ᴀʙsᴏʟᴜᴛᴇ ᴄʜɪʟʟ ❄

Indie Roleplay blog for Chill Man from Megaman 10.

[liveslikeanindefinitehiatus-dea]

Send me “bad end” for an alternate, dark/tragic ending to my muse’s story

Send “good end” for an ideal ending to their story

Send “neutral end” for a neutral ending to their story

[justmiz]

Let’s play the “I have an icon for that!” game.

Send my muse a scenario of any kind, and I will have to choose only one of my icons to fit that scenario to prove that I truly have ‘an icon for everything’. If I don’t have an icon for your scenario, than you win!

[antarcticiisms-blog]

shadowmanbeingweird:

He raises Chill’s head to put his plushy scarf under the ice-bot’s head case for comfort. “…”

Chill Man was back to sobbing -- but far quieter this time. Perhaps it would take a while until he would be done crying and mourning over his actions. Though, Shadow's kind gesture was registered -- he would have to thank him later.

[antarcticiisms-blog]

shadowmanbeingweird:

“…” Shadow kneels down and comforts the other by rubbing his back. “It was a bug. It wasn’t your fault. You were out of commission.”

His sad pleas die down due to the other’s comfort, trurning into sad mumbles. He attempts to put his head on his legs -- but the ice case isn’t helping and is preventing it.

[antarcticiisms-blog]

shadowmanbeingweird:

Shadow patiently listened to Chill’s woes. He was silent for a minute. “It was out of your hands Chill. It wasn’t your fault. This year’s Roboenza outbreak was more aggressive than ever. There was no way you could’ve prevented it.”

“You didn’t want/mean to hurt anyone, I’m sure.”

“ But I still hurt them -- went against the 

directive -- I failed to protect -- “

Chill man began to curl into a ball, putting his legs against his chest and bundling himself in his own sorrow.

[corsolanite]

☆2010 Pokémon Canvas Pikachu line Plushes☆

[godsgold-blog1]

☆ @antarcticiisms ☆ STARTER CALL

      This was a very, very old robot. They had dug up the dirty, cracked shell from a random site far north of Neo Arcadia. It was ancient, and frankly, Copy X wasn’t even sure if he could call it a Reploid. What with the clunky, wide, round-edged frame that so starkly contrasted a modern Reploid’s more clean-cut build.

      They were trying their very best to wake the unit up, but frankly, Copy X didn’t have high hopes as he stood over the operation table, bustling scientists and roboticists making their way around him.

[antarcticiisms-blog]

Everything felt so blissful.

The silence, the absolute peace -- everything was simply divine. As if he were dreaming -- though something in him wished he would never be woken up no matter what circumstance. 

WAKE UP.

The nature around him looks so beautiful, flowing in the breeze simply and easily as he overlooked it. He had always admired the beauty of the area, having an unbelievable love for what it was.

WAKE UP.

Back to reality. The bot’s eyes fluttered open, looking around at the people around him. Right, he was supposed to be kept together -- offline due to maintenance and potential future insight. But this was far from what he’d ever expect. He sat up -- surprisingly not that damaged -- but still a bit rusty due to the years he’d been kept offline. Eyes scanned to the other’s, which were most likely staring back at him. They both shared one trait -- the other had red eyes just like him.

“ oh -- hello ! “

How friendly.

[kitsune-roleplay]

Reblog if you’re a roleplay blog in the Mega Man fandom.

To help find one another.

[simulopantheon-blog]

—AND SO, YOU HAVE FOUND YOURSELF TRAPPED.    When you received a letter written in delicate cursive with a stamp of a strange symbol with blue ink in the lower corner, you didn’t expect the small disk within the envelope to begin spitting gas at you, but here you were. When you awoke, head spinning, you found yourself on your back atop a long, navy blue carpet edged with carmine thread. At the end of the carpet, you would find, was a throne, a red-eyed robot sat on top of it with four robots stood at his side. —”Welcome to my Pantheon,” he announced in a theatrical voice with a laugh, crossing and uncrossing his legs. “Make yourself comfortable.”

SIMULOPANTHEON is a Danganronpa themed group verse, in which a group of people are trapped in a setting and forced to kill each other in order to escape. It will be largely hosted in a Discord server, but there will still be activity on Tumblr. Please read the about page before applying, and simply drop the following information in the submit box-

MUSE NAME: MUSE AGE: MUSE GENDER: WHAT IS YOUR MUSES GREATEST FEAR WHO DOES YOUR MUSE HOLD CLOSEST TO THEM ARE YOU OKAY WITH YOUR MUSE MURDERING? ARE YOU OKAY WITH YOUR MUSE BEING MURDERED?

[rpmernes-blog]

bad idea starters.

❛on a scale of one to ten… how illegal do you think doing this is?❜

❛okay, but, consider this: i don’t care. i’m gonna do it.❜

❛there are certain moments where i consider you someone with brilliant ideas and a good future. this is not one of those moments.❜

❛how hard is it to do a wheelie on a motorcycle? how many feet can you go, doing a wheelie, without crashing?❜

❛it’s three in the morning and i’m bored and you’re the only one awake. let’s break into a gas station store.❜

❛WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT FILL UP A “SUPER BIG GULP” CUP WITH 5 HOUR ENERGY AND CHUG THE WHOLE THING. MY HEART HAS EITHER STOPPED COMPLETELY OR IS BEATING SO FAST THAT I CAN’T FEEL MY OWN PULSE.❜

❛is it a bad idea to use mountain dew instead of milk in your cereal?❜

❛i heard if you suck up enough helium, your voice starts to sound really squeaky… wanna go buy some balloons?❜

❛can you cook bacon with a hair straightener? asking for a friend.❜

❛yes, i did beat him up and i will not apologize.❜

❛complaining helps the situation, like, not at all.❜

❛sooooo, i kind of adopted a puppy.❜

[littleiisms-blog]

( psst – hey !! reblog if you would be willing into interact with a roleplay blog for a character in a game that more people should love six from little nightmares !! thanks !! )

[antarcticiisms-blog]

fightingendlessly:

  “Right. You need an E-Tank or something? Or… like, a hug?”

DEFEATED SOBBING.

It’s probably the latter.

[antarcticiisms-blog]

shadowmanbeingweird:

“I did some things I wasn’t too proud of because of this virus too.. You can tell me.” He puts his hand on Chill’s shoulder.

Shadow was probably lying about that. Being sick was a bit fun. But now was not the time.

“ ... I hurt people -- even after I learned and tried to prevent it -- created firewalls, reinforced areas, prepared everything -- and I still got infected and ... and .... was still useless -- “

[antarcticiisms-blog]

fightingendlessly:

  “…Brother? What’s your deal?”

CONTINUED SOBBING.

[antarcticiisms-blog]

shadowmanbeingweird:

“Do you want to talk about it? You can take your time.”

The sobs die down, but the bot turns away a tad anxiously. He looks down in small sobs. Don’t know if that’s a yes or no --

[antarcticiisms-blog]

shadowmanbeingweird:

“What did you do?”

Pause for virus flashbacks.

Oh and he’s back to sobbing -- Chill Man god dammit. 

[antarcticiisms-blog]

shadowmanbeingweird:

“Sorry. What’s the matter? Why are you crying in agony?” Shadow peels the tape off.

“ I’m a terrible bot !! I should be scrapped -- “ 

His voice is in between sobs. Dammit Chill Man -- why can’t you just -- Chill.