Greetings. If you're on this blog, you already know who I am, but I'll say it anyways. I'm Aaron Burr. Not-such a pleasure to meet and write to you. However, since it is the only form of entertainment this room allows anymore, so be it.
A. Burr
(this is a lazy representation of it with photo bashing lmao)
HELLOOOO! MOD HERE. You can refer to me as mod and that's it, because my main account already has a Burr blog connected to it. You can play guess who with it if you want, lmao. Okay, now that that is out of the way...
Boundaries:
I don't have much here, I'm just asking that you respect me as a person behind the screen. Some nsfw is okay if you can even manage it???
Dos and Don'ts™
Do: interact, any ask, magic asks, give him random shit in the white room, take stuff out of the room, do something to him, appear there, make OCs, interact as characters, ask him questions
Don'ts: try to take him out of the room, take his writing equipment, kill him (it's not possible anyways...), roleplay with mod, fetishize him or anything about this au
With explicit permission in DMs: ship with him, join with a character from another fandom, make your oc canon in this au, anything not mentioned above
q&a (questions I made myself and ones that if I get asked I think are important enough to add here)
What is this AU?
This is an au where Burr basically is dead, stuck in this white room having to answer questions for all eternity as basically his own personal hell. Which means it takes place after the musical, eh, well just say modern to make it easy.
Who is in this AU?
There is no other official blogs for this, but everyone exists. Also I got SLIGHT inspiration for this from @/yours-truly-a-ham but not really cuz they don't have similar plots at all mostly
Any lore?
I mean yes, but not really. It's an ARG, so as things happen, things in my head will change. If yk what happened in Burr's life after the duel (trying to become a king),yk, amirite lads or amirite lads?/silly. Again, he's dead, so you cannot kill him. He does have a physical body, (just imagine Leslie now and that's what he looks like here I'll just put a picture) though, so torture him all you want.
I have a bit of experience roleplaying from my other Burr blog! Don't fret 🥹
Something like the above picture :)
Au name?
I'm not certain. I think I'm going to do "To Whom It May Concern", TWIMC. So that's what we'll go with for now, ideas are appreciated.
Please send asks PLEASE
Mod will speak in <these>, like //this, in (these) and in the color pink or purple.
I see. Well- death doesn't seem possible if you're already dead, and injuring yourself? Useless if it won't actually affect anything. And, I apologize for my load of question, I'm just... curious.
If you don't mind more, though, do you have a need for food? Or anything similar?
~~ 🌑
To 🌑,
Eh, just saying I could. I can injure myself, but it heals relatively quickly. Still hurts like hell, though.
Is there any... reason why you'd be here? Or does this have a deeper meaning than just being a white room with little furniture? And can you do... anything besides answer?
~~ 🌑 anon
To 🌑,
Well, aren't you a ball of questions.
I assume this is my punishment for the shit I did while I was alive. I'm not sure, though. Just a theory of my own.
Not particularly. I can.. write anything I want. The paper supply is, apparently, infinite. I could stab myself with the quill, or really anything with the things I have, but like... Not much else.