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[z0mbieaxe]

i would like to give the sewer boy a hat

maybe also a comfy jacket

the being let out a low groan of excitement, feet dragging across the ground as he stalked its way forward. ❛ jacket warm! soft and warm and heavy! but it's not cold in the sewers, it's never cold! never cold and warm! ❜ once again, eccentric speech made it a fair bit more difficult to understand what it was saying. the zombie itself was difficult to grasp, understand. ❛ fluffy jacket makes me think of mama. i will give the jacket to mama! ❜

[z0mbieaxe]

Small-Town Gothic Sentence Starters

Sentences that can work for a variety of situations, but inspired by the atmosphere of small town horror stories. 

“I haven’t seen your face around here. Who are you?” “You can’t go in there. No one is allowed in there.” “We don’t take kindly to trespassers.”  “If they catch you here, you’re dead.” “Nobody likes outsiders around here.” “There’s some things you just don’t ask questions about.” “Why is everyone giving me nasty stares?” “Whatever you do, don’t go wandering around after dark.” “Hi, where can I find the gas station? I need to get out of here.” “The people around here are really weird, aren’t they?” “You’re not welcome.” “Things were fine until people like you started showing up.” “This is the last stop for miles. You won’t find another motel.” “You can stay the night, but I suggest you leave before the sun comes up.” “I’ll show you where you’ll sleep. If you need anything, learn to live without it.” “So is everyone here in some kind of cult?” “I get an eerie feeling just walking around this place.”  “Sometimes when you see something you can’t explain, you just have to turn your head and ignore it.” “My neighbor got abducted by aliens once. That’s why he twitches.” “You probably shouldn’t drink the tap water.” “My car stalled out of town. Can I get a ride?” “I feel like some weird shit’s going on that no one talks about.” “Will someone please just explain what the hell is up with this place?” “God, I hate towns like these. It’s like being on another planet.” “You can drive to the next town, but it’s about two hours to get there.” “Why are there so many abandoned buildings?” “So why do you live here? You don’t seem like the other weirdos.” “This town’s got to have some good ghost stories, right?” “We haven’t had a visitor in a really long time.” “This town wasn’t even on the map.” “Do me a favor and be gone by morning.” “When you leave, please take me with you.”

[z0mbieaxe]

....so does that mean i can hug you or-

sewer just stared at you. ❛ you didn't answer my question. ❜

[z0mbieaxe]

Trade offer. You recieve a hug, and i recieve another day to live. (For short, ill hug you but dont kill me pls)

a frown, shoulders slouched forwards ; axe hitting the concrete grounds. ❛ what makes you think sewer kills you? don't get egotistical, tiny human!! ❜ a bit mean, perhaps. but the boy was just acting like itself. as eccentric as he may be.

[z0mbieaxe]

how are you? is the sewwer....nice???

a throaty laugh, the teenager excitedly clapping their hands together with glee. ❛ yes yes sewer is very nice! lots of rats, lots of food, doing great!! ❜ licking his lips, the boy, the creature, salivated yet again. ❛ sewer, rat, is doing good too! it just ate, he's happy! ❜

[z0mbieaxe]

Aye man, you want some food?

Not... Human brain but like, i can visit the butcher for you.

a swing of a sharp, silver object ; accompanied by harsh laughter and the repeated thuds of fingers tapping on a surface. a young boy- who couldn't be much older than nineteen-simply laughed, a black tongue hanging out of his mouth ; salivating. ❛ no no noes !! sewer can get food himself, food that live. life!! ❜ eccentric.

[z0mbieaxe]

slouched forwards, shoulders drooping ; the boy simply lowered its axe onto the ground, yet didn't dare to let go of it yet. shaky legs struggling to hold up his bodyweight, a dissapointed frown clouded his face, clawed hands loosening their grip on its weapon of choice.

❛ but axe is my friend! friend, gahah! i don't wanna let go of friend, friend is friend. ❜ they surely were eccentric, almost frightening, even. ❛ sewer doesn't wanna let go of his friend! oh, oh! what's your name funny soldier man! your head looks nice!! ❜

tw ;; mentions of blood and death.

❛ dad, dad, you look like dad!! ❜ a scratchy chuckle, as a grey-skinned teenager weilding an, undoubtedly heavier than they themself could carry, axe with them. with ash black hair covering their eyes, their face was a mystery ; yet their body was almost zombie like. strange.

❛ you, you one of those funny soldier men? my funny soldier man got shot, capow!! blood all over the ground, gahah!! ❜

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John looked confused, he didn't know who this was and was slightly unsettled at being told someone similarly looking to him was shot in front of this person.

He glanced at the axe and upon seeing the weapon hovered his hand above his holstered gun, not at all feeling safe with them.

" That's.. that's nice to hear kid, but uh.. first thing you gotta do for me is put down that axe of yours alright? "

[z0mbieaxe]

D,d,dude dude dude this looks, this looks so pogg :OO /gen

thanks dude! i liked this little critter well enough to make a blog for him, and i really tried to make it look alright. so i'm really glad others also like it! especially one of my favourite friends. /gen

[z0mbieaxe]

[ TAG DUMP ]

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triggers will be tagged as follows : tw ;; *trigger*. for example:

tw ;; blood

ic ;; ⸻ living undead

ooc ;;  ⸻ gorey demise

roleplay ;;  ⸻ ❛ in the sewers ❜

roleplay memes ;;  ⸻ toxins

musing ;;  ⸻ stupid

[z0mbieaxe]

name ;; sewer, also goes by the name rat.

age ;; real age remains unknown, but bodily it seemes to be around nineteen. 

height ;; 5,3 feet or 160 centimeters. 

gender ;; cis male

pronouns ;; he/they/it

sexuality ;; pansexual polyamarous.

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eccentric and loud, the boy reeks of rotten flesh and decay. it doesn't have much self-control, nor much self preservation ; yet it remains to be an undeniable, sneaking threat. the mystery boy is one few can explain, as their appearance and speech keeps unsettling the others around them.

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>> rules ;;

under here are all the rules for this blog, please read them before sending anything in!

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there will be no outwardly nsfw content present on this blog. nsfw jokes or slight implications are welcome, but outright nsfw roleplay has to go to the dm’s. however, i’ll only do that with mutuals of mine.

there is a chance that this blog may get rather gruesome sometimes, as i do like to experiment with horror and gore. and the muse can also tend to get rather violent or gorey.

before any post that could be seen as sensitive in any way, will be a trigger/content warning. never be afraid to tell me if you want me to add a content warning to a post i made!

please be respectful to anyone who interacts with this blog, including the mod. the mod doesn’t always have time nor motivation to reply, so please be understanding of that.

i have the right to decline any roleplay request or ask if i feel the need to do so. however, i am not quick on denying any asks!

please refrain from godmodding, or controlling my character in or out of the inbox.

this is my own character, which means i have control over him. 

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[z0mbieaxe]

𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁, 𝘀𝗲𝗺𝗶-𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 roleplay & ask blog for ❛ sewer ❜, an original character for ⸻  friday night funkin. 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙙 & semi lit. to lit. several years of roleplay experience. created in july, 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙧𝙚. please read my rules & info before interacting.