#silco rp

[silcoask-blog]

I figured it would be best my people had a method of communicating with me, and so i’ve decided to use this website the young people of Zaun seem so fond of.

I am welcome to any queries although i ask you keep it appropriate for any young people that may be on this website.

hii! i’m the face behind this Silco blog :) my name is Francis ^^

i’m recently getting back into roleplaying so please forgive me being awkward and cringy

you heard mr. Silco, no NSFW please! it makes people uncomfy and i am a minor!!

i am open to any arcane roleplayers! i am usually a quick responder but i am also plural and not everyone will wanna do this, so please don’t be upset if i am taking a while to respond!

i will try to befriend you if you’re a frequent appearance here, be warned!

also i am TERRIBLE at doing endings so if i am dragging a roleplay on, feel free to shut me up!

[littlegeniuspowpow]

INTRO

Hey! Its Powder! Im here now! Yes im allowed to be here! Dont ask any questions and dont be a snitch either! Dont you know snitches get stitches? -Pow

Hey hey! Nice to see ya! Welcome to the blog! This is an rp blog based soley based on Powder! I WANTED to make it based on the little hc where Powder was taken in by Viktor and Jayce after everything but i decided i didnt want my blog based only on that! So its just a Powder blog with no TOTAL specifics in mind! Ill throw out some rp starts probably! Feel free ro send asks or whatever, whenever! -ooc

Things to note/Rules

The creator behind this blog is an adult

Powder is 10 here, dont be weird, even if the creator behind this blog is an adult. You WILL be blocked if youre weird.

Platonic relationships only. As i said Powder is 10.

Dont take this too seriously, this is meant to be silly. This is an rp blog after all.

Be aware that this blog will contain heavy themes. I may not be good at it but i am not going to dampen Powder's trauma or personality because it makes others uncomfortable. If youre not comfortable please let me know so I'll stop interacting.

Please be kind. I dont feel like i should HAVE to say it, but im going to say it anyways.

Ocs are welcome here. If theres a specific relationship to Powder you'd like me to be aware of please let me know so I can play accordingly.

Fair warning. Powder will probably seem ooc. I was hesitant about making this blog in the first place due to worrying over if i could do her character right. Id hate to do her injustice. But yk rp is for fun anyways so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Do not interact

Homophobes/transphobes/racists/bigots jn general. I dont tolerate that on my blog. Get off my blog if youre gonna pull that

Pedophiles. Get out. Youre gross.

People who ship Jinx and Vi, Silco and Jinx, Vander and Jinx, Claggor and Jinx, or Mylo and Jinx. Get out. Thats disgusting.

People who cant handle meljayvik, melvik, meljayce, or jayvik. Or you just hate mel in general. Yall are whiney. Get out please.

Honestly im probably forgetting alot more on the DNI list. But its almost 4 am, im tired and Markiplier is distracting me. I honestly dont think i care rn. I should probably go to bed but i font think i will. I cant think of anything else to add rn so imma end it here and probably add to it as i think of things. -Ooc

[baseviolencenecessaryforchang3]

So... What pickup line did Sevika use on you?

-🐈‍⬛

🐈‍⬛, If you must know,

"Hey there, baby, what's a good-looking girl like doing in a place like this? I know a real good spot further down."

Jinx repeats it routinely whenever their around Sevika, and it's wonderful entertainment.

[dont-cry-youre-perfect]

IT WONT LET ME SAY BALLS

I feel uncomfortable.

[jinxsmadness]

There's something wrong with me.

I don’t know when it began, or if it was always there, hiding in some shadowed corner of my soul, waiting for me to finally acknowledge it. It’s a feeling I’ve had for as long as I can remember—like a specter trailing behind me, whispering that I’m broken in a way I can never quite explain. I remember everything, all the fragments of a life slipping relentlessly into chaos, into emptiness. I’ve ruined every meaningful moment, every chance that was ever given to me. It’s as if I were cursed, as if sadness was an intrinsic part of who I am. "You’re a jinx" Vi once told me, and those words have echoed in my mind ever since, a truth as cold as ice.

The day Vi left me, I waited like an animal and time lost all meaning. Maybe someone would come for me—Vander, Claggor, Mylo, someone, anyone—but no. No one came. Minutes stretched into eternity, each one a silent testament to the fact that indifference had become the defining truth of my life. Vander was gone. Claggor too. Mylo… all of them, lost to. But the worst part, the thing that shattered me, was that Vi was still alive, yet no longer loved me, no longer needed me. And that, that was far worse than any death. Death has finality, a clear-cut end. But indifference… indifference is the quiet erasure of everything you were to someone.

Vi left me, and while she’s not dead, her departure was a burial far more painful than any physical death. The memories of what once was between us are the ghosts that haunt me now. They are the scars that will never fade.

From the first breath I take each morning, my memories engulf me like a heavy fog, pulling me into the darkness of who I once was and who I will never become. It’s a weight, a suffocating pressure on my chest that drags me, somehow there are moments, rare and fleeting, when it seems to lift. For the briefest of seconds, I feel a semblance of peace. And those moments are all I have left.

But it never ends, I know the clarity is temporary and the worst part? No matter how hard I try, I can never escape the end of it. The memory of that night—the night that everything changed—has been etched into me like a scar that will never heal, like a burn that refuses to fade. It is the echo of my failure, the suffocated scream of a broken soul. It never leaves.

That night, when I saw the cold, determined look in Silco’s eyes, when I saw the glint of the knife in his hand, something inside me broke. It felt as though the very core of who I was was collapsing, fragmenting beyond repair. And in that moment, that instinct, I threw myself at him—without thinking, without hesitation��clinging to him with a desperation so raw, so frantic, that I didn’t care if it was the end. I knew then, in the deepest part of my being, that if I could be something to him, if I could make him see me, even for just a moment, I might cease to be nothing. If I could show him how much I cared, how desperately I needed him, maybe he wouldn’t go through with it. Maybe he wouldn’t seal my fate, condemning me to be a shadow, to be invisible forever. Maybe I could find a flicker of light in the dark void that consumed me.

But even as that hope flickered, I knew the truth. If he rejected me—if he turned his back on me, ignored me—it would be the end. Not just for him, but for me. Because in that rejection, I would be nothing. I would be no one. And no one would see me again.

I don’t know why he stay, or how. Sometimes I wonder if he truly love me, or if they merely tolerate me. If there’s more to their gaze than pity. But even if it’s just a glimmer of compassion, I want it. I want it with a desperation that frightens me, a need so consuming that it devours me little by little. I’ve lost so much already, each thing slipping through my fingers like water.

I want to make him happy so he never leave me, so I’m never reduced to another ghost, another absence lingering in the dark corners of losts memories. The fear of being left behind eats me alive. The idea of being alone again—no one to look at me with tenderness, no one to see me without trembling at the storm I am—that thought terrifies me.

I wonder if there will ever be anything beyond this agony. Will I ever be free from the monster that gnaws at me from the inside? At the end of the day it's all my fault.

[silcohateslife]

(This is again about my Vander/Silco fanchild lol, I call her Little Missy)

Missy walks into Silcos's office, holding a cup and plate

"Hey dad, heard everyone's givin' ya a hard time about ya old umm,,,, "situationship" so I brought ya some sweet milk and banana bread. 'Vika said it'll calm ya nerves"

She places the food on Silco's desk in front of him and smiles

*he takes the cup of milk and the banana bread and places them onto of some unimportant papers.*

Thank you dear, but umm who are those people that have been telling you about my “situation”?

-Silco

[zaunseye]

"There's a monster inside all of us... You see, power, real power, doesn't come to those who were born strongest or fastest, or smartest. No. It comes to those who will do anything to achieve it..."

ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ʙʟᴏɢ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱɪʟᴄᴏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɴᴇᴛꜰʟɪx'ꜱ ᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ

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follows from @zigg--muses.

[azaleath3cursewhisperer]

I 🤚 THINK 🧠 I FELL 🧎 INTO ANOTHER UNIVERSE 🌎 BECAUSE I ✋ JUST MET A LITTLE 🤏 GIRL 👧🏻 WITH BLUE 🔵 HAIR AND ONE ☝ BRAID WHO SAID 🗣 HER NAME WAS POWDER! EXCEPT SHE LOOKED 👁 AND SOUNDED 👂AND ACTED 🎭 ALOT LIKE JINX! DOES JINX HAVE A SECRET 🤫 TWIN 👧👧 OR SOMETHING?!

[silco-au]

What is your favourite thing to do with Vander?

Ah, a difficult choice to make.

I enjoy doing many things in his company, walking in the city, dancing, showing him off… But I must admit, coming home after a long day to simply live our evening routine is something I cherish dearly.

_ Silco.

[that-is-why-we-fight]

Whispers

“There’s another show in half an hour,” Sevika informed him, and at a terse nod of his head, she exited her boss’s office.

Nothing happened in Zaun without its watchful Eye being aware of it. Silco found a way to turn nearly every situation to his advantage, and he’d been hearing rumors for nearly a number of weeks that bothered him. Oh, there was no trouble. He had Zaun’s problems well in hand, but this situation was entirely irksome.

He was the Eye of Zaun. He knew everyone in his little kingdom without exception. From Chem Barons to the lowliest street peasants, Silco had files on them all. He was well-organized and detail-oriented. And yet...

This so-called ‘Siren of Zaun’ was a complete mystery to him. All he had been able to find out was that her moniker was a stage name - a fact which was already painfully obvious to a man of his wit. She sang at Vespers - a bar in direct competition with The Last Drop - and from the Drop’s business numbers, she was also drawing away all his customers.

An ingenious business scheme, he had to admit. Either this Siren knew he didn’t have any singers that could generate the buzz that she had - a situation he would be forced to deal with in harsher measures than words - or she was simply talented - in which case, Silco wanted to bring her to the Drop.

But before he could put either plan into action, he needed to see this singer for himself. Standing abruptly, Silco straightened his vest and fetched his overcoat with the large lapels. He intended to make an impression tonight one way or the other. Sweeping out the door with a swish of fabric, the Eye of Zaun went to watch the Siren who’d stolen his bar’s business.

@the-siren-of-zaun​

[f1shbonez]

I now have an Interest Tracker for the folks who want a quick and easy way to log their interest in writing with me ✨️

[hxlplessheart]

I’ve gone from being a Viktor fan to also being a Silco fan oh no. If anyone is up to rp a cc x oc thread and is willing to rp as Viktor or Silco please let me know!

[baseviolencenecessaryforchang3]

what do you think about ekko? I think your daughter likes him a lot 🫢🫢

Jinx has been talking about him more recently, though I'm not entirely sure why.

From what I've seen, he seems to be very active in helping Zaun and other outsiders, which I can support.

That would seem likely.

[dont-cry-youre-perfect]

Dildo- I mean Silco, I need your advice.

Should I wear red or black shoes?

I hate you all. Go with the red, it'll make an impression.

[baseviolencenecessaryforchang3]

I beg your finest pardon?

thinking "haha what if i jokingly shipped them" is your last chance to get out btw

[silcohateslife]

*Considers Silco's words for a long moment & is willing to accept terms*

*Clambers onto Silco's shoulder and perched upon said shoulder with an expectant look of "Well, are we going?"* **Continues to Purr**

(If Silco plans on having Sevika take Fey (as is written on the dark red cat collar) to Jinx, she WILL dig claws into the outer leather vest Silco wears with a pointed look that says "No, I want You to take me. This is NON-NEGOTIABLE" with a displeased rumble as any Proper Cat would rightfully do & ABSOLUTELY DOES NOT CARE IF YOU WERE DOING SOMETHING ELSE BEFOREHAND (aka- Being a workaholic with paperwork & not taking care of oneself))😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾😾

I have a feelings if i let Jinx near you it won’t end well. You can’t be in my shoulder either you know. I’ll get you a proper spot someone. It can even by in my office is you so please .

*Silco tries to pull Fey off him but her claws are attached to his shoulder. He gives up and sighs as he looks at Fey*

You really want to stay here?