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                  Indie, semi-selective  roleplay blog for Jevil from Deltarune. 

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((aight gang, it’s here! my Jevil blog is now up and ready for the chaos to begin! I’m gonna reblog the promo post over here so it can get some traction, but you can also just go check the blog out here: @asthewxrldturns))

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Important update

((ok, I got good news and bad news. I’m gonna start with the bad news to get it out of the way...this blog will be going on hiatus. I know I said I wanted to be more active on here, but I just can’t find the motivation to write Lewis at the moment. I’m sure I’ll come back and update this blog from time to time, but for now, I’m taking a break from it.))

((the good news, however, is that I’ll be creating a new rp blog to make up for it! I got really into Deltarune over the past week or so, and like a bunch of people, I love me some crazy clown guys. so, you guessed it--I’m gonna be making an rp blog for Jevil from Deltarune! He seems super fun to write and I just love him to bits as a character!! I’m still gathering icons rn, but I’ll post a link when the blog is up and ready for action!))

((but, yeah, that also means I gotta put this blog on hiatus. I just don’t think I’ll be able to stress over too many blogs at once,,,plus I’ve been having writer’s block for Lewis anyway. hope you don’t mind,,,))

((but at least you’ll be able to celebrate when I bring on the chaos!))

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((hey uh. sorry for not being very active recently,,,like at all. I’ve been kinda busy with other stuff, which has been building up some stress, and I didn’t feel like stressing over replies that I owe earlier. I’ll try to get em done soon, at least? I just need a lil time))

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“...Dude what the hell.”

OPENS MOUTH AND THE HORRIBLE STATIC OF THE AOL DIAL UP TONE COMES OUT.

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“You think that’s swearing? That’s nothing. Listen to this--”

“FUCK. FUCKITY FUCK FUCK, BITCH. DAMN FUCKASS SHIT BITCH WHORE--”

“Master Lewis, I don’t think that’s a good idea--”

“QUIET, ASSHOLE.”

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Reblog if you don’t mind random inbox starters that aren’t memes

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Cake! or Pie!

((uh is this supposed to be directed at me or at Lewis cause I’m honestly confused???))

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((h,,,how am I already at almost 50 followers? like how does this happen I expected this blog to get like 30 and die out within a week? but nah people are still here and w ow?? it’s super cool and all but completely unexpected))

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arthurtheghostmechanic‌:

    — Arthur watches the deadbeats, and smiles warmly at them. He takes the food and water and laughs softly, eyes soft. 

        “  Hey- thanks, you all. I-I really appreciate this. ”  He says, taking a few drinks before eating. 

He’s finished eating before he pauses, and gasps, jumping up, a panicked expression on his face as he started looking around. 

    “  W-Wait!! That- that tree lady!! She attacked the van, and then- we crashed, and you grabbed me, and- and- shit!!! Vivi and Mystery!!! That- that tree person wanted to kill Mystery!! We- we have to get back, Lew, we have to- we have to help them!!!  “ 

— His voice is rushed, his heart beating fast, panicked, terrified that his friends were hurt. And, shit!! Lance!!! His uncle, oh  fuck !!

They were all in danger, and here Arthur was, passing out, and eating and drinking as if he mattered more than them. 

He felt the familiar boiling of self-hatred in his chest, and clenched his fists as he looked to Lewis, tears streaming down his face now. 

   “  W-we have to hurry, Lew !!  “

Things seemed alright for a moment--even peaceful--as Arthur had accepted the Dead Beats’ help. They always felt happy to help, no matter what the situation was--even if it was one they couldn’t believe was happening. Seriously, the last time they saw Lewis was when he was about to murder the blonde.

Talk about the tables being turned, huh? The ghost had gone from wanting to murder this man to downright saving his life. Whatever had made him change his mind, the Dead Beats wouldn’t need to hear it. Not yet. Maybe the ghost would explain to them later.

Now, though--now everyone had to focus on how Arthur suddenly began to panic again. The Dead Beats seemed to be startled at his sudden outburst, flinching back before floating closer to Lewis, as if hiding behind him. Actually, it was exactly like they were hiding behind him. They were.

Even Lewis himself seemed concerned--the blonde had just recently calmed down, yet there he was, spiraling into a panic again. What was this, something about a tree lady? Oh, right--Shiromori.

The one who showed up out of nowhere and almost got away with taking the ghost’s locket. The one he had literally decapitated, only to see her grow her own head back a moment later. And now she was after Vivi and Mystery? That lady was dangerous--the ghost felt a bit of his anger creep back into his mind again.

With a newfound determination to deal with the situation, Lewis got up and nodded slightly before heading towards the exit of this ghostly cave. He wasn’t going to sit around and wait for that sicko to murder his friends. The Dead Beats nervously followed him as well.

“...Let’s go. There’s no time to waste.” His voice sounded serious as he motioned for Arthur to follow him. Whatever happened out there--and whatever was going to happen out there--he was ready for it. He wasn’t going to let Shiromori hurt anyone--even if meant getting hurt himself.

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mysteriouslyhopefulstranger‌:

“Wha…?” Alice raised her head. “I’m not destroying anything! I’m not trying to! I-!” Alice looked around during her rant.

The broken rotting walls covered the majority of the room. Alice was so stunned that she wound up letting the ghosts lift her up. “I did that?!” What the hell is going on?!

Well, that was weird. Why did she seem so confused that she had been causing damage to the mansion? The Dead Beats didn’t really understand it. Continuing to lift her up, though, they began floating out of the mansion with her.

Stars lit up the night sky as the mansions’s doors closed behind them, all on their own. Don’t question how they did that--it’s a mansion made by ghosts, for ghosts. Spooky stuff is bound to happen.

Oh, and speaking of ghosts, one of the Dead Beats looked at Alice for a moment. She didn’t seem to be in the best of moods--maybe she really didn’t know she was causing the walls to rot like that. It was a weird thought, but maybe it was the truth...although they didn’t know for sure.

“Hey, um. Back in the mansion...you really didn’t know you were the one ruining it?” One of them asked. You could’ve done better with the phrasing, though, buddy. Ruining’s a pretty strong word. “I mean, none of us--nor Master Lewis--would do that to our own mansion. We figured you were aware of it...” As the Dead Beat explained, the group of them continued to carry Alice to where Lewis was. They’d be there soon, so if the redhead needed to do any more talking, it’d be best if she did it now.

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mysteriouslyhopefulstranger replied to your post “((why is it so damn hard to be productive??? probably cause I have to...”

((Do you need a break from Tumblr?))

((no? I love this site and I’m on it all the time. I legit always have a tab open for tumblr whether I’m actually logged into it or not just so I can log back in whenever. it’s just my brain making it hard to be productive again. but like legit I’m out of the shower now and wanna go and get my replies done now which includes my thread with you so don’t worry))

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((why is it so damn hard to be productive??? probably cause I have to shower a few minutes from now but like. why is it so hard for me to sit down and get replies done right away why does it take me days. I’ll try and get to em after my shower and maybe do a google search on how to stop being lazy))

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((ggvhgyftgguFGHGUIYFTJCGVHGFYUITF,,,I have the urge to do about 5 bajillion different things and idk which thing to actually do))

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Hellbent in a nutshell

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small update

((just wanted to let you guys know I created a second account so I could have a more silly/fun blog as a separate main. and also so I could use that account to do silly shit and still be able to post to my sideblogs without having to log out and log back in with my other e-mail. so if smaller profile pictures start appearing in the blog’s normal profile picture, then those are the pfps of my 2 mains that I have linked with it now. it’s still me guys,,,and idk if the author portrait thing is on or off (tho I set it to off, idk how it works) so I’m not sure if you will see smaller pfps in the corner but. oh well! also the new blog I made is over at @pufflejigg and it’s inspired by pukicho--the man, the myth, the legend. not gonna @ him tho, don’t wanna clog his notifications))

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??? hit the ground with a hiss, the impact stunning the limb long enough for it to be unable to escape. Not that it could move very fast to begin with. 

The palm of the hand stared up at Lewis and then…

“See ya, fucker!”

The hand took off..er…scurrying towards the wall of flames with absolutely no regard for its own well being.

Instant regret. 

The plan was just charge through the flames and whatever happened, happened. What he hadn’t anticipated was searing pain. Actual, physical pain. Apparently he wasn’t immune to being hurt by other ghosts. Good to know, but a little too late. As soon as a finger brushed the flames, it jumped backwards, right into Lewis’s leg.

Lewis glanced down at the severed arm as it attempted to flee. What a coward, running away the second something dangerous happened. Oh well--the quicker this thing left, the quicker this encounter could be over with.

However, his train of thought was interrupted when ??? jumped back, right into his leg. Well, that was annoying. Rolling his eyes, the ghost kicked the appendage off of his leg, proceeding to glare back down at him.

“...Pathetic.” That was all he said before the flames began to close in on the green, ghostly arm. They inched closer and closer...man. There really was no escaping this, was there? Well, Lewis could leave if he wanted--it’s not like the flames could hurt him anyway.

But was he going to leave? ...Nah. He’s just gonna float there and watch all this go down. What an asshole. Someone should really teach this guy some manners.