting her to be more modest.

Other pictures I have of her when she's not in the privacy of her own apartment are really covered up. She usually doesn't show a lot of skin, and often covers her hair depending on where she is.

You might MISTAKE her for a war nun cause of that

Now she lives somewhere hot so she has an excuse to loosen up a bit. It's not like she doesn't WANT To but breaking free of your upbringing is hard.

Not very pious. Like she's practicing and kinda believes, but her attachment to the church is more ethical than spiritual. She believes the Church to be an important unifying force that isn't as selfish and exploitive as countries of Aistoria. ​* She's not wrong, either??? Like the church sucks in its own way and Aistoria is filled with problematic systems of power, but the church DOES have the concerns of the common folk more in mind than the average Aistorian noble.

Scarred up in a troll attack during some events in RP which probably will never get to be reflected in a videogame (The Esperadan Civil War). Had an arm pulled clean off. Healing went a long way but she still has some motor control issues in her formally dominate hand. (She was totally gonna die in that troll attack but me and my friend decided we liked her awful ass too much)

Sadly that messes with her more peaceful, relaxing hobbies... but she's working through it. Antonella relaxes through caring for houseplants and model making. She likes dioramas a lot too. So here she is, putting together an old world Zeppelin model kit. She's kinda a zeppelin nerd, though she has a passing interests in boats and trains too. Her working on neither of these things is one of the few times she doesn't look like she's a few moments away from yelling at you.

Made in Koikatsu, with models kit-bashed from just about anything I can get my hands on

[12thperigeeball]

is there a drawn out map of the mansion ?? it would be great to have for plotting and stuff

Hi anon!

So i'm gonna be upfront - ever since we got this like 5 days ago, I have been trying very hard to figure out and draw out a rough idea of what I believe the ball looks like.

Unfortunately, I have failed. I am not a skilled architect to place my ideas on paper and make it look workable

SO, TEXT DESCRIPTION IT IS. The ball has always left the grounds amorphous, so people have the flexibility to headcanon in what they need or want to have at a ball, as well as allow people to create their own backdrops for their RPs that they need (such as hedge mazes, kitchens, VIP rooms, secret evil bunker lair under the mansion, whatever!) to achieve whatever their RP threads aim to do!

Here are some things to keep in mind, under the cut:

Canonically, the ball is held in a mansion tucked away at the base of a valley between two mountains near a major city. Far enough away to sell the illusion of being removed from society, yet close enough that it isn't difficult for even the lowest caste of troll to hitch a ride there. The mansion itself is large, with a U shape that hugs a small lake that has pooled in the valley. This leaves the ball with a lovely view of the water and privacy for those who will stay there. The lake itself is swimmable, and has a handful of boats that allow people to traverse it for a romantic moment. The boats, however, are limited, so reserve your turn ahead of time!

As of the 12th Perigee Ball 2022, one of the cliffs that surround the lake was destroyed after the ball ended after an unruly guest with a rocket launcher broke the 'no live weapons' rule. Kilran honestly should have seen it coming.

As of 12th Perigee Ball 2023, with the funding of a VERY rich fuschia clown ancestor-in-law, the cliff has been repaired, re-planted with foliage, and the lake even got terraformed into a heart shape, increasing it's appeal to guests.

The mansion is quite lavish on the inside with a custom foyer depicting paintings of the previous ball Kings and Queens leading into a gargantuan, three level ballroom. On the first floor, social areas with tables and couches are placed to facilitate a place to rest, while the second floor is reserved for dancing. A stage where performers and an orchestra can play lies against the back wall, near the doors to reach the wrap around balcony that allows guests to admire the lake.

The third floor is a simple balcony view, where the VIP guests can enjoy the main hall's music and festivities. These are connected to the VIP rooms, with their own dance floors, performance stages, and social areas. These are accessible through elevators and stairs just off of the main dance hall.

Outside of the ballroom is an extensively decorated garden specifically planted and geared towards beautifying a winter landscape. Ice Sculptures are common, as well as semi-private gazebos and pavilions for couples to have their own romantic moments in.

Next to the main ball rooms are the fully furnished dining rooms, which allow trolls to sit either individually or in a group and order from the waiters who will serve them food. When it comes to the feast time, a large table is placed at the front of the main dining rooms where the host and his personal guests sit.

There are multiple bars situated within the dining room, the ball room, and the outside gardens where trolls may order drinks, but alcoholic drinks aren't served until 11PM when the underage trolls are removed from the premise.

The mansion itself has social rooms for trolls to retreat to beyond the ball rooms. These are wings of rooms on the first and second floor, and are filled with crackling fireplaces and sofas for trolls to lounge on along with butlers who can serve them drinks and snacks.

There are further wings of the mansion that are blocked off during ball time. These are the personal bedrooms of the host, his personal guests, and any VIP guests who would prefer to pay to reside at the ball itself for the duration of the ball. They are heavily guarded with physical and digital security and trolls found leaving the allotted public ball grounds are rebuffed back to where they should be.

There are also spa, makeup, and tailoring services and facilities for trolls who rent a room at the mansion.

[othercat2]

This Just In

Teen!Bel is a precious button. He is actually a cinnamon roll and could actually kill you.

So! Due to a cosmic mishap, Commander Bel from the Space Navy AU has been swapped with Teen! Bel from the main game (or a version of him). After adventures in the dark bowels of the ship, TeenBel befriends a random madtroll who had escaped from the clown cathedral ship that had been recently docked to the Sunslammer.

Bel is currently Cleverly Disguised as a recent transfer from the clown ship. The dork has been working several shifts because no one has thought to send him home to get some goddamn sleep, and Teen!Bel has not thought to mention it. Given a) Bel’s natural jumpiness around adults b) His current age c) His apparent inability to mention when he slept last  the crew is going to have many horrifying theories about Teen!Bel’s “past” on the Horrifying Clown Ship of Horror.

They are all going to be verging slightly pale at the kid by the end of the week.

[galacticnova3]

Ok but the image you used in that ask. Prince Fluff Gets Trolled

GOD YEAH I have no idea how I managed to get so close to capturing the vibe I was just rushing to draw him stumbling upon the two noats (not boats) and being thoroughly revolted because of an rp. Said rp is also the context behind the *drinks pond water* message screenshot

Pince Fuck witnesses a crime(the crime is Iru drinking pond water from an I-❤️-MILFS straw made of himself)

[scarfacemarston]

yeah. I was in your server and it's dead too. I don't know why you keep inviting people to the server. It's beating a dead horse.

LONG POST: I wondered when I get one of these. Sometimes servers do die out. It happens and there is sometimes nothing you can do about it. I'm not sure how much of a troll post this is or isn't. However, I have had people mention that they missed places to Rp which is why I have been trying again. We're also in the middle of the pandemic where most people in general are depressed/dealing with a lot of IRL stuff and don't have the energy to be more than lurkers. Health and IRL stuff always comes first. I am in at least 7 red dead redemption servers and let me tell you, they are all either slow or dead. So while it comes across that you're insulting the server I once helped run, I have tried my best and I know the current admin and mod team have tried their best.  Many other servers are in the same boat. Additionally, people talk about how it's dead, but there are attempts. People don't respond to either A. people who are staring conversations whether it's a get to know you thing, normal every day talk or red dead talk. B. Prompts /activities to get to know your characters or the characters you want to roleplay as, questions of the day, short mini rp threads, etc... C. Offers of movies/games streaming and voice chat. I've seen multiple people try to set up conversations with me being one of them. You can't force people to talk. It's disappointing, but you can't. However anon, if you're still in the server, you could also try starting conversations or responding when you see them. If you're not, well then why leave an anon like this anyway? But again, I'm in servers over a 100 who are slow to mid sized servers that are completely dead to smaller once popular servers that may as well be dead. That's just how it is in this fandom for whatever reason. It's also what I have heard from my friends who are in different servers. Active for a while, then slow or they die completely. Important addition: Some red dead servres get created, have a boom and then die. It reminds me of boom towns during the gold rush. More importantly, with the level of literally unhinged people I know or know of, it’s very hard to avoid those people and it’s akward to be there with that person - or hell, even triggering for me sometimes. That, and if it gets bad enough, it’s difficult andembarassing to go to admins and mods and “Oh they harassed me horribly” type of thing, regardless of what happened. For me, I literally avoid people who had tried to attack me in real life. I know multiple other peole on tumblr who will never join a server on discord because they have either been horribly tormented on tumblr and don’t want to experieince it on discord, or have heard how terrible it is on a lot of servers and want to avoid it. This is what I was referring to when I was talking about how to make friends. If I could fix the rp servers, I would immediately. If there were more laid back servers of friendly people, I would do it because everyone is lonely right now. But I really think this anon is a little rude. 

[bucketogrubsarchive]

Just around the river bend open rp

Having woken up early as she usually does every other day. Calice went out her evening tending to her garden and tidying her hive before making a small shopping list of what she needs from the market. Still picking out small bits of glitter from behind her fin and hair, why in the world would someone create something so small and irritating she may never know. While she was checking on her garden, cursing under her breath to see some of her herbs were trampled by some sort of visitor during the daytime. 

Then she noticed her boat was untied and about to float down the river again. Rolling up her sleeves, Calice hurried out into the water and fetched it. Not one of her best mornings, but something she shouldn’t grumble about. At least she didn’t lose the damn thing. It would really take a bite out of her savings if she had lost it, row boats aren’t cheap and she only had lost one already. 

Once she was cleaned and fully dressed, the quiet river dweller tied her scarf around her head to hide her fins. Thinking maybe this outing at the shops would turn this day around. Who knows she could find some paints she would need. After traveling up the old trail to the main road. The olive continued to make her way to the town near her, so far she made a few good purchases for the garden, as she looked around for any good produce she could use to make a few meals for herself. She couldn’t help but feel like someone was looking at her. Turning her head she looked at the unknown troll who was staring at her. Wondering if they wanted the item she is standing in front of. 

“ Um H3llo? Can I h3lp you with som3thing?”

[kainfamilyfortune]

Silas - Journal Entry #35-37

Fading.

35.

The snowfall here in Rustberg has been no less than awe inspiring, pure and beautiful. I am happy that ‘bone-chilling’ doesn’t apply to me anymore on these crisp winter mornings. I take walks in this far away village that I never would had visited unless it weren’t for these dire circumstances that lay before me. Conspiring? How could they think that? We simply aimed to educated and let others of my kind know that there was far more than servitude towards war. That there is a living breathing world out here - that with enough time and patience that a small group of us could be accepted for who we were versus whom we served. Not having to be exiled or shunned into the abyss. Or... so we thought. I think of what I could had changed, if I had not been deployed to Pandaria prior to meetings with the Alliance. It seems like a lifetime ago that Parqual wrote to us the great news... that we were finally making a stance. Progress. I shuddered, looking above to the snow drifting out from the tree line with my essence seeming to follow.

In the last few days I was told of a delay, as Cere kept me informed on Kyvalta’s condition, the crew member who injured himself - I continuously offered my services, but it was quickly shot down. She seemed wary, as if she were hiding something, but I could not judge what I could not see. It could be that she was in distress over her friend. Only time would tell. I would walk the nature trail in the mornings to wait out each passing day, making my way to and from the Heart of the Raven Inn, and spending the afternoons writing by the fire, taking in conversations with staff and patrons alike. The pace here was slow, which was a welcome feeling to all that has transpired over the last few months.

Night would eventually find everyone, as I lay awake in the comfort of the simple suite I had been staying in - my mind drifting towards the light. I am growing more powerful, this much I cannot deny. The dust fragments out from me. I can feel it’s ebb and flow as I attempt to control my form. The burning pain in my soul resists the action but I push my mind past it. I can do this. I can. It feels like solar flares erupting from a star - chaos and then I see it. I see the point, no a thread. I reach to grasp it but it is just slightly out of reach, as the pain ensues, I feel shadow whispering to let go, but I cannot. I must keep going. In an instant that I extend my arm forward and grab the thread in a sudden motion, order is restored. I see light surrounding me in ever tangling web, locked in time and space, and I felt no pain for the first time since I was raised.

The shimmering expanse of my form surrounded me. I could be anything or anyone. I had control for the first time. I could feel every particle, see it and move it. Shape it. It was like painting my body into something new. I had ascended... But it was short lived, as the pain struck me down. Bone dust scattered on the bed that I meditated upon and I came back to reality, feeling as though I had been scorched by a million fires. I looked down at the dust that had once been a part of me. Attempting communication with it to come back to me but it was no longer glowing with the light. It had become inert and I began to panic as I came to realize that I would fade into nothing but dust.

36.

I did not delve into this new found power in the days following. Allowing myself a reprieve from future sessions. I would surely lose myself. Literally. I continued my routine - walks on the nature trail in the morning, spending time in the tavern in the afternoon, and writing until the next morning. Until I got a knock on the door one night, in which I was greeted by a somewhat disgruntled Cere. She seemed to rush as she told me to help her at the docks, as they were ready to go. At this hour though? I told her to tell the crew that they could rest for the night and we could ship off tomorrow but she insisted that there was no time. So I packed what little I brought and laid some coin for the maid on the nightstand and we headed towards the docks.

I can tell you that this was not my last night in Rustberg village. I can also tell you that what I found when we approached the dock was not something I wanted to see at all... A Troll man and Orcish woman, although she looked like a half breed, dressed in red painted iron, adorned with spikes, smiling towards me as they were about to cash in on the bounty that would set them up for all the grog in Orgimmar they could drink for the next year. Behind them, the crew I thought I trusted and I felt the jagged edge of a knife in the small of my back. Cere grasped my shoulder with her free hand and pushed me forward towards my fate.

My initial panic subsided as I put my faith in the light, breathing in slowly and my eyes flashed. My form began to glow as holy fire erupted from my palms and shot out towards my pursuers. Focusing in on the brutes, I smited them both where they stood, ducking as the Troll swung his great ax above me. I began to smell burning flesh and fire as I dodged another lethal blow from behind, Cere’s dagger missing by mere inches, I grasped my ceremonial knife and cut across her legs, immobilizing her as the remaining crew attempted to dog pile. With another flash of light, I waved my arm across the sky in a divine shield letting the crew ricochet off of it and into the crocodile infested waters. Finally it was just the Half-breed.

She stood across on the dock holding a maul in one hand and buckler shield in the other. Flames smoldering the dilapidated wood of the dock and a portion of her armor, this was in stark contrast to the snow fall and and moonlight that cascaded off the no longer still water. The crocodiles have found their next meals. She charged swinging the maul wildly, and I knew that this was it. I jumped instinctively and I found myself floating above her. Flying, angelic wings sprung from my back. I was in a slight bit a shock before the Orc screamed and I channeled my hands together into a ball of light, throwing it down to her, burning any trace of her existence. I floated down to the bleeding form of Cere, as she held loose cloth to her legs attempting to stop the bleeding. I simply looked to her and stared. Finally after a long moment in silence I asked her “Why?” Untying the ropes docking both the boat I had arrived on from Pandaria and the smaller horde vessel as I pushed both out to sea.

She winced in a sharp pain, “Because. We didn’t know you were worth that. We wanted our take. Horde or not. We take what we can get out here.” Her voice trailed, no longer seeking remorse it seemed. The fires quenched around the dock as the snow continued to fall and the village remained silent within the night. I watched her body bleed out and freeze, finally pushing it into the harbor. Something so cold that I normally would never wish upon anyone, but I was about to die. This was self-defense. I stood there until dawn, the only traces of the battle was small scorch marks upon the dock which were quickly covered in mud by workers filing in for shipments for the town.

My conscious was heavy and body was drained. I did not leave my room in the inn. The coin that I laid out on my night stand, collected some dust in the following days. I got a knock from room service every day to check to see if I was alright, in the days following and I did not dare leave. Simply replying that I did not require any services. My monotone voice lost all righteous vindication, and I felt like I needed to repent for the blood I spilled. 

37.

I finally gained the energy to continue my routine. It had been a week since I had moved, my bones groaned and popped as made my way down the stairs of the inn. Not stopping to chat with the staff. Making my way as fast as I could towards the tree line. I stared at the forest for a moment before entering feeling the wave of guilt. I spoke aloud to anyone at this point. Attempting to repent for what I had done. I prayed, clutching my cloth to offer some sort of collateral in exchange for these feelings to go away. The self hatred. The guilt. The anger. I so desperately wished for this power all my life, but I too wanted control. Pain lies in the balance.

I felt as though a presence was attempting to reach out to me but it was like the thread of light I grasped before, just in the distance. I scanned the surrounding trees, morning light filtering through the canopy as I paused hearing the crunching of snow. I could see her. A little human girl, maybe six or seven years old, peering behind the tree she was hiding from then quickly diving back behind the tree when she knew that I caught sight of her. “Hey, you. Stop.”, I called out, as she let out a soft giggle and began running down the trail. I chased after her and I could hear the echo down the trail, as I hastily tried to keep up. She led me up the hill and through a dense portion of brush, light, she was fast. I had to catch myself as she guided me up the sheer rock face. I heard the laughter so close, it was as if she were right next to me but she wasn’t there. She was in my head. In my imagination.

I scaled down the hill, back onto the path, making my way back to the inn, where I was greeted by the staff, letting the drinks carry me elsewhere, the rhythmic guitar from @perchedon taking me far away from these visions and bloodshed. I wondered if my colleague’s even knew that they were being hunted down in the same fashion that I was. I needed to expedite my travels to Eversong Forest. I needed someone to trust fully this time around.

And that’s when she found me.

OOC: Thank you again to @heartoftheravenwra for hosting Silas for three weeks, again the Monday Night Mixers are fantastic if you are looking for a lovely faction neutral hangout (Minus the violence of course)! I will continue this ASAP - currently attempting to piece together some RP opportunities for this story-line so if you wish to get involved please do not hesitate to hit me up here or send me some in-game mail, Silaskain-Wra. Open to both making alliances and hostile encounters!Thanks! =3

[platinumtonki]

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[koszmar-zycie]

📝 Is the muse cooperative or do they like to take the wheel when it comes to threads?, 🌌 If you and your muse swapped places for a day how screwed would you be?, and🔒 What’s one thing about your muse that you still can’t figure out? For all three!

📝 Is the muse cooperative or do they like to take the wheel when it comes to threads?

Ja’Zara: Ja’Zara is probably pretty cooperative, but also because despite being feisty, she’s also surprisingly chill. Probably that cat-like nature that ties into her tiger form so tightly! I find that writing for her is easy, and it’s a really nice split between my own ideas and hopes for her, as much as it is just writing and her character driving it as it goes. That being said, she hasn’t had an actual RP partner yet! Just a couple asks.

Xiuying: Xiu! Xiu is quite similar to Ja’Zara, but mostly because her whole thing is being cool and calm. Even for bouncier RP or writing, when she lets her energy run the show, it’s really easy to just be totally cooperative. I suppose in that regard I’d say she’s way more cooperative, but there’s no shortage of her taking the wheel! Especially if her favorite Jadeblossom is involved. ;) ( @jadeblossom-journeys)

Willow: Willow is... powerful. LOL She’s also one who’s had VERY limited RP exposure. Being really only one short lived RP with a friend. Now, that being said, any writing involving her is very active, even when lazy. It kind of makes sense for her personality, but Willow seems to always just “happen” whenever she’s involved, so I’d have to put her on the “takes the wheel” end. lol We have the whole spectrum with these three!

🌌 If you and your muse swapped places for a day how screwed would you be?

Ja’Zara: Oh heck, I’d be pretty rightly screwed. I mean, if we’re talking responsibilities and such, it’s not soooo bad. She mostly wanders and does her best to serve the Troll people as a whole, and chiefly her chosen Loa, Gonk. If it’s a literal swap and it’s just me, then I’d have to like... tend a shrine or something. Because there’s no way I’m wandering off to serve Gonk or the Trolls as I am as a human. LOL If I had her powers, or it was a body swap? Sure, that’d be fun. lol

Xiuying: Not very! This one would be great! Okay, so maybe having to live up to a master martial artist and healer wouldn’t be great (I ranked yellow belt tops LOL), but I get to hang out with a ton of Pandaren. The friendliness and food would be great to keep me happy. I’d also be totally content helping at one of the monasteries to clean or something.

Willow: Definitely, undeniably screwed. Willow is nimble, athletic, quick, and undead. I uh... could NOT keep up with her duties as a Deathstalker, let alone as an undead in general. Unlike Xiu or Ja’Zara, I don’t really think there’s any way I can twist it into my favor. 

🔒 What’s one thing about your muse that you still can’t figure out?

Ja’Zara: Honestly, it’s the little headcanons. I’ve got a number of little things for my others; Xiu loves seafood, fishing, rafting/boating, rough ancestral crafts (necklaces etc), child-like fun, etc... or how Taima is a woodcarver, or Adra’mal is a fisherman (secretly)… but for Ja’Zara, I haven’t really been able to come up with any little hobbies or quirks that really seem “her” yet.

Xiuying: Xiuying is pretty well rounded out. The benefit with Xiuying is that her character is a simple one, where she has good depth, but doesn’t need a very strong motivation or goal. She lives pretty strongly tied to traditional Pandaren cultural and temple teachings. Her quirks and little things are pretty decently flushed out, and I know how I like writing her actions and words. I can’t really think of anything that would need working out, to be perfectly honest!

Willow: For Willow it’s a little bit of everything, but in a very light sense. I love what I’ve got in mind for her, but because she’s only had one very short RP encounter, there’s not really been any time to properly interact or develop. I know exactly who and how she is; I just need to get some RP with her so that I can figure out WHERE she is. If that makes sense!

Thank you @stonestridernerd! That was a lot, and fun and interesting for me to get to think about!

[banavalope]

I love all of your troll ocs! I was wondering if you ever thought of making some more?? :0

you fool. you absolute buffoon. these are my activation words.

honestly i actually have like… two seadwellers i never talked about because years ago i never bothered to flesh them out. I’ve also got kidcestors for The Gang that i love to bits and also have never talked about much, and i’d love to make more bc its just… so fun and customizable.

Anyway bold and foolish of you to make the mistake of asking this expecting me to not doodle & talk about eight individual fantrolls so here’s all of that cool information under a nifty little read more

please look at my good kids:

Ulyxes Romeda’s a violet blood and almost 8 sweeps old. This right here’s a sweet boy, he loves muscle theater and ancient battle history involving heroes that were probably fake but they were REALLY heroic and that’s!!! What he loves!!!!! He’s adventurous and positive, the kind of guy with an infectious happy attitude, people typically get along with Ulyxes and feel safe around him. He’s definitely not okay with the power structure on Alternia and WANTS to lead a revolution, he’s got the fire in him to change the way things are around him, but he’s dense, and not a big details kind of person so he’s not really gonna be a Leader anytime soon, but a bold hero in a blaze of glory in some way, probably absolutely.

This boi loves to rough house, he luv gettin into scraps with things BIGGER and STRONGER than him!! He’s so strong, he hasn’t found a big scary thing yet that he wasn’t able to toss. Good child. One of his hopes is to fight with Audrit to see which one of them is stronger, he holds Aud in high regard. Audrit thinks Ulyxes is really… fucking dumb, but the guy is nice and a great hand when you need one so, like, who’s he to judge.

His quirk is pretty uncreative, he “T4lks with gre4t 2e4l! =:D” replacing Z’s and A’s with 2’s and 4’s, and overusing emotes bc he’s an expressive boy.

His title is the Prince of Doom and his lusus is a bullfrog, a frog with a bullshark’s head and gills.

Calgia Atlais is either a violet blood or, if you have fun good times like I do and roll hard in your life, a fuschia blood and an heiress in line for the throne. She’s Ulyxes best friend and Audrit’s FLARP partner. Callie has a problem with being misunderstood in her intentions by people, the way she words things oftentimes denotes the wrong connotations. Maybe it’s because of her high social status, people just go into conversation with her expecting a superior and cold attitude that they just allow it to be their assumption of her without thinking any deeper into it. She gets frustrated easily by it, but she doesn’t have this problem with Ulyxes or Audrit though.

She’s got a heavy belief and investment in witchcraft and practices a sort of mix and match of wicca. Callie casts incantations and makes potions for the protection of her friends - especially Ulyxes with his rebellious attitude that’s dangerous to have - though whether her “spells” really DO anything is questionable. The results always vary, but she’s pretty sure she’s doing something good.

Arpegi particularly can’t stand Cal, because she’s got it in her head that Callie is trying to “steal” Ulyxes away from her - RP is convinced he’s supposed to be the Prince that saves her :Y - but the unfortunate thing is Callie has a huge flushcrush on Arpegi, and she really can’t seem to just tell her how she actually feels.

She “whisp3rs in the 14ngu4g3 0f th3 f0rg0tt3n c0v3n” by which I mean, the assigned asteroid numbers of Pluto, 134340.

Her title is Witch of Rage and her lusus - depending on what you subscribe to with fuchsias - is a clobster. a crab lobster with lots of claws that it fucking punches with.

*wrings my little hands* And then there’s dancestors…….. hueheueuhe

Artmis “But my friends call me Arttie” Mazdak is my fucking hero and I love him so much. God. He’s 9 sweeps old and grew up on an island with a small community of other islanders of varying bloodcasts and he dreamed of being out at sea, exploring a world he literally knows nothing about. He’s really dorky, for someone so charismatic and seemingly sure of himself he’s got some shakey self esteem and suffers sometimes in putting real faith in himself. Arttie and Audrit are a lot alike in their code of conduct, if they aren’t anything alike in personality: he has deep and unfaltering loyalty to his friends, isn’t one to question someones close held beliefs, and will without a doubt go to any means or lay down his own life for the greater good. Eyes on the prize for the benefit of others. The Mazdak boys are all about truth, justice,,,, and zestiness…….

Arttie builds boats hoping to get off his boring ass island and go be a real adventurer, he knows everything there is to know about navigation and always seems to find the best route to take even when he’s lost as shit, though “best” doesn’t always mean “right”, he got himself stranded once in the middle of the sea, but he met his flushcrush that way so WORKED OUT FOR HIM :Y

Anyway Art’s quirk is sort of particular compared to everyone’s. Basically though, he’s “Not tryin to brag or nofin> but ain’t nobody as exshiptional at knowin directions as him> an he’d be happy to kelp if he can*” this boy loves nautical wordplay and has an accent that makes him sound stupid (hes not stupid).

Jesus christ I love Arttie, i dont care that trolls dont have families he’s audrit’s big fucking brother and they love each other so much and hes so proud of his liTTLE BRO. ARGH.

His title is Mage of Hope and his Alternian counterpart is the Awakened Stargate, a famous historical figure who helped make important progress with intergalactic travel and laid the foundation for ethical “debates”, aka philoseviscery AKA “if your opinion is majority voted as bullshit you die”. He was secretly a passionate revolutionist and used his high social status to liberate lowblooded prisoners to freedom, taking them and himself to an unknown galaxy via an advanced starship he built. a legend as a boy and a man.

Fionah Trebol is Artmis’ kismesis, she’s 8 sweeps and a very trim and proper lady. Her soul dedication is in being a Tutor of Etiquette, she’s got no sense of humor and finds everything about Arttie to be a personal offense to everything she stands for. Disgusting.

Fionah is a stickler for rules and regulation, she keeps a tight schedule that seems to make everything around her bend to her will and keep to her rhythm. Things cower before her unreadable aura, which she loves, but Artmis doesn’t, which she hates.

She’s a private person in her beliefs, but she has some pretty strong ones. Religeon is a touchy topic and it would be rude manners to discuss it so openly, is her stance on the matter. Nobody bothers.

A cool fact: she has a trick weapon in the form of the strife specibus “hairclipkind”, she has a clip for the band at the end of her braid that turns into an axehead, and she wails it around like a flying guillotine. When you need some tough love.

She “~speaks QUITE LOUDLY and with a GR& SENSE OF &UTHORITY~ even if it RE&LLY ISN’T NECESS&RY~”. So she basically emphasizes her sentences where she doesn’t need to and replaces capital A’s (or “and” sounds) with &, all punctuation with ~’s

Her title’s Bard of Breath and her Alternian counterpart is the Lyricist, damned to a lifetime locked away in a sky high prison because her hypnotic voice would draw seadwellers to land where marauders would then jump them.

Kertez “Kurtis” Romeda is also my favorite child??? Next to Artmis???? He’s also 9 sweeps and is just. A Moron. He’s sporty, kind of like a typical jock hangin out with THE BOYS. Ruff about his turf, likes to surf, is a jerk. Kurt is extremely nihilistic and kind of rude, he’s spoiled so he sees himself as being above everyone else, even people in his own caste, but he’s private about his superiority complex which is… not better, but I guess he at least keeps it to himself? It certainly shows but he doesn’t rub his high opinion on himself in the face of others, not actively anyway.

Kertez is the reason Arttie got out of a bad situation, when Art stranded himself Kurt ended up finding him and helped him back to shore (degrading him the whole way). He REALLY thinks Art is out of his fucking mind and also thinks the nautical puns are lame, but he’s got a big gay secret crush on him anyway the fucking idiot. He’s so enamoured, his type is thick and cheesy.Artmis has gotten all their friends to think Kertez’s name is Kurtis because he heard him wrong when they met, and Kertez just… never corrected him.

He’s “4 little le22 enthu2i42tic 4bout being here, if you*re hone2tly wondering.”

He’s an Heir of Doom and his Alternian counterpart is the Achillan Watchman, who was in charge of guarding the Lyricist specifically. He disagreed with the Empress and in conjunction with the Stargate, helped free the Lyricist and thousands of other prisoners at the expense of his own life and reputation. He took the fall for the Stargate so his work wouldnt be wiped from history due to the betrayal.

Etheus and Isyfus Appate are younger, they’re like 7.5 sweeps, and unlike their descendants they aren’t attached at the horn, but they did hatch from the same egg and regard each other as two halves of the same whole person. Etheus acts as the mind and Isyfus takes over matters of the heart. He’s also the eyes of the operation, because Etheus was born blind.

They use their psychic abilities to help people struggling emotionally and are much kinder than their counterparts. They both offer phenomenal advice to due with personal growth and finding your inner self. Etheus and Isyfus claim they can commune with the past lives of an individual and doing so is part of their schtick.

On their own, Etheus doesn’t like to interact with anyone. They speak almost primarily through or with their brother, so doing so on their own is difficult and as a result they don’t have any close friends outside of Isyfus. They’re not extremely confident operating as a single unit, very much like their descendant. Out of selfishness, really, they don’t tell their brother that their spacial awareness is well enough that they can actually “"see”“ just fine without him.

Isyfus actually gets really exhausted operating as his other’s caretaker, he’s kind of a downer when he’s on his own and doesn’t have it in him to really give himself emotionally to anyone when he’s finally got time to himself to recharge. He’ll take long naps, either to try and get some energy back or to escape his other for a bit. He loves them, he really does, but it’s trying.

Etheus “doesn’t lyke takyng anyythyng from theyr brother yt myght make hym xpset”, and Isyfus “Ys happx to extend the same kyndness bx beyng juust as couurteous.” However “They both lYke to share, jUst when Yt reallY coUnts.”

Their titles are Maid of Space (Etheus) and Sylph of Time (Isyfus) and their Alternian counterparts were the Banyshed Apostyles - enslaved clairvoyants that predicted the coming of a prophet adopted in trust by the Empress’ higher court, using that trust to perform an act of Ultimate Betrayal. Their prediction wasn’t appreciated, so they were abandoned like garbage, and later down the line it was assumed the prophet was the Watchman.

LAAAAASTLY is Megera Atlais who is like, the least fleshed out of these losers because I like Calgia more than her lmao. A lot of her info is subject to change i think, but she’s 9 sweeps and very open and loud about her opinions and thoughts, so immediately everybody knows what she’s about. She loves juicy gossip and runs a cybernews blog about Big Internet Celebs for the express purpose of being a dickhead and spreading rumors.

She’s a nuisance to Kertez, they don’t get along very well but still stick to each other, she’s a lot like a little sister is to their older sibling. The only reason Kertez doesn’t just stop. Interacting with her, since she’s sort of toxic to his own sense of self worth, is because he knows at least a bit of her brash personality is all a front to keep people from picking on her relentlessly. She figures if she’s the first one to talk some shit then it makes her invincible to what anyone else says, and people will avoid getting on her bad side. It’s not great or healthy and Kurt feels pretty fucking sorry for her, but he ain’t her moirail so it’s not really his problem ykno.

Her quirk is to “talk mad shit o)+n anyo)+ne We want”, her O’s are replaced with o)+ and she uses royal We/Us (capitalized) in reference to herself instead of I’s and Me’s

Her title is Page of Rage and her Alternian counterpart was an Empress who lived hard and fast but not long, only long enough to have a solid reign of terror. She fucking hated lowbloods and wanted to keep them all in chains if she could, like most empresses so she wasn’t anyone special. She was dethroned after the Stargate rebellion destroyed her will and another heiress was able to take her life in her moment of weakness. She’s a very forgotten ruler.

anyway thanks for coming to my ted talk.

[shenanigansandtriumph]

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Ooo! UH.... Let’s see....trollian-tarot is someone I’ve recently started following that has a lot of real cool characters. It sounds like they’re kind of in the same boat as me, they left for a wwhile, and now they’re back. Time will tell if they’re good, but I will boost till I can boost no more.Kos7ik-krea7ions is also someone I just started following, and their characters seem HELLA nice. I think they have one of the highbloods that’ll be helping out at the Warmblood Festival, which I am super excited for.Berikittrollls is also awesome, I remember them being one of my Homestuck RP senpais back in the day, they have AMAZING trolls, and they’re a wonderful writer.(I know the thing only said one, but I don’t know how many of these I’ll get, and so many people deserve praise.)

[stormxpadme]

RIP Daniel

Also it’s one of these times I really don’t want to live on this planet anymore. Here you got a bisexual young singer, once contestant of the first season of the German “American Idol”, a singer who’s now in his mid-thirties and from the looks of it just realized he’s genderfluid and might have been thinking about a gender change. He always was a mediocre singer and the season clown and went through the whole I'm A Celebrity...Get Me Out Of Here! bullshit ... And then pulled himself up and got successful with other business. He’s still interested in showbusiness though, so he attends an acting school where according to rumors he gets bullied for months. Yesterday the guy jumped off a fucking AIDA cruiser for all that has been confirmed, just outside Newfoundland, and just now they stopped looking for him because there’s no chance of survival.

All I can think of since yesterday is that another clown after Robin William lost the battle to his own demons. And people on twitter are busy making memes about how he landed on a refugee life boat, and he’s fine, or how men who wear woman’s clothes are sick in the head from the start. Just give me a fucking rp to distract me before I do something really stupid. Feeding trolls just never satisfies.

I didn’t particularly like the guy’s art myself but I feel deeply sorry for the family of Daniel Küblböck and I hope he finds peace.

[wolfraged-blog]

✧ Do you agree with reblog karma or is it forced interaction?

Munday Symbol Questions.

✧ Do you agree with reblog karma or is it forced interaction?

I’m so sorry that I royally suck at RP lingo D; and please correct me if I’ve got the wrong concept. (like, please. I don’t wanna look like a fool.)

But Reblog Karma - where, in simple terms means: if you want to reblog a meme I posted, you gotta send me something from that meme if you want to reblog it? 

I don’t know if it’s that I agree with it but that it’s I don’t believe in it. So, no. I do not believe in reblog-karma. I do believe that it is forced-interactions. 

PLEASE feel free to always reblog a meme I’ve posted, there’s NEVER a requirement to send me one in order to reblog it. 

Before I get attacked, I’ll just throw out my two cents on that. This is just MY honest view on it from MY perspective, for MY partners. Please don’t take too much offense to this (because I know someone out there is gonna get upset about this).

First of all, here’s my main thing: I’m not the creator of that meme to say who can and CANNOT reblog the meme. I know that users can simply just click the posters page and then reblog it from there. But this leads to my OTHER point – if I did believe in Reblog-Karma, I feel that it would put an unfriendly and unapproachable stint on the atmosphere of my blog. Even though, I don’t feel that way when I visit others blogs that DO believe in that. See? It’s just a personal thing for me. 

Second of all and probably my BIGGEST thing about reblog-karma is, I don’t think its EVER okay to force a mun/muse to interact with yours.  EVER. Sometimes, people follow because they like someone’s character content. It’s fun to read them and everything, but the thing is, the MUN might like that character but the muse doesn't wish to interact with that other muse. And in my opinion, again, that is 100% okay with me.  If you’re following me because you like the content but don’t wish to interact, it’s always okay with me. You don’t have to have interacted with me, in order to reblog the meme, either. 

Fourthly, my other point in Forced Interaction is, 9/10,  they go unanswered anyway. Chances are, people, send those memes in order to be okayed in reblogging the meme, but then they never get a response because the person that demanded the meme probably doesn’t have muse or their muse refuses to interact with that person. 

Finally, here’s another thing. AND THIS IS JUST TO ME, PERSONALLY. My OWN opinion. I’ve STILL seen people get upset that someone reblogged from the source, but here’s the thing for ME. Some characters just don’t fit certain memes. If that makes sense? In other terms, some writers may feel that some context doesn’t fit being said to a certain character. It feels out of character for them, and feeling out of character can actually mess with someones entire muse for a muse. Say MUSE/MUN A ( a hero/heroine, whatever floats your boat here) reblogged a NSFW/Flirtatious, or ANYTHING to do with intimate characters meme and say a THANOS ( I just wanted to give everyone a bad, purple dick visual there. I gotta be a troll SOMEHOW in this shitty post.) wanted to reblog it? So, they reblog from a source but the person they saw it originally appeared from, still gets upset? 

The thing is; it’s NOT to make you feel like shit. In most cases, LIKE MINE,  the muse/mun may not feel COMFORTABLE, as a villain/etc writer giving another mun/muse a meme with a particular context, just to be able to reblog it. And then there’s the receiving Muse’s point of view. For Vali’s case, (going back to my original theory of Thanos sending Muse-A a suggestive theme, just to reblog the meme) if a theoretical-Thanos–or anyone–sent Vali a meme that was suggestive or flirtatious, he would voluntarily set himself on fire and then stand in the center of Muspelheim fire. See? It just doesn’t work for some muses. Angst and drama rp memes aren’t in this example because they are usually the easiest for anyone to reblog. but flirtatious memes and stuff tend to be more challenging. (honestly, I feel like the way I typed this point may not make sense - but I almost couldn’t post this reply without this point. xD) 

Probably RIGHT AFTER I post this, I’ll come up with about a thousand other points, but those are the ones that MAINLY jump into my brain right now. In conclusion, to all my followers/partners? always feel free to reblog a meme from me. You DON’T have to send me one.  I would RATHER you send me one because you want to. 

[getfuckedstayfucked]

callout post for aineedhelp dumbposting majimaguro

@dumbposting @majimaguro since you've been harassing my friends I figured I'd lay this out for you in no uncertain terms. Kyle, if you read this, scroll down to the bottom where there's a screenshot of Charlie literally telling you to die.

Hi Charlie. I deadass had to make a tumblr for this bullshit because your lying has really gotten excessive. I mean really? Telling people you’re 23? Telling people that you were groomed by us? Telling people we forced you to ditch your friends when all you’d do is complain to us about how uncomfortable x person would make you with their requests for sexual roleplay, or their aggressive demeanor, or their shipping wants? Telling people you were abused by us when you clearly have done this more than twice to different friend groups and when one group falls apart you move on to the next and start your predatory cycle all over again???

I can see you do this for every friend group you make, no matter who it is, where they are. You know how I see this? Because you are saying that we did what you told us your old friends were doing - Jasper, Robin, and Merc. You’ve moved the narrative that THEY were sexually abusive groomers/manipulators over to us since your new group of friends doesn’t know about them outside of the parts those new friends (your dear friends who never hurt you ever even though you consistently complain about said new friends behind their backs!) play and now, suddenly, WE were sexually abusive groomers/manipulators because you milked the attention and pity you could get out of us over the awful things you said about Jasper, Robin, and Merc, and in the process you eventually abused the two people who had the patience to stick out that behaviour SO MUCH and for SO LONG that you alienated them. Once they were over how you treated them, then suddenly, they were the bad guys. And you wouldn’t stop rocking the boat because you needed to have your endless little baby tantrum. Now that you’ve pulled the trigger, you can’t unshoot that bullet.

Newsflash? When these people told you THEIR BOUNDARIES - something that amazingly seems to only be valid when you do it - you got pissed at them. When people told you THEY COULDN’T HANDLE SOMETHING - like, oh, you know, detailed descriptions of severe animal trauma/death, or being told repetitively and graphically that you were going to kill yourself/how you were going to do it, they were suddenly awful. Well, you know what? That is textbook manipulation, to use a phrase you seem so fond of. Guilting people for having boundaries and making them feel bad for drawing lines because they want to have a healthy relationship with their friends isn’t bad, you just don’t like it because it means you can no longer do what you want or treat people like crap without repercussions. 

You are a cruel person. You don’t care about anybody but yourself. You are a self-serving, self-driven, emotionless asshole that knows how to twist situations to be in your favor because your favorite tactic is to divide people up from one another so they have less and less outside views of what your treatment is actually like. It takes a lot of practice to be able to do something like you do for so long and so aggressively so I imagine you’ve been doing this for years. You hook someone - or multiple someones - in by being nice and personable and funny and relatable, then you destroy your friend groups by pitting people against one another and when you’ve isolated the people you’re obsessing over, you flip the switch and start to abuse them in private.

And you know what? You are not the victim in this narrative. You are just another abusive jerk who knows you can get that attention from someone somewhere as long as you twist the narrative to fit your ‘I’ve been abused my friends all treat me horribly’ angle. And you know what? I’m sick of you. I’m sick of how you treat my friends, I’m sick of how you treat people in general. You make me sick and if you’re proud of that, that’s not a badge of honor or pride. That means that you are exactly like your father. 

You don’t get to be out here and be like ‘oh no! it was me who was hurt by these people!’ when you're the one harassing them with your nasty, miserable anon hate even though they’ve blocked you time and time again. 

Steven showed me the conversation where you exploded at him for saying he needed a moment, because apparently it’s fucked up to not be able to handle graphic depictions of an animal’s death, and somehow saying that he couldn’t handle that in that moment was a personal attack and he was betraying you by being an unsupportive friend? People have triggers, hunty, you aren’t god’s gift to this earth and you aren’t the only person to have those! HE tried to set his boundaries and what did you do? You shit all over them. You only care about boundaries if they’re your own and if anybody else has one they try to set with you they’re suddenly awful and someone to be tossed aside. 

And you know what else? You forcing Sam to deal with your maladjusted stalking all the time because you’re out here harassing him via tumblr dot com isn't cute. You’re entirely, creepily obsessed with him and irrationally upset that he stood up for himself and got tired of you treating him like your own personal emotional punching-bag. You are a pathetic, vengeful little person who has no life and nothing to do but troll the internet for victims and people you can trick into giving you sympathy until you inevitably wring them dry too and then you abandon them because they won’t give you what you want anymore.

Go fuck yourself. Get fucked, stay fucked. You complained to us and cried to us about Merc and Jasper and Robin and how they either wouldn’t stop bothering you for sexual RP or wouldn’t stop guilting you or pushing you in that direction, or how Robin wouldn’t stop trying to force you to say what she wanted you to say, and now you’re LITERALLY saying that about Steve and Sam? You are not. The fucking. Victim. Here. You are the orchestrator to an amazingly convoluted drama that rotates around you and you alone and I’m sick of this and I’m sick of you and I’m sick of having to hear about the lies you’re posting about my friends.

By the way? You aren’t 23. You are 27 by now! De-aging yourself to seem younger and more vulnerable only works when people don’t know you’re actually older - which, by the way, is SUPER creepy of you to do because it gets you closer to a younger demographic and endears you to them because oh! wow! You’re young and abused just like them! Do you know how fucked up it is to position yourself closer to younger, less experienced, vulnerable people like that? Do you know how fucked up it is to try and net those poor kids with your sob stories and how these ‘bad oldew peopow abewsed yew uwu’ even though that wasn’t the case? It puts you in a position of power and it gives you the reigns in any interactions you have with anybody younger than you and that is creepy and disgusting and you are creepy and disgusting for doing it, especially since your tumblr is filled with a mixture of sfw and 18+ content with zero 18+ follower requirement.

And you know what-- in the same vein, you use your being autistic as a sob story point to make it sound like one more way that you’ve been taken advantage of, but in reality you’re actually the one out here taking advantage of those around you and you’re being ableist while you do it? Wow. Wowiee wow wow.

You infantilize autistic people and say in the process that, in a blanket statement, ALL autistic people can’t fend for themselves or see anything coming at them from a mile away. On top of that, you shit on other autistic people’s special interests? Do you have any idea how many autistic people are out there with special interests focused around kid’s shows, or cartoons in general, or anime, or fandoms? No? Well, here’s a clue: there’s a lot of us (and yes, I am autistic, and yes, I do have special interests involving anime and fandoms, and no, I’m not a predator and I am DEFINITELY not the one out here creepily de-aging themselves to endear themselves to younger people like you are) with special interests ranging from anything from MLP to mushrooms to My Hero Academia (which is, for the record, one of Steve’s special interests, which you shit on him for, you ableist fuck) to Stephen King’s IT and you don’t get to say it’s predatory to have special interests in these areas!!!!!

You are not only perpetuating stereotypes about autistic people but you’re encouraging them because these stereotypes suit you and your current narrative! You’re using the same exact arguments that neurotypicals use! And you know what ELSE? Way to suggest that autistic people who have special interests that aren’t ‘adult’ are predators, too, you nasty little weasel. That’s the kind of narrative that gets autistic people killed!!! How selfish ARE you?

But wait, we really, really aren’t done here. I would really like to address your obsession with accusing people of being groomers and/or predators. 

YOU LITERALLY ROLEPLAYED EDDIE KASPBRACK. YOU ROLEPLAYED HIM AS AGE SIXTEEN AND YOU HAVE DONE SO IN A SEXUAL AND SEXUAL-ADJACENT MANNER. YOU SMUT ROLEPLAYED SEXUAL CONTENT ON A CHARACTER THAT WAS SIXTEEN. YOU ALSO ROLEPLAY AS SHERRY BIRKIN FROM RESIDENT EVIL. SHE IS TEN. YOU CAN’T SAY SHIT. YOU. CAN’T. SAY. SHIT. YOU WROTE SMUT AS UNDERAGE CHARACTERS WHILE USING REAL LIFE UNDERAGE FACECLAIMS AND NOW YOU’RE OUT HERE SAYING THAT SIMPLY WATCHING THESE SHOWS AND BEING INTO THESE FANDOMS IS PEDOPHILIC? I don’t think so. I really, really do not think so.

Saying stuff like ‘reblogging anime posts or gifs or art is child porn’ also belittles and undermines actual CSA/pedophilia victims which is one more tally on the list of fucked up shit you’ve done. Way to be one of those people out there who do their best to divert valuable time and resources that could be spent on actual CSA victims instead of fictional fucking people.

This is a two-way street. You rant about how this is a 13+ site and how adults are responsible for kids in their spaces WHEN THEY HAVE ALREADY GONE TO REASONABLE LENGTHS TO PREVENT MINORS FROM GETTING AT THEIR CONTENT, but you’re always going on about getting high and doing drugs and talking about onlyfans which is AN ADULT SUBSCRIPTION WEBSITE GEARED TOWARDS PEOPLE WHO MAKE PORN OR FETISH CONTENT. You have absolutely ZERO 18+ content warning or follower requirement on your blog! Which is made creepier by the fact that you’ve de-aged yourself by a whole four years, you’re making yourself out to be some kind of abused child who was manipulated by older people, and you’re trying to speak for children. It’s wack. 

For the record, being mentally ill is not an excuse for any of this at all whatsoever. If you hurt someone and you are mentally ill that is still on you. It is on you to learn to live with mental illness and not hurt those around you. When your shitty actions give someone else trauma, that is your fault, and it does have an effect on them, and it does hurt them. Fuck off with that 'no accountability' bullshit you're peddling. That's not how life works. Your actions have affected those around you and it takes a massive amount of willful ignorance to go around acting like you don't fucking know that already, especially considering that other people’s mental illnesses hurt you-- unless you were lying to us about that, too. 

Get some fucking help and get out of our collective DMs........ Or don’t and get high like you always do instead of accepting responsibility for your actions, Mr. 'I'm lucid enough to be able to blame my mental illness for my own behaviour when that bs wouldn't even hold up in court'. Whatever.

I’m done with your shit.

Here's some receipts. Kyle, whoever you are, I suggest you run the fuck away before they start doing to you what they've done to Steve and Sam. Good luck having a friend who non-jokingly says they wish you would die because that is extraordinarily fucked up. 

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Some tea about how you were fed up with the people treating you like shit instead of you being forced to ditch these people 

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[wenamedthedogkylo]

Tagged Yo

Name: Briana, but I go by Bree and sometimes Bryn

Gender: Genderfluid (65% female, 30% nonbinary/other, 5% male)

Star sign: Capricorn

Height: 5′ 8″

sexuality: Bisexual

What image do you have as wallpaper: A pic I took in FFXV of Ardyn which looks like he stole the camera and took a selfie. It’s my lockscreen and my wallpaper.

Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?: In like 2nd grade, cause all the boys in my year were trolls and I was sick of them. We don’t talk about it. Or 2nd grade in general, it was a bad year.

Where do you see yourself in 10 years: It’d be nice if I was settled in a successful acting/writing career, but the way things are going who knows.

If you could be anywhere else right now, where?: England. Preferably London. Unless we’re talking, like, LITERALLY anywhere, including places that don’t exist, cause then I’ll take Middle-earth or Eos.

What was your coolest Halloween costume: Uh... hm. Tough. I’m gonna go with my Phantom of the Opera Red Death costume sophomore year of college, because I made the mask myself. It was based on the movie version, obvs, and of course it was far from perfect, but it still turned out awesome and since it was also for a class, I got the highest grade on that mask-making project. So booyah. But in high school, I was Darth Vader, Eric Draven aka The Crow, Batman, and then I was gonna do The Joker (Dark Knight version) but I could only get the makeup and scars and not the suit, so my friend lent me a purple fairy costume and I was a Joker Fairy. I won a costume contest.

What’s your favorite 90s show: Uhhhhhh... I suddenly forgot literally all 90s shows. I didn’t really watch TV in the 90s, so... hang on lemme look some up. Okay uh... Dexter’s Lab, Powerpuff Girls, I really liked those. Um, Freaks & Geeks was pretty good? Oh, Friends is pretty classic. 

Who was your last kiss?: I literally have no idea, it’s been years lmao

Have you ever been stood up?: Not that I can think of, that sort of requires someone to ask you out, ya feel me?

Have you ever been to Las Vegas?: Once, my freshman year of college. My bff from high school’s mom paid for us to go see Avenged Sevenfold at the Hard Rock Café, only it was RIGHT before my very first finals. So obviously I said FUCK IT cause finals week was Thur-Wed, and I didn’t have any finals until Monday at 8:00 AM. So we flew out Friday morning, went to the concert Saturday night, and flew back Sunday. And then I went to my final hating the world but happy for the experience. Since I was still 17 at the time, we didn’t do any gambling or drinking but neither of us wanted to anyway so it was all good.

Favorite pair of shoes: Whichever one I’m wearing the most at any given time lmao

Favorite fruit: Probably mangoes, I really can’t resist them

Favorite book: The Hunchback of Notre Dame, followed closely by the Inferno from The Divine Comedy, Frankenstein, and Dracula.

Stupidest thing you’ve ever done: Only one thing? Jeez. Um. It’s either a) the time I stuck a prop necklace for a play I was doing in a floor socket, nearly electrocuted myself, destroyed the necklace the day before opening, and looked like a moron in front of my cast and crew, all because my brain literally went, “hey, this part of the necklace is flat! I bet it would fit in that slot on the socket!”; b) the time I tried networking at the place I was temping because I wanted them to offer me a permanent job, and ended up so drunk that I passed out on the MAX home, stumbled off a stop, fell over and puked on my boots, and had to be taken to the emergency room; or c) the time I was at a band trip up the river in high school and wanted to swim across the river with my friends, forgetting that I was a scrawny weakling until I was at the mercy of the current, nearly got run over by a jet boat, and was so tired by the time I crawled to the rocks on the other side that they were already ready to go back across, I had to rest, and then almost drowned trying to swim/float my way back over because I was so tired. Straw poll, what do you think was the stupidest?

Hogwarts House: Ravendor, it’s really a 50/50 split at this point

Hours of sleep: Who the hell knows anymore? Usually 6+, often 12 because ~my brain doesn’t work properly~.

Blankets you sleep with: Preferably like one or two sheets, a comforter, and maybe some soft throws on top of that, but I’m not picky anymore.

Favorite Bands: Panic! at the Disco and Fall Out Boy are probably the top right now, also Imagine Dragons and WALK THE MOON probably, and Golden Bough which I’ve listened to literally since I was born. And I guess you could count Vitamin String Quartet. I don’t really listen to music that required bands much...

Favorite Solo artists: I actually listen to more solo artists than bands, but still less than just classical and instrumental. Faves are probably Lady Gaga, David Bowie, The Living Tombstone, Kesha, Andrew Bird, Sia, and Syrano.

Song stuck in my head: O-FUCKING-KAY LET ME TELL YOU, so for the last like two weeks I’ve had three songs cycling through my head and I wanna die. Bitch Better Have My Money (okay, not bad, it’s a fuckin awesome song); Tunak Tunak (SWEAR TO GOD WHY, WHY DID IT COME BACK TO HAUNT ME); and to my utter horror The Living Tombstone’s “W* *r* N*mb*r *n*” remix (I WANT TO FUCKING DIE AND IT’S @chocokweehn‘S FAULT)

Last movie I watched: Alice in Wonderland (1951), I got nostalgic

Why did I create my blog: Someone on the ProBoards RP I was on posted a gif, and I was like 😱 what is this soRCERY? WITCHCRAFT?! And so I boogied over here and just started exploring. And I’ve been here ever since, just cause I liked the format and the reblogging and the Idk the community feel? And now I’m trapped like the rest of you lol.

What do I post: Basically anything I think is worth it. Humor, politics/activism stuff, art (mostly others, sometimes mine), fandom stuff, pretty things, Idk just whatever.

When did I create my blog: Like early 2011? I think February 2011, I’d have to check which I don’t know how to do

Do I have other blogs?: So fuckin many, mostly RP blogs, but the main other ones are @peredhelhathladring, which was my last URL that I wanted to save so I made it a Star Wars only blog (which is funny cause the URL is in Sindarin, a very not-Star Wars language), and @breerps which is my writing/RP/inspiration blog.

Do you get asks?: Now and then.

Following Blogs: 1,836, and honestly so many are probably inactive and I need to go cull them but who has the energy for that

Favorite colors: Dark red, dark purple, black, and gold

Lucky numbers: 7

Instruments: I played flute from 5th grade to I think sophomore or junior of high school, then switched to alto saxophone from then to freshman year of college. I still have my instruments, I just haven’t lived anywhere where I could play them without disturbing other people. I’ve dabbled with piano and guitar for a long time and I have a keyboard that I plunk at sometimes.

What am I wearing: Black t-shirt, black, gray, and pink fuzzy pj pants, and Star Wars socks

Dream job: Actor and writer

Dream trip: Paris, specifically to Notre Dame

Favorite food: Chocolate. Just, yeah... chocolate.

Nationality: American

Followers: 1,441, with blocking all porn blogs lmao

Reasons for your url: Because I’m Star Wars trash, and I was thinking about how Indiana Jones named himself after the dog and was like how funny would it be if Kylo Ren did that?

Tagging: @aceofaces20, @comepraisetheinfanta, @maiievshadowsong, @arcanerogues, @hey-hey-shutthefuckup, uh yeah just whoever wants to