Send "Who are you?" and my muse will re-introduce themselves to your muse after yours has been in an accident and is suffering from amnesia.
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Send "Who are you?" and my muse will re-introduce themselves to your muse after yours has been in an accident and is suffering from amnesia.
Send me♞and I’ll stick our muses’ names into an RP generator and write a starter.
This one, to be exact.
Send 💬 for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator.
If you have xkit enabled go to settings then dashboard. There should be a toggle for use old dashboard, might take a second to pop up! If it's off you have 'new tumblr' if it's already on you might be having some issues with x-kits plugins.
Hey! It’s working now! Thanks! Wow, I still don’t see a difference in the dashboard, what did they “change” what’s new about it? lol Thanks again, nonnie!
Could be because you've been switched to 'new tumblr' and I don't think Xkit has updated their code as much to work with it.
“new tumblr”? I know they had a beta out, but I didn’t think anything had spread sitewide yet. At least I don’t see any difference. :/ Any suggestions?
I miss talking to people. Like, I miss the roleplaying, yea, but I miss just talking to people. I feel like noone’s here anymore or, like, people I was talking to before aren’t interested anymore? I dunno, I’m having a weird moment. Quarentine is making me lonely. lol
anyone know why timestamps and the little mutual stamp isn’t working? I double checked xkit, made sure it was updated, but it’s still missing. :/
muse = 0
The person I reblogged this from has a quality blog and I recommend you all follow them
@tyrion-lanni-star liked for a starter
Some things took time: rebuilding homes and fields, establishing rule over a new kingdom, mourning lost loved ones. For other things, no amount of time was long enough. As Sansa stepped out of her carriage, the Red Keep rebuilt and standing before her, she realized no amount of time was long enough to wipe away the scars left behind by her time held captive there. Two years had passed since the fall of Kings Landing, two years before a visit was ever mentioned in the letters passed between herself and her brother, the now king of Westeros. But she’d come, for sake of seeing him as much as for her own closure.
Her gaze and thoughts were pulled to the left as men approached, a handful of soldiers meant to escort them into the keep and a comforting face at the lead. “ Lord Tyrion, ” she greeted as he drew near, smile pulling at her lips.
mutuals, come get that discord! writing’s a little easier there, so just message me if you want it.
STARTER CALL BECAUSE SELF QUARANTINE SUUUUCKS!
Mun is S U P E R B O R E D and in need of interaction. I’ve resorted to omegle for my writing needs....what does that tell you? Anyone who would like a starter, hit that little heart! I’ve got muse to spare and want to explore new threads and verses. Even if you don’t want a starter, send me asks ic or ooc, for muse or mun. JUST PLEASE HELP!
new phone, who dis? I can finally download the app again! WOO!
Littlefinger, Sandor, Tyrion: I had a bad childhood! It’s not my fault!
Sansa: I’m having a bad childhood right now, thanks to you.
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Sandor Clegane unfastened his cloak and tossed it at her. Sansa clutched it against her chest, fists bunched hard in the white wool. The coarse weave was s c r a t c h y against her skin, but no velvet had ever felt so fine.