Scripter Epik Tumbler Of Tacos And Epikness >B)))

HI I'M SCRIPTER!!!!!! I ONCE AGAIN USED ONE OF THE HQ'S COMPUTERS WITHOUT PREMISSION TO DO WHATEVER THE HELL I WANT HEHEHEHEHEHE >B))))) Strawpage: https://scriptersmadness.straw.page/ Twitter: https://x.com/ScripterTacoMan COME TALK TO ME I'M TEH EPIK KING OF TACOS >:) (Note: This blog is run by a Scripter Fickin (NOT A ALTER) / roleplayer. Scripter here act VERY different to how others protray them, he's just a goofy 16 year old)

[askscripter]

HI! I'm Scripter!

I miiiight of took one of the HQ computer to create this blog which I think is against the rules here but I don't care! My parents don't let me use stuff like Tumblr or Twitter on my phone cause they said "iT fUlL oF wEiRdOs!"

BUT I DON'T CARE ASK ME, TEH EPIK TACO KING, QUESTIONS!!11!11!

Scripter has started a askblog and is now talking to people on the internet with out his parents knowing and now some how ya'll are finding where he lives and are talking to him in person!? O_o Last I checked he didn't show anything that showed his located, ehh I blame it on how weird multiverses are =_=

Out of character side notes:

Scripter here is related to MrDoomBringer,

Scripter is a albino alien lion (Yes I know it's weird)

When he was sent to the banlands, his ageing paused until he left the banlands. So he is still 16. He does age a TAD slower cause of this.

His best friends are Pheedy, Clockwork and Stickmasterluke

I have carpel tunnel so I won't draw that much, so its only text rps with Roblox screenshots ToT

Rules for this askblog:

Please don't send NSFW stuff, Scripter is a 16 year old

Don't force ships (You can ask about them but please don't force it)

You can talk to the other characters if they appear

[askscripter]

OOC post

Hi Scripter fans! I'm going to be on a bit of a small break from the ask blog for a bit, I'm graduating High school pretty soon and I want to try and figure some things out. I won't be gone for too long though!

[askscripter]

Tacos = yum

Tacos very yum :D

Speaking of tacos, I might ask my dad if he could make some for dinner tonight.

[askscripter]

do not let Doom talk to ITrapped with thw banhammer

(Get the ref)

So you, a hacker, is dating my son? How can I know I can trust you around him?

Well sir, I haven't hacked since 2012 and I spent my time in the Ban Lands.

Thats only cause your father bailed you out Eirwin Gefrieren.

Ignoreing that... I also do not wish to harm anyone or the stock market again. I do promise to be the upmost caring partner towards your son.

I guess I can't argue with that logic, I checked the logs and it's said that neither you or your friends have cause any damage to Robloxia since 2012. I guess you've learned better and are following the T.O.S

So, you approve dad?

*Loud sigh* Yes.... for now, only because Dusek convinced me to approve of this...

BUT!

Don't think that means I like you. You are still evil in my eyes, I'm just waiting for you to slip up so I can properly ban you without you late father bailing you out. So you better treat my son with the respect he deserves or I swear to Robloxia I'll put you in the deepest depth of the Ban Lands where no one will ever find you!

Y-Yes sir...

DAD!

[askscripter]

how you've been doing

A bit tired not gonna lie. Papa explained the whole thing to Dad and surprisingly I didn't get into too much trouble. Dad just wanted to interrogate Itrapped.

It took me almost an hour to convince him not to...

[dussek-dussekar]

Greetings to all.

My name is Dussek Easter, a Kalabasakarr from the Northwood forest in Robloxia, as well as an Admin under oath. I originally created an account on account of finding mine own son upon this website, but now, I suppose it's about time I properly make something out of this... By his suggestion... Please, be not afraid to send your questions, but note a few guidelines:

You May:

Ask questions.

Engage in conversation. (This is mostly a rule for the... Apparent alternative universes roaming this platform.)

Bring my attention to thine art of me.

It was suggested I allow... Magical anonymous individuals? I'm not quite sure what that entails.

You may not:

Attempt a murder.

Deliberately attempt to anger me. (Rage bait, I believe my son had called it...)

Attempt to bring up topics against the TOS. {Nsfw, basically.}

Send artwork unrelated to me or mine own coworkers.

Now that we have cleared things up, I shall be seeing thee.

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MOD

Hi!!!! This is mod speaking!

{So is this, just for when Dussek is already talking!}

This is Dussek on his blog.

"And this is in person/if another admin visits his world."

I've seemed to notice that Tumblr blogs for Roblox admins are like... Multidimensional portals for some reason lmao.

Also, Dussek speaks in Shakespearean, so there's a lot of "thou, thee, thy, mine, thine," etc etc.

Dussek's appearance in this AU has not been made- uhhhh.... I HAVE THE CONCEPT DON'T WORRY, I JUST HAVEN'T GOTTEN AROUND TO DRAWING IT BECAUSE IM A LAZY FUCK-

Anygays bye bye

[askscripter]

we wish you luck, maybe your parents will understand you love

I kinda doubt they'll be fine with this...

[askscripter]

Oh hello there, I'm new here and is still trying to catch up on what's happening

ooc: scripter confessed their love to a hacker, Itrapped, then his father Dusek basically cockblocked him

[dussek-dussekar]

[Dussek's body shakes as he stands, the door that'd just been slammed behind him feeling like a bold wall. He starts to step forward, his heart writhing in his chest, a tie fraying between the need for his son's safety, and the integrity of their relationship...]

[He looks back at the door, sighing, his flame dimming into a solemn blue within his gourd. He summons his staff, using it to input a single command, before walking away.]

[askscripter]

[Out of blog pov]

Hand in hand, Scripter and Itrapped run through the forest looking for a way out or if they could find Dusek himself. After a good while of running the two see him far ahead of them. Itarpped lets go and signals for Scripter to go to him as he stayed put behind a tree away from eye-sight. Scripter nods and chases after Dusek.

PAPA!

[dussek-dussekar]

[The man turns at the sound in a sudden motion, his heart swelling in his chest at the sight of his own child rushing towards him. It reminded him of when the boy was younger... Full of life and energy... He fully turned and splayed his arms out carefully.]

"I... I thought thou had chosen to remain with thine lover.."

[askscripter]

I'M SORRY!

Scripter runs into his arms and hugs him tight, the guilt crushing him.

I didn't mean to hurt you! I love Itrapped and all, but I couldn't just sit there and not think about what I did. I love you a lot papa. I just got so tired of being treated like a kid, I wanted to rebel but it didn't even feel right...

Please forgive me!

[dussek-dussekar]

[He kneels to Scripter's eye level and gives him a sincere wrap of his arms, heart beating in tandem with the boy's.]

"It's... Quite alright. I cannot truly be hateful towards what I had raised... Thou art a young mind."

[His flame is a warm, comforting sensation against Scripter's fur, compared to the sheer ice of the castle behind him.]

[askscripter]

Are you going to tell dad...?

You can hear the fear in his voice as he spoke.

I don't want them to get in trouble, I know I'm probably grounded for the rest of my life ha...ha....

[dussek-dussekar]

[Dussek's body shakes as he stands, the door that'd just been slammed behind him feeling like a bold wall. He starts to step forward, his heart writhing in his chest, a tie fraying between the need for his son's safety, and the integrity of their relationship...]

[He looks back at the door, sighing, his flame dimming into a solemn blue within his gourd. He summons his staff, using it to input a single command, before walking away.]

[askscripter]

[Out of blog pov]

Hand in hand, Scripter and Itrapped run through the forest looking for a way out or if they could find Dusek himself. After a good while of running the two see him far ahead of them. Itarpped lets go and signals for Scripter to go to him as he stayed put behind a tree away from eye-sight. Scripter nods and chases after Dusek.

PAPA!

[dussek-dussekar]

[The man turns at the sound in a sudden motion, his heart swelling in his chest at the sight of his own child rushing towards him. It reminded him of when the boy was younger... Full of life and energy... He fully turned and splayed his arms out carefully.]

"I... I thought thou had chosen to remain with thine lover.."

[askscripter]

I'M SORRY!

Scripter runs into his arms and hugs him tight, the guilt crushing him.

I didn't mean to hurt you! I love Itrapped and all, but I couldn't just sit there and not think about what I did. I love you a lot papa. I just got so tired of being treated like a kid, I wanted to rebel but it didn't even feel right...

Please forgive me!

[dussek-dussekar]

[Dussek's body shakes as he stands, the door that'd just been slammed behind him feeling like a bold wall. He starts to step forward, his heart writhing in his chest, a tie fraying between the need for his son's safety, and the integrity of their relationship...]

[He looks back at the door, sighing, his flame dimming into a solemn blue within his gourd. He summons his staff, using it to input a single command, before walking away.]

[askscripter]

[Out of blog pov]

Hand in hand, Scripter and Itrapped run through the forest looking for a way out or if they could find Dusek himself. After a good while of running the two see him far ahead of them. Itarpped lets go and signals for Scripter to go to him as he stayed put behind a tree away from eye-sight. Scripter nods and chases after Dusek.

PAPA!

[askscripter]

[There sits a single note on the floor nearby the door, simply stating..]

"I'm sorry."

- D.

[Out of blog pov]

Itrapped, don't get me wrong, I'm having a great time and all but i just can't help but feel...

Guilty..?

I think I really hurt my dad

I get that feeling, I'll admit I've done thing that has not made my father quite happy, only issue is that I can't take it back.

Itrapped looks down to the floor with sadden look, Scripter holds his hand. Itrapped hugs them tight. He pulls back and looks Scripter in the eyes.

Enough about me though, if you want to cut this short and go home. I'd be very willing to escort you.

Are you sure? I feel like once my dad, Doom, sees you that you'll be dead meat.

[askscripter]

Take care of yourself, your family will come around. Eventually.

They may not fully approve, but they love you and want you to be happy, so once they get their heads out of their asses over the surprise they'll be more reasonable.

Go eat something, drink some water, and let yourself enjoy.

Don't feel guilty about this, you're just doing something that makes you happy and you should never feel bad for being in love or scared of your own family.

-💌

I get why they're worried and I get why they hate him so much, but they just don't understand that people change over time...

Ooc: Bro forgot that his one of his dad's used to eat people ToT

[askscripter]

hi scripter on a scale of 1 to 10 how gay are you hmmmm

also ive just come to realize that youre using one of my userboxes i think and ive been loosly following your blog for a bit now help /pos

I'm a flipping 100.

OOC: Nice lol

[askscripter]

Scripter are you feeling wel? I dont think anyone would feel well after what just happened

Scared, worried, frustrated, but also happy...?

[askscripter]

RUN OFF AND LIVE AS AN ILLEGAL GAY COUPLE (illegal to Dusekkar and Doom's standards)

Not a chance! I may have issues with my parents but I'm not just going to run away!

Plus we did just get together, marriage is way too soon dear anon

[askscripter]

ummm so how's the situation going

Sorry about that, I didn't realize Itrapped had my phone.

The door got slammed on my Papa's face by Ellernate, so that's most likely going to cause more problems. I'm scared to go back home that's for sure...