[REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR BAH BUT ONLY FOR FICTIVES ON THE SOURCE LIST. NO SONGTIVES FOR NOW. POSTS ARE SLOW. USERBOX REQS ARE OPEN]
You find yourself in a large room with no memory of coming to this place and a vague sense that you've been here before. The room is completely empty apart from a sign with the words "FREE STUFF" scrawled across it in crayon. Underneath the sign is a wobbly table littered with countless piles of papers. A young boy, around ten-ish, sits at the table staring at you with hopeful but cautious eyes. Pinned to his shirt is a label, reading his name, scribbled messily with a different crayon: Ajax.
You're about to open your mouth to ask a question when he beats you to it.
"Can I help you?"
You nod and xey hand you a sheet containing a sourcelist and a stack of forms.
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BAH: [select tier- mix & match is allowed- you may request ONLY tier [] or only extras if you wish- please specify]
Tier 1 [add up to 4 extras]:
Names:
Age:
Pronouns:
Gender:
Favourites:
colour:
animal:
season:
Tier 2 [add up to 3 extras]:
Sexuality:
Romantic orientation:
One tag/sign off:
Typing quirk:
Role(s):
Tier 3 [add up to 3 extras]:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Habits:
Personality:
Verbal?:
Birthday month:
2 tags/sign offs:
Tier 4 [add up to 2 extras]:
Front rules:
Interaction rules/status [oti, iwc]:
Triggers:
Postriggers:
Regression [agere/petre]:
Species:
Tier 5 [add up to 2 extras]:
Preffered "alter term" [alter, headmate]:
Alter/kin/linktype(s):
Description [as if they're writing]:
Extra:
Userbox
Faceclaim or picrew
Outfit style
Moodboard
(Trans/perma/etc) IDs [nonharmful]
Other [specify]
For introjects:
Source:
Source pos/neg/neu?:
Similar to source?:
ASK GAME
ASK GAME 2
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Userbox form:
Text:
Optional:
Colour(s):
Image:
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Other: specify [you can request anything but it may be turned down]
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"What do I do with these?" you ask, starting to fill out the ones you need.
The little boy points to the side of the table where a mail box has appeared. Written on it in another crayon are the words "MIAL BOX"
Hesitantly but obidiantly, you step towards the mail box and post in your form(s). Then you step back, wondering what to do next.
"Sit down." he says, gesturing at a chair that appeared in the corner. "We'll call you when it's ready."
He waves before dissapearing through a door labelled "STAF ONLY" leaving you completely alone.
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[end rp- DNI under cut]
