Crush a Can, Down a Shot.

ayup. I'm abyss. I roleplay, my characters being Mitch (orange), Edward (white), "Outis" (green), Ren (Blue), Abyss/I/Jackson (purple), and Various Cameos. credit to local @mune-mice for the pfp they're lovely check them out.

[abyssiot]

((My last pinned post was objectively terrible.

Let's fix that!

Howdy y'all! I'm Abyss or Mistress, and this is my rp account. I use she/her pronouns, and the pronouns of the characters change from duder to duder. The OCs featured here are mainly TMA ocs, though don't rely on it to function for the most part.

Now, some directory:

Posts written with white or red text are from Edward Grimes (he/him)

Posts written in orange text are from Mich (all of em)

Posts written in green are from Outis (he/him) or Eye Shenanigans

Posts written in blue are from Ren Deya (he/they)

Posts written in purple are from either Abyss (she/her), Jackson (he/him) or ‘I’ (it/its)

Posts written in pink are Cameos, and will be tagged as such (ex. Cameo: Celeste)

Below is a quick tag guide for non-Cameos, ordered text tag, interaction tag, and ✨️fancy✨️ tag.

Now, to rules and regulations!

First major thing to know is that if you have a problem with me or the way I wrote something whilst interacting with you, tell me! I like to think I'm generally reasonable.

Interaction things now: 

1. Whilst my characters may refer to things that aren't quite sfw, I will not be role-playing such actions, as I am not comfortable with that kind of thing.

2. I have minor triggers around sexual assault, as well as anger responses. In cases where it's brought up as a character's background trauma, apologies for my inevitable late reply.

3. Communicate. I'm not psychic.

[attex]

[abyssiot]

My husband:

[dcdreamblog]

I’ve been looking at a few documents from different points in history for a project I’m working on, and in two documents, one from the 17th century and the other from 1878, I’ve come across the name Rip Hunter and some sort of glass sphere he’s been seen with. Have you seen any references to him?

Oh have I!

The man you are talking about is one of, if not THE most prominent time traveler in the world (I only say one of because more people probably know about Booster Gold's time travel but he doesn't do it nearly as regularly or occupationally as Rip Hunter). He's like our very own Doctor, probably without the delightful British accent and showing up as a different character actor every few years. Though I have certainly heard of stranger things happening and time travel is one of those parties you REALLY don't want to start unless you know what you're doing.

And Rip Hunter probably knows what he's doing more than anybody else alive when it comes to mucking about in the fabric of time and space.

(the poster for a lecture he once gave at the Smithsonian. The most memorable fact being that he arrived both late AND early)

Rip Hunter, as you can imagine just by looking at it written down, is not his real name. Having come to the logical conclusion that any evil enemy he makes in the time stream could just as easily go back in time and strangle him or any of his ancestors in the crib he has kept everything a secret. His real name, where he comes from, WHEN he comes from. Considering the vague details we know about the most common futures for civilization here on Earth we're not even fully sure if he's from this planet. Hunter has played into this very intentionally, tiny details that he drops in conversation often being vague, contradictory or confusing to the point of raising more questions that they could possibly answer.

What we DO know is that, at some point (and isn't THAT a turn of phrase that takes on a new meaning in this context!), he either invented or came into possession of his iconic Time Sphere. Also known as a Time Bubble from what we've also seen of future endeavors such as through the Legion of Superheroes it becomes the most widespread and reliable method of time travel. Still state of art no matter what century it happens to hail from. One member of the enigmatic Legion of Superheroes referred to it as "The Ferrari of Time Travel, the only way to do it in style". Which raises the question of how relevant Ferrari is going to be in a couple centuries or if he was knowingly making a topical reference for our benefit. Because time travel is many things and confusing is all of them.

Assembling a group of companions known as the Time Masters he's had adventures all over history. From prehistory where he's had to sheepishly claim artifacts that were out of place in the archeological record from where he left them in order to not DEEPLY throw off research. To time periods as recent as the mid 20th century where one imagines he spent a lot of time diffusing nuclear escalations before they could start. He's also been involved with some outfit known as the Linear Men but that's a mysterious rabbit hole I would have to chase some VERY weird sources up some VERY weird trees to get answers to so I'm going to leave it for another ask.

Hunter himself, despite being the face of time travel in many respects isn't what you'd expect of a pioneering scientist. His mannerisms are rough and informal, he's very rarely clean shaven and as you can tell from pictures of him he's a deeply athletic man. More concerned with using time travel as a means to do good and stop harm than using it as a vehicle for research. Even if basically every discipline under the sun has begged him for years on hands and knees to settle their personal beefs. He's made references to knowing the truth about things like the true nature of spinosaurus and then refused to actually answer questions on basically any topic to that effect.

I think he's more comparable to an Indiana Jones figure. An adventurer and do gooder whose "medium" happens to be the time stream rather than forgotten temples or hidden jungles. One imagines he's come across plenty of those too. One thing we've learned about our history with the coming of our modern heroic age is that our history is even wilder than we thought it was.

[krinsbez]

Wait, how does him being late AND early work? Were multiple versions of him present?

[abyssiot]

Briefly, yes!

Iirc, he *allegedly* forgot he already showed up for it, so a later version of him showed up late.

Though I, for one, would not be surprised if he got the timing off initially, and time-traveled back to show up early.

[nt-internalaffairs]

Do YOU🫵

Know the Muffin Man?

- (●)

We do have the species known as "Gingerbread" in the "Funky" sector. Perhaps one of them is this "Muffin Man."

[abyssiot]

Does one of them live on Drewry Lane?

[nt-internalaffairs]

I would have to check their fi- wait. This isn't a "scam," is it?

[abyssiot]

No, it is not a "scam". You have "nothing" of worth for "me".

So, do you know the Muffin Man who lives on Drewry Lane?

[nt-internalaffairs]

Ah. I see. This is a practical joke.

[abyssiot]

Astute observation!

I do hope you derived joy from it :D

[nt-internalaffairs]

Do YOU🫵

Know the Muffin Man?

- (●)

We do have the species known as "Gingerbread" in the "Funky" sector. Perhaps one of them is this "Muffin Man."

[abyssiot]

Does one of them live on Drewry Lane?

[nt-internalaffairs]

I would have to check their fi- wait. This isn't a "scam," is it?

[abyssiot]

No, it is not a "scam". You have "nothing" of worth for "me".

So, do you know the Muffin Man who lives on Drewry Lane?

[nt-internalaffairs]

Do YOU🫵

Know the Muffin Man?

- (●)

We do have the species known as "Gingerbread" in the "Funky" sector. Perhaps one of them is this "Muffin Man."

[abyssiot]

Does one of them live on Drewry Lane?

[crownofwebs]

Outis Detective Alexander Simons walks into Amelie's shop one fine Saturday evening, shaking the rain out of his curls. He begins to walk the shelves, seemingly aimlessly. In reality, he's checking the shelves for any other artifacts mixed in, but an onlooker wouldn't notice that. He's wearing slacks and a loose navy sweater to hide his wings to look somewhat inconspicuous. This shop—and by extention, it's owner—are under investigation, but people tend to be more honest when they're not talking to a cop. He picks something off a shelf—a small handbell—and inspects it closely. He absent-mindedly picks at the edge of his human mask scratches his beard, muttering something in Latin at the bell, causing it to shimmer faintly. He sighs softly, setting the bell back on the shelf very carefully.

Amelie was busy unboxing things in the back to notice the bell above the door ring. It was always so fun to check out new arrivals,go through the old stuff people no longer needed. Some of them were normal,some of them, though... Were filled with an odd sort of energy,one that tingled underneath zeir fingertips, whispering of something preternatural. Those were their favourites.

Eventually,it picked out a few trinkets to add under the glass displays in front of the till. Upon coming back,they were surprised by the sight of a customer,one being very interested in what the store had to offer.

"Hello. Can I help you with anything?"

They greet him, watching from her spot.

[abyssiot]

"Hm?"

Alex looks up to where Amelie is standing, having been crouched to inspect a small bronze horse statue. He stares blankly for a few breaths, before what they said fully processes.

"Oh, no. Not currently."

He stands up, gingerly picking up the brass horse and wandering to another shelf.

After about two minutes, Alex winds his way back to the counter, a couple more antiques in tow. An old key and a vintage nurse doll, to be specific. Interestingly, all of them seem to flicker with that oh so fascinating energy.

"This'll be all. Say, would you happen to be the owner of this here store?"

His tone is casual as he rummages through his bag—a Swiss medic bag of all things—presumably looking for his wallet. He can guess that the person in front of him is the owner, they match the description and the owner's the only employee listed in any official format, but guesses don't help his investigation much.

[crownofwebs]

Amelie watched Alex,a small amused smile creeping onto her face as he examines the items with great curiosity.

It grins at his final selection, already deeming him as faer new favourite client. Oddballs like him always made faer day.

"Is that all? You seem like you were holding yourself back,back there."

It teases, starting to ring everything up,only to dramatically freeze at his question.

"Me? Oh,oh no."

They look around with exaggerated confusion, clicking faer tongue to call over.. something. In a rubble of items and boxes,a fluffy black cat emerges and sleepily climbs onto the counter in front of them.

"She's the owner here! She supervises everything I do."

[abyssiot]

Alex quirks an eyebrow at that statement.

"Oh? Okay then."

He says with a slight smile. Logically, he knows that Amelie is joking, but he's playing a slightly bumbling detective here, might as well have some fun.

He crouches down to meet Willard at eye level, before making an odd sound—at least for a human to make—and she tilts her head, before responding in kind. They go back and forth for a bit, before Alex nods sympathetically and looking up at Amelie.

"She has informed me that you are the manager of the inventory,"

He says, almost apologetically, before promptly dropping his wallet.

"Oh, fiddlesticks-"

He drops to the floor to snatch up his wallet, bounding back up quickly.

"Anywhos, I just wanted to ask you, where do you get stuff like these?"

He gestures a bit vaguely at the artefacts he's buying.

"Some of the stuff a few friends got from here did... weird stuff, you see, and the items felt similar to these."

He says, sounding convincingly apologetic as he pulls out a few pound notes to pay for what he has selected.

[crownofwebs]

Amelie watches Alex talk to the cat,arching her eyebrow at all the weird sounds he made. It was VERY ODD,but also oddly endearing? Anyone who loves cats automatically gets a pass in their book.

"Oh,does she? Can you tell her I said thanks?"

Their tone became slightly less monotone as Alex kept going, it was hard not to feel amused,truth be told. Between the cat-talking,and the clumsiness,she was having a blast.

Unfortunately,their mood soured at the next sentence,and she sighed slightly.

"I am not responsible for people's feelings. These are antiques,and those of...a more sensitive kind are bound to feel some psychosomatic effects. Or the superstitious type... Old things have a reputation irregardless where they reside."

Keeping their focus on checking Alex out, Amelie tried her best to sound non chalant, though their body language definitely gave the nervousness away.

"Alright,here is your change,thank you for shopping,have a good day!"

[abyssiot]

As soon as he notices her expression shift at the mention of "strange effects", he pulls something from a pouch on the outside of his bag. It's a device of some sorts, made out of stamped steel and clearly old based on the rust peaking out from under the emerald paint. He slowly inches the device towards the antiques as they begin her speil, the clicking becoming more intense as it gets closer. Alex quirks an eyebrow at Amelie.

"Well, it does seem like there's something off with them,"

He chuckles good-naturedly, setting the device—which is gradually revealing itself to be some sort of sensor akin to a Geiger counter—by the antiques to continue chiming.

"But you're in luck! See, me and a few associates find these things quite fascinating, and are always looking to collect more..."

...to study, and to keep them out of the wrong hands, he internally remarks.

Alex produces a pad of paper and a pencil, ripping a sheet out and writing a phone number down. One for his work phone, of course.

"...Hold onto that Geiger, and give me a call if something that comes in makes it sing!"

He says excitedly, sliding the paper with his number and the cash for the antiques across the counter to Amelie. He begins collecting the antiques, carefully wrapping the bell before setting it and the rest of the antiques into a tote bag.

[avery-the-mayo1]

Avery Why Are You So Avery

"... What?"

[abyssiot]

Why are you so... you? Doomed to live, by your nature. Doomed for a victory most pyrrhic. Doomed, doomed, doomed.

In every universe. In every timeline.

[avery-the-mayo1]

"...

I am so lost right now."

[abyssiot]

Maybe that's... for the best :]

[avery-the-mayo1]

"... Okay???"

[avery-the-mayo1]

Avery Why Are You So Avery

"... What?"

[abyssiot]

Why are you so... you? Doomed to live, by your nature. Doomed for a victory most pyrrhic. Doomed, doomed, doomed.

In every universe. In every timeline.

[avery-the-mayo1]

"...

I am so lost right now."

[abyssiot]

Maybe that's... for the best :]

[avery-the-mayo1]

Avery Why Are You So Avery

"... What?"

[abyssiot]

Why are you so... you? Doomed to live, by your nature. Doomed for a victory most pyrrhic. Doomed, doomed, doomed.

In every universe. In every timeline.

[abyssiot]

Lore Drop!

(( all of the Helios Inc. Members are college graduates except Outis. Mich and Spades have both authored and co-authored multiple books.))

[its-just-a-meme]

LORE DROP!

Send Lore Drop! And I will talk about lore or a head canon regarding my muse.

Feel free to specify with a question or details if you would like to hear about something specific!

[billcardenqueen]

"partner in crime" and the crime? sodomy

[casinoroyale]

why do they call you ‘Big Q’ if you’re so short

why do they call you 'Anonymous' if i'm going to find you

[abyssiot]

Anon forgot we live in a three-dimensional space, point and laugh.

[khaomartin]

Stumbled across a book today. Tf is the library of Jurgen Leitner? The book has a terrible plot btw, had to put it down coz it physically hurt me to read it was that bad.

[rosalind-learns-blogging]

…uh oh!

[khaomartin]

Why uh oh?

[rosalind-learns-blogging]

Ummm… don’t worry about it!

[khaomartin]

Ok... *suspicious side eye*

[rosalind-learns-blogging]

:) what book did you read?

[khaomartin]

I don't know, didn't have a title. Something or other about a dragon fight between a fire dragon god and an undead dragon god. Wasn't entirely paying attention, to be honest.

[abyssiot]

Did it... do anything? Like, physically.

[khaomartin]

I don't think so? I guess maybe making me feel like I was simultaneously on fire and decaying whilst reading it? God awful books have that kind of effect on me though, so I don't know.

[abyssiot]

Well ain't you precious...

The Library of Jurgen Lietner was a semi-private collection of anomalous books. Anything bearing that label should be handled with extreme caution, and should not be read.

[khaomartin]

Ah. Top ten things I probably should've known sooner. Why isn't this more public knowledge?

[abyssiot]

Because they're just rare enough that it's not worth inducing panic into the population.

If you're in London, the Magnus Institute has the funding and experience to store it properly.

Does it do anything else? Like, when not read.

[khaomartin]

Stumbled across a book today. Tf is the library of Jurgen Leitner? The book has a terrible plot btw, had to put it down coz it physically hurt me to read it was that bad.

[rosalind-learns-blogging]

…uh oh!

[khaomartin]

Why uh oh?

[rosalind-learns-blogging]

Ummm… don’t worry about it!

[khaomartin]

Ok... *suspicious side eye*

[rosalind-learns-blogging]

:) what book did you read?

[khaomartin]

I don't know, didn't have a title. Something or other about a dragon fight between a fire dragon god and an undead dragon god. Wasn't entirely paying attention, to be honest.

[abyssiot]

Did it... do anything? Like, physically.

[khaomartin]

I don't think so? I guess maybe making me feel like I was simultaneously on fire and decaying whilst reading it? God awful books have that kind of effect on me though, so I don't know.

[abyssiot]

Well ain't you precious...

The Library of Jurgen Lietner was a semi-private collection of anomalous books. Anything bearing that label should be handled with extreme caution, and should not be read.

[khaomartin]

Stumbled across a book today. Tf is the library of Jurgen Leitner? The book has a terrible plot btw, had to put it down coz it physically hurt me to read it was that bad.

[rosalind-learns-blogging]

…uh oh!

[khaomartin]

Why uh oh?

[rosalind-learns-blogging]

Ummm… don’t worry about it!

[khaomartin]

Ok... *suspicious side eye*

[rosalind-learns-blogging]

:) what book did you read?

[khaomartin]

I don't know, didn't have a title. Something or other about a dragon fight between a fire dragon god and an undead dragon god. Wasn't entirely paying attention, to be honest.

[abyssiot]

Did it... do anything? Like, physically.