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That moment when you ship it.
“But here I’m loved. You tell me to run, to save my life, I tell you that leaving this place would be death itself.”
Her big scene with the Doctor explaining why she won’t leave is likewise impressive, although in almost an opposite way… Williams manages to build, almost entirely through tone and facial expression, a clear sense that Ashildr’s wisdom comes precisely from the narrowness of her world. [Eruditorum Press - The Girl Who Died Review]
PSA ;; HELLO EVERYONEE! sorry i haven’t been too active this weekend––i went home to visit family and this upcoming week my activity is going to be a little spotty as well. finals are approaching and it’s all going to be super weird but i’m going to continue to be here and there so feel free to message me for my skype (if we mutuals) or just IM me on here and we can continue to plot up stuff that i’ll try to get to asap!
TO THE GALS I’ve talked to every day for the past three and a half months. You guys are the shit. You’re so incredibly funny and you’re so fun to hang out with. I’ve been in the doodling mood, ( my tablet has not been. ) Here’s us being cool n shit. I appreciate the shit out of you guys. team peanut butter babes
S/O TO @madeleventh / @ameliiaponnd & @aeshildr / @pinkpetals ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡
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Immortality isn’t living forever, that’s not what it feels like. Immortality is everybody else dying…
While we’re talking about abusive RPers...
…don’t forget that some of the flags of an abusive roleplayer are identical to the ones for abusive RL relationships.
The Idolize > Isolate > Devalue > Discard cycle that we see in a lot of abusive RL relationships is actually creepily common online and devastating to the victim, despite the lack of physical damage in most cases (I say “most” because I have seen people driven to self-harm or suicide attempts by online abuse of this type).
Idolize: the abuser is desperate to roleplay with the target. They lavish them with attention, gifts, plots, writing, and/or art. The abuser will do anything to become the target’s new best friend. Some abusers will become irrationally angry if rejected at this stage and transition into stalking and/or harassment.
Isolate: the abuser begins peeling the target away from any existing friends or RP partners. They’ll attempt to occupy all their online time and suggest they do a lot of one-on-one roleplay in private with them. When in multi-person scenes, they will deliberately alienate the target’s other friends either by acting out, attacking them, or intentionally making RP awkward or impossible for everyone but their target. Gaslighting starts. They may complain the target’s friends are “mean” or “jealous” and attempt to instigate arguments where the target will feel the need to defend them and further alienate their friends. Lavishing with gifts continues in this phase.
Devalue: when their target is cut off from everyone else, the honeymoon ends. Gaslighting ramps up massively. They still want to roleplay with the target, but the target suddenly can’t seem to do anything right. The target’s self-esteem is systematically degraded. Plots revolve increasingly around the abuser’s character with the target’s being an expendable, breakable prop. They attempt to push their target into roleplay they don’t enjoy or are actively afraid of, and respond to objections or refusals with manipulative behavior like crying, insults, or threatening abandonment. In extreme cases, the abuser may feign self-harm or suicidal impulses and present them to the target as the target’s fault, i.e. “LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO.” Gifts only come as “makeup” presents after a fight and are generally presented in public so that all seems well to anyone not involved. They are now the target’s only major roleplay partner and use that as a weapon.
Discard: the abuser finds a new idol. Gaslighting hits maximum, convincing the target that they’re the reason the abuser doesn’t want to play with them anymore and that no one will ever want to play with them. Finally, they drop their current target and ignore them or harass them, often resorting to scorched-earth tactics and spreading rumors to make sure their victim has difficulty reconnecting with others. The target and their character are usually badly damaged, possibly irreparably.
Abusive roleplayers like this usually leave a trail of shattered guilds and broken people behind and often move games or servers when chasing a new target. Due to their habit of giving gifts in public and abusing in private, they may even have a good reputation in the community and staunch defenders (especially if they’re well-known for their writing, art, or crafts).
In other words, good fucking luck catching them before they hurt someone.
Since this kind of abuse is hard to see from the inside until it’s already too late, the biggest thing you can do is watch out for your friends and guildies. We’re all weirdos here, and we need to keep each other safe. If you feel like somebody’s new RP partner is trying to separate them from their support system, don’t be afraid to speak up. I don’t care if they write like the next Hemingway or their art appears to have been shat right out of Da Vinci’s asshole, they don’t get a pass.
If you feel like or know that this type of abuse is happening to you, remember that no plot or friendship is worth your mental health. Walk away if you can, get someone you trust to help you if you can’t (yes, even the old friends you told to fuck off and leave you alone - they probably have a strong suspicion of why). Take screenshots or chatlogs so you have some defense against gaslighting or malicious rumors. You’re not alone, no matter what they tell you.
PSA ;; HELLO EVERYONEE! sorry i haven’t been too active this weekend––i went home to visit family and this upcoming week my activity is going to be a little spotty as well. finals are approaching and it’s all going to be super weird but i’m going to continue to be here and there so feel free to message me for my skype (if we mutuals) or just IM me on here and we can continue to plot up stuff that i’ll try to get to asap!
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sick as frick. you read the title. i’m bored, i like doing icons, so i thought – what the hell. SO HERE IT IS. the only problem here is when u win, please give me time ; as i do not have photoshop & doing this amount of icons for three different people, it’s gonna get rough. BUT I AM WILLING.
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GOOD LUCK BING BONGS. 💕
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( not the doctor. )
❝ Someone did. ❞
Psychic paper equipped, he holds the wallet-like object in her face. Message displayed, a smug grin flashes across features. ❝ See? Received an S.O.S from an unidentified person. ❞ Satisfied, he hopes he has proved his point. If not, he will try again.
❝ Understand me yet? ❞
she cranes her neck out to squint at the document in the man’s hands.
“ animal control? ” he is most definitely NOT the doctor.
crossing her arms defiantly, she gazes back at him with a blank look. regardless of who he was, the man was certainly too strange to be j u s t animal control. and where were his things? it didn’t add up. however, she did hear something about a fellow neighbor in the place the next flat over having some issues with noises in her walls and attic.
“ i don’t recall calling for you. you’re at the wrong place. ”
( ??? )
It hadn’t been the GIRL he’d been going after– but, rather what had been set near her. It caught his eye, and quite frankly– he hadn’t noticed her. Not until she shot to her feet and shouted at him in fear. Really– really he should have noticed her. He should have been paying attention to his surroundings better, but… He was only human, yes? He does just that. He stops in his tracks. For a few moments, it seems as if it is the ONLY thing he CAN do. He’d been seen– he’d been caught. He knew she wasn’t a danger to him, but… Her words, in relation to seeing a CYBERMAN in the area, if given to the right people– well… Those could pose a danger to him. “I WILL NOT HURT YOU.” [Ooh, very convincing, Alistair– VERY convincing indeed. Idiot.] “PLEASE… DO NOT BE AFRAID.” His voice [if it were even possible] softened. Though it was still robotic and tinny; it held a very human tone. It held emotion. “I WAS ONLY INTERESTED IN.. WHAT IS SITTING ON THE CHEST, THERE.”
she pauses. it actually stopped. she didn’t know why that was such a surprise, but it was. it was robotic, that was for sure, but she never thought it could be responsive. [ what did that MEAN? ] the fear in her chest slowly subsides and curiosity takes over as it speaks. the voice is strange and sends a chill down her spine, despite the intent of the words.
ashildr bites down on the inside of her cheek and holds her breath as she spares a glance in the direction of the chest behind her. oh. she attempts to smoothen her expression into one of indifference. the girl has no idea what the item is, and it means nothing to her. she turns back to the tin beast looming over her.
“ you can speak. who–WHAT are you? what do you want with that? “
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