Itās your favorite Lord in Black, Blinky! Or perhaps your least favorite. Doesnāt make a difference to me! Iāll torture you all the same!!!
Welcome to my domain! And no, Iām not only talking about Watcherworld. My domain extends the entirety of Hatchetfield!! From the Witchwood to the Nantucket Bridge! Itās all mine HA HA HEE!!!
Itās been a little glum around Hatchetfield latelyā¦ so I thought Iād hop on here and cause some problems! There is nothing I love more than watching some good old-fashioned chaos! And sometimes, during the slow season, you just have to make your own.
All you have to do is invoke my name and I will pay you or anyone of your choice a little visit! And donāt worry about the price. I work for cheap.
HE HE HA HA!!! SEE YOU AROUND!
RULES šļø
1. Donāt be a douche. Iām okay with basically every ask as long as itās not genuinely hateful in any way. Iām not saying 18+ stuff isnāt allowed but I probably wonāt interact with anything romantic.
2. If I donāt respond to an ask within 72 hours you are allowed to send it again (in case the Tumblr ask box just absorbed it without a trace). Most likely Iāve just been off Tumblr for a bit so please be patient. If I refuse to answer an ask Iāll tell you why.
3. Please donāt take anything on this blog too seriously. There will be gore and other disturbing imagery so be cautious. It should all be canon-typical but Iām new to this so Iām still figuring out my style. If I do something you donāt like, tell me and Iāll back off.
4. OOC is marked in squiggly brackets { like this }.
HOW TO PLAY šļø
Blinky is here for one reason and one reason only: to cause as much chaos as possible!! He loves nothing more than creating some good, messy drama to watch.
Send in an ask to get a personal response, or tag someone who you think needs to play Blinkyās game and Iāll leave a prompt in their ask box. Be aware that Blinkyās whole purpose is to make someone live out there worst experiences like theyāre in a personalized version of Hell. I have some experience writing horror and Iād love to spread my wings a bit.
Have fun! Thatās what weāre all here to do, after all :)
( Also if youāre curious Blinky uses all pronouns, including it/its. )
How do you feel about your employees? Y'know, the Sniggles?
Imbeciles, all of them. Most canāt tell their head from their ass. Thatās why I keep them in Watcherworld. I donāt need them out in the wild embarrassing me.
That being said there is one in particular who Iāve been very pleased with. A new one, recently recruited. I think she has great potentialā¦
Making friends, I see? He he hee!!! Donāt forget about meee~~!!
[ Just as quick as it came it disappears. ]
{ šļø @blikloteps-domain }
...Oh trust me, I want to forget about you.
So, so, so, so drastically. -Hands go over their face, annoyed.-
You have no IDEA-- -They breathe in, and breathe out slowly.- I need to not shout at this, I can't shout right now, but like.. pretty please!! -Kris doesn't even know actually what to 'pretty please' for. After a second they just put their face onto a pillow and shouts into it.-
[ A whisper tickles your ear. A voice makes itself heard in your mind, quiet but powerful. ]
Hellooo Krysti-friend!! Iāve been watching you! I know what it is that you desireā¦
If you ever want to get off this God-forsaken island you know you can always come to me ;)
Iāve been waiting so very longā¦
{ šļø @blikloteps-domain }
-Kris looks around, first just jumpscared by a voice. But as it goes on, the... feeling the voice brings grows, familiar. Terrifying. Brings back an awful, gut feeling. They feel sick.-
Watching me... Like I need anyone else down my back.
What do you want from me, eehh? Is that unreasonable to ask the mystery voice? --They tug on the sides of their jacket tighter and tighter.-- Why do you make me feel nauseous, all over again?
-They cough awkwardly, trying to breathe.- Right, am I supposed to be excited? Desperate? I have, not a clue who you are to me.
-They're thankful nobody passing by has to hear them, assuming circumstances, talk to themselves.-
You know what I want from youā¦ I know what I want from youā¦ we all know!
I used to be quite familiar with your lineage. Your gran-pappy and his gran-pappy and all their mommies and daddies!! Donāt pretend like you donāt know meā¦
The world around Kris starts to darken. Reality falls away. Itās not real, of course. Blinky doesnāt have that kind of power over them. Not yet, at least. But it still has enough control to play tricks on the eyes.
I can help youuu~~ Iām here to serve you! I see you like to make music. What if I made it so ALL the WORLD could see you? Wouldnāt that be nice? Would it be lovely to have your influence spread beyond stupid little Hatchetfield?
-Kris looks ahead, eyes still shut, struggling to hear anything but Blinky's voice and offer, and a pitched whistle, a sound unlike when you've blown your ears.-
Right. So, you. -Kris is bamboozled, but they're getting their memories straight.- Huh. So, l'm going to try remembering. Oh no indeed. Your playground, I'm not even going to start, not good memories. I still miss my cousins. -Referring to WatcherWorld. Pointing fingers into darkness, they mention.- And you, are.. That mascot, thing. The eye teddy? -Snapping their fingers on the name, failing to recognise.- It doesn't fill me with confidence between you potentially serving me, that you're also actively fucking with my vision. -They pause their little yapping, realising they're just going to keep this going talking like that.-
You're catchin' me at a bad time to make long-term decisions. -Kris groans into their hands, trying to get up from where they were sat. God they need to dye their hair again.-
I see youāre a little out of sorts at the moment. No worries! I can always come back another time.
Kris isnāt taking the bait. Not yet. Blinky is smart. He knows how to work a subject. Best not to crowd them too much in the beginning. Go slowly. Earn yourself a place in their mind. Becomeā¦ familiar. To them.
Blinky loosens his grip on Krisās mind. The darkness fades away and the regular sights of the world come back into focus. The world has continued to move around Kris during this time.
Just think about it. Anything you could ever want!! Fame, fortune, answers, protection, powerāI have it all, hee hee!!
Iāll be waiting. And watching. Remember, Iām ALWAYS here for you! Just invoke my name to call me up!
Until then, my friendy-foe!!!
Blinkyās presence, that sickening, heavy malaise, is gone.
-Krystina's vision lightens again, thank god. And they stick their tongue out in disgust at what just happened, running their hands through their hair.-
...Lovely. Now I have volunteering, and that little bugger to deal with.
HHhh-uuuggh, I need to go get dye and wash this, I hate thiiiissss. Hate-hate-hate-hateee this... šš
--And they just walk away, tired of paranormal stuff for one experience.--
Hiya, Mister Boss' Brother! The Boss wanted me to tell you that he thinks youuuuuur games are not as fuuuun as his ;P
[ @peteypiper ]
WELLLLLā¦ your BOSS is a STU-PID SHIT.
What does he know about games, anyway? Heās too picky. Ted this, Pete that, blah blah blah blah BLAH! A REAL lord knows you gotta spread your influence FAR and WIDE if you want to catch any real prey!
The Lord takes a second to compose himself. Only his brothers can make him break character like this. He closes his eye(s) and when he opens it again it has returned to a joyous squint.
Say, howās that Snitchie doing? I havenāt heard from him much recently. Is he still out doing my evil bidding? He better! Everyone knows what happens to disobedient snigglesā¦
[ A whisper tickles your ear. A voice makes itself heard in your mind, quiet but powerful. ]
Hellooo Krysti-friend!! Iāve been watching you! I know what it is that you desireā¦
If you ever want to get off this God-forsaken island you know you can always come to me ;)
Iāve been waiting so very longā¦
{ šļø @blikloteps-domain }
-Kris looks around, first just jumpscared by a voice. But as it goes on, the... feeling the voice brings grows, familiar. Terrifying. Brings back an awful, gut feeling. They feel sick.-
Watching me... Like I need anyone else down my back.
What do you want from me, eehh? Is that unreasonable to ask the mystery voice? --They tug on the sides of their jacket tighter and tighter.-- Why do you make me feel nauseous, all over again?
-They cough awkwardly, trying to breathe.- Right, am I supposed to be excited? Desperate? I have, not a clue who you are to me.
-They're thankful nobody passing by has to hear them, assuming circumstances, talk to themselves.-
You know what I want from youā¦ I know what I want from youā¦ we all know!
I used to be quite familiar with your lineage. Your gran-pappy and his gran-pappy and all their mommies and daddies!! Donāt pretend like you donāt know meā¦
The world around Kris starts to darken. Reality falls away. Itās not real, of course. Blinky doesnāt have that kind of power over them. Not yet, at least. But it still has enough control to play tricks on the eyes.
I can help youuu~~ Iām here to serve you! I see you like to make music. What if I made it so ALL the WORLD could see you? Wouldnāt that be nice? Would it be lovely to have your influence spread beyond stupid little Hatchetfield?
-Kris looks ahead, eyes still shut, struggling to hear anything but Blinky's voice and offer, and a pitched whistle, a sound unlike when you've blown your ears.-
Right. So, you. -Kris is bamboozled, but they're getting their memories straight.- Huh. So, l'm going to try remembering. Oh no indeed. Your playground, I'm not even going to start, not good memories. I still miss my cousins. -Referring to WatcherWorld. Pointing fingers into darkness, they mention.- And you, are.. That mascot, thing. The eye teddy? -Snapping their fingers on the name, failing to recognise.- It doesn't fill me with confidence between you potentially serving me, that you're also actively fucking with my vision. -They pause their little yapping, realising they're just going to keep this going talking like that.-
You're catchin' me at a bad time to make long-term decisions. -Kris groans into their hands, trying to get up from where they were sat. God they need to dye their hair again.-
I see youāre a little out of sorts at the moment. No worries! I can always come back another time.
Kris isnāt taking the bait. Not yet. Blinky is smart. He knows how to work a subject. Best not to crowd them too much in the beginning. Go slowly. Earn yourself a place in their mind. Becomeā¦ familiar. To them.
Blinky loosens his grip on Krisās mind. The darkness fades away and the regular sights of the world come back into focus. The world has continued to move around Kris during this time.
Just think about it. Anything you could ever want!! Fame, fortune, answers, protection, powerāI have it all, hee hee!!
Iāll be waiting. And watching. Remember, Iām ALWAYS here for you! Just invoke my name to call me up!
Until then, my friendy-foe!!!
Blinkyās presence, that sickening, heavy malaise, is gone.
[ A whisper tickles your ear. A voice makes itself heard in your mind, quiet but powerful. ]
Hellooo Krysti-friend!! Iāve been watching you! I know what it is that you desireā¦
If you ever want to get off this God-forsaken island you know you can always come to me ;)
Iāve been waiting so very longā¦
{ šļø @blikloteps-domain }
-Kris looks around, first just jumpscared by a voice. But as it goes on, the... feeling the voice brings grows, familiar. Terrifying. Brings back an awful, gut feeling. They feel sick.-
Watching me... Like I need anyone else down my back.
What do you want from me, eehh? Is that unreasonable to ask the mystery voice? --They tug on the sides of their jacket tighter and tighter.-- Why do you make me feel nauseous, all over again?
-They cough awkwardly, trying to breathe.- Right, am I supposed to be excited? Desperate? I have, not a clue who you are to me.
-They're thankful nobody passing by has to hear them, assuming circumstances, talk to themselves.-
You know what I want from youā¦ I know what I want from youā¦ we all know!
I used to be quite familiar with your lineage. Your gran-pappy and his gran-pappy and all their mommies and daddies!! Donāt pretend like you donāt know meā¦
The world around Kris starts to darken. Reality falls away. Itās not real, of course. Blinky doesnāt have that kind of power over them. Not yet, at least. But it still has enough control to play tricks on the eyes.
I can help youuu~~ Iām here to serve you! I see you like to make music. What if I made it so ALL the WORLD could see you? Wouldnāt that be nice? Would it be lovely to have your influence spread beyond stupid little Hatchetfield?
