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developed a real fondness lately for characters who experience a horrific act of violence and come out the other side saying "ah. I don't think I get to be me anymore. they took out the part that was me, killed it, and put something else back in its place, and now I'm whoever the hell that is." love it when someone becomes a corpse and replaces themself <3
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my favorite romance trope is like. you dont want to hurt me but i am asking you to hurt me. i need you to stab me. i need you to hit me. i need you to carve this out of me. i need you to cut something off of me. this will hurt both of us in incredible ways. yours are the only hands i trust enough to weild this knife. you do not want to hurt me. i am asking you to hurt me.
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Tumblr, the app that you are. AO3 is a lucky bastard.
#Ace Mitchells#Hunters Hoard#in order:#DeerTeeth#Route: Guard Dog#route: bounty hunter#original character
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chosen one not as in the one the prophecy foretold but as in lamb to the slaughter. as in the only person both brave and foolish enough to do it. chosen one as in sculpted, molded to be the perfect sacrifice to something expertly, divinely crafted to annihilate you wholly and surely. chosen one as in taken away. chosen one as in death sentence. chosen one as in goodbye
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i'm like if someone who was incredibly clingy and obsessive was also incredibly avoidant and elusive
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dick from a girl thats trying to chew through her muzzle to get at your neck
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ideal living situation is what i call the 'sitcom special' : having all your closest friends live in the same apartment building or neighborhood where you each have your own space but can wander in and out of eachothers homes at will, seemingly always welcome and never at bad times. and also all of you only have jobs when its important to the plot.
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i love you. i cant tell you. the sun on your face will do it for me.
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Ace is the main character of a "Choose Your Own Adventure" type story I'm working on! This blog is something of a writing exercise, allowing me to develop her voice and dynamics before I start drafting all of their different branching stories. Because he does have so many different routes and endings, the version of her here will be a mismatch of my favorite plots and traits; Although I will list the basics of some currently planned routes if there's a specific version that interests you.
A commonality in every route are their abilities. Ace is a shape-shifter, capable of taking on the traits or form of any animal she wants. It typically defaults to a horrific amalgamation of several when he's hunting. Mostly, they hunt humans. Her cannibalistic tendencies are very relevant to all variations of her story and will be alluded to often and shown graphically.
Another through line is his backstory; All of Ace's stories start from the same point before branching out. Her story contains: Religious trauma/themes, misogyny, manipulation/gaslighting, forced/arranged marriage, fear of SA/forced pregnancy (doesn't happen), forced diet/disordered eating, homelessness, body horror, gore, self-harm (mostly accidental), and the general horrors of girlhood. The routes will have their own content warnings, I'll tag accordingly.
This is a horror oc for a horror story, most notably the Slenderverse/EverymanHYBRID. If you're familiar with the series, you'll know what to expect coming in. HABIT is it's own content warning, although the nature of the story and Ace's character means he's not as unhinged as he could be. Most of the time. Unless you choose the Guard Dog route. I'm open to other creepypastas/horror media as well! A lot of inspiration was taken from the likes of Silent Hill 3, Jennifer's Body, Carrie, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Valerie's Week of Wonders, ect.
The role various Slenderverse characters play is admittedly not very big, the story is Ace's and she has her own supporting cast in each route, so most rp interactions will be outside of canon unless I state otherwise. For this reason, the story itself will have its own tags so it can be easily avoided if you're only interested in roleplay.
Navigation:

Tagging:
#Hunters Hoard is for reblogs
#Ace Answers are for asks
#Caught in the snare is for open-starters
#Snarls and Stories are for long form rps.
#Tooth And Nail - All things story related
#Creator Questions - Questions for me! Could be about rp or the story. //Text like this is out of character//
#Plotting the path - Creator rambles about characters, the story, ect.
#Prowling Polls - Reader interaction! Tooth and Nail is a Choose Your Own Adventure, I anticipate it will mostly be my friends and a few mutuals, but anyone is welcome to vote for where the story goes. All paths will be explored eventually, but the winner of the polls will be done first before I backtrack.
Ships:
WildEyes - Ace and my other oc Zeke (@hereticsoracle), they're childhood friends and roommates who occasionally make out. As friends.
Crosshare - Habit and Ace, I use the term "ship" in the loosest sense of the word. My canon places them as staunch frenemies with erotic undertones. But if a Habit wants to make things more explicitly romantic (or explicit in general), I'm fine with that!
Acevan - Ace/Evan Myers, the only explicitly romantic ship canon to Ace's story. Kind of. Within the story it's pretty one-sided (at first from Evan's side, then from Ace's), but any dynamic can work in an rp.
AceSteph - Ace/Stephanie (Damsel). Dubiously canon as I'm not sure how prevalent Steph will be in the vsrious routes but there is something very yuriful going on here. Steph protection squad stand up 🫶
Acevin - Ace and Vineyard Everyman himself. Usually, but not always in conjuction with Crosshare/Acevan. They have an established relationship in the Guard Dog Route, but I can see them having fun dynamics with her other characterizations too.
DeerTeeth - Ace and Imogen, an oc character prevalent in a few different routes. She may or may not get a blog in the future. If she does, I'll tag it here.
Creepcule - the canon but flexible poly relationship between Ace and their roommates/coworkers/best friends in the Creepsearchers route. Characters: Spencer Mason, Dorothy "Dot" Parker, Zoey Moore, Ezekiel Aias
I'm open to any ship or relationship dynamic, though! Be that with canon characters or other oc's. Ace is generally nonmonagamous and leans towards t4t relationships, but they're down for anything.
Note: Suggestive asks and roleplays are fine, but ask before initiating explicit NSFW. Preferably moots only.
Non-romatic relationships:
Family Business refers to the Mitchells family and their various dynamics. Canon for basically all routes and characterizations. Associated tags: Daddy Dearest, Mother May I?, Addie & Phe, Coyote & Fox, Trouble Twins, Major & Minor, Ship & Anchor
The Pack denotes anything regarding the characters involved in the Bounty Hunter route. Associated tags: Pack Dynamics, Ace & Jules, Ace & Silas, Silas & Jules
Clocking In is for The Butchery route. Associated tags: Butchery Banter, Mutt & Roadkill, Mutt & Nikki, Mutt & Bo
Rowdy Roomates involves the characters and dynamics from the Guard Dog Route. Characters: Evan Myers, Vinny Everyman, Jeff Koval, Jessa, Steph/Damsel (possibly)
Creator's Crypt:
About me! You can call me Jack, my pronouns are he/him. I'm over 18 and I'd prefer any readers/rp partners to be aswell. Shit gets explicit here; Graphic gore, suggestive content, and a variety of heavy topics. I'm not a babysitter. I'm also not a therapist, if you want to vent about your trauma, this isn't the place to do it. I'm not competent enough to comfort you, and I'm not licensed to give advice.
Boundaries: Warn me before you spring graphic assault or animal harm on me, be respectful to me and each other. If you have constructive criticism, suggestions, ect. Go ahead and tell me! This is the first project like this I've undertaken.
I've been rping for years, although tumblrs format is new and mildly off-putting. Lit-novella, I talk a lot, and I love getting a little poetic about it.
I'm autistic, which means that while I do my best, I'm not great with social cues. So if I do or say something that upsets you, tell me, because I never mean to.
On that note: My characters aren't me. The things they do and say aren't a reflection of my own beliefs, nor do I condone the things they do.
And as far as Tooth and Nail goes, Habit is a warning you should be prepared for. He sucks, he's the worst, he's cartoonish levels of evil, he's Humanity's Bad Habit. There's nothing I can do about him. Trust me, my story "softens" him as much as it can while staying in character (alludes to the earliest points of his existence when he was, for the briefest of moments, not the very worst he could be).
Speaking of in character, my memory is shit and I'm in the middle of my rewatch, so there may be points where I forget details. Just remind me.
Tooth and Nail:
Routes, characterization, supporting cast, and content warnings! Not all routes/branches are present here to avoid spoilers. Supporting cast will probably be mentioned but won't necessarily be characters that speak in the rp unless it's plot important. If you don't care about specific characterization, this isn't important, and you don't have to read all the...everything. Note: Trigger warnings are just parts of the route that may be alluded to or implied by Ace's thoughts or actions, not necessarily things that WILL happen graphically in an rp. Characterization of canon emh characters also aren't mandatory or expected, just a jumping off point if you choose to care about it.
The Butchery:

After narrowly escaping an arranged marriage, Ace finds herself in an idealic little coastal town and for the first time in her life - completely alone. Cape Harbor is beautiful, all pale beaches and the clearest water she's ever seen. Native flora and fauna roam freely here, unconcerned by humans. But even they make themselves scarce at sunset, and there's a strict 9 pm curfew she finds a little ridiculous. She discovers quickly that there are cracks in this facade. Things that dwell in the shadows, a whole town of people with lives a little too streamlined and routine to be natural. And all the strangeness seems to be centered around the Butchery. When a fierce and unnatural hunger begins plaguing her, she finds herself inexplicably drawn to the place. Bo's Butchery has a secret, one that harkens back to all the missing persons posters plastered across their doors. Although she quickly realizes what's going on, she's too hungry, too addicted, to care. And when they find her, instead of ending up on the chopping block, they take her in.
Beauregard "Bo" Addler, Derek "Roadkill" Pitcher, Nicolette "Nikki" Auclair - A found family of cannibals (Or in Nikki's case, blood drinker) who run the local butcher shop in Cape Harbor. They prioritize keeping the streets clean and the community fed. No one questions where their meat comes from. No one goes poking around after the presumed dead. And their lovely little beach town stays quiet, clean, and peaceful. They're all a little mixed on what to do with the stray rattling around in their dumpster every night. Roadkill shrugs, throws away eyeballs and whole fingers with a "It'll scare her away or it won't" mentality, and he's admittedly delighted when it doesn't. Nikki is prone to watching the stray, following it home to it's sad excuse for shelter, keeping away any of the bigger, meaner monsters that might try to take a bite. Bo is suspicious at first, then grateful, and by the time he's made up his mind to invite her in for a proper dinner, he settles on fascinated. None of them have quite seen anything like her, and she's not exactly inclined to talk about her past.
This version of Ace - affectionately declared Mutt by Roadkill - is antisocial, paranoid, and fidgety. No matter how much she eats, she never finds herself satisfied. The only time she feels in control of herself is when she's working, honing her craft, carving meat with the reverent focus of a new religion. Eventually, even that will not be enough to keep it together for long, Mutt will begin losing memories and time, lashing out violently and overeating until it's sick. Bo and the staff keep it, of course, once family always family, but it will spend most of its days muzzled, tied to the radiator in the basement. Unless she can find a way to stem its hunger, that is.
Warnings: addiction, LOTS of meat, graphic and gross descriptions, tapeworms, dehumanization, loss of identity, starvation, LOTS AND LOTS OF DESCRIPTIONS OF EATING, implied/referenced DIY surgery, self cannibalism (either thinking about it, references to it, or acting on it depending on the storyline)
Bounty Hunter:

With few other choices, Ace fends for herself for a while. Moving from place to place, never staying long. She does odd jobs for a while to keep herself afloat, some of them more dubious than others. The changes start slowly after a greasy diner cheeseburger - Apparently that "family curse" wasn't just a thing mom made up to scare her skinny. She almost doesn't realize until she bites clean through her bottom lip by accident after a grueling day of insatiable cravings. She feeds them for the first time mostly on accident when someone a little too drunk and a little too stupid corners her in an alleyway - she bites down on instinct, and when she comes to there's nothing left of him but bones. And someone has taken notice of her.
Silas, an older guy with a million fake ID'S and a penchant for howling at full moons, catches her scent first. Wherever he is, the eternally 19 Jules No-Last-Name-That-Matters will follow. Monster hunters - in that they're monsters who hunt things. Humans, animals, and yeah, sometimes other monsters. They just meant to scope out the competition, but they can hardly leave a lost pup to wander. They're a neutral party in the grand scheme of things, working for the highest bidder and perfectly willing to work against you if someone else pays them better. They often interact with various supernatural factions, caught between the power struggles of monsters. They're loyal to no one, a liability that might keep them from getting work if they weren't some of the best in the business.
Ace - Bait, as she's sardonically taken to calling herself, is impulsive, quick tempered, and far too cocky. But with a control of its form and appetite that some monsters would kill for. They saunter around dark street corners and grimey alleys donning his old Catholic school uniform waiting for something to pop out of the shadows so she can show them what a real predator looks like. His strength is anything but for show. They'll do most anything for 20 dollars and a cherry coke, and she's certainly the most brutal of her packmates.
Warnings: Homelessness, body horror, attempted SA, Ace's whole shtick is luring in predators by using herself as, well, Bait. Implied/referenced underage drinking, drug use, sex, ect. She's taken in when she's 16 so depending on the scenario her age is flexible, nothing explicit will happen if she's under 18 though.
Guard Dog:

Ace is...lost. Confused. Scared, when she's not burying it under all the anger. So, she takes a chance, and she heads for somewhere familiar. She has family in New Jersey that she visits in the summer, although that's not where she's going. She'd made some acquaintances in that time, some she would even call friends (one she might call something more), and they let her couch surf for a few months while she figures out getting a job while on the run. It's easier than she thought, something about the area makes people disinclied to ask questions in a way that makes the animal inside her twitch and snarl. Eventually, she gets lucky enough to find an open listing for a roommate. That's how she comes face to face with her old sort-of-maybe-occassional boyfriend again.
Evan Myers has complicated feelings on his old...friend? Seeing her again in person was a knife between his ribs, slotted sharply, painfully, one wrong move from piercing his heart. Especially when she introduces herself with a nickname he gave her, when she wouldn't give him anything else to call her what seems like a lifetime ago. Vinny hadn't ever met Ace before she became Evan's roommate. Hadn't thought much of her, besides something like sympathy at her wiry frame and gaunt face. She always looks tired, he notices, sleeping like the dead until it's time for her graveyard shift. Jeff is weary. He shouldn't be, she seems nice - overly helpful even, but the second his eyes met hers, he felt like a mouse looking up at a cat. She just has a look about her, like something starving, teeth a little too sharp, a voice that always seems to rumble with the growl stuck in her chest.
Ace is reserved, awkward. Mincing words or stumbling over them, careful to keep her secrets, to keep the old from mixing with the new even when the gnawing animal curled in the pit of her empty stomach is threatening to eat it's way out, leave her a cracked porcelain doll with nothing but broken peices inside. She controls it as best she can, ripping out its protrusions to keep it at bay. Even artists have to get messy, even gardeners have to rip out weeds. Even herbivores will chew off their own limbs to escape a trap. Blood on her hands is not a sin if it's her own. She pays penance with breakfast made when the boys wake up and triple locked doors. And when much bigger monsters start sniffing around her den, she does when any good dog would. She protects.
Warnings: self-harm (not cutting: pulling out teeth, ripping off nails, picking fights with things she knows can and will hurt her), disordered eating, self-dehumanization, suicidal thoughts (and reckless self sacrifice as a way to act on them), repression, possession(?) As a metaphor for unwanted pregnancy, a lot of Habit. Like a lot of him. He's his own warning.
Creepsearchers:

Ace has never been particularly lucky, but for once, that plays to her advantage as she breaks through the treeline onto the desolate road. Zeke - her stupid, perfect best friend - is already pulling up beside her in the beat-up old pickup truck he must have stolen from his dad. She slides in the passenger seat, her backpack already resting in the floorboard by her feat. Being one of the few people in town who didn't think he was crazy or a messenger of the devil apparently came with the perk of extremely last-minute rescues.
Ace has been best friends with Zeke since he was still a girl. He used to be the only girl their age in the neighborhood, and thus, the only one they were allowed to interact with. They got lucky when they hit middle school and found that they had almost all their classes together. They were pretty inseparable after that. The two had other friends at school, friends they were surprised to see waiting at the gas station just outside of town. Zeke, the asshole, just smirks at them. Spencer - the only one with the balls to be openly queer in their town, and a guy who prides herself on causing problems - slides in first, with a look on her face Ace usually only sees when he's about to pull them into a hallway closet between classes. Then Zoey squeezes in - probably because she's the only one tiny enough to fit in the tiny space - more books cradled in her lap than clothes undoubtedly. Ace prepares themself for a long car ride full of cryptid hunting and conspiracy theories. Last is Dot, struggling to climb into the tall truck at her shorter height, her long skirt getting caught for a moment before she struggles free with a huff, face free of her usually dark makeup. All of them are packed to leave.
Ace doesn't WANT to deal with the supernatural. Really, they would prefer to slum through boring work days and play guitar in their shitty band without any interference from God's or monsters. But even if they weren't cursed to be...whatever they are, they've unfortunately surrounded themself with people who alternately attract the supernatural like a magnet or go chasing after it for fun. Zeke's visions were cool and useful when they were in a tiny nowhere town that never changed, they're less fun now that he lives in a monster infested city and there are honest-to-god angels banging on the door. Seances in the bathroom with dot were entertaining, a silly way to rebel against a school they both hated, until things started ACTUALLY answering. Hearing Zoey talk about folklore and wives' tales was funny, interesting even, until the girl started hunting for them and dragging Ace with her. And Spencer? Spencer just wants to fuck a monster, just to prove she can, maybe just to have a story he can tell. So, of course, all of this becomes Ace's problem. Deciphering riddles and cryptic dreams, helping ghosts move on, hunting for cryptids, picking fights with things that go bump in the night. Somehow, they end up holding a camera, and for some reason, they keep going along with their friends' whims. Like an old, long suffering dog still following after it's dreadfully stupid owners.
Warnings: none, this is the silly universe. Habit, various creeps and critters, whatever storyline that leads to.
#hunters hoard#Ace Answers#caught in the snare#Snarls and Stories#Tooth and Nail#Creator Questions#Plotting the Path#Prowling Polls#Route: Bounty Hunter#Route: The Butchery#Route: Guard Dog#Route: Creepsearchers#pack dynamics#Butchery Banter#Family Business#ace mitchells#original character#oc rp#Slenderverse oc#emh oc#rowdy Roomates
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"You don't know me. I'm not the same person anymore."
"That's okay. I'll get to know you again."
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i think ive moved beyond yearning into something even more humiliating
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arf arf arf arf arf arf (sees that nobody is looking at me or gives a fuck) whatever
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wait no babe come back im sorry my pussy bit ur dick off it just got a little too excited
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somebody laced my cigarette with unmeasurable pain and sorrow
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