#ooc. » .001 ✦

[ct-anon]

Hello again, Rotomblr.

Let me say, I am very impressed at the amount of reception my prior poll got, I believe it’ll be good if I continue doing this.

For my second week poll, considering recent events with an old friend of mine.

(Reminder, I, nor anyone else, can see who responds in a poll. Respond truthfully, please.)

Feel free to answer, reblogging with an explanation garners more attention, which garners more answers. Reminder this is about your current region, though if you have anything to say about a prior region that’s also fine.

[secr3trings]

while i’m burning like a mf — it’s time !

PERMANENT STARTER CALL.

as i am slowly getting back into actually writing — i believe it’s time for one of these as i’m now passed 100 posts here.

BY LIKING THIS POST YOU HAVE GIVEN ME PERMISSION TO :

tag you in random starters.

tag you in things i see fit for our muses ( if we have any relationships. )

come in your inbox at random times ( i’m a random guy .. that’s why i always have a random tag prepared. )

talk to you in dms about plots , character ideas , etc.

make you a possible dynamic tag in the deep future.

[poison-aivi]

Yu Ijin's trauma against mothers and their daughter

yu ijin short fanfic, light angst, random character study

i need to see more ijin being haunted by the mother and daughter that he killed during his raid when he was a soldier.

where during a hangout, he and his friends were walking together on their way to the internet cafe, another session to rank their games and improve the newbies' (ijin and yuna) gaming skills.

And as they trudge against the calm warm sky, they pass by a mother and her child, the little girl's sweet youthful laughter loud on the quiet street. It would normally irk the teenage boys of loud children, but the atmosphere of the mother and daughter was too precious to dislike, much less ignore. Ijin watched as they glanced at the woman and the girl, so he followed in suit. A woman cradling a toddler girl on her hips, smiles both present on their faces —a horror-faced mother cradling her daughter's head in attempt to hide her from the terror outside the house, those young petrified eyes staring at ijin as he pointed his gun at them, before pulling the trigger— ijin spurned his head away from the motherly scene, chest suddenly needing deep breathes.

his action caused his friends to look at him and ask him what happened. Ijin looked back at them and saw their eyebrows lifted in surprise and eyes filled with worry —young petrified eyes— Ijin felt sick —mother and daughter laid dead on their own blood— Ijin felt sick. Ijin felt someone looking at him and turned to the direction of the stare; it was the young girl looking at him with a curious face —the dead girl— ijin marched to the thankfully near dumpster and cleaned his sickness out, his friends rushing beside him in hurry. Their voices clashed together at the constant ask of what happened, but what only rang to ijin was the sound of a woman, "Are you okay?"

The teenagers stopped and looked at the mother and daughter who had approached them at the sight of ijin's struggle. Ijin stared at the two, wistful eyes and regretful heart. He stepped back when the young girl stepped forward, handkerchief and candy in hand. She stepped forward, he stepped backward. "Don't come near me, i'm dirty."

"It's okay. My mom always helps me when i throw up and she never feels yucky about it. Mom gives me candies to stop me from throwing up. Here!"

His friends look at ijin for his reaction, and was surprised to see such sorrowful eyes that they weren't sure if it was even about the fact of being dirty anymore. They didn't miss his shaky hands as it inched to the girl's hands that held out a lollipop.

the woman chuckled at ijin, "it's okay, kid. you're not dirty. you didn't mean to do it anyway, it couldn't be helped. i hope you're okay. take care of him, you kids, okay?" she said towards his friends softly, then they went back on their way once again.

ijin looked down at the lollipop on his hand. she was right, it couldn't be helped. but it still didn't make him feel any less dirty.

[spiderz0mbie]

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 ; by giving a like, you are giving me permission to do the following.

-send you memes in your inbox -hit you up via discord / tumblr ims -plot -write you random starters

[ncrthernl1ghts]

LOW ACTIVITY NOTCE: August - September

howdy y'all! to make a long story short, i work in the i.t. department at a college, and the semester is about to start. we're already busy and i am pretty much permanently exhausted at this point. i'll be active where i can, but don't expect much until the semester dies down. i will say i'm more easily reached on discord, so let me know if oyu want that <3

[criticalfai1ure]

they really almost got me buying school supplies for hugo.

[willowswriting]

Muse⇥ Louis Piquet, 21-28, He/Him, Bisexual, Underground Fighter/Dealer. Connection ⇥ Boyfriend Plot ⇥ Louis shows up at Tanner's door bruised and beaten. He claims they're from the fight he had tonight, which he never attended, but they're actually from some guys that he owes money to. Open To ⇥ @musicallyiinclined.

"Would you stop looking at me like that." Louis spoke as he held the towel wrapped ice pack that the hockey player had given him upon his arrival against the left side of his face "I already told you that I'm fine." he sighed. The sad part about the whole situation was that the fighter was fine. Any normal person might be a little shaken up after getting jumped in an empty parking lot but it was simply another day for him. He knew that it was long over due. He wasn't an idiot he knew how the way that the life he lived worked. He was constantly pushing boundaries and towing the line, admittedly he had always enjoyed the rush of it.

[wardenes-official]

pinned, click for info byi !! * rpgram’s masterlist!

“ — good day, prisoners. my name is es. i’m the prison guard. this place is milgram prison. it exists to judge your sins, the ten of you. ”

* mun / mod does semi-lit rp , crack sometimes. they might also apply their own hcs onto their muse.

muse can be in either t1 or t2 timelines, depends on the question/rp. mod is very neutral on rp plots, can follow!

꒰ RP REQS — open, go ahead and do tag me !

INBOX IS OPEN — go on and ask anything ! ꒱

៹ ៸៸ ABOUT MUSE __

﹒es, they / them pronouns

﹒warden of milgram

﹒15 years old ꒱

៹ ៸៸ ABOUT MUN / MOD __

﹒ALSO es or esmod/mun ! hello there :D

﹒he / they pronouns + trans demi-boy

﹒16 years old , suspected adhd

﹒modded by @eslover ꒱

៹ ៸៸ SHIPS __

﹒es x oc [within age range] , okay!

﹒es x haruka / muu , okay!

﹒platonic ships , okay!

﹒es x anyone else not mentioned [romantic] , no.

៹ ៸៸ DNIS __

﹒smut / nsfw, this is a sfw blog.

﹒basic dni + israel / any other neg supporters

﹒ irls unless i permit you to interact

﹒ inappropriate mlgrm ships

﹒ pro/comship etc

selective block, doubt itll happen here…

៹ ៸៸ TAGS __ [WILL UPDATE OCCASIONALLY]

# ​꒰ mlgrm breakout! ꒱ — OOC TAG HEHEHE

# ꒰ prison tour ꒱ — guide around my blog (generally)

# ​꒰ ahem— an announcement ! ꒱ — important posts

# ꒰ request l. ꒱ — asks from inbox

# ꒰ crack ꒱ — crack roleplays/interactions

# ꒰ semi-lit ꒱ — semi lit roleplays/interactions

# ꒰ (un/)forgiven. ꒱ — heavy / light genres tags !

# ꒰ i won’t acknowledge it. ꒱ — trigger warnings, you have been warned.

# ꒰ working as per usual. ꒱ — random es talking posts to allow others to trigger short roleplays/interactions.

# ꒰ oh ? you want to talk ? ꒱ — first interaction posts/rbs coming from other ocs/prisoners!

# ꒰ report has been scrapped. ꒱ — ooc rbs!

# ꒰ a report has been made ! ꒱ — rbs abt rps/rpers

# ​꒰ short interrogations ꒱ — short post/rb rps longer than the length of 3 reblogs! below that isn’t tagged.

# ꒰ long interrogations ꒱ — long post/rb rps, for those who wish to do long roleplays with es instead of just 1 time interactions! only used when longer than short interrogations, assuming 6/7 reblogs. [ tag to rp <3 ]

# ꒰ ??? ꒱ — interactions w/ anonies

# ꒰ !!! ꒱ — interactions w/ ooc blogs

# ꒰ 00? ꒱ — interactions w/ ocs

# ꒰ 011 ꒱ — es interacts outside of asks

# ꒰ 000 ꒱ — interactions / rps w/ (other) es

# ꒰ jklp ꒱ — interactions / rps w/ jackalope

# ꒰ 001 ꒱ - ꒰ 010 ꒱— interactions or roleplays w/ prisoners + 09system!

៹ ៸៸ SPECIAL TAGS __ ?

# ꒰ extraction failed ?! 💫 ꒱ — magic anon!

# ꒰ smart… fridge ? ꒱ — milgram smart fridge.

# ꒰ interrogating… the warden ? ꒱ — ask games

“ — i don’t know much about you lot. what i do know is that all of you are killers—that’s it. from now on, i’ll have you all enlighten me about yourselves.

once again, welcome to milgram. have a nice life in prison. ”

[justsigma-bsd]

I'm sobbing how did this happen-

(Ignore the drafts please)

[zoragrace]

i need more people to follow so could you reblog if you're interested in interacting with a zora princess that eventually sacrifices her life for her people && a huge mechanical elephant?

[manybcdthings]

pink party

nico alvarez and tavi arison @ofwrxth

"Hey, fuck you, man." Nico calls above the music at Jakob's annoying throw as the witch abandons the game of beer pong. Annoyingly, the God damn ball still lands in Nico's drink, urging the shifter to still abide by the rules and down it in the next second. He tsks as Jakob turns his attention to Ines, but also plots revenge. The throw of the ball is intended to bounce off the Ranstromen's head but instead goes flying into Octavia Arison's champagne flute, splatters of drink hitting her in the face. "Oh, shit, I'm so sorry." Nico falls straight into placation, wandering closer with a pleading tone. "That was not my fault, Tavi. I mean it." he declares, beginning to lead the witch to the bar. "It's hot when you look at me with those crazy angry eyes, but I'll get you another one, right? Nico can fix it." he brushes a hand at some of her hair, just gently. "You wet?"

[ct-anon]

Due to the recent poll having been made a day long, (apologies on my end), I’ve decided to make another for this week so more people can answer. I will most likely make a poll with a similar question to make up for my mistake, but for now.

Feel free to answer, reblogging with an explanation garners more attention, which garners more answers.

For myself, I use my own computer, but I’ve been dabbling in using the holo caster, courtesy of a friend of mine having access to its deeper functions herself. Plus, it’s hardly used anymore across most places. Which is much more of a benefit than one may think.

Less watched.

[secr3trings]

one-liner starters with something in my playlist ...

[poison-aivi]

yu ijin headcanon: he was badly influenced by the camp when he was young

headcanon that yu ijin once was like the toxic adults around him. young, impressionable 001 that arrived at the camp barely a teenager, surrounded by men with heavy hands and dirty mouths and dark minds. Perhaps he once got influenced to smoke cigarettes, to try drugs, drink alcohols like water, lay hands on his teammates for discipline. pre-teen yu ijin, freshly two-digits old, smoked cigarettes for his stress, drank alcohol as it seemed like the only drinkable supplies around instead of mineral water, he would raise his hands to his teammates but eventually he wouldn't see it fit to his style so he didn't continue doing it for too long, and when he tried getting high for the first time, it hindered his awareness so he never tried it again, but with almost everyone around him doing it all the time, he was still exposed and experienced to the concept of drugs and illegal substances.

but of course, the naturally good-hearted ijin would eventually learn the rights and wrongs by himself. he would manage to purge out and clean all his bad habits by himself, and before he knows it, he was like a fresh new person when he came to korea. his grandfather would warn him to not go with the wrong crowd, to avoid the underage smoking/drinking teenagers and going down the rabbit hole of addiction, or getting into violence with people. his friends would childishly look up to the gangsters that smoked 'coolly', or adults that hung out at bars. he would simply nod and stay silent at those words. they didn't know how accustomed he already was to all of those things, but none of them needed to know

[spiderz0mbie]

living in marvel's new york city would be so frustrating. imagine showing up late to work because electro killed the power fighting a spider person. oh, you liked your car? sorry, hulk threw it.

[ncrthernl1ghts]

all that hype about a 100+ page callout (i stopped around page like. 25?? i should have stopped when the person said they had never even interreacted with one of the people mentioned in the callout) and its just "this person was rude to me" lmao anyways you guys 'member when callouts were supposed to protect the community from actual criminals and abusers? i 'member.