Simon

this is bigger than me.

[convict-simon]

hello… tumblr, my name is Simon, but i have also been called Convict. you all may call me whatever you like, really, whether it be my real name or a nickname you came up with yourself, i dont mind..

the important thing is, i have stumbled my way onto this website, and i have found many more people than i even thought were alive still. i have no way to contact anyone else, though, so im really just here to cure my boredom

[hello!! this is the mod, here to give my thanks to Markiplier, David Szymanski, and many others for such an amazing movie and well built character!

for context, in this au Simon is still trapped in the iron lung down in that cave, and hes lost all power.

update: simon has fixed his power problem, and is now in the process of being rescued, stay tuned 🙏

update 2: simon has been rescued from the blood ocean, having made three friends, and now we gotta see what happens next 🤷‍♂️

i made this askblog entirely for fun, and i dont expect much out of it. that being said, i may be a too busy with school or such to answer every question.

i am neurodivergent and get very into characters, and often project onto them, so he may not be totally in-character.

i dont care much how people want to rp or interact with my Simon, as long as theres no nsfw, because i am a minor.

otherwise, have fun!]

[convict-simon]

great… eel jokes. i fucking love eels.

*he says sarcastically. simon is not a fan of eels.*

[convict-simon]

I've made peace with it a long time ago, don't worry. It was...kinda logical that we'd shit all over the place and then start whining about it like it's not our fault. It just feels unfair that people like us have to deal with it years later.

/Marc flaps his tail against the stone surface again to show that he's annoyed. Then, he lifts his head and suddenly opens his mouth. This makes his head visibly just snap in half, with the top part tilting so far back that it looks concerning. And there's so many teeth... Simon can barely see in the dark but it's just...rows and rows of thin sharp teeth, all curved in different directions. The tongue looks weird too- t's long, with a shin tip, squirming in there like a snake./

/A weird noise leaves Marc's throat. It sounds like a whine and a groan at the same time... And then his mouth snaps shut again./

Sorry. /He looks away for a second, worried that he might've scared Simon./ Needed to yawn..

[it's been a long time since I bothered you... Hope you still remember me 👉👈🫪.... 🐀]

yeah..

*his snaps his head towards marc, watching him for a moment with a bewildered look on his face*

…no, youre fine. ive seen weirder

*he laughs*

[hii ofc i remember you!! youve been around too long for me to forget 🥹]

[convict-simon]

Pet da fish?

sure, why not

*he walks up behind zee and runs his hand through their hair, gently petting behind their ears*

@zeefromthebloodsea

[convict-simon]

Is your fish filled with soup?

dont fucking touch them.

[zeefromthebloodsea]

"Whats going on?" They asked.

[convict-simon]

*he wraps his arms around zee and pulls them close, planting a kiss on their cheek*

nothing, just.. people again. as long as youre safe im okay

[convict-simon]

Is your fish filled with soup?

dont fucking touch them.

[convict-simon]

*takes out surgical knife*

get that fucking thing away from me.

[convict-simon]

...are you filled wirh soup?

…i would rather not answer that.

[convict-simon]

Do you have more soup?

uhm. no.

[convict-simon]

Yes. It was good with soup crackers.

uhm. interesting

[convict-simon]

*pops out of a hole with a red stained mouth.* "i drank the soup!"

[The blood ocean is the soup]

you… drank the blood ocean?

[convict-simon]

....fish soup?

no.

[convict-simon]

...why cant i slurp zees tendons? ...they noobles.

why do you think.

[convict-simon]

I have stolen your period cramps

oh thank fuck

[convict-simon]

[gives him an emotional support pet]

thanks.

[convict-simon]

From the shadows comes a round beast. The raccoon has sensed Simon’s plight.

The critter decides to be merciful. It splays on Simon’s lower stomach. It purrs. It is essentially volunteering as a living heat pack.

ngk. thanks.

*he pets the raccoon, running his fingers through its fur to try to distract himself*

[convict-simon]

I curse you with period cramps

oh for fucks sake… why do you people love torturing me..?