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Nickname: Kat Age: 24 Pronouns: She/Her RP experience: 6+ on various platforms. This is my first time rping on tumblr so please don’t mind my learning.

Rules

Everyone be nice and respectful! If you are respectful then I’ll be fine with you! General roleplay etiquette, common courtesy, common sense, and rules apply. Multi-ship, multi-verse, pretty much multi-everything. Crossover and OC friendly. Just give me something to know about your character and their world/canon if I don’t know it and OCs need to have an about page. Anyone is welcome to send in memes and random asks. Anyone is welcome to message me to plot or chat. I am sorta selective. If you seem nice, I know your character’s canon (or have something to go off of for it) and I enjoy your writing then I will likely write with you I am very laid back but do suffer from anxiety and depression so please bear with me when it comes to replies to threads, inbox messages/asks, IMs, ect. I will likely not use icons, at least to start. But I do not mind if you use them! Feel free to format your posts/replies how ever you want and I’ll roll with it. If I for whatever reason need you to change your formatting for my replies I’ll let you know. I enjoy angst and like to write it but I am pretty much up for anything! I also like cute moment and tender moments. A mix of these in a thread is the best! Hit me up if you want to plot. I will use tags cw: (warning) and or tw: (trigger) on all common triggers and needed warnings. If you need something tagged please let me know. Please know that there will be dark themes written here as well as possible NSFW. I don’t do well with mannequins, statures or androids without their skin. I also can’t do close ups of eyes, eye gore, sexual assault, or rape. Please tag these things. No NSFW/smut with anyone under 18. Minors will be blocked. Shipping: I ship based on how things feel between two muses. I’m always up to discuss ships so if you ship your muse with mine hit me up to see if we can start something! I’m pretty open.  Keep in mind that I see Hank and Connor as more of father and son than lovers. Feel free to turn meme answers into threads I will be slow to reply sometimes due to being in real life. I often work 11 or 12 hour shifts at work which leaves little time or energy for other things. This is just a fun hobby. Please do not pressure or guilt me for replies. But if it’s been a week or more please feel free to politely ask me about where your reply is! These rules can be changed at any time as needed. A post will be made to notify everyone of this if this happens

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positivity for muns with mental health difficulties : this is a shoutout of encouragement to all those muns with mental health difficulties! i know tumblr can be a mixed blessing and a curse when you struggle with this kind of thing, and i just want to remind you that you make this site a better place and you mean a lot to your friends on here. you are valid, worthwhile and absolutely amazing - keep pushing forwards and remember that you are loved <3

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OOC Notice

Hey guys and gals,

I know I just started this blog and it seems silly to do this, but life is a bitch for lack of better words. I have people I need to tend to, and that sucks a lot of energy and time. I'll be gone, hopefully just a few days, but yeah. I'm sorry.

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"Hank?" Connor asked as he came into the kitchen "I..I have a question...I need advice" he sounded troubled.

Hank stood up from petting Sumo. "Alright. What is it?"

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There was no sound from his room as Connor approached. The light was off. It was as if Hank had never entered the room in the first place. The give away that he did being the mass in the bed, arm dangling with the now empty bottle. A light snore can be heard, if Connor moved closer.

Connor didn’t need to watch his walk to know how much Hank had drunk. He knew the man had already gotten into a lot. He watched the man make his way to his room, deciding to leave the man alone for now. Besides he just had the one bottle that was in his hand so he wouldn’t be doing any more drinking from his room.

Connor picked up the empty bottles from the coffee table and cleaned up the rest of the house. From there, Connor made his way to the kitchen to make up food for Hank. He doubted the man would want to eat anytime soon but it would be good for later. It was about an hour later that Connor was at Hank’s bedroom door with a cup of coffee.

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Hank's anger died a bit as he saw Connor overcome with fear. He gently put the gun down on the table, and took a step towards his partner. "Connor. What's going on?" He looked concerned, never seeing such a reaction out of the android.

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There was something rather mechanical in Connor’s movements as he opened the bottle of whiskey and promptly poured it down the sink. It wasn’t the first he’d dumped out - as evident by the box of empty bottles sitting on the floor beside him - nor would it be the last judging by the un-opened bottles still sitting on the counter. It certainly looked as if this wasn’t just a spur of the moment decision he’d made after waking from a horrible nightmare, but that’s exactly what it was. 

Nightmares weren’t uncommon for Connor since he’d become a deviant, but one like what had woken him was the first of its kind and he prayed it’d be the last. The scariest part was while his nightmares usually showed impossible situations or were based upon memories of the past, this nightmare could very well become a reality. In fact, some days it almost had. 

He couldn’t bare the thought of it though, of losing one of the few people he called family. Of losing the one he looked up to as a mentor… no, not a mentor, a father-figure. 

So here he was, LED cycling a rapid yellow as he did the one thing he could think of that would greatly decrease the possibility of that nightmare become a reality. He didn’t even notice the approaching footsteps as he opened and dumped yet another bottle. 

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To the mun, why did you choose to write for Hank?

My best friend tends to drag me into fandoms with her, so she's not alone. And as we were watching DBH, there was a lot of things Hank said that we both said we could see me saying, or have said. I think I resonated well with Hank, and I'd like to show and improve that. Expand my abilities.

That, and I just really love characters that curse just as much as me.

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Hank had awoken from his sleep to the sound of glass clinking and movement in his kitchen. He figured it might have been Connor, but to be safe, he had grabbed his gun from the nightstand and slowly made his way to investigate.

Walking into the kitchen, Hank was not surprised to see Connor. What was surprising was what the android was doing... dumping out his precious alcohol. His eyebrows knitted together, frown on his face. "What the hell are you doing?" Any attempt to be steathy was ruined as he marched into the room, looking at Connor for answers.

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There was something rather mechanical in Connor’s movements as he opened the bottle of whiskey and promptly poured it down the sink. It wasn’t the first he’d dumped out - as evident by the box of empty bottles sitting on the floor beside him - nor would it be the last judging by the un-opened bottles still sitting on the counter. It certainly looked as if this wasn’t just a spur of the moment decision he’d made after waking from a horrible nightmare, but that’s exactly what it was. 

Nightmares weren’t uncommon for Connor since he’d become a deviant, but one like what had woken him was the first of its kind and he prayed it’d be the last. The scariest part was while his nightmares usually showed impossible situations or were based upon memories of the past, this nightmare could very well become a reality. In fact, some days it almost had. 

He couldn’t bare the thought of it though, of losing one of the few people he called family. Of losing the one he looked up to as a mentor… no, not a mentor, a father-figure. 

So here he was, LED cycling a rapid yellow as he did the one thing he could think of that would greatly decrease the possibility of that nightmare become a reality. He didn’t even notice the approaching footsteps as he opened and dumped yet another bottle. 

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// Sending random love to the mun. Everyone needs random love! You are great, a lovely person that I love! Have a good day!

Aww. Thank you so much!

This is probably months old by now, but I still feel special.

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Hello there! I made a new Connor blog (discrepcntia) and I´m looking for some more canon characters to rp with. Please let me know, if you would be interested in writing something with me. Thanks! <3

I would be interested! I'm still very new at this Tumblr rp thing, so please bear with me. But, I love rping with new people, seeing different styles and everything!

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"Why are emotions so...difficult sometimes?"

Hank shrugs. "Fuck if I know, kid." He sits down on his couch. "They just are."

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Sumo drops a droll covered tennis ball at Hank's feet and looks up at him. "Woof?!"

Hank picks it up, not noticing the drool at first. It doesn't take him long to figure it out though. "Goddamnit, Sumo." He grumbles as he shakes his now drool coates hand. "I don't need your slober over me." He sighs and looks at the dog. "Alright, one throw." He leans down and gives Sumo a scratch on the head before lightly tossing it down the hall.

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A smaller sized android approached Hank. He looks a lot like Connor but as a seven year old child. "My name is Connor. I'm the android sent by CyberLife" This child sized Connor sounds like a seven year old too! What is this? ((Hi Alley here on my other Connor! This one is a child unit!))

Hank blinks and looks at the small android. "What the fuck?" Hank is not prepared to be a father...again.

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Hello! I am sending this from my main blog but I have the side blog deviant-hunter-no-longer for Connor (as well as a few other DBH rp blogs) and I was wondering if perhaps you'd be willing to rp with me?

Hello! I would love to! I'm more or less just starting out, but I love sharing my work. I'd love to rp with your Connor and anyone else you want to bring.

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Here comes your good boy. Sumo comes slowly but happily up to Hank He has a tennis ball in his mouth. He drops the ball at Hank's feet and looks up expectantly.

Hank looks at the tennis ball and chuckles slightly. "Alright, Sumo. I'll humor you." Hank stands up with a grunt, scooping the ball up with him. "Let's go." He motions for the dog to follow him as he starts to move outside.

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Hank gave a deep sigh and stood up. "Sure. Sure." He grabbed the bottle and moved to take a drink, but stopped before the bottle touched his lips. He moved across the room, steps laboured as he tried not to show how much he had drunk. "Leave me alone, will ya?" He shook his head and attempted to make his way to his room.

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Hank grabbed a half empty bottle and took a nice long drink from it. He placed it down hard on the table. “Well, you gonna answer or what?” He eyeballed the android. His eyes were blood shot and puffy. Grimance on his face.

Connor turned to look at the man. He finally gave his answer: “I..I just wanted to make sure you were okay…I know today is…” he knew what today was, and how hard it was…”I’m here for you is all…”

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Hank grabbed a half empty bottle and took a nice long drink from it. He placed it down hard on the table. "Well, you gonna answer or what?" He eyeballed the android. His eyes were blood shot and puffy. Grimance on his face.

Connor was expecting Hank wouldn’t be in the best moods today, and he figured the man would be drinking as well. Given the date…the anniversary of Cole’s passing…but Connor hadn’t calculated that the man would be awake at this hour let alone already a few bottles down in the time it took Connor to walk Sumo.

Connor would make sure the man didn’t endanger himself in his drinking today. He’d also make sure he was there for the man. Help him through this day anyway he could. He didn’t answer the man’s question. Sifting quietly, moving closer to the man he’s come to see as a father figure. Hopefully, his presence would help, but he would fall back if the man wanted to be alone.