hi hi hi it’s Riptid Judgin’ time. He’s a sweet guy! Was the starting bassist for the band Whysteria, but he gets awkward when people recognize him. He currently works security/pit management at a music venue- maybe you’ll recognize him from scoopin ya out of the crowd for surfing! 1 at a time please, multiple reblogs welcomed! Judgebacks always welcomed but not necessary <3
|``H3y H3y, what’s up, nic3 to m33tcha! Lik3 th3 outfit, lov3 it actually, wh3r3′d you g3t that top? And h3y, did I h3ar som3thin about a music v3nu3? Might ch3ck it out som3tim3. s33 what’s cookin.``|
|``Shit, wait, I work for on3 o’ thos3. Boss’ll g3t pissy if h3 finds out I was hangin around a “comp3tator”.``|
|``..Oh w3ll! Anyways whats up, hows it hangin, you com3 h3r3 oft3n 3tc 3tc.``|
hi hi im hurting here is a distraction for me :) <3 Rb/ with one oc at a time and I’ll have a random troll judge them! I’ll either use a rng or use whichever muse jumps out the most first. Multiple reblogs Allowed & Encouraged, feel free to respond <3
((Fast talking, charismatic DJ! His head is as empty as his heart is golden
((He’ll go out of his way to make friends with everyone he meets including his coworkers, random strangers, people-who-openly-hate-him, animals he finds, anyone and anything! there is not a rude bone in their body and he’s always happy to spend time with a friend
((despite being a fuchsia they aren’t at all royalty, and their goofy attitude and lack of most jewelry (aside from a few piercings) along with their bright colored outfits make them stand out a lot! He loves standing out so much and doesn’t at all fear the trouble it can bring
((He also has a love for animals, especially ones people often dislike. Animals like spiders, snakes, and rats as well as ones people normally overlook like fish! He keeps a giant aquarium at his apartment and always leaves out food for stray animals
happy valentines day Val! sending him those lil chocolate hearts
“Ohhhhh thank You anon!! That’s soooo sweet of You-how did You know I loVe these ones? I mean heart shaped anYthing is alreadY good but cute little romantic chocolates? That’s the best<333333”
“Stop bY mY bakerY sometimes, You can get a free sweet treat as thanks<33”
Come get praised judged by Valentine, the lovey dovey radio broadcaster! He's very friendly with all castes surprisingly, and does his best to remain..some sort of positive, though he can say unnerving things a lot.
1 troll per rb, multiple rbs allowed, 18+ muns/muses only(he can be flirty), and judgebacks appreciated but not needed!
((The one where Habits and Roxxie reminisce on their messy pasts
((drabble under the cut so it doesn’t clog the dash
Habit’s ears twitch as Roxxie practically slams the door to his office open. He doesn’t look up as she strides over and sits down on the desk, shoving his paperwork away with a smug grin. Habit raises one eyebrow, trying to arrange the papers again.
“That’s my work, Roxxie.”
She scoffs, rolling her eyes and adjusting her furs-not that it stopped them from sliding down her arms.
“(5) Who cares, you can spare a few minutes for your dearest friend! (7)”
Habit doesn’t comment on her being wrong. Roxxie takes this as a sign to continue and triumphantly whips out a slip of paper from behind her back. She’s waving it around too much for Habit to actually see what it is.
“(5) Lookie what I found! (7)”
She slaps the paper down, crossing her arms with a grin. Habit looks down at it, surprised to see it’s an old photo.
The photo is of a younger Habit and Roxxie, from a good few sweeps ago. Habit’s hair is long and messy, his face twisted up into a playful smirk. He’s wearing a simple black tank top, a spiked bracelet just barely visible on the arm slung around Roxxie’s shoulders.
Roxxie is wearing a sleeveless sweater over a dress shirt, her hair short and just barely brushing her neck. Her makeup is perfectly made, her contacts gone just like the scar under her eye is. She’s beaming, like she was about to start laughing.
Habit’s eyes catch on a detail of his past selves appearance, a lump growing in his throat. His horns are intact in the photo. No gap carved into the side of them, just simple horns that jutted up like a wolves ears. His ears flatten down as he looks away from the photo, quickly trying to shake the memory away.
“That is..an impressive find, Roxxie.”
Roxxie cackles, throwing her head back.
“(5) Look at tiny Habit! Back when you weren’t so...(7)”
She grimaces, her face scrunching up as she gestures at him.
“(5)..Like that.(7)”
Habits ears twitch unhappily. What was wrong with his appearance?
“Simple formal clothing is preferable over tacky dresses, thank you very much.”
Roxxie reels back, acting like she’s been mortally wounded.
“(5) My own friend! Betraying me! (7)”
Habit looks down at his paperwork, tone cold. He had work to do, he didn’t have time to entertain her antics.
“Yes, well, we all know what happened to the last troll.”
Roxxie freezes, her dramatic act dropping. She pulls her arms close to herself, crossing them as she looks away. She's silent for a moment, and when she speaks she sounds almost sullen.
“Jaybird had it comin.”
Habit doesn’t respond, staring at this papers. Jay was..well, he was Jay. And now he was gone, and that was just how it was.
“If you’ll excuse me, Roxxie, I need to go get a copy of next weeks schedule.”
Roxxie ignores how terrible the excuse was-he didn’t need a schedule, it was the same every week-and stares at the desk blankly. He brushes past her, glancing at her over his shoulder before walking out of the room.
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