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#/ i used to rp beyond birthday and that shit was fun
swampgallows · 1 year
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okay as painful as it is to feel stupid and vulnerable im just gonna post
i really want dragonstomp to happen. ive poured dozens of hours into trying to make it happen already, between fireworks and making the flyer and trying to figure out my set and listening literally hundreds of records trying to find new tracks to play and i feel like it's all for naught. there is no worse imaginable feeling in the world to me than throwing a party and having nobody come. it's the ultimate coalescence of being ghosted/abandoned/ignored, failing at something, and being disliked. like you put all this work into something where the objective is just for people to have fun, and they would rather do something else than have fun with you. throwing a party and having it suck is one thing, but having nobody come at all is its own self-contained punishment.
i used to be a very vibrant part of two different communities and now i feel utterly abandoned by both. it's like im "trying to make fetch happen" and everyone is just humoring me. it's been like pulling teeth to get djs because they've all gone back to irl events, which i can't attend because im miss chicken little glass bones and paper skin worwied about a widdle viwus that everyone else "lives with". so here i am alone in my shitty little cloister bedroom trying to at least simulate having fun in a virtual world, which feels beyond pathetic, ESPECIALLY because said virtual world feels vacant of all the people who previously were so passionate about it. dragonflight has been a great expansion but after the legitimate trauma of the last few years it feels like lukewarm water on a burn; the most anyone can feel about it is "lukewarm" because the wounds are so fresh. people are still reeling over sylvanas, afrasiabi, mccree, and blitzchung even still. i feel like it should be a time to celebrate, but so many people have just ditched it for good and moved on. or ive been mean to them or they've been mean to me or they've been mean and shitty and negative in general so ive become splintered off from a ton of people. i don't blame them for not wanting to deal with me but im reaping what ive sown i guess. i don't even want to do the party for me, it's not like it's my birthday, i just want to have an rp event that i actually want to attend. something that isn't "let's pretend to get drunk and then erp in whispers" for 5 hours. since the lore is so fucked anyway i can't imagine an rp rave is that much far off from anything else in game. yeah it's no bonfire bash, but im doing it all myself so this is as good as i can do.
then im at my tables trying to practice, thinking about how ive spent thousands on djing over the years only to have all these records i fucking suck at playing. i didn't even get speakers until like a year ago so ive been djing with a handicap this whole time because i didnt have monitors. and now that i have them, i can't even use them because im such a loser that i still live with my parents, one of which literally doesn't leave the house, so i don't have any time to play from my speakers. everyone in this house gets to use their instrument except me. so i simply don't use it. as a result, i suck at djing. i COULD just spin for the entire night to make up for the 3-4 DJ slots im missing, but that feels completely pathetic too.
on top of everything im really struggling to draw for the flyer because i don't draw anymore (for a lot of the same reasons) and thinking about just what a waste my life is. i got a degree in this shit and i can't even do it right.
im reminded of my therapist agreeing that ive outgrown all this stuff is the main thing; either ive diverged from it or it's gone somewhere i can't follow. all of that is morally neutral. the problem i guess is that i have nothing to move on to, no bigger shell to grow into, so im hermiting in the ones that are cracked and splintered and no longer fit. and when i leave them im adrift, middle of the sea, nothing but darkness in any direction, completely exposed. and i have been drifting a long, long, long time. still there is darkness. still there is no direction.
i didn't want to post anything about this because i know it's shooting myself in the foot and looks like pandering and now itll taint the spirit of the event. but at the same time it already feels tainted, like im struggling to get anybody to care and people only do because they feel bad for me, not because they're actually excited. every single thing i do it feels like im forcing people to come with me or that they just ambivalently tag along. it's like nobody is ever excited about the same things i am. i dont know how to get excited about what everyone else likes. i don't know if it's all in my head or what. all i ever am is in my head because i spend my entire fucking life alone in my bed.
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victorluvsalice · 1 year
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Happy Birthday Squid!
@gaydragonwizards -- as per your previous request, here is a story about Romero teaching Melody how to shoot, back before some of the major nonsense in our RP stuff! I hope you enjoy!
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“Okay, so – for our first lesson in shooting, I figured we’d start off with handguns.”
Romero snapped open the case in front of him, gesturing for Melody to take a look. “Got us a pair of basic Brokk 17cs here – they’re some of the easiest guns to get and carry around Los Angeles. I mean, pretty much every gang-banger and wanna-be crime lord on the street has got one of these in their back pocket or shoulder holster. Small, light, pretty easy to handle – downside is that they don’t have the greatest stopping power, but – well. You’re a Kindred – you’ve got other ways to stop people. And trust me, anything is better than that .38 your mother was using for fucking ages.” He rolled his eyes at the memory. “Seriously, I have no idea how she lasted until Hollywood with that damn thing. Like, she went down into the fucking Nosferatu sewers when that lizard asshole was filling them with shit with that and somehow managed to come out the other side.” He paused and considered this. “Then again, I guess she had Alice backing her up there. . .and let me tell you, that woman is terrifying with a knife.”
Melody made a grunt of agreement, then started reaching for one of the guns, clearly eager to begin. “Whoa – slow down there,” Romero said, putting his hand in front of theirs and earning himself a look. “Let’s get one thing straight right here, right now, okay? You don’t do anything until I tell you to. I’m the teacher here, and you’re gonna respect that.”
Melody’s eyes narrowed challengingly. “Don’t start – your mom’s asked me to teach you how to shoot a gun, and I’m happy to give you a few lessons,” Romero told them, frowning right back. “Knowing how to shoot, and shoot well, is a fucking lost art these days, and I wanna keep it around. But I know what you’re like, kid – that you’re into screwing around whenever you think you can get away with it. And normally I wouldn’t give a shit – but you cannot pull that while we’re having shooting lessons.” He wagged a finger at them. “I mean that – guns are dangerous. I mean, yeah, fine, not as dangerous to you guys as they are to humans and ghouls, but getting shot, especially in the right spot, still ain’t fun. You gotta respect your weapon – and more importantly, you gotta know how to handle it before you even think of pulling that trigger. I know you’re a smart kid, and you’ll pick up this shit fast, but you gotta listen to me. You start fuckin’ around, and I’ll end the lesson right here.” He leaned in for emphasis, meeting Melody’s gaze head-on. “And I’ll tell your mother exactly why.”
Melody’s expression went from “resting sullen” to “oh shit.” “Yeah, I figured that’d get your attention,” Romero said, allowing himself a tiny smirk. “I’m gonna try and keep it fun for you, I promise – we got loads of cans and bottles to shoot off the fence, for starters. But like I said, guns are dangerous, and I don’t want to be the one to explain to Ari why you’ve got a bullet wound or two in you – or in me. We do this, we’re doing it right. Good?”
Melody nodded, setting their face in “I’m ready and willing to learn” mode. “Great. So, before you even pick that thing up, a couple of safety tips to remember – always treat any gun as if it’s loaded. Even if you unloaded it yourself. Shit can happen, bullets can get chambered without you knowing, and it’s just not worth the risk. Second, always keep your finger off the trigger unless you intend to shoot. It’s too fucking easy to pull it without meaning to. And third, always be aware of not only your target, but what’s beyond it. Bullets go fast, and – depending on the caliber of the bullet and the gun – can punch through more stuff than you think. You don’t want to shoot a guy, only for the bullet to go right through him and hit your buddy on the other side.” He wagged his finger again. “What it comes down to is, well, don’t be an idiot. Think you can pull that off?”
Melody leveled another look at him. “Yeah, yeah, I know, lived under all our noses in that junkyard for who knows how long, you got brains and can take care of yourself. Just humor me and nod.”
That got a small smile, and the requested nod. “Fantastic. Okay – now you can pick up the gun, and I’ll show you how to check it and how to load it up. . .”
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Taylor Swift prompts p1!
I really love Taylor Swift and so I wanted to create some RP starters based off her songs. I’ll organize it via the titles of the songs like usual. There are 104 total here!
:: The 1
"I’ve been saying yes instead of no.”
“I thought I saw you at the bus stop, I didn’t though.”
“I hit the ground running each night.”
“You know the greatest films of all time were never made.”
“If you wanted me, you really should’ve showed.” 
“If you never bleed, you’re never gonna grow.”
“It’s all right now.”
“We were something, don’t you think so?”
“If my wishes came true, it would’ve been you.”
“In my defense, I have none for never leaving well enough alone.”
“It would’ve been fun if you would’ve been the one.”
“I have this dream that you’re doing cool shit, having adventures on your own.”
“We never painted by the numbers baby but we were making it count.”
“You know the greatest loves of all time are over now.”
“It’s another day of waking up alone.”
“I persist and resist the temptation to ask you if one thing had been different, would everything be different today?”
“In my defense, I have none for digging up the grave another time.”
:: Hoax
“This has broken me down.”
“This has frozen my grounds.”
“Give me a reason.”
“Your faithless love is the only hoax I believe in.”
“Don’t want no other shade of blue but you.”
“No other sadness in the world would do.”
“I am ash from your fire.”
“You know the hero died, so what’s the story for?”
“You know it still hurts underneath my scars from when they pulled me apart.”
“You knew the password so I let you in the door.”
“You knew you won so what’s the point in keeping score?”
“What you did was just as dark, darling this was just as hard.” 
“You have beaten my heart.”
:: Illicit Affairs
“Make sure nobody sees you leave.”
“Hood over your head, keep your head down.”
“Take the road less traveled by, and tell yourself you can always start.”
“It’s born from just one single glance but it dies, and it dies a million little times.”
“Leave the perfume on the shelf.”
“You picked it out just for him so you leave no trace behind.. like you don’t even exist.”
“Take the words for what they are, a dwindling mercurial high. A drug that only worked the first few hundred times.” 
“Don’t call me kid, don’t call me baby. Look at this god forsaken mess that you made me.”
“You showed me colors that you know I can’t see with anyone else.”
“Look at this idiotic fool that you made me.”
“You taught me a secret language I can’t speak with anyone else.”
“You know damn well for you, I would ruin myself a million little times.”
:: This is Me Trying 
“I’ve been having a hard time adjusting.”
“I had the shiniest wheels, now they’re rusting.”
“I didn’t know if you’d care if I came back, I have a lot of regrets about that.”
“Could’ve followed all my fears all the way down.”
“Maybe I don't quite know what to say but I’m here in your doorway.”
“I just wanted you to know, that this is me trying.”
“They told me all of my cages were mental so I got wasted like all of my potential.”
“My words shoot to kill when I’m mad.”
“I was so ahead the curve, the curve became a sphere.”
“I fell behind in all of my classes and I ended up here.”
“Pouring my heart out to a stranger, but I didn’t pour out the whiskey.”
“It’s hard to be at a party when I feel like an open wound.”
“It’s hard to be anywhere these days when all I want is you.”
“You’re a flashback on a film reel on the one screen in my town.” 
:: Coney Island
“If I can’t relate to you anymore, then who am I related to?” 
“If this is the long haul, how’d we get here so soon?”
“Did I close my fist around something delicate? Did I shatter you?”
“Sorry for not making you my centerfold.”
“The question pounds my head, what’s a lifetime of achievement?” 
“Did I pushed you to the edge, but you were too polite to leave me?”
“Did I leave you hanging every single day?”
“Were you standing in the hallway, with a big cake.. happy birthday. Did I paint your bluest skies the darkest grey?”
“When I got into the accident, the sight that flashed before me was your face.”
“When I walked up to the podium, I think I forgot to say your name.”
:: It’s Time To Go
“He’s insisting that friends look at each other like that.”
“Trying to stay for the kids' and keeping it how it is will only break their hearts worse.”
“Sometimes giving up is the strong thing.”
“Sometimes to run is the brave thing.”
“Sometimes walking out is the one thing that will find you the right thing.”
“I gave it my all, he gave me nothing left and then wondered why I left.” 
“He sits on his throne in his palace of bones, praying to his greed.”
“He’s got my past frozen behind glass but I’ve got me.”
:: Exile
“I can see you standing honey, with his arms around your body.”
“You’re laughing but the jokes not funny at all.”
“It took you five whole minutes to pack us up and leave me with it.”
“I’m holding all this love out here in the hall.”
“I think I’ve seen this film before, and I didn’t like the ending.”
“You’re not my homeland anymore, so what am I defending now?”
“You were my town but now I’m in exile, seeing you out.” 
“I can see you staring honey, like he’s just your understudy. Like you’d get your knuckles bloody for me.”
“Those eyes add insult to injury.”
“I’m not your problem anymore, so who am I offending now?” 
“You were my crown, now I’m in exile seeing you out.”
“I think I’ve seen this film before so I’m leaving out the side door.”
“Step right out, there’s no amount of crying I can do for you.”
“All this time, we always walked a very thin line. You didn’t even hear me out.”
“You never gave me a warning sign, I never learned to read your mind. I couldn’t turn things around.” 
:: Champagne Problems
“You booked the night train for a reason.”
“I dropped your hand while dancing, left you out there standing.”
“Your heart was glass and I dropped it.”
“You told your family for a reason, you couldn’t keep it in.”
“Your sister is splashed out on the bottle and now no one’s celebrating.” 
“Your hometown skeptics called it champagne problems.”
“You had a speech, you’re speechless.”
“Love slipped beyond your reasons and I couldn’t give a reason.”
“This dorm was once a madhouse, I made a joke well it’s made for me.”
“How evergreen our group of firends, I don’t think we’ll say that word again.”
“I never was ready so I watched you go.”
“Sometimes you don’t know the answer until someone is on their knees and asks you.”
“She would’ve made such a lovely bride, what a shame she’s fucked up in the head.”
“You’ll find the real thing in stead, she’ll patch up your tapestry that I shred.”
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medicifm · 4 years
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*  not  me  actually  writing  an  intro  the  night  before  like  i  always  mean  to  😳  hennyway  hey  biddies  ,  i'm  chloe  ,  im  in  the  snowy  part  of  pst  ,  &  i  use  she / her  pns  .  i’ve  been  . . . . . . .  scouring  the  tags  for  an  rp  like  this  so  im  so  excited  to  bring  this  newish  muse  of  mine  here  !   im  here to  do  the  honours  of  introducing  my  himbo - on - the outside , manipulative - shit - on - the - inside  . . .  oscar  🤡
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(  twenty  three , cis  man , he / him  ) ✉ ― hey  babes , have  you  met  OSCAR  MEDICI ?  they’re  working  here  as  THE  HEAD  CHEF  AT  LORENZO’S ,  a  few  villas  down  from  where  you’re  staying  .  you  might  hear  them  singing  ALRIGHTY  APHRODITE  BY  PEACH  PIT  playing  from  their  villa  ,  it’s  their  favourite  song  .  yes  ,  they  hear  that  they  look  like  JACK  GILINSKY  a  lot  ,  actually  -  it’s  really  uncanny  .  their  friends  back  home  in  SYDNEY , AUSTRALIA  say  that  if  they  were  on  a  tv  show  ,  their  trope  would  be  THE  WOLF  IN  SHEEP’S  CLOTHING  ,  how  funny  is  that  ? ✎ chloe , 22 , she/her , pst
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𝐢𝐢  .
name  :  oscar  gabriel  medici
age  :  twenty  three
dob  /  sign  :  december  4th  ,  1997  /  sagittarius  sun  ,  leo  moon  ,  libra  rising 
pob  :  sydney , australia
gender / pronouns  :  cis  man  &  he / him / his
career :  head  chef  at  lorenzo’s  ,  full - time  heathen  ,  professional  disappointment  for  mothers  everywhere  .
drinking / drugs / smoking :  yes / more  often  than  he’d  admit / never .  
religion  :  jewish  background  ,  currently  non - practicing .
physical  :  jack  gilinsky  fc ,  dark  brown / black  longish  curls  (  reference  )  ,  dark  brown  eyes  ,  canon  jack  g’s  tattoos  ,  no  piercings  ,  6′2″  ,  175  lbs  ,  lean  but  strong  .  tattoos  a  la  canon!jack  ,  pearly  white  smile  that  he  may  . . .  or  may  not  . . .   use  crest  3D  white  strips  weekly  to  maintain  .  lots  of  burns  &  scars  from  kitchen  mishaps  on  his  hands  &  arms  .
traits  :  hard - working  ,  flighty  ,  intelligent  ,  hedonistic  ,  charismatic  ,  intense  ,  volatile  ,  
other  :  speaks  weird  french  (  aussie  accent  tings  )  ,  tans  easily  but  wears  sunscreen  nonetheless  ,  works  hard  parties  harder  ,  can’t  read  a  lick  of  french  but  spends  a  lot  of  his  free  time  with  a  coffee  &  a  new  paperback  ,  has  a  bit  of  an  internal  vendetta  against  rich  people  (  for  no  real  reason  ,  he  just  doesn’t  like  most  of  them  )  ,  has  ins  with  a  bunch  the  local  farmers  &  visits  them  weekly  ,  pretends  he  isn’t  lowkey  addicted  to  nicotine  administered  via  a  puff  bar  ,  liquor  of  preference  is  tequila  or  red  wine  ,  drives  a  lil  vespa  around  town  for  the  gag  of  it  (  loves  seeing  it  haphazardly  parked  amongst  a  bunch  of  luxury  cars  )  ,  
character  inspo  :  jess  mariano  (  gilmore  girls  )  , gordon  ramsey  🤡 ,  patrick verona ( 10 things i hate about you ) , ferris bueller ( ferris bueller’s day off ) , han solo ( star wars ) .
𝐢𝐢𝐢  .
oscar’s  arrival  was  as  unwanted  to  his  parents  as  could  be  :  a  father  whose  tendencies  leaned  towards  alcoholism  &  abusing  whoever  was  in  arms  reach  ,  a  mother  whose  life  was  more  or  less  spent  at  the  nursing  home  she  worked  as  a  nurse  at  ,  evading  home  .  he  became  a  self - inflicted  loner  ,  preferring  to  do  literally  the  exact  opposite  of  what  was  expected  or  wanted  from  him  .  he  had  a  few  friends  he  ran  with  ,  but  watching  them  all  go  off  &  study  or  prepare  for  university  solidified  in  oscar’s  mind  that  the  non - traditional  route  was  for  him  .  growing  up  by  the  water  ,  oscar  always  felt  more  drawn  to  skip  school  &  head  to  the  beach  than  he  did  obeying  his  parents  wishes  .   
one  of  his  solaces  was  his  grandfather  ,  gabriel  ,  who  owned  an  italian  restaurant  in  a  beach  town  north  of  sydney  .  whenever  the  weather  was bad  &  oscar  felt  like  ditching  class  ,  he’d  head  over  to  his  nono’s  restaurant  where  his  ass  would  be  put  to  work  as  soon  as  he  set  eyes  on  the  restaurant  .  it  was  tough  work  ,  but  challenging  in  a  way  that  fanned  the  flames  in  oscar’s  heart  ,  rather  than  dimming  them  .  by  the  time  he was  a  teenager  he  was  working  in  the  restaurant  everyday  after  school  , an  agreement  between  him  &  his  grandfather  framed  on  the  back  wall  that  stated  that  as  long  as  oscar  kept  from  flunking  out  ,  he  was  allowed  to  spend  as  little  or  as  much  time  in  the  kitchen  as  he  pleased .  
his  absolute  defiance  of  anything  traditional  &  following  the  rules  made  him  unpopular  with  adults  ,  but  lowkey  cool  with  the  girls  .  by  the  time  he  was  sixteen  ,  he  was  losing  his  focus  on  the  restaurant  &  his  grades  &  spending  more  &  more  time  chasing  after  girls  .  his  nono  tried  to  get oscar  to  come  back  &  focus  ,  but  as  always  ,  anything  he’s  asked  to  do  quickly  becomes  the  thing  he’s  running  from  the  most  .
tw  :  death  ,  cancer  .  around  his  eighteenth  birthday  ,  his  grandfather  suddenly  fell  ill  with  a  rare  form  of  cancer  that  took  his  life  six  weeks  after  diagnosis  ,  which  rocked  oscar’s  world  .  he  felt  overwhelming  guilt  that  he  hadn’t  spent  more  time  with  his  grandfather  ,  which  manifested  itself  as  oscar  dropping  out  of  school  a  year  shy  of  graduation  to  commit  himself  fully  to  perfecting  his  grandfather’s  techniques  ,  learning  all  of  his  recipes  (  read  :  pouring  over  dozens  of  handwritten  cookbooks )  in  some  failed  attempt  to  get  back  some  time  with  him  .  oscar  hadn’t  been  close  with  his  parents  in  years  ,  more  or  less  seeing  them  as  wardens  of  a  prison  he  wanted  nothing  to  do  with  .  his ��grandfather’s  will  left  him  the  deed  to  the  restaurant  ,  with  an  ask  that  oscar  would  promise  to  act  on  whatever  he  felt  called  towards  ,  rather  than  doing  what  others  expected  of  him  .  to  be  candid  ,  this  whole  situation  crushed  him  .
eventually  ,  he  decided  he’d  had  enough  of  the  stifling  community  he’d  grown  up  in  .  he  sold  the  restaurant  to  one  of  the  regulars  ,  a  wealthy  man  who  he’d  come  to  acknowledge  as  somewhat  of  an  uncle  ;  a  safe  pair  of  hands  who  would  treat  his grandfather’s  legacy  with  as  much  passion  &  respect  as  oscar  himself  would  .  so  he  packed  a  bag  ,  texted  his  mom  that  he  was  going  traveling  ,  &  got  on  a  flight  that  evening  .  he  traveled  all  around  -  first  through  central  america  ,  then  through  europe  ,  throughout  asia  &  africa  ,  &  spent  a  few  months  driving  a  van  across  the  continental  united  states  &  canada  for  fun  . 
eventually  ,  he  started  getting  low - ish  on  money  ,  &  decided  to  settle  in  one  of  his  favourite  places  he’d  visited  :  southern  france  .  he  arrived  in  early  2018  ,  taking  on  whatever  menial  tasks  he  could  while  learning  french  until  he  got  a  position  as  a  line  cook  in  an  italian  restaurant  .  a  few  years  later  ,  he’s  made  his  way  up  to  filling  the  head  chef  position  ,  an  honour  he  takes  with  pride  .  he’s  implemented  many  of  his  own  recipes  while  using  flavours  he’s  learned  from  his  travels  ,  with  ingredients  straight  from  local  farmers  .  he’s  earned  the  restaurant  a  two michelin  star  rating  ,  &  is  constantly  striving  for  more  to  get  that  last  star  (  both  for  his  own  ego  as  well  as  a  secret  debt  to  his  grandfather  )  .
𝐢𝐯  .
ok  but  that  vid  where  gordon  puts  two  pieces  of  bread  on  someone’s  head  &  calls  them  an  idiot  sandwich  ?  that’s  oscar  .  intense  as  fuck  in  the  kitchen  ,  &  best  nobody  catch  an  attitude  about  it  bc  he  will  not  hesitate  to  hand  them  their  ass  on  a  silver  platter  .
another  gordon  reference  :  you  know  how  he’s  the  spawn  of  satan with  adults  ,  but  the  sweetest  ,  most  helpul  guy  with  children  ?  that’s  oscar  with  his  staff  vs  people  he  wants  something  from  .  whether  its  to  sleep  with  them  (  usually  his  first  instinct  to  be  fair  )  ,  their  money  or  clout  ,  or  to  get  into  some  wild  adventure  some  random  resort  staff  wouldn’t  dream  of  getting  into  ,  he  can  turn  on  the  charm  whenever  needed  .
can  go  from  absolutely  demoralizing  someone  in  the  kitchen  to  stepping  out  into  the  lounge  to  schmooze  with  his  friends  or  cougars  who  leave  phat  tips  in  0.2  seconds  .  the  speed  at  which  his  mood  can  completely  180  is  one  of  the  seven  world  wonders  (  last  i  checked  )  .
his  love  language  is  absolutely  acts  of  service  .  catch  him  actually  falling  in  love  once  in  a  blue  moon  &  making  it  his  mission  to  cook  her  extravagant  meals  everyday  .  
the  wolf  in  sheep’s  clothing  label  epitomizes  his  nice  ,  helpful  ,  charismatic  exterior  ,  while  ulterior  motives  &  disdain  for  those  who  grew  up  with  more  money  than  he  did  lurk  beneath  the  surface  . 
he  can  be  MEAN  when  someone  fucks  him  over  or  pushes  him  farther  than  he  wants  -  isn’t  afraid  to  go  for  the  low  blows  or  send  someone  home  with  an  identity  crisis  if  it  protects  himself  .
lowkey  alcoholic  but  he’s  not  ready  for  that  conversation  yet  .  he  sees  it  more  as  perks  of  the  location  &  atmosphere  he’s  found  himself  in  .
also  lowkey  falls  in  love  HARD  ,  like  this  man  is  a  closeted  romantic  but  self - sabotages  all  potential  relationships  before  they  can  get  to  that  point  out  of  fear  he’ll  be  unable  to  live  life  of  his  own  volition  (  takes  a  flaky  philophobic  sagittarius  to  know  a  flaky  philophobic  sagittarius  🤡  )  .  has  probably  only  had  a  few  real  relationships  besides  flings  bc  he’s  afraid  .
𝐯  .
check  out  my  wanted  plots  tag  listed  here  ,  as  well  as  my  pinterest  wanted  plots  board  here  .  here   are  some  other  suggestions  hehe  :
best  friend  /  ride  or  die  :  someone  who  knows  about  his  past  ,  keeps  him  grounded  when  he’s  lk  spiraling  &  wants  to  drop  everything  &  flee  to  some  far  flung  corner  of  the  earth  .
actual  relationship  :  it  was  fast - burn  with  deep  feelings  (  not  them  thinking  they’re  soulmates  after  dating  for  a  month  . . .  pete  &  ariana  type  beat  )  but  completely  unrealistic  .  they  have  their  own  life  ,  he’s  pretty  much  tied  to  the  restaurant  ,  not  to  mention  his  lack  of  sharing  anything  about  his  childhood / life  back  home  .  they  loved  &  cared  for  each  other  ,  but  crashed  &  burned  fairly  quickly  because  of  how  idealistic  it  was  .  they  can  either  be  on  bad  or  good  terms  now  .
hateship  with  sexual  tension  😈
summer  flings  !!
fake  boyfriend  :  he  shows  up  on  her  arm  to  her  family’s  events  where  she’s  expected  to  have  a  partner  .  it’s  not  a  real  relationship  ,  but  her  parents  don’t  need  to  know  that  .  he  plays  the  part  &  satisfies  her  parents  beyond  the  bare  minimum  ,  &  in  return  she  invites  him  to  parties  ,  takes  him  out  on  her  family’s  yacht  ,  etc  etc  .  we  luv  some  symbiosis  
i  can  always  use  more  fwbs  hehehe
squad  :  a  group  of  people  who  do  everything  together  ,  have  a  chaotic  group  chat  ,  have  nicknames  for  one  another  ,  are  utd  on  each  other’s  sex  lives  ,  party  all  night  then  show  up  to  brunch  hungover  together  .  
cat  &  mouse  :  someone  he’s  pursuing  who  isn’t  quite  giving  in  ,  &  vice  versa  .  maybe  it’s  been  going  on  a  few  years  ,  everytime  they’re  in  st  tropez  they  have  this  weird  lil  flirtationship  thing  goin  on  until  she  leaves  ,  they  forget  about  one  another  ,  then  pick  it  right  back  up  when  she  returns  .
confidant  :  preferably  someone  from  a  working  class  background  who  understands  his  plight  of  being  a  worker  amongst  people  who  expect  to  be  waited  on  .
enemies  :  they  don’t  like  his  attitude  ,  &  he  doesn’t  like  them  in  return  .  lots  of  eye  rolls  ,  shit  talking  ,  &  tension  between  their  mutual  friends  .
we’re  sleeping  together  but  we  shouldn’t  be  but  that’s  half  the  fun :  for  whatever  reason  they  became  friends  ,  starting  hooking  up  despite  it  not  being  a  good  idea  (  read  :  he’s  exes  with  one  of  her  friends  ,  her  parents  want  her  focused  on  career  ,  they’re  part  of  the  same  friend  group  ,  etc )  . . . but  now  they  can’t  stop  .  lots  of  stolen  glances  across  rooms  ,  squeezing  past  one  another  in  a  crowded  club  just  close  enough  for  a  quick  touch  to  the  back  ,  quietly  leaving  one  another’s  places  the  morning  after  &  playing  dumb  to  anyone  who  asks  . 
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Survey #403
“ashes to ashes, watch me disappear”
If given the opportunity, would you like to star in a musical? Definitely not. I don't like musicals. Name one person you’d take a bullet for: There's honestly a lot, but Mom immediately came to mind. Any posters of a band on your bedroom wall? Yeah: Metallica and Marilyn Manson currently. I want lots more, especially an Ozzy one. Do you think you’ve already met your soulmate? I don't believe in soulmates. Do you share your bedroom with anyone? No, unless you include my cat and snake. Is your favorite color yellow? No, it's actually one of my least favorites. Were you born in a hospital? I was. Do you know the name of the person that delivered you? No, but Mom does. I think he delivered me and my two sisters, and I know Mom has seen him since for other reasons. Was your birth recorded? God no. Good call, Mom. Did you eat a peach this week? Would you believe me if I told you I had a small bit of peach pie for my sister's birthday? For some reason, I just really wanted to try some. It was okay, but the aftertaste sucked. Are you leaving the house tomorrow? Yes, for TMS therapy. Every weekday. Do you enjoy romantic movies, even when they’re cliche? I honestly do. If you could get free vocal lessons would you take them? Probably not. I don't like singing in front of anyone, and it's not like I wanna get anywhere with my singing, so. Is your mother diabetic? She is. Are you? No. Ever sang someone to sleep? No. Who do you stalk the most through Facebook? Nobody. Have you ever deleted your Facebook, then brought it back? No. What is your main responsibility each day? Be sure to take my medications. Do you feel like you fulfill those responsibilities? Yeah. There are rare mornings where I forget, but I almost always remember. I don't fw skipping out on meds that keep my mental health stable. When was the last time you used spray paint? Good question. Do you know the middle name of the last person you kissed? Yep. Who is the friendliest person you know? My mom, probably. Something that annoys you about summer: THE HEAT. THE HUMIDITY. UGH. Something that annoys you about winter: Hm. That's hard to say, given I love winter. I guess the fact it doesn't snow enough here. Are the doors of your fridge side by side or on top of one another? Side-by-side. If you’ve moved out of the house you were born in, do you know the people who live in that house now? Nope. Have you ever cried in a movie theater? Not sobbed or anything, but I've definitely teared up and gotten the sniffles because of multiple movies. Do you read comic books? No. Do you force your way into conversations in which you are not involved? No. Have you ever seriously pretended to be clinically insane? I didn't need to pretend; I'm pretty damn sure I was for a while. Might I add that it's EXTREMELY inconsiderate to pretend you're insane, btw. Insanity is not "cool." It's not "funny." It's not "edgy." It's a serious, confusing, heart-wrenching issue that can ruin lives. Do you know anyone with a stutter? Yes, myself included when I'm even mildly nervous. And sometimes just randomly. With a lisp? I don't believe so. What was the last board game you played? The Disney version of "Pretty Pretty Princess" w/ my niece and even my nephew, even though his sexist-ass dad didn't want him to. Like let your kid have some fun with his sister and aunt, goddamn. They had a blast. It was Aubree's birthday present from me, so I am SO glad she loved it. Did you win? Ha ha, no, I always let Aubree or Ryder win. I came super close once, but I let the kids bend the rules a bit. They don't like losing, and even though they definitely need to understand that just happens and is totally fine for it to, I wasn't about to be the one to make them sad about it. When was the last time you tried to speak with an accent? OH MY LAAAAAWWWWWWD. Also at Aubree's b-day party, at one point, I spoke in a snobbish British accent while I was winning at the aforementioned game. Ryder asked, "Why are you speaking Spanish?", and I fuckin DIED. Have you ever made up a word before? Yeah, I know at least a few instances for fantasy animals in writing. When was the last time you went to a museum? A couple summers ago when my brother and his son visited, we went to a science museum. My nephew was sooooo into it. Do you have a nice yard? If so, do you spend a lot of time outside in it? If not, where do you go when you want to relax outdoors on nice days? Our front and back yards are both small and honestly very boring. The grass is a pretty green, but that's the only nice thing about it. I don't go to sit outside here on any day. Do your parents enjoy any of the things that you enjoy? Do you bond over these things? My parents and I have very similar music tastes, so there's that. I also didn't know for the longest time that Mom likes to write, which I sure as hell do, too! She doesn't really write anymore though, and she's self-conscious of it anyway, like I am. She and I also love a lot of the same shows. What is the movie that you have waited the longest for/which film do you remember anticipating the most/are still anticipating? I think The Incredibles 2. I aaaalways wanted to know what happened after the end of the first film. Do you have any ideas for a story or movie you’re planning to write or you’d write if you had the time/had the talent? Please share a synopsis! I genuinely think some RP I've written is series-worthy, but I don't feel like re-writing the YEARS of RP into a book format, and I sincerely worry that the ridiculously dark parts could inspire people like serial killers and cause A LOT of controversy, crime-blaming, and just general hate. I don't want to be involved in that. What is something that an interested guy/girl could comment about you, that would make you instantly open to them (e.g., “That book you’re reading is from my favorite author”)? Compliment my Markiplier tattoo, obviously knowing it's a tribute to him, and we're essentially besties. Is there a person in your life (maybe barely) that you feel in constant competition with (even just in your imagination)? Maybe you feel they are consistently outshining you? Ugh... there's a local photographer that's much more successful than I am that I admittedly am very envious of. I swear to whatever god you may believe in that I mean it from a modest perspective, I really, really do, but I genuinely think my skills surpasses hers, and she's only more prevalent because photography REALLY is about who you know. She's talented, yes, but like... come on. If you are single, even if you are normally happily single, are there certain specific things you witness that make you wish you were in a relationship (e.g., people getting engaged)? I mean yeah. I miss cuddling, holding hands, kissing, just being cute together, and especially people getting engaged or having kids. It's such a trigger to me. Once upon a time, that's all I wanted with Jason. I wanted to be that beautiful couple that got married and had two or three loved-beyond-words children, but then he left so abruptly, and I feel like it was so brutally robbed from me. I don't want kids anymore like at all, but the point still stands that I felt like my dreams were just ripped away. Out of all your usernames for websites, which one is your favorite? Do you use it for more than one site? I use "Ozzkat" just about everywhere. Have you ever spent the whole day (or multiple days) just looking up one thing on the internet (e.g., videos of your favorite band, how-to videos, quizzes, etc.)? OHHHHHHHHHH YEAH. There have been a couple days or so where I was totally glued to looking up various tattoo designs, bingeing let's plays or conspiracy theory videos, etc. etc. If you ever think about getting married, what are some aspects of the wedding that you would like to see in a non-traditional manner (e.g., a different color dress or “partners” over “husband” and “wife”)? I WILL NOT get married in a church, first of all. I'm also not having the traditional vows, and I probably won't wear a white dress, but instead black. Salt & vinegar, barbecue, sour cream & onion, or cheddar? Ohhhh, I like all those options but barbecue. I think I've gotta go with sour cream & onion, though. Bow ties on guys, dorky or adorable? A D O R A B L E ! ! ! I think they're ordinarily geeky, but I mean, geeky is cute in my world. :^) Do you believe in demonic possession? How about ghosts? Angels? Angels, no. Spirits/ghosts, 100%. I don't exactly believe in demons, per se, but I do question if evil spirits can possess someone. What is one romantic movie that you enjoy enough to watch more than once? I've seen The Notebook numerous times. Name three countries you want to visit; why those three? South Africa to interact with meerkats at the KMP, somewhere up in Canada to see the Northern Lights, and Germany just because, really. I took German for four semesters, and the culture and all just interests me. Do you have a good luck charm? No, considering I don't believe they do jack. Do you use Skype to talk to your friends? Only Sara. Now that I have Discord semi-figured out now though, we'll probably use that for voice chatting. Are you allergic to any animals? I might be allergic to dogs. Do you usually spend your weekends out, or at home? I'm like... always at home. Do you think it’s wrong for people to say "retard/retarded" as an insult? Absofuckinglutely. Don't pull that shit when I'm around. Have you ever had to go to the police department? No. Have you ever lived through a hurricane? Plenty. Have you ever had a home-grown tomato? Yes, from my old friend's garden. We'd have delicious tomato, mayo, and bacon sandwiches. The only instance where I've enjoyed tomatoes. Have you ever held a real gun? The former friend I mentioned just before, her husband always carried a gun, and he just needed me to hold it for a sec for some reason I don't recall. I hated the feeling. Would you rather wear Converse or Vans? I like both, but I think I prefer Converse. Have you ever been called bipolar? Yes, because I clinically am. Have you ever made fun of a handicapped person? FUCK no. And like the "retarded" thing, don't you fucking DARE to do this in front of me. I WILL deck the shit out of you. Do you think it’s okay to have sex before marriage? Sure, as long as you're being safe and are very thorough in communication. Do you like to watch old sitcoms? I don't really watch TV as I say in like every survey it seems, but I do enjoy some old sitcoms I grew up watching with my mom, like The Nanny, The Golden Girls, The Munsters, etc. If asked, could you run a mile nonstop right now? Being completely serious, I don't even know if I CAN physically run right now. My legs are so incredibly weak, and I'm humiliatingly close to what my heaviest weight was back in 2016, so I can almost guarantee my knees would crumple if I tried. Do you wear those rubber wristbands? I used to. I don't really like bracelets nowadays. If a necklace/ring gives you green marks, do you still wear it? Nope. Have you ever driven an electric car? No. When was the last time you saw someone you went to high school with? Uhhhh idk. What breed was the last dog you saw? A fucking GOLIATH of a lab. I shit you not when I say my sister's roommate's dog Hudson is the size of a goddamn bear. How long have your parents been together (or how long were they together, if they no longer are): I wanna say they were together at the very least 20 years. What has been your most epic cooking failure? I once accidentally put something (I don't remember what) in the microwave for around 45 minutes I believe, and I walked away and completely forgot about it. I remembered a long while later, and safe to say, it wasn't edible, whatever it was, lmao. Have you ever been to Mexico? No. Have you ever had a parrot sit on your shoulder? No, but that'd be cool. Has anyone in your life ever treated you abusively? No. How long has it been since your last breakup? Somewhere around two years ago? My memory is so garbage nowadays. Can you concentrate well while listening to music, or do you find it distracting? It's distracting, usually. What’s something you’ve been struggling with lately? I've been pretty bad about drinking too much soda lately. :/
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FULL NAME: Ivan Mikhailovich Braginsky, for no reason in particular for any of it. He picked his own name at basically random, or for very menial reasons.
GENDER AND SEXUALITY: Male, bisexual, homosexual biromantic leanings, and he lives in the closet alone with a pile of shoes.
ETHNICITY AND SPECIES: Russian Federation, formerly Moscow; Nation Manifestation.
BIRTHPLACE AND BIRTHDAY: He was born just outside the Grand Duchy of Moscow around 1280 to his best guess, and the wintertime is his earliest memory, so he made his birthday the day before his favorite day of the year (during the USSR; he chose his birthday in 1932), December 30th.
GUILTY PLEASURES: Ivan would hardly tell you the true nature of his fun, but the most personal thing would likely be his obsession with Tetris and hours spent playing it on sleepless or intoxicated nights. Alternatively, there’s his extreme guilty pleasure of a few stuffed animals he has in his house and using them for their intended purposes when the loneliness and sleeplessness is too all-consuming for Tetris.
PHOBIAS AND FEARS: He is very, very afraid of being alone and unloved, which he feels has been realized, and it causes him a lot of grief. Other than that, he’s almost afraid that his life is absolutely immortal and that he will never die, even when he should. He wants to go sometime, and sooner than later, given that the first fear has been recognized.
FAVOURITE BOOK GENRE: Ivan doesn’t read books for pleasure; he never managed to get  into the habit. But, with anything, his favorite entertainment genre is Sci-Fi, which might be another guilty pleasure. Imagining space is fun, and he’s not immune to that.
WHAT THEY WOULD BE INFAMOUS FOR: Ivan is infamous for poor impulse control. Sometimes people get shot, sometimes they get cried on, sometimes they get fucked... Ivan just doesn’t know how not to feel something to the extreme.
WHAT HAVE THEY/WOULD THEY BE ARRESTED FOR: Gang participation/affiliation, or vehicular manslaughter.
CHARACTER MOST LIKELY TO MURDER THEM: Prussia or Prussia or his ex-girlfriend. ( @undeadrelic, @zdravstvuysclntse, @landforces)
CHARACTER(S) YOU SHIP THEM WITH: @princeofsolitude, @irish-emerald, @italitude, or ANY FRANCE or even this one Prussia that is no longer active but still is a dear.
WHY SOMEONE MIGHT LOVE THEM: Ivan’s very lovable, overall. He’s kind, caring, soft, is supportive and into self-disclosing, he’s honest, he’s a homemaker, he will never not try to make things better... Ivan is a good man with a good heart, even if he has a lot of pain.
WHY SOMEONE MIGHT HATE THEM: Ivan is really pedantic and a little stunted on how he handles stress. He can lean too hard on people, react too unforgivably to provocation, or just be too painful of a memory because of what he’s done in the past. There’s a lot of good reasons, and Ivan will support them all as valid.
HOW THEY CHANGE: Ivan started out as a really sweet and caring kid that just got the shit out of life. No one was able to care for him full time and he grew up a street child looking for affection and food, then he was mistreated for the sake of necessity (no one in Moscow could afford another hungry mouth, either) and shooed away constantly until he was taken into the palace... to be pushed away from everyone. He lived like he always had in the elements, but now in a stable, still unloved and uncared for even though he was regularly fed spoiled/unsuitable food or table extras.
He grew up lacking love and became a soldier after his romp of “adult” freedom to learn war and service, then the pressure for him to serve grew in the USSR until he started showing that he could hardly handle it. His mental health deteriorated and his stress did nothing but grow and he began to threaten and grow desperate to please. Then, he crashed, and was suddenly without pressure and stress, but without any contacts when he found he needed help.
Recently, he’s changed from a pressurized, thoughtless person to someone really considerate. Not only does he value life and existence, but now he values other people and their social livelihoods. He was already caring, but now he’s so empathetic that he puts himself second and wants badly to quell his loneliness rather than try to make himself happy in other ways. Ivan has changed from someone free and light to someone who thinks too much until they’re not thinking at all.
WHY YOU LOVE THEM: He’s a big dork, and I’m not sure why I love him if not to display the human spirit after it’s been chewed up beyond it’s control. Nothing Ivan did while a child determined that his life would be painful, and nothing he did determined when he would become a soldier, or work within the upper echelon of his government. It just happened but it twisted his life and his life grew more and more painful. A previous RP character was based on how the soul deals with the evil they’ve created, and one before it was an exploration in feeling pain. It’s just another stage in me spending years building up characters, and I don’t know what I’ll ever do with what I’ve learned with Ivan, but hopefully something.
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curiouslich · 5 years
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I will start by saying I made promises to people that I would never hurt myself again. Suicidality runs deep in my mind, in my darkness, and even etched into my skin and body. I tried to take my life 16 times. I have woken up, healed, and pressed on. My body will never fully heal from the trauma I put it through in my attempts to silence things, but it’s still my body.
I haven’t cut or burned myself in over 11 years now. 
But depression is a constant battle and I will say there are still many nights that I can see the demons just by closing my eyes. Then when I turn off my music I hear all of their voices. Many that have haunted me for quite some time. Some chorus’ that are brand new.
To say that I am haunted man is perhaps an understatement. While many have seen worse than I have, felt worse, it does not make my trauma any lesser. Nor should mine make anyone else’s lighter or heavier. 
We all have our own burdens to bear, and the weight is different for everyone. 
I come from a long line of people with mental health problems. My Mother suffers from depression, my father copes with eating. My Aunts struggled with drugs and now republicans, my uncle is an alcoholic that lost his job, my grandmother hated her heritage, my other grandmother hates everything her god doesn’t love which includes her own family, and my great grandfather killed himself. 
These are just a few of the skeletons in my family’s closet. I have no doubt that should anyone look into their family they will see the same. People are a collective of individuals. And none of us deal with everything well. 
So the question of the hour and the newest of my demons continues to ask “Where do I belong?”
I turned 30 this year, somehow I survived 3 decades on this planet despite wanting to die since I was 8. I have spent a long time hating myself for my birth. My parents tried for children a number of times. 
Their first attempt was a miscariage, 
Their second is me,
Third was my little brother Joseph. He was only with us for 5 mins. That is my first memory. A long blue hallway filled with windows. The sun was shining that day… I still try and visit his grave and wonder what could have been. My baby brother only lived for 5 mins, and I for 30 years. I have to endure and prosper because he was never given the chance.
Finally there is my other brother Chris. A wonderful hot headed shit that has supported me throughout my pain. He always understood that I was suffering. We talk, and joke, but I’ve never asked him if he has the same scars I do? I hope he doesn’t. One of use deserves that much.
Cycling back to the point of being haunted. I turned 30 this year and life seems to have wanted to throw my past back in my face. My Boy Scout Troop dissolved this year. When my old mentor and Scoutmaster passed on no one took his mantle, I don’t blame them. I wasn’t there I didn’t take it up. I didn’t even know any of the boys at the final court of honor. But I still went.
For my father, for my past I went and shook hands with people I had not spoken to for nearly 15 years. For a whole life time ago. It was like seeing and hearing ghosts. Seeing what the people who were once my friends had become. See the parents of my youth become fragile, and the children grow. It was one of the first times I felt old honestly.
But it's not the only time that my past has bit me this year. Back in August I wanted to do something fun for my 30th birthday. I was turning 30 after all. So I wanted to bury hatchets and extend olive branches. My best friend and brother in High School was Dave, and we have grown very far apart. 
On my 18th birthday when I was scared and going off to college he spent all night hanging out with me. On his 21st he called me first thing in the morning the next day laughing and saying he was so drunk he was scared he would die. 
Dave was the first person in High School to say. “Hey let's invite Steve” and for years after he was like blood to me. We spent so much time together his family thought we were lovers. He was never my type, but I could draw comfort from him more than any other man I’ve met. 
One of my fondest memories is back in 2014 I went to a concert with him, my wife, and my roomie. 5FDP was the lead act. I remember wrapping an arm over his shoulder and screaming out the lyrics to their cover of “Bad Company”.... I’ve never been able to capture that night again at any other concert. I doubt I ever will.
After that I got laid off and started suffering a lot. I limped through things but my memory isn’t the best around those times. 
I got my feet back under me, I got an apartment, and we even hung out a number of times. Eventually he got married, never told me, moved to MN, never told me, and I guess we moved on and never told one another. 
He was still a brother of mine though, so when I got married in 2017 I invited him to come down and see the eclipse with us. He knew my wife and I for years, I was going to pay for everything, I just wanted to have him at my side. A week before he told me he wouldn’t make it. That hurt, but I understood. But then he didn’t even send a message on the wedding day… not even a message. That hurt even more. 
I say all of this so that I can mention this. We hadn’t talked for 2 years. The man that was once my brother. So I had to invite him, I got Mel to let me do it, it was my celebration. I asked him months in advance, same deal. I’ll pay for everything, just come back to Omaha and hang out with me.
“I am not able to join.”
Six words cut deeper than I ever did…. I could have settled with no, moved on saying can’t make it, but at least talk to me. The brief formality of the reply spelled out that things were done, and regardless of any olive branch I extended that that chapter was closed, and I wasn’t going to get any further closure.
Which continues to echo in the notion of where do I even belong.
Honestly that has become more and more the question the birth of my newest demon. In November my guild of 5 years (I joined at the time of the concert above), the guild I helped, sculpt, lead, and grow dissolved. I have several words on that topic, but it wasn’t my decision to make and the writing was on the wall for some time. Either way it isn’t my focus now. 
Then in the next stage of growth in life I bought a house. I had to stop playing games and talking to my friends while I did adult shit. Handled bills, viewing loans, moving. Losing internet, getting internet….
I finally got my new house set up, I get internet and mentally run over to see my friends…
And now there is a schism. I am far enough on the outside that there isn’t a side for me to take. I like the people on both ends, they are still my friends, but somethings that have been bubbling up finally snapped while I was dealing with life.
I know others are healing, and doing what is right for them. So I suppose it’s only fair I try and sort out the same… I don’t know what caused this, perhaps it was the situation the entire time leading up to things but I feel distanced from all of my friends. I have been struggling to write, to rp, to do anything creative. I worked, and then I came home and played Video games, rinse repeat, rinse repeat.
It was what got through all of that time, knowing I could come home and laugh with them. Watch videos, play games, just have fun spending time with my friends.
So with the guild gone I spent time and effort building up a new system to play games in, to try and rekindle things, I have an entire chat room setup for when I return to raid leading… but I can’t bring myself to do anything with either. 
What audience do I have? All of my friends are the same, they love me the same. I have done nothing wrong, at least I have been told I have done nothing wrong in this situation. (Beyond isolation at this point) So the people that support me, they still all support me….
Where even a handful of weeks ago I had a single chat that I could go to, talk to people with and feel safe and at home. Now I am left with maybe, five or six rooms each with a different section of the circle. With their own feelings and thoughts. 
I had hoped that after I got this house sorted out that I could come home. To friends and family that would be there when I needed them. I know if I asked they would say they are. That when I am ready I can follow my heart to know where I belong. My heart has wanted to stop beating for 22 years. 
I have seen what comes of friends with space. And while we are all different people, all of this pain in the last few months have put me at below empty. Mixed with ever increasing work pressure, and other stressful stimuli, I am just… so very tired.
I wanted to take up the mantle of creativity, build events, run raids, and spend time with my friends this year. But now I fear I don’t have the strength to do what I enjoy.
I don’t know what I want anymore. I don’t know if I want to cry and give up, run back to my solo games, if I want to try and build my own sandbox and invite everyone to join, or if I am to adapt and learn what this new era will bring.
As we get ready to start a new decade I find it ironic that so many things are coming to an end in my life. Someone once told me “It doesn’t matter if you are ready for what tomorrow brings”, and he is right, today is what yesterday brought. 
I am writing all of this because I know a lot of people have been worried about my increasing negativity in social media. This is not exactly a cry for help or affection, but more my chance to put all my thoughts onto paper. I don’t know if this will be posted, or where, or who will read it. I am not entirely sure I care, 
So don’t reblog this, don’t like this, just let me say my piece and move on.
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fireandgloryrpg · 7 years
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Congratulations Britt and welcome! We’re so happy to accept your application to play Blossom Yeamens with the faceclaim of Olivia Holt in Fire & Glory RPG! We can’t wait to begin roleplaying with you so please remember to look over our checklist!  
!! tw: bullying !!
Out of Character Information:
Name: Brittany
Pronouns: she/her
Age: 18 (but I’ll be 19 on February 5th ;) ayyee)
Timezone: EST
Activity: Gonna be honest and say I have no idea. I’m in my first semester of college (I know, it’s weird) so I’m still lowkey/highkey adjusting to college life so I may be spotty due to homework and the four clubs I’m in (why did I do that to myself my freshman year? I have no idea, good question. Wish I knew). But, I will try my hardest to at least get some replies through daily. On the weekends, however I’ll probably be more active since most of my friends go home on the weekend and I’m left all by myself (*queue Whitney Houston*) because I live further away from school.
Anything Else?: Please be patient with me because I literally haven’t rped since RoL so I barely remember how to use themes and cut posts and shit, but I’m sure after the first few times I’ll be a pro again. Also I’m very sad the rp opened during my hell, aka midterms. Felt like that was a personal attack (jk).
Original Character Application:
Name: Blossom Yeamans
Age and Birthday: 18. June 2nd
Faceclaim: First: Olivia Holt. Second: Auli'i Cravalho.
Heritage: Daughter of Eirene
ABILITIES: None
Affiliation: Fourth Cohort
Headcanons:
Although Blossom comes off as a ray of sunshine, she does have a badass side to her. She takes her training very seriously, training almost everyday. Due to her kindness and peaceful nature, she is often assumed to be weak. She is a very strong warrior, when need be. This developing from her being bullied while in school in New York City. She was seen as a weak freak, and quickly wanted to change that. She started going to the gym more, and even took a few boxing classes to improve her skills. Once she went to Camp Half Blood, she was able to be properly trained and now can handle a sword and dagger pretty well. Of course, she would never use her skills to hurt someone, only to prove that she is not as weak as she may seem. She also developed her skills to be able to protect herself and others if a monster were to attack.
Music was always the most calming for Blossom, besides yoga of course. All she needed was a ukelele and she was good to go. She even was able to write a few songs of her own, although she never dared to share those songs with anyone else. Those songs were her own private, little secrets. Although she never would share her own songs, she was never afraid to share her talents. She always finds her ukelele and sings a song if someone is sad. Sometimes music helps a person more than communicating with them. Plus, who doesn’t like music? Music always brings a smile to everyone’s face, and a little upbeat tune never hurt nobody.
Biography:
!! tw: bullying !!
Blossom Yeamans and her father lived in Eugene, Oregon, also know as the hippiest town in the United States. Her father raised her based on his beliefs of peace and harmony, which allowed them to fit right into the hippy town. She was raised on flowers, tie-dye, and pure happiness. Everyone in the small town was so kind, so insightful, and she soaked in every second and every lesson she learned while she lived there. Her father was also a yoga instructor in Eugene, which fascinated her for as long as she could remember. The whole idea of being able to find your center and be at peace, it was what made her feel most alive. She started learning yoga at age ten, when her father finally let her be exposed to this other side of his life. Ever since, she has practiced yoga every single day of her life. To this day, she wakes up every morning at five a.m and goes outside to do her yoga, watching the sun rise. By doing this, she is able to start her day feeling relaxed, awake, and at ease. Before she was able to have a love for yoga, she had a strong love for animals. While her father was off doing his yoga lessons, she would sneak off and go feed the squirrels, birds, or any other animal she could come across. She would pet them, love them, give them all names. Animals were her friends, and at a young age she decided to stop eating meat. With Eugene having a high growth of organic plants, she was able to eat as many organic vegetables and food as she pleased, making it easy for her to become a vegetarian. As she was a young teenager, she learned what it meant to be vegan, and then decided to cut all animal products from her diet. She hasn’t ate any animal products since the day she learned about veganism, now making her a vegan for four years and a vegetarian for eight.
Although Eugene was a wonderful place to live, full of people who practiced the hippie culture just like Blossom and her father, her father had a bigger dream. He wanted to open up a yoga shop in New York City. When Blossom turned fourteen, they picked up everything and went off to chase her father’s dreams. As any daughter would be, she was supportive of her father’s decisions, but was sad to leave the town she loved so dearly. She knew nothing different, the town of tie-dye and peace was her normal. Once they made it to New York City, reality soon hit her. As she started going to school, people would make fun of her, and for the first time in her life the term “hippie” had negative connotations attached to it. She was called a freak, loser, weirdo, everything and anything. She was bullied beyond belief, and was extremely unhappy with her new life in the city. But, when she got away from school and went home, she could see how thrilled her father was about yoga shop’s success. Between her father and yoga, she was able to find peace, despite the names she would be called at school. She focused on her grades, and soon made it to number one in her class. She still spoke her beliefs and practice yoga as much as she pleased, not letting other’s negative words destroy something she loved.
Once her father found out Blossom was being teased at school, he decided to help her learn how to defend herself, incase someone were to take their harassment to an extreme. He taught her how to dodge things quickly, how to get out of difficult situations, and what to do if someone did harm her. Little did she know, this was also a little introduction to what she would need to learn at Camp Half Blood. She became fast, and could honestly kick some ass when she needed to. Of course, she never did. She was an advocate of peace, she would never lay a hand on someone unless it was for her own protection. Even though she was good at moving fast and defending herself, she never thought she would need these skills.
The older she got, the more curious she got about her mother. Her mother was never discussed, but she did have one piece of her. A necklace, a necklace that she wore all day everyday. Her father said that her mother had left it for her, as a piece to remember her by. The necklace was simple, but meaningful. It had the universal sign for piece on a simple chain, and inside of it were flowers that always smelt amazing no matter how long she wore it. It was a keepsake, something to remind her of her culture, and of the mother she never had the pleasure of meeting. While living in New York City, she figured she had nothing to lose. She started to ask questions. Who was her mother? Where had she gone? Did she care about her? Eventually, her father cracked and explained that her mother was a Greek goddess, Eirene, the goddess of peace. The necklace her mother had given her was a hint. The peace sign on it indicated her mother was the goddess of peace, and the smell of the flowers protected her from dangerous monsters. It all made sense, why Blossom felt so passionate about the world being a better, peaceful place. But, there was more. There was camp, a camp full of people that were children of gods and goddess, just like her. She decided she had nothing to lose, since her school life wasn’t exactly the best. For the second time, she packed everything up and moved to a new place, Camp Half Blood. After being at Camp Half Blood, she decided to transfer to Camp Jupiter, where she was put in the fourth cohort.
Para Sample:
“You’re weak.”
“You fight like a girl.”
“You’re such a freak.”
“Go be a hippie somewhere else.”
“You don’t belong here.”
Although these were harsh words, these words always motivated Blossom. Those words were said by very unhappy individuals. People who wanted to take their anger and sadness out on her. Hurt people hurt people, but that didn’t mean that Blossom had to continue that chain.
One punch.
One punch into the punching bag for the guy who constantly followed her around for the sole purpose of tormenting her. He constantly told her she was weak. She believed in world peace, an “idiotic notion that was never going to happen”, according to him. How was he so sure? Did he have no faith in humanity? He obviously had not faith in her. If he did, he would leave her alone. Why was he so persistent in trying to bring her down?
Two punches.
Two punches into the punching bag for her trainer who told her she fought like a girl. Yes, fought like a girl. What does that even mean? Anyone can fight, when did gender become part of that? Did fighting like a girl mean she was weak? As a response, she worked out more, more specifically worked out her arms. She developed more muscle. With more muscle, she couldn’t be weak, right?
Three punches.
Three punches for the girl who always would look at her outfits and call her a freak. What was so freaky? Was it the fact that she always had on the brightest colors in the room while everyone else wore the darkest shades of each color? She liked bright colors, it wasn’t her fault that everyone else was so dull and enjoyed darkness. Or was it just freaky that someone could possibly stand out so much? Personally, Blossom never met another person that stood out quite like she did. She liked that part about herself though, it made her unique. Why did no one else like it? What was so hard for them to understand?
Four punches.
Four punches for the girls she tried to become friends with. She tried so hard to gain their friendship, until one of them told her to go be a hippie somewhere else. What did that even mean? Where was she supposed to go? New York was her home now, not by choice but by chance. She was supposed to be her hippie self here. Why was no one else like her? Why did no one understand her culture here?
Five final punches.
Five final punches for the guy who said she didn’t belong. Belong where? On this Earth? In the school? In this state? In this country? On this continent? There were so many possibilities, how was she supposed to know which one he meant? He must of meant at the school, because she knew that she didn’t belong there. She didn’t fit in, but that was okay. Believe it or not she liked not fitting in. It gave her freedom, it taught her not to care what other people think. It taught her what anger felt like, an emotion she never had before moving to New York with her father. She was always the happy kid, and to be thrown into a school with such hateful kids was life changing to stay the least.
She kept punching.
“Blossom? Hey, Blossom?” She faintly heard. It sounded like the voice was miles away. Suddenly, she was sucked out of her trance has she felt a light hand fall on her shoulder. “I think you’ve done enough. We’ll see you again next week, right?” her defence instructor asked with a bit of a worried look on her face.
“Right. Of course! I wouldn’t miss it for anything,” she assured her instructor with a bright smile. “I’ll come back stronger next week,” she stated and simply walked out of the room after that.
She would come back stronger next week because plenty more of rude things would be said to her at school, but she knew that their words wouldn’t hurt her, not in the slightest. Their words would make her stronger. Their words would make her faster. Their words would make her into a warrior, a warrior that fought for peace and love (and could also kick some serious ass if needed).
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hathlostway · 7 years
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REPOST,  DON’T  REBLOG!  
NAME:  alexis NICKNAME:   lex, edgy (on psn) AGE:  25 FACECLAIM:   none PRONOUNS:  any is fine with me HEIGHT:  5'1 BIRTHDAY:  march 2nd AESTHETIC: uhhhh it’s all over really. 1920s-30s U.S mobsters. think boardwalk empire, al capone’s chicago. 60s-80s just all those decades aesthetics. Mod to disco to big haired bands. especially music wise. fantasy and sci-fi of course. the film that can sum up pretty well my favorite aesthetic is The Fifth Element. ok listen i know the story is, uhhhhhhhhh, especially with the born yesterday narrative going on, which i don’t care for at all. but how bright and fast paced everything is i love. LAST  SONG  YOU  LISTENED  TO: l’amour looks something like you - kate bush
FAVOURITE  MUSE(S)  YOU’VE  WRITTEN:  listen. i’ve been rping since 2010 and my very first muse was aph prussia okay. i know hetalia is garbage, like i know, but i’ll always enjoy gilbert’s dumbass. it helps i love history a lot. but then for a while i just stopped rping and only recently got back this summer lmao. but John Constantine is a recent favorite. i can write him so easily.
WHAT  INSPIRED  YOU  TO  TAKE  ON  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE  ( THAT  YOU  ARE  POSTING  THIS  ON ): i wanted a fantasy muse to write with @these-quiet-delights but i was too lazy to make an oc so i figured a canon character. i’m so sorry ree i could have written anyone else who’d be complimentary but i chose garbage.
WHAT  ARE  YOUR  FAVOURITE  ASPECTS  OF  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE:   initially it’s not really an aspect but since inquisition when i found out samson was from DA2 i had to go back and play and see for myself. because he’s such an obscure character to bring back for a bigger part imo? even if in inquisition you only see him briefly and most of it is reading or hearing about him until the temple of mythal. so i always thought that was interesting and almost random. i mean i could barely remember him in da2. 
but i like how he treated the red templars under him? and especially Maddox. he was so proud of them, boasting about their prowess and beyond that caring for them. one of the letters has him ordering more elfroot for pain when they’re turning. and Maddox who he went back for in Kirkwall during the uprising and take him with him. and okay i’m not trying to erase the shit he did, because he did fuck shit, like forcing people to take red lyrium. having people basically enslaved at emprise du lion with mining and growing more red lyirum. as well as other things. i know that. but after reading the short story Paper & Steel that’s when i came to really like him. he was an interesting villain somewhat but then it added onto him, how he believed in the red templars and the goal to destroy the chantry by any means necessary. even if it was under corypheus. he literally walks through the red templar camp and makes sure they’re eating, checks on those who aren’t wholly human anymore like the behemoths. him sitting with Maddox and joking with his friend even if the other can’t feel joy. just those small things make him human and have feelings. he’s just an anti-villain that was really nobody, back alley addict that got handed power and tried to do the right things in his mind. but going about it the most evil of ways. i just like trash underdogs that at least tried for something. even if it was the worst way possible.
WHAT’S  YOUR  BIGGEST  INSPIRATION  WHEN  IT  COMES  TO  WRITING: i uh couldn’t really say? i mean i’ll watch a film or listen to music and get an urge to write. maybe ultimately the people i write with the most or plot with are my biggest inspiration? when i get someone who’s engaged in the rp or our muses it’s 10x more fun and i love seeing things that remind me of our muses. love reading what the other person writes and especially reading ooc comments when your muse does something.
FAVOURITE  TYPES  OF  THREADS:  go d i don’t know how to explain this one. but threads that really make you feel? like i’ve cried writing some replies to @arkhevia on one of my other accounts. that’s some good shit. or crying when she’s replied or wrote something for me. i think action and funny threads are, well, fun. but when shit gets you to have more then an emotional response then ‘oh this is a good reply!’ but you’re leaking from your eyes that’s some good shit.
BIGGEST  STRUGGLE  IN  REGARDS  TO  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE: samsons a new muse and i don’t feel i do him justice; sometimes i struggle if i’m being too nice or too harsh. his personality is a bit more serious then i’m used to writing. i try not to let it bother me and tell myself next time i reply it’ll be better. idk lmao just gotta keep improving.
TAGGED  BY: @blackwine ty <3 ! TAGGING: @intoxicatiing , @sxbjectxvii , @samahll , @loveardently , @fadedreamed , @magicbound &anyone else that wants to do it! idk who’s all done it by now.
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raitrolling · 8 years
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i fucked up and answered the wrong symbol but fuckit im still doing this
☾ - What was the first idea that inspired the creation of each of your trolls, and do they still embody that idea now?
listed in order of creation, and some of these answers are gonna get really fuckin long so prepare yourself for masses of textwalls
charon: ive gone over his history in this ask here, so tl;dr version: i wanted to make a light greenblood who was creepy and loved blood and fighting. thats it. why people like this guy even though his origin is literally being Edgy(tm) is beyond me. while blood and fighting are still his main interests, his creepiness is no longer being creepy for the sake of being ‘ooh hes so evil and InSaNe xD xD xD’ to actually having motivations and becoming a legitimate threat to others.
skathi: I DONT THINK IVE EVER ACTUALLY TALKED ABOUT OLD!SKATHI BEFORE SO ONLY FORMER MSPAF MEMBERS REMEMBER THAT DUMPSTER FIRE LMAO. but basically skathi’s original concept was vaguely inspired by The Importance of Being Earnest since i was studying that play at the time, but rather than being a british gentleman who invents an alternate identity as an excuse to fuck off to the country or invents a sick relative as an excuse to avoid boring social events, she was a lowblood posing as a highblood because people she fucked over burned down her hive. however that idea didnt work at all because she was complete shit at hiding her blood so that got scrapped, and shes been completely remade twice. now the only concepts that have stayed through the revamps is that she’s an axe-wielding Flarper who uses poisons and got her hive burned down.
cvetka: cvetka’s another character who’s been completely revamped and reset, but her concept hasnt really changed as much. originally she had chlorokinesis that went awry all the fuckin time because whatever man im 16 i can write whatever bullshit i want (aka no reason at all). also she was inspired by the Victorian Era + the language of flowers because i was studying that at the time (you will see this becomes a common thing). then i cant remember if it got confirmed in the comic or if it just because a commonly accepted headcanon on mspaf that highbloods didnt have psiionics at all (whats a vriska) so that got scrapped. then in her revamp she became a complete recluse because pacifism is a no-go on alternia, and while i find that shes become a much better written / well-thought out character as a result, my chances to rp her have become severely limited.
katrin: was my self-insert. originally she was painfully shy and couldnt really talk to anyone without get super embarrassed, and also she was an artist instead of a writer. then everything changed when the fire nation attacked she got a boyfriend. its kinda funny tho because she had no interest in working or getting rich until she met gerrel, yet she ended up on the complete opposite path to him by becoming a thief and running scams with her moirail at the time. then a shitload of events occurred (most of them retconned out of her backstory but their effects on her character still remain. also we dont talk about 90% of those events because i was a Bad Writer at the time and im embarrassed by everything and nearly anxiety-vomit whenever people go ‘hey remember this’ BYE) and we got the piece of shit raccoon thief we all know and love. also ive mentioned this heaps of times before but at one point she had robolimbs cuz both her arms got shot off but i retconned that to having the bullets graze her because i hated drawing her cybernetics lmao. the only things that’ve really stayed with her is that she’s still really awkward and a little shy, as well as still retaining a lot of my negative traits from her self-insert days.
viltau: ive also talked about vil’s history in another ask, but tl;dr wanted a Gatsby troll cuz i was studying the book at the time, ended up making an Edgelord. he’s still pretty gatsby-esque, being a rich guy who worked his way up to the top (tho nowhere near as drastically since he’s already a highblood) and throws a lot of parties, but since he’s a huge literature nerd now he’s a lot more self-aware and aims to purposely embody tropes from his favourite novels. i still like the idea of yellowblood!viltau (and his old sprites are adorable i mean look at him), but i have a lot more fun writing him as he is now. he’s almost a parody of himself, yet simultaneously played completely straight.
somerl: he was originally inspired from me going through my photo albums from times ive been to Hamilton Island on holiday, and in particular the one night i went on a cruise on The Banjo Paterson. i liked the idea of a cute sailor troll, and that was all he got characterwise. then, like katrin, he developed as a result of a bunch of events occurring to him and that’s how he gained a personality. he’s still a cute sailor troll, but now he’s a paranoid insomniac sailor troll with an obsession for superstitions and hatred for seadwellers and women. seadweller women are his worst nightmare.
dismas: his origin is actually kinda funny cuz i was watching this amv, and around about the time that Birthday Massacre song starts playing there’s this white-haired kid who appears and i thought he was the coolest thing ever. to this day i still have no clue who he is or what anime he’s from. also because it’s still 2011 and I Was A Teenage Edgelord i had an embarrassing obsession with Izaya from Durarara so of course dismas had to be an informant who fucks with everyone. originally he was yellow!viltau’s assistant who carried out all the shady jobs and was my go-to troll for killing off ocs i got bored of but they had history with other people’s trolls so i couldnt just get rid of them. then his original concept got combined with vil when i retconned vil into being an indigoblood. when i brought him back i kept the informant stuff and the Edgyness, but now he’s edgy to make fun of the fact he was a legitimate edgelord played 100% straight back in the day. also his roboarm switched sides because i forgot which arm he lost lmao.
aegiel: did a complete 180 in terms of character concept, and went through a bunch a revamps before i even started rping her. originally she was inspired by Hollywood Undead (particularly the song city), and was actually a super hemorebel who managed to escape capture and culling by having probability manipulating psiionics that ensured luck was always on her side. then i scrapped that entirely because at the time i was studying the Chinese revolution and the topic of the cultural revolution came up. so then her concept switched to being based on the Chinese Red Guards, as well as partially the Russian Cheka since i studied the Russian revolution the semester prior. I thought the concept of a super hemoloyal lowblood with a fanatical dedication to the Empire would be interesting, since most hemoloyalists tended to be highbloods. the only things thatve stayed from her original concept are her name and symbol, as well as her laughing quirk being a remnant of how her lusus was originally a cheshire cat.
aiolos: i dont really remember where his original concept came from, apart from i remember seeing a fanart of a 1920s style Scout from TF2 and liking the idea of a courier troll. i know i drew his original design in history class while watching Doctor Zhivago but i dont remember anything about that movie to know if that had any bearing on his character lmao. originally he was pretty rude and kinda sleazy, which ended up morphing into the sass you see today. he hasnt really changed much from his original concept, but its more that his character has grown over time.
kalpan: ok i have a confession to make. the reason why i made kal was because there were a shitload of anonbloods on mspaf that were either A. really bad at hiding their anonblood status, or B. were all almost always tyrianbloods in disguise who would pull rank every time someone gave them shit for being anon. and me, being the egotistical piece of shit i am, decided that i wanted to make a good anonblood. so kal’s blood was kept secret and she stayed out of trouble so that itd never get revealed, and her reasoning for being anonymous was just that she didnt really care my dude. she hasnt really strayed too far from her original concept, but rather expanded on the reason why shes so casually apathetic and gave her more of a backstory.
leithe: leithe’s original concept was something i dreamed up, no joke. from what i remember from the dream, i went to like a superhero school or something, and there was this one kid whose power was to cancel out other people’s powers so he’d be the one to save other kids when they lost control of their powers. his power also looked like a bubble that’d envelop himself and the other person whose powers he was cancelling out, so when i made him a fantroll that turned into an invisible field in which his psiionics were constantly active. and instead of being a hero, leithe was just an average dude who’d take up odd jobs here and there so he could have the skills to get a good job in the fleet. conceptwise he hasnt changed much, although hes become less tolerate of other lowbloods over time and he grew 500% more eyebrow.
pratap: was the first new troll i made after starting this blog. his first idea was a cute little seadweller who didnt really understand why other trolls were suspicious of him and his innocent offers to take them to his cafe for coffee. then shortly after making him, I studied Great Expectations in my uni literature class, and loved the idea of pratap getting a mentor who turns him from an innocent little kid to a typical shithead member of high society. that plot was going pretty well but fell through because of Reasons (read: i no longer associate with the other rper), so now he’s stuck in limbo characterwise but id love to pick it up again sometime.
errett: i say this every time i bring up errett’s history but haha remember when this guy was supposed to be cute. so errett was supposed to be in a group of trolls inspired by the four main elements from the game OFF., but pwo and i never got anyone to fill the spots for the elements of metal and plastic so it was just errett and his troll karnvr. and yeah, errett was supposed to be cute and his rudeness was meant to just be cutesy ‘ill puff up my cheeks and get angry and everyones gonna think im adorable’ but that got thrown out the window the moment i started rping him and he became a complete cunt. then we started thinking up a backstory for him and he became even more of a Bitter Angry Baby, so now the only elements that’ve really retained are his design and references to the game OFF..
sigrun: was inspired by those gifs of penguins falling over and the fact that i fucking love penguins and cry whenever i see cute penguin-related things. apart from being a bit more aggressive in their first draft, they havent changed much at all (probably because i never use them ever oops).
kisert: i have another confession to make. the reason why i made kisert was because i thought the whole ‘creepy little kid who talks to ghosts’ troll was overdone to hell and back so i wanted to make a parody of it by making a troll who pretends to be creepy and talks to ghosts to con people. he’s always been a massive childish brat, but his brattiness and childishness has gotten even more apparent over the years. tho at the same time, because those tendencies have been played up, he’s become a lot more emotionally stunted and stuck in the past as a result, which i think is more interesting than his original concept.
raesul: also hasn’t really changed from her original concept. i had the Danger Days album on repeat and really liked the idea of a hemorebel radio host, and so rae was born. she’s also partially inspired by Motorcity which i was watching at the time (and never finished oops), hence her radio station being called radio BRNR, after the Burners group. while rae was always supposed to be completely different from her miss summertime identity, the differences have become a lot more pronounced now that rae is super awkward and insecure while miss summertime is loud, proud, and always in control. also miss summertime’s wardrobe went from being super girly to more punk and rock-and-rock inspired, originally i wanted to avoid that because i thought itd be too cliche but then somewhere along the line i decided ‘lol fuck it’.
shirei: is based off the pokemon pangoro, cuz one of it’s pokedex entries states how its tough and aggressive but doesnt tolerate bullies, so i thought the idea of a tough but almost motherly gang leader would be neat. i was also watching Kill La Kill and Revolutionary Girl Utena at the time, so she gained some tomboyish but also princely/fairytale-esque qualities as a result. she hasnt changed much in terms of concept and ideas, but she kinda retroactively got inspired by quite a few of the Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure protagonists (particularly Jolyne and Giorno, but also a bit of Josuke) because they were kind of similar in concept.
redeti: was made as being a part of a group for trolls based on santa’s reindeer that i was doing with pwo. red is a combination of the ideas i had for Dasher and Vixen, and when i first designed him we joked that he looked like a lovechild between viltau and kitaer, so his interests became snowcones and murder to reference that. while he’s still a part of the Northern Lights crew with all the other reindeer inspired trolls we made, he’s become more detached from everyone else as a result of making friends with people outside the community. but in terms of original concept and ideas, he hasn’t really changed apart from probably becoming a lot more naive and dense over time.
fannar: is another troll from the Northern Lights crew, although they were made about a month after. they were kind of based off my idea for Donner, but also a mix between one of my older trolls i got rid of and my old Hetalia oc Antarctica. since they werent going to be a reindeer troll, i wanted them to be an outsider to the group, hence their polar bear lusus and their sickly constitution making it difficult for them to live in their current environment. originally they legitimately hated redeti’s guts and wanted him dead, but over time it’s become more of just a simple blackcrush that’s made them very protective of him.
nancor: ive mentioned this before, but his original concept came about because of this video and me deciding i really liked xatu. i had also seen The Book Thief recently, and loved the character of Death (i havent read the book yet tho dont judge me), so that’s where nan’s whole ‘pleasant but morbid angel of death’ came from. he’s also somewhat based on a couple characters from Hamatora (which is an alright series but the 2nd season is a complete dumpster fire and you should only watch if you want to watch a show fly so far off the rails it becomes hilarious), such as Ratio’s power requiring him to cover up his eye, and Moral’s design (as well as Izuru Kamukura from Danga Ronpa being another design insp). he’s always been kind of a silly character with his dumb puns and the fact that he walks around wearing a blindfold and fights with semaphore flags, but the more serious aspects of his personality didnt come in until much later.
eichio: another troll that started out as a huge fuckin joke, i saw this vine and wanted to make a troll who used noisemakers as their strife weapon. his mimicry and talent with musical instruments was just random brainstorming, and his whole ‘mimicking other trolls so he can learn how to act properly and pick up their behaviours to become likeable’ became a thing because i didnt know what personality or interests to give him. then i really started to explore the concept of a troll who has been raised to be nothing but the perfect people pleaser and even more perfect servant, and the effects that would have on someone’s mentality. he also developed an anxiety disorder cuz i got diagnosed with GAD and realised how much of myself id unintentionally put in him. its kinda amusing how a character who was originally supposed to just be a blank slate ended up so complex, but i really like how much hes grown as a concept.
davitt: dav was made for that meme that went around where you and a friend had to come up w. 2 ocs in secret and not reveal them until they were both done, and then you had to figure out how to ship them together, so i came up with him while pwo made walker. i was watching How To Get Away With Murder at the time, so i really liked the idea of a corrupt lawyer who used loopholes to get all his clients out of being found guilty, and was only in the job field for money and the fact it was really easy for a tealblood to become a Legislacerator. but, since im incapable of making trolls that arent also huge fuckin dorks, he was also a huge lazy piece of shit cat who hoarded random garbage and came up with dumb ways to be efficiently lazy. over time his corrupt and greedy ways have fallen to the wayside in favour of the more comically serious side to his personality, though they’re still slightly there since he is primarily a defense lawyer and we all know those types of lawyers are the devil.
ananta: ana is based off the game OneShot, which i played and fell in love with instantly. a lot of their concept stems from the game, ranging from superficial stuff such as their appearance resembling Niko and how their strife weapon is a lightbulb, but also the technical aspects of the game such as their unforgiving personality being a reference to how you only get one shot at the game, and their hobby as a hacker referencing how the game does shit to your computer as part of a puzzle. the resemblance was apparently so close that the creator of the game reblogged my concept art for ana, which im both still flattered and embarrassed about. like a lot of my recent characters, their core concept hasnt really changed, but rather ive focused a lot more on aspects of their personality like their extreme bitterness to hide their vulnerablity, and their loneliness as a result of the events in their life and the facade they put up.
soroll: is a literal meme. hes based off the ‘scream at own ass’ opossum meme, and is part of a group of meme animal trolls owned by pwo, who is also a huge memer. again his concept hasnt really changed since hes always been kinda dumb but with a huge heart, but over time hes become more of a mother hen type since he ended up unintentionally gravitating towards trolls who never took care of themselves so hed fuss over them. also i have no clue what happened to his quirk over time or even what accent its meant to resemble now lmao.
benrii: is based off Sanetoshi Watase from one of my favourite anime of all time, Mawaru Penguindrum. like ana, he’s not so much a direct rip of the character (apart from appearance) but more of an amalgamation of references to the series, so you have things like his obsession with fate mirroring the theme of the show, his apple bombs referencing the symbolism of apples that appears constantly, and the fact that he’s 9.5 sweeps refers to the 95 arc number in the show. also at one point i fell into a huge rabbit hole and ended up reading up about cults and biblical shit so that’s where his god complex came from. the whole ‘being addicted to praise and acting out for attention’ aspect of his personality didnt come about until much later, and thats now the dominant part of his character as a whole.
rosato: is another troll based on memes and joke posts on tumblr rifp, but this time its those posts on modern vampires and people not recognising they’re actually vampires and seeing things like their sudden aversion to the sun and garlic to just be weird coincidences. so then i came up with the idea of a forgetful rainbowdrinker who refused to believe theyre actually dead because they forgot how they got killed and assumes all the associated Weird Vampire Shit are just coincidences. he’s also got a shitload of Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure references in him because this was around about the time i got into the series. after errett failed, rosato was my second attempt at making a shy and cute but kinda mean troll, but once again he ended up becoming a full-blown rude asshole.
zotick: i was reading Vento Aureo and thought ‘you know Gold Experience is a fuckin cool power, what if I tried to make it less OP and turn it into a fantroll’. thus, zot was born. like rosato, his design and personality are a bunch of references to Giorno, and his love of bugs/scorpions/lizards/etc came from the fact that whenever Gold Experience turned something into an animal, its always something gross and dangerous. like eichio, i couldnt decide on any interests so i took the cheater’s way out and made it that he got bored easily so he doesnt stick to any main hobbies apart from bugs and pranks. Over time, he became more obnoxious and annoying, which was mostly because every single bug-related post on this site i could find was a fuckin meme.
Indi and Kaiman: im putting these two together because i came up with their concepts at the same time. firstly, i wanted to make trolls who were interested in the paranormal and aliens and shit, and secondly, i wanted them to be not quite siblings but grew up so closely they could basically be considered the Alternian equivalent of brothers. They were supposed to look similar in appearance and clothing too, but when i drew my first concept of indi i really liked what i came up with but it didnt suit how i envisioned kai so they ended up becoming completely different. i also wanted indi to be the quiet one and kai to be the loud one, but then i liked the idea of them being completely conflicting in terms of first impressions and ‘real’ personality. while their concepts never strayed away from their original idea, they definitely became a lot more developed and evolved once i started talking about them to ez, who was designing mauban at the time. from their interactions with mau, indi became a lot more extroverted but also trusting and optimistic, whereas kai became more judgmental and standoffish than i had initially intended, which i thought was a neat contrast.
mikiel: he’s Ghiaccio from Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure. that’s it. character analysis over. ok i lied, but a lot of his character concept came from the fact that i really loved Ghiaccio’s design, personality, and powers, and really wanted to make a troll like that. funnily enough his gang affiliation is not a reference to Passione / La Squadra, but rather because i wanted to add more characters to the red scarves. the whole mutant thing is because i really wanted him to have psiionics but also wanted him to be a blueblood, and the fact that his powers are nigh uncontrollable is me reusing original!cve’s chlorokinesis idea, this time the reason being because his body cant handle an ability that supposed to be only seen in lowbloods rather than just Because Shut Up. he was actually supposed to be aggressive and Angry(tm) all the fuckin time, but after a while i considered that his life is actually really fuckin depressing so he gained ‘depression’ as his second emotion. now i try to focus more on his defeatist nature as opposed to anything else because otherwise he feels just kinda one-note.
aislin: is based on Alphys from Undertale, because i really like making characters based on my fav indie rpgs apparently. i got to that part in the game when you realise that alphys has been watching you from the very beginning, and thought a troll with surveillance-based psiionics would be a really neat concept over making Yet Another Geeky Scientist (although ais is interested in science to reference alphys, she just doesnt practice it). in terms of personality, she’s katrin 2.0, because as much as i love kat how she is right now, i really missed her adorably yet painfully shy personality that she used to have. i am also v. protective of ais and the types of trolls she interacts with because i refuse to have another Incident. so its more of a return to original concepts that earlier characters once embodied.
lanthi: came about because A. I was watching Owarimonogatari and i fuckin love Ougi and B. it was finally time for me to make a subjug. her chucklevoodoos are a play on the fact that Ougi is scarily good at prompting people into figuring out the exact answers they’re looking for, and especially in the Sodachi arcs how she was able to make Araragi remember everything about his past that he’d blocked out of his mind just by asking the right questions and the right time. for lanthi, i interpreted that as fabricating memories through suggestion, so her targets become more receptive to listening to her since they suddenly recall her as a familiar face they can trust. i havent really done much with her so i dont rly have anything to say, other than i still have no clue what the fuck she is.
velour: oh boy, velour. i had so many concepts for this fucker that it was hard for me to settle on one. along with being a celebrity fashion designer and vlogger who happens to be a lowkey con artist, other concepts i had in mind were a matchmaker, and a borderline yandere who uses his celebrity status to lure in targets to fall in love with him. i scrapped the latter two ideas (tho now the yandere thing gets referenced by the fact he gets fans paying him to act out their own weird celebrity stalker fantasies LMAO), and somehow managed to mash together all my concepts into an actual troll. he took the longest for me to figure out, and it wasnt until after i made liiore and gave him a past with him + mikiel where everything started to click, but now everything works and im super happy w. him.
liiore: was somewhat of an offshoot of my many velour concepts, since along with the celebrity idea i was also thinking of an ex-celebrity concept as well. also one night i was reading the PokeSpe page on Bulbapedia and it mentioned one of the main characters being an ex-celebrity who became a shut-in after he got too overwhelmed by the lifestyle, and i really liked that concept. so then liiore was born. he was also my 3rd attempt at making a cute shy boy character, except this time i nixed the ‘but also grumpy in a cute way’ so i wouldnt end up with Yet Another Errett or Rosato. now hes a huge dopey ball of adorable shyness.
daimon: so when i first played Awakening i made a Fire Emblem-inspired troll who didnt really click with me so i scrapped them almost immediately. then Fates came around and I fell in love with every single archer but especially Niles and Takumi, so i was like ‘yknow what lets try round 2 for an FE troll’. so dai is a mishmash of all the Fates archers (but Niles remained the main inspiration so that’s why his appearance and personality is closest to him), as well as kinda more Arthur than Setsuna simply because i thought a troll with impossibly bad lukc would be hilarious. and also hilariously tragic, hence his backstory. since i havent really rped him that much he hasnt really changed in concept, but he also became inspired by Jake Peralta from Brooklyn Nine-Nine after i started watching that and now i cannot unsee dai in jake help me.
callan: is based on a combination of ‘The Phantom Thief’ trope, Bungou Stray Dogs (particularly Dazai and Chuuya in terms of design), and the fact i was talking about my faceblindness issues with my parents and thought ‘hey a character who no one can remember what they look like would make a great thief’. and i was thinking about rosato’s backstory and really wanted to make an npc to fill in the gaps re: how he died but whoops i got attached to the concept and now ive got a legit troll on my hands. i was also thinking about how i have way too many pretty + well-dressed + cultured male trolls so i kinda made callan a different spin on my own predicability by making him look smart and cultured but really not giving a shit about anything of the sort. he loves the theatre but only if theyre musicals with a lot of comedy, he steals art and knows his art history but only so that he can definitely steal something of worth that isnt going to end up a forgery, he’s sharp dressed because it attracts attention given his caste, and he drinks beer because he looks like a guy who’d prefer wine.
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once again, thank you so much to everyone who applied ! every app went above and beyond what we expected, so some of these decisions were incredibly difficult ! i know everyone says this, but if we could have accepted every single app, we 100000% would have. i’m super hopeful that some of you will consider filling up our last two spots because we really would love to have you ! the submit has been reopened just in case anyone is interested !
onto those accepted, congratulations ! you can find all the information, as well as some lil notes from us below the cut. you now have twenty-four hours to turn your account in ! our post acceptance page is now up for use, so please continue on to there after reading your name ! i’ll be adding triggers to the rules and pronouns to the muse masterlist as soon as possible !
anton van dalen will be played by LILAC (aest)     - not to be creepy ? but we were obsessed with both you and your anton from the moment we received your app weeks ago. we both kept an eye on your blog, every addition making us lose our minds, n we shared a good chuckle at anton’s jokes. we’re both excited for his purity to lighten the mood, but also feel that fear and need to protect him ? if there’s one muse that doesn’t deserve all the drama we have planned, it’s anton. still, it’s going to be so much fun ! are adelina and freddie’s crushes even ic anymore ? are we quality enough to pull this off ? welcome to the group !
apollo corella will be played by SUTTON (cst)     - imagine being extra enough to send in two different apps for the same muse… oh, nevermind. sike, we loved it ! both were a joy to read and whatever direction you choose to take apollo in is more than okay with us (as long as you keep the dragging in character bc ngl ? i’m a little bit scared), so [ me vc ] follow your heart ! we can’t wait to get extra with u !
artemis corella will be played by MADS (est)     - your apps were so fun to read that i was literally excited to thread with you the second i saw the first one. your artemis is the actual love of my life so i really hope you’re happy with her ! alex let me know we had an arty app by messaging me ‘she went in’ and honestly ? alex did not lie. everything in your app was just so artemis through and through and we loved getting to see both the side of artemis that everyone wants to be best friends with as well as something a little deeper. honestly she’s just such a beautiful character and we are dying over it, so ! welcome !
balthazar rumkowski will be played by CLAIRE (aest)     - if balthazar wasn’t already haunting our nightmares ? he absolutely is now. and in that nightmare ? we are tubs of yogurt sitting in his fridge. this is going to be a recurring meme in the group chat, i already know it. on the dash ? cannibalism accusations. you definitely made baz deserving of this underlying fear some of the other muses seem to have of him. when you described his spine chilling mannerisms ? spines were chilledt. can’t wait to rp with you and probably get murdered by your muse !
barbara savenkov will be played by SARAH (est)     - ok immediately we were amazed by the touch of reality you brought to barbara in your app ! even we had a hard time with seeing her as anything other than this eclectic white witch vibe she gives off immediately, but you found a way to ground her and tie all aspects of her life together in a way where she still maintains such a specific aesthetic. barbie has been one of our favorite muses from the beginning and we’re really keen to fall even more in love with her !
elaine mulani will be played by MIA (cst)     - thank you for bringing us the very necessary rich girl with an attitude ! elaine is an extremely important part of the group, and we’re so glad that she’s going to be represented by someone who clearly loves and appreciates her ! i’m obsessed with the idea of someone who has very human, very realistic fears, but realizes that they’ll have to be overcome in order to achieve what is wanted. this whole thing is obviously very new to elaine, but she’s all over it and willing to do whatever it takes, even when that calls for her to be more careful and plan her next steps carefully. were so, so keen to see this played out in interactions ! welcome to the group !
giselle o’connor will be played by NICOLE (pst)     - uhhhhh i’ve used this word too many times at this point but… am i obsessed with your giselle ? absolutely. i was so mcfreakin excited reading the answers to the questions because i just got so much from giselle and every response was so satisfying. this is a muse i’m desperate to know everything about but if i were face to face with them ? lbr i’m not saying shit because giselle will hand you your ass if you annoy her. no pressure, but we’ll be watching the dash for giselle’s interactions because everyone is going to have so much fun getting to know them !
remi tautolo will be played by CHELSEA (est)     - welcome ! your remi will truly be such an iconic addition to this group because we can already sense that drama they’re going to provide. not only in conflict and rivalries, but also the trouble he might cause with his impulsiveness ? who doesn’t love a character that does exactly what they want and tells it like it is ? this is a force to be reckoned with and i can’t wait for other muses to try, because there’s something both funny and exciting about the thought that remi will never allow himself to be outdone. if he thinks he’s the best, i absolutely agree with him !
sidonie warren-roberts will be played by ALEXIS (est)     - firstable: all the sidonie apps were so above and beyond that if i could join an rp that was nothing but all four of those sidonies n me ? i’d die there bc that would be a dream. what really sold us here is just how much you love sidonie ? bc it’s clearly a huge amount. and you’ve taken that and turned it into all… this… incredible content. we had a little gasp the first time we saw you write for sidonie because it was just so perfect… and deep ? this is a legit muse that no one but you will ever get to know in her entirety. those beautiful prompts to those emotional n honest tags ? we’re all rekt ! also, happy birthday !
vaughn moon will be played by NALA (est)     - you said it best with ‘vaughn is such a honey’ because… he really is such a honey. we’ve both been left hopelessly infatuated with your muse and literally everyone else is about to join the stan club. the real life (except not really) “hello ladies. look at your man. now back to me. now back at your man. now back to me. sadly, he isn’t me.” old spice guy. and it is sad, bc vaughn is everyone’s dream mans. you ? are our dream vaughn. welcome to the group !
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