#im a roleplayer

[kabutoden]

if aradia's death was just in-character for a long roleplay, what's the deal with tavros and terezi's disabilities? did vriska have anything to do with them?

She Did Do Those Things. vriska no!!!!!!

[thescienceofdeductionblogs]

This website is BORING.

Nothing is happening.

Why am I even here?

-SH

[comradeboyhalo]

(not maintagging this because it comes out more aggressive than it means to be. this is just an unserious rant.)

first of all, i do think qsmp as a whole has been kinder to cc!bad. the qsmp’s more dnd-like format is more inclusive in general, there’s net 0 creators who constantly swear at him, and the fandom does treat him better (the bar is low though). i’m more than grateful for that. 

that being said. i dislike how everyone acts like cc!bad was bullied into a corner on the dsmp. yes, a chunk of creators and fans only saw him as a “language” joke, thats an unfortunate fact. but i see a lot of people ignore the fact that cc!bad saw this, and in response created a whole fucking storyline that was designed to allow everyone to join in on it. 

bad, ant, and sam created the egg arc because they disliked the current political storylines and wanted to experiment with scifi-horror. this was after the badlands were formed, and after they realized that they were locked out of a lot of l’manberg conflicts. they didn’t sit around waiting for lore to be handed to them, they created it themselves. to act as though bad didn’t have the chance to create a complex character on the dsmp, or that every cc didnt take him seriously, is devaluing his work. the ccs involved in the egg arc did see c!bad as a threat. they respected his work, they participated in his lore. and there were a lot of them! you just maybe just didn't watch them.

if YOUR streamer only saw bad as a “language” joke, whatever. if YOUR side of the damp fandom never paid attention to egg lore, thats fine. but dont act like every cc did, or that the egg arc didn’t have a following. its true that it was very underrated, but cc!bad is also not this helpless baby who needs his hand held to create an engaging character. he saw he was the largest streamer among the egg arc ccs, and used that platform to bring everyone else up. he put in the fucking work, and it’s not his fault that people still refuse to acknowledge it.  

i see ex-dsmp fans praise the qsmp fandom for respecting bad, and then turn around and beg him to not reference egg lore. the same people who love karmaland, ordem paranormal, and 2b2t references are telling bad that he can’t reference his story, that he put work in. why? for dislike of streamers who weren’t even involved in it? you cant be happy bad is seen as his own person, then turn around and boil his dsmp work down to bigger streamers you dislike.

again, i don’t blame people for not watching the egg arc. i don’t think anyone should be forced to watch every storyline, or keep up with every cc. i don’t know. it’s just frustrating i guess? me and other egg arc fans were creating content, character analyses, and lore masterposts all to hype up c!bad and it’s not our fault yall ignored it and are just now seeing bad’s a good roleplayer! idk! i know everyone’s trying to be nice, i love everyone who’s new to bad’s content, i dont want to gatekeep at all. but your dsmp experiences are not universal. the way your streamers treated bad was not the way everyone treated bad. 

[wingherc]

｢𓆄｣"..."

"Scrambled eggs is fried chicken."

[zorlovinghue]

Novel/Manhwa Recommendations

..... which you might not know exist, already know and read but got no other creature to talk about it, in shambles cuz there's little exposure, know but haven't read yet, don't know and might be interested, and etcetera etcetera.

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Is It Bad That the Main Character's a Roleplayer

You see it right. From the cover and title alone, we know the MC is a chuunibyo with concerning level of emo. He is Demon Knight. Yes, that's what he called, I haven't read far so I'm not sure if the name will be revealed later on.

MC's characterization is, if you know Lee Hoyeol from [The Player Hides His Past], that's exactly him, except he had to do it himself, so the secondhand embarrassment is........ strong—

The setting and world building is great, the fighting scenes is clearly detailed and I especially love that every arc is elaborate. You can see the author put effort in their research and there's plenty of staggering inspiration on how close-combat scenes in specific background could be proceed–if you're an author looking for that exact thing, you can give it a shot and if you're a reader, this is magnificent and brilliantly done!

(The arc in the sea is quite long, there's pirate and stuff too if you're interested *ominous whisper*)

Poor guy wants to come back but have to be hero first. This give a new perspective on how transmigration story with MC who got normal (yes) background and family he cherished will become, the emotional tones is particularly deep for this one but the action did a wonderful job in balancing things out.

I was Mistaken as a Monstrous Genius Actor (adapted to manhwa)

You may be aware that I've been into this lately... And yeah I'm gonna babbling about this more.

MC's name is Kang Woojin. His parents still alive, he got a younger sister and three best buddies. All alive! Wow, no one's dead. This is not a transmigration, regression or reincarnation story either. I'm pleasantly surprised, which is ironic in and of itself.

He got a power that allowed him to enter the world of the script and live as the character he chooses to act on, both a blessing and a curse. Since most of them are dead in the end so he died multiple times too. His power gives proper carrot and whips, meaning although it was dizzying he was able to take a rest too, no fainting accident even if he's overworked to death.... So far! I'm nearing 300ish chapter and the novel had finished with 480 chapter, highly likely won't be any fainting accident.

What I love about this story is that the pacing is fast yet precise. Date, month, year... Name of the day and time, contrary to my initial fear of having this tedious, it's actually really helpful to have a fxcking crystal clear timeline! In Korean novel at that!

This is misunderstanding-based story, like the author directly and straight up telling the reader that

Is the main focus.

This story have more comedy, so although the story itself have emotional tones sometimes, it is less pronounced when it comes to the MC himself (the characters he acted on got better treatment bruh)– which can be either good or bad depending on your tastes, but if you prefer action more like me then this is actually a good thing. And, this is a novel where I can perfectly say that it utilizes sensory perceptions more than 'poetic' description, incredible for that!

Another thing, a sensitive one and I braced myself for this, is that the novel actually friendly. Vietnam, Japan, Hollywood... And French later on (i haven't reach that point yet). MC going abroad like he was taking casual stroll is everything. The 'passion' and 'competitive' spirit is the tamest and calmest I have ever found. You can clearly, clearly see the author did it as minimally as possible and overtime cleverly utilize the flow so the relationship between the countries is now welcoming, not just tolerated. The amount of scarcity for this is enough to warrant acknowledgement.

The Player Hides His Past (adapted to manhwa)

Lee Hoyeol here...! Been a while since I read the novel so I apologize in advance.

This is game-turn-reality story, you might already know from the title so I just want to say that one more time.

His character's name is Grandfell Claudi Arpheus Romeo, which he created on his early teens, another chuunibyo here. The story's world-building is great, the exploration of each arc is immersive and I love the emotional tones was clearly conveyed when it's due. It did a good job in adding depth and actually fleshed out the characters' existence excellently.

The fighting scenes, the strategies, and the executions are all great! It was amazing that even though the world building was quite complex it turned out brilliantly, so the dissonance is little to nothing and you can vividly portrayed the world of the characters.

Oh and, he is another MC with complete family. Goodness gracious, he's the youngest out of four siblings and have a niece too! It's the adorable part that I absolutely adore.

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[bidokja]

I thought you kin kdj?

anon i hope this is a joke cause if this is a genuine question it is the singlemost scathing read i have ever recieved in my life 👏 bravo

[iamautisticidiot]

Ugh okay so like, I did say I was done with ask blogs BUUUTTT I do still love roleplaying and I do miss rping with some of my wonderful followers.

I have two new rp blogs, @logan-howlettrp and @wade-wilsonrp that I just made. Yes I know it's my autism making me obsessed with the characters but I promise I'm not gonna abandon them.

Also that movie was awesome and I loved all the jokes in it.

[mediocre-eternity]

Ah, friends. Yet again it is the season where I get a good eight hours to do whatever I need to do. The time of year where, despite the pleasant warmth, my mortal connections suffer, my social gathering spots close before the sun sets and there are no more spur of the moment Target and Ikea trips. The time of year where kindred are mostly left up to our own creative devices… we mostly end up on balconies and visiting each other.

I was invited to a party.

Some weeks ago I was intensely drawn to meet someone in the Bowery. Initially I was annoyed, because I didn’t feel like driving nor taking the subway and these types of the things are not something I’d typically ignore. The house was quiet, though. Benji was somewhere in the city on his own; Daniel was with Jesse. I decided to jump the rooftops.

The Edge was where I was being called to, which is a place I sometimes frequent alone and I wondered if it was coincidence that this was the location they asked to meet.

When I arrived, a young man was waiting in my favorite spot. He was leaning his body weight against the glass, forehead pressed to look as fully out onto the city below as he could, a position I often found myself in. The internal spark that I had finally reached him sparked and he turned to smile brightly at me. He was young, possibly as young as my mortal age and he didn’t stand much taller. His hair was a deep brown and fell to his chin, his face round and cheery, his fangs awkwardly big for his mouth which was already impossibly crowded by awful teeth.

“Armand!” He beamed when I said nothing. He appeared to me as if we were long standing friends. Immediately he was digging into his lovely wool tailored jacket. I still hadn’t spoke. “Right? Armand? Right? This is for you!” With that a card was presented to me.

“You called out for me for nights just for a greeting?” I asked, finally taking the little paper envelope from him. The package was navy and in gold ink my name was nicely written. The young man was staring.

“Oh, no, no!” His voice was just as bright as his demeanor; very friendly and British. “That was only part of it. My name’s Marshall. Marigold told me I better find you… And she wanted you to have that.” He nodded at the envelope I had already opened. Armand & Daniel, Jessica Reeves and Benjamin Mahmoud…

Marigold, you don’t have to be so formal. I thought to myself.

“I want to live here for a while, in New York.” Marshall continued. “Marigold was the first vampire I met here. She said ‘well then you better find Armand.’ I figured you were the oldest vampire in the city or something.”

I saved reading the rest of the letter until I saw Daniel again. It was one of Marigold’s yearly solstice gathering invitations. Usually they show up in the mail around this time. Maybe she tasked Marshall… a hazing perhaps? Honestly, if he had come to me first I might have done something similar… but Marigold wasn’t the type. She had shoved the invitations into his hand as he stood in her foyer, probably relieved that she didn’t have to do it herself.

“There is a very small group of us elders in New York. You’re delivering the invites?” Marshall nodded, as I had expected. “There are about five of us here, but I am the oldest out of that group. The city, however, belongs to one much more ancient.” I gave him her name and Marshall repeated this name, in shock that he didn’t see her invite in the pile of envelopes he was now frantically shuffling through. I laughed. “No she won’t be in there. She is rarely in the city. She trusts my decisions, though. And truly, I would not speak for the kindred who have always lived here.”

The young one was again silent and still.

“…and who would that be?” He piped, feeling suddenly like his Big Apple dreams might be melting under his feet. “This is so complicated.”

“Maybe twenty more vampires.” I grinned wide which made him swallow. This was fun, I liked Marshall.

“Oh.”

I stepped closer to him. Marshall was young, true, but I had taken from him that he was a Victorian. Who was still telling these fledglings that rules ended in annihilation? I figured we all dropped that after Akasha… I mean, there was a vote on it anyway.

Akasha. He had never laid eyes on her, but the fear with that name permeated a portion of his mind. And the annihilation part was mostly my fault, but he didn’t know that.

Taking what I wanted from his brain, I relaxed. “Marshall, you may live where-ever you want. Don’t encroach on anyone’s territory or human stock and you’ll be welcome. Have you met John? Roxanna?” The names of my closest constituents in the city outside of my own coven other than Marigold.

“Oh Roxanna found me and John hasn’t answered my calling.” I couldn’t help but laugh. This is exactly how I met those two. I explained how John wouldn’t and where to find him. Just a little quip back for all of the trouble John causes me.

(This particular vampire likes to not be bothered until he decides to find others in his own time. Serves him right for always calling me “Kid.”)

…

(I like John. I am not upset.)

Marshall accompanied me to a higher vantage point where I could point out where to find suitable havens, reminding him that this wasn’t Great Britain and, comparatively, we live much more free lives here, a fact that Marshall was excited about. His maker practically forced him to New York for this reason.

I asked how his maker protected him from Akasha. Marshall did not like how bluntly I had asked.

“Buried me six feet under. Maybe more. He dug and dug and threw me in and dug me back up in a month. I was lucky.” Marshall looked down from the great height and I noticed his pierced ears glimmering as his hair whipped in the air. Unusual. He looked sincerely at me. “Was it really all Lestat’s fault?”

I spent the rest of my time introducing him to the other four elders before returning to Daniel.

[tomfrogisblue]

Can't wait for the millisecond Wilbur slightly hovers his mouse cursor over the QSMP Launcher, when Quackity will immediately send a single text to the egg admins groupchat that just says "NOW!!!"

(and then for QNPC02 to crack their knuckles and unleash the angstiest Tallulah monologue, with the kind of despair to make Revivebur proud)

[ettle]

CC hate is so bizarre to me. "There are hints if underlying beef between--" That's a guy playing Minecraft with his friends. If there is beef, I assume it's their personal business up to and until that beef becomes public. Call me when they do something actually bad.

[shadydelusionalvoid]

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Hi ladies, gays, and the possible straight men!

You can call me Star! ✨ Im 19 and from South Africa! I'm autistic, and my special interests revolve around the Batfamily and Supernatural, so expect a lot of chaotic posts, memes, rambles and maybe the occasional selfie here. This blog is basically a collection of my hyperfixations, random thoughts, and writer brain moments.

Speaking of writing—I'm a writer who dabbles in all the genres and a roleplayer who’s always down to create storylines. If you're ever looking for an RP partner or just someone to fangirl/boy with, my DMs are always open! I mainly RP on discord and would only rp with those who are 18+!

PSA!! I do not accept homo/transphobia, zionism, racists, MAPs, ped0s, n@zis or ot6 briize/armies on my blog!!

Stay comfy, stay chaotic, and welcome to my little corner of the internet!✨🧸

[spiderman616]

to be honest it feels disingenuous to call myself a fanfiction writer even if i technically am because all my uploaded ones have since been orphaned and never been completed

[achtm1zuta]

( @commanders-quarters )

The commander’s head let out a trilling beep, almost like an exclamation of delighted recognition. When he lifts his head and processes the circumstances before him more thoroughly, though, processors now whirring in contemplation, he realizes that this is, NOT in fact, his Acht. Sigh. That is alright.

Even so, Tartar cannot help but approach this situation with a similar level of familiarity towards them anyways, albeit with a more pronounced level of caution now.

With most folks that he spoke to, he’d lean over them like he wished to suffocate them with his imposing shadow. He’d look down upon them, figuratively and literally. With Acht, he remained exactly as he stood when speaking to them. Viewing them as equal even with their comparably shorter stature.

Considering it has no clue what this iteration of Acht’s Tartar has done, it’s… reluctant to engage the conversation. Could this be reopening wounds? If their Tartar had been exceptionally harsh to them, it… wouldn’t be surprised. He was never above being harsh.

“… Acht,” he finally spoke, vocals crackling as if they’d been painstakingly forced out. “I… pray there’s no hard feelings at play.”

"... No hard feelings?"

Acht repeated incredulously... When it clicked. They'd encountered an interation of Commander Tartar before, so perhaps... This was a different one.

After a moment of hesitation, they continued speaking.

"... Not towards you specifically, no... Or at least not this version of you, probably. Hell if I know how you telephones treat the other versions of me across here."

They crossed their arms as they nailed down the approach they're gonna take with this one.

Lets not be too hasty with the fury here...

[suddenrundown]

currently repeating "you are under no obligation to be good at the things you do for fun" to myself over and over

[q-morning-crew]

You know, I've been seeing a lot of posts about Wilbur coming back to the qsmp, and I'm conflicted.

Obviously, Wilbur coming back would be great in most aspects. It would be awesome to see him interacting with the lore, the new members and the new dynamics the server created.

The one problem I see with him coming back is, funny enough, also the main reason people want him to return so badly: tallulah.

Tallulah. His daughter. The reason Wilbur logged on more than twice and pretty much the only reason he is still semi present in the lore despite not having logged on for months.

On the surface, it seems like Wilbur returning would be great for tallulah, wouldn't it?

Wilbur has not logged on for months. Tallulah has been alive for over 100 days, and Wilbur has been there for 8 of them.*

Tallulah sees chayanne as her brother. She calls philza papa. She sleeps in the basement she and chayanne decorated every night, her bed next to his. She has her own projects with phil. She hangs out with him (or bad) practically every day.

Philza can recognize all of her mannerisms and quirks, he knows how to properly accommodate her, he can tell whenever her admin plays any character and whenever any other admin plays her.

If Wilbur came back, what would happen to all of that?

Would she return to her room in the tower? Would chayanne have to sleep alone in their Garden of Hope and Music? Would she have to start calling phil "abuelito" again, after getting used to calling him papa?

In addition, Wilbur doesn't know tallulah the way she is now. He doesn't know the island the way it is now.

One thing I've seen other people point out and still haunts me is: if Wilbur had returned for the election dinner, would he have recognised the fake tallulah as fake? It breaks my heart to say this, but... I don't think he would.

The only way I can see his return not completely disrupting tallulah's existing dynamics is if Wilbur moved in with phil and let her keep calling him papa. I doubt that would happen, but fingers crossed

*not counting appearance on other people's streams because I have no way to count that

[fyrets]

goatlings has been suffering blow after blow after blow this year huh