"𝕴 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖕 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙. 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖆𝖘𝖐."
"𝕴'𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖕 𝖞𝖔𝖚."
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"𝕴 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖕 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙. 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖆𝖘𝖐."
"𝕴'𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖕 𝖞𝖔𝖚."
𝕴𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕸𝖊𝖕𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖔 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝕱𝖆𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖘 𝕬𝖑𝖕𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖚𝖒
//Ayyy, this is a new multimuse by Alu! I’ll be reblogging this post onto the old blogs of the muses that have been moved onto this blog!
//So, I went ahead and started the blog. Got the theme put in, some images up and started imputting the characters
So far the muselist is:
Mephisto (Fausts Alptraum)
Bloody Mary (Food Fantasy)
Green Curry (Food Fantasy)
Demonio (Elsword)
Soma Cruz (Castlevania)
Henry (Fire Emblem)
The muses that may be added but are still undecided are:
Herrscher (Elsword)
Giltz (Obsolete Dream/Funamusea)
Jeritza (Fire Emblem Three Houses)
Yamato Hotsuin (Devil Survivor)
D (Vampire Hunter D)
Xenolith (Disgaea)
Almaz (Disgaea)
And the oc's will be:
Jade (Jadedlight) (DnD)
Conivolus (Coniivolus) (DnD)
Vincent (Fraudhunter) (Fandomless/DnD)
Cerin (Fangedmenace) (Fandomless)
Mint (Mintbay) (Among Us)
//So I think I'm gonna do it, I'm now just trying to compile a list of all the characters that I'm moving onto it
//Part of me is debating on making a multimuse for some of my characters, not sure yet though
✔ : What drew you to the character you currently play? What types of characters are you generally drawn to?
I play a good variety of characters! Though they usually fall into 2 categories.
Morally questionable and highly obsessive or edgelord with a tragic backstory that hides their suffering in some way.
And demons, I just, really like demon characters.
Though, I do have a few cinnamon rolls thrown in.
I think we can figure out what category Mephisto is in. Though their design itself was a major factor in me playing them as well. I can't remember the last time I fell for a characters design so quick. It's got a gothic feel, but is also very whimsical as well. The boots are very fitting as well.
❤️?
❤ : What are some role-plays that you have done/are doing that you particularly enjoy and wish to share with your followers?
Well, first and foremost I adore both threads that I'm doing with Alexandriteobscura right now! I love this back and forth between the two of them, both of them reading each other and using their emotions and weaknesses to get what they want from each other.
Elisabeth knows if she pretends to go along with their shit, she can get them to do what she wants and Mephisto seems to think that they can use her fear of her surroundings to manipulate her (with mixed results). It's interesting really.
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✌ : Fondest role-play memory, between muses?
It's hard to choose, but probably a lot of the old threads on my Demonio blog? That used to be my main blog, and I had a lot of fun back when the fandom had some more members.
I had a lot of shenanigans with Ciel and this one Add, where they were like... frienemies? And they'd do stupid shit, but there'd also be those serious moments that usually led to altercations between them.
And his antagonistic relationship with this Ain, they'd always end up in some shit.
I really miss those days, with my old Elsword group. There were only like, 6 of us but we all had fun together. Sadly, I'm the only one still around so I only check my Demonio blog every week or so to see if I've recieved anything.
😡 : Worst role play-related encounter and what advice you would give to others to avoid similar situations?
✌ : Fondest role-play memory, between muses?
✿ : Fondest role-play memory, between muns?
웃 : An existing character you’ve played in the past that you miss?
ツ : An OC you created that you are proud of?
유 : A role-play related instance that you regret/are ashamed/not proud of?
♂ : Do you have a role-play/writing routine? If so, what is it?
♀ : A trope you catch yourself falling back too often?
☿ : A trope you dislike?
✍ : Offer 3-5 tips on how to get other role players started on interacting with your muse.
✉ : On average, how long does it take you to write a reply that you’re pleased with?
❅ : Advice to non-role play blogs that want to get started?
✔ : What drew you to the character you currently play? What types of characters are you generally drawn to?
☯ : Greatest challenge to writing your character?
✘ : Any head canons you’d like to imply on you character but know they wouldn’t fit?
✯ : A head canon someone else has inspired you to adopt?
➳ : Do you prefer writing on your own, on tumblr/a forum, or on an IM platform? Why?
▲ : What sort of information do you like to see on someone’s role play page that helps you determine whether or not you would want to write with them?
▼ : Are there popular head canons for your character that you disagree with? Why?
♫ : Are there parts of your own personality that you reflect onto your character? How do they work?
❤ : What are some role-plays that you have done/are doing that you particularly enjoy and wish to share with your followers?
✈ : What do you think is your reputation in your role-play community?
⌘ : Where do you get some of your inspirations for plots/head canons? Offer an example, if possible.
ღ : What sorts of plots/characters/scenes do you have the most difficulty writing, and why?
☂ : Spread some love: mention someone you’ve met that has influenced you or your writing in a positive way, and explain how.
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A Feast of Wolves and Piglets (closed)
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The scene was a complete and utter disaster. Unidentifiable food lay splattered and dripping down the walls, from the ceiling, and smeared across the long table that dominated the center of the room. The plates and other various dishes—most of them broken in some way—that sat atop the table were likewise piled high with mounds of ROTTING FOOD. The meat sat speared with countless forks and knives, the vegetables and fruits scattered about pitted with rot and full of various bugs and maggots that squirmed and crawled through the spongy mush.
And at the center of this nightmarish scene sat Elisabeth and around her stood three, smaller black hooded figures.
Her long red hair was almost black with greasy food—a bowl of soup was currently sat dripping down upon her head—and her dress was littered with crumbs and oily stains. Her face is even paler than usual, the lack of color only accentuated by the various still weeping cuts and red pock marks running across both cheeks. It seems that the FORKS and KNIVES had found something else to stab and slice a few times before being embedded into the meat on the table.
A large serving fork—one oft tasked with serving a chicken—nears the right side of her face, the rusted tines holding aloft a dripping piece of meat. The ‘offering’ is shoved cruelly against her face and the girl—despite her glazed over expression—turns her head away as best as the ropes binding her to the chair will allow. She wouldn’t eat. She wouldn’t eat and that was the PROBLEM. The fork held by the second eldest of the three brothers is unceremoniously dropped and then he charges with a rather fitting tearful squeal of rage. Elisabeth shuts her eyes and tries to tuck her chin down as the sudden weight against her chair sends it toppling and soon a crashing sound fills the dining hall that dwarfed any noise the three brothers had made before while throwing dishes and other such things.
The brother that had tackled her grunts and gets to his hands and knees, one hand automatically grabbing the fork he’d dropped a second ago and brandishing it above the prone girl with her eyes still firmly shut. He certainly looked and sounded like A PIG crawling after her the way he was….wasn’t that funny? At least they hadn’t thought to hurt her eyes—at least not yet.
“You’re supposed to EAT! IT’S RUDE NOT TO EAT!!!” The fork stabs downwards hitting the restrained girl in the shoulder and then withdraws only to plunge downwards again—and again and again. Each stab is punctuated by the frenzied screeching of the feral animal child. “EAT! EAT, EAT EAT EAT EAT!!” She can feel the tines digging into her shoulder, her arms, her ribs, her face, tearing at her ear and almost slipping inside, almost but not quite, tangling in her hair. Over and over and over again but still she refuses to eat. Soon a plate crashes somewhere close by her head—close enough that she can feel the shards of ceramic scrape against her forehead as her body shifts and jerks involuntarily underneath the smaller child’s onslaught. Thank god it’d missed.
The stabbing and screaming ceases for a second as a new sound—footsteps tromping through both food and debris sounds around her head and then a new sensation comes. Hands—these ones smaller than her first assailants, no doubt belonging to the youngest brother, claw through her hair before grabbing a section of it, raising her head up off the floor and then dropping it just as roughly. The thumping sound that reverberates through the girl’s skull is oddly…comforting. She sounded like one of the ruined fruits still left on the table. By the fourth or fifth time her head came crashing down onto the floor Elisabeth is sure that her ear is bleeding profusely….not that it made any of them stop, of course.
She had to be PUNISHED for her rudeness.
She had to pay for not PLAYING ALONG.
Another plate crashes nearby followed by a metallic pinging sound immediately followed by the slosh of some sort of liquid—the pot containing the soup, perhaps. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was the third pair of hands now grabbing onto her. Now the eldest had joined the fray and it was the eldest who was the most cunning, the most cruel. His hands yank at the ropes affixing her to the chair but rather than release her or haul her upright he begins dragging her backwards chair and all. Scrape scrape scrape goes the chair, the eldest brother now busily hauling her towards the kitchen proper as the other two scramble after them with masks sucking in and out rapidly with unmistakably excited breathing.
There’d be something nice IN THE OVEN—he was sure of it! There’d definitely be something in there that she wouldn’t turn her nose up at! Why, she might even be so excited about eating whatever it was that she’d climb right on inside….
Mephisto knew of everything that went on in this place. Every movement made, everything spoken of, nothing escaped their attention. Yet, unfortunately knowledge did not always mean action for them.
They stayed off, just out of sight of the three children and Elisabeth, leaning against the wall. They seemed wholly unperturbed by the scene in front of them. Truly, they wondered how much longer this would go on for. Would she break and beg for help? Would the little gremlins ones grow bored before she does? It was just a waiting game to see.
It nearly made them cringe to her head hit the floor, thud after thud and yet not a word from her. Was she still conscious? Surely she would have asked for them by now? It almost annoyed them to watch now.
Seeing the third brother join, they snapped out of their thoughts, he began dragging her toward the kitchen, much to their distaste. They couldn't have her dying, oh no, so they would have to cut this short. She may not have asked for them, but she was in no position to refuse at the moment.
Without a word the demon would vanish, and within a moment, would make themself comfortable on the kitchen counter.
As the brothers entered the kitchen, they'd be greeted with a look of displeasure from the demon(?).
"Must you always behave like filthy animals? That is no way to treat our guest, let alone a lady." Their tone was level, but laced with venom, a warning. Thin fingers would move over the counter, wrapping around the wooden handle of a discarded knife, the item now being twirled idly in their hands.
"I do believe Elisabeth is quite exhausted and ready to retire. Isn't that right my dear?" Their gaze would shift to her momentarily before fixing back onto the eldest of the three siblings. "Would you be so kind as to let me escort her back to her room? I am afraid, however, that no isn't a valid option today." With that said, their usual smile would grace their features once more.
nonverbal meme prompts ↪ they seem few & far between, so i tried to come up with as many scenarios as i could think of where dialogue wasn’t a necessary starting point. some are more uh specific than others / drabble-y, but they’re all dialogue-free ( tho ofc this does not necessarily extend to the response itself ). to reverse who sends what, send ‘ [ prompt ]+ ’ ! alter any as you see fit, & lemme know if anything’s unclear ♡
[ pull ] sender pulls receiver closer to them
[ touch ] sender places their hand affectionately on receiver
[ guide ] sender helps receiver through a difficult video game
[ lean ] sender leans on receiver
[ pierce ] sender helps receiver with a new piercing ( doing, aftercare, etc )
[ sit ] sender sits in receiver’s lap
[ spar ] sender pins receiver down in a practice fight
[ cook ] sender makes food for receiver
[ slide ] sender pushes an item across the table to receiver
[ kiss ] sender kisses ( lips, cheek, forehead, hand, etc )
[ lead ] sender leads receiver someplace
[ wound ] sender injures muse in a fight ( practice or real )
[ snap ] sender takes a photo of receiver ( candid or posed )
[ drape ] sender drapes their arm around receiver’s shoulders
[ bullet ] sender takes a bullet for receiver ( literal or figurative )
[ nap ] sender falls asleep against receiver
[ teeth ] sender bears teeth at receiver
[ trace ] sender traces one of receiver’s scars
[ cocktail ] sender makes / gives receiver a cocktail
[ comfort ] sender comforts receiver when they are upset / crying
[ bouquet ] sender surprises receiver with a bouquet
[ massage ] sender gives receiver a massage ( planned, spontaneous, full body, shoulder, etc )
[ mentor ] sender takes muse under their wing
[ tattoo ] sender helps receiver with a new tattoo ( doing, aftercare, etc )
[ dare ] receiver acts out a dare from sender
[ hug ] sender pulls receiver into a hug
[ phone ] receiver sees sender smiling at something on their phone
[ popcorn ] sender makes popcorn for a movie night
[ wake ] sender tries to wake receiver
[ groom ] sender tries to make receiver look more presentable
[ flower ] sender places a flower behind receiver’s ear
[ sad ] sender looks at receiver sorrowfully
[ playlist ] sender curates a playlist
[ fashion show ] sender tries to help receiver choose an outfit
[ shield ] sender steps between receiver and danger
[ bandage ] sender helps bandage up receiver’s wounds
[ duel ] muses get into a fight
[ fear ] sender finds receiver having a nightmare
[ hold ] sender holds receiver’s hand
[ bruise ] sender finds receiver with a bruise / tries to help receiver cover up a bruise
[ brush ] sender brushes / styles / dyes receiver’s hair
[ portrait ] receiver paints a portrait of receiver
[ assist ] sender helps the receiver with a task they’re struggling in
[ wow ] sender does something to really amaze receiver
[ glare ] sender is still hurt after an argument
[ roast ] muses roast marshmallows together / make s’mores
[ shoot ] muses attend a game of paintball
[ diary ] receiver writes a journal entry about sender ( maybe they find it ? )
[ dance ] sender whisks receiver onto to ‘ dance floor ’ ( can be actual or pretend )
[ rest ] sender rests their chin on receiver’s head / shoulder
[ manicure ] sender paints receiver’s nails
[ tuck ] sender tucks in receiver’s shirt, hair behind ear, etc
[ chin ] sender lifts receiver’s chin up
[ lap ] sender puts their feet in receiver’s lap
[ write ] receiver writes sender a note
[ play ] muses play a board game / card game together
[ glance ] receiver catches sender looking at them
[ ill ] sender takes care of receiver when they are unwell
[ hearth ] sender lights a fire
[ tap ] sender taps receiver on the shoulder
[ bake ] muses bake together
[ read ] sender reads to receiver
[ study ] sender tries to help receiver study
[ push ] sender pushes receiver in anger
[ skill ] receiver tries to assist sender in learning a new skill
[ coated ] receiver finds sender covered in blood
[ gesture ] sender motions for receiver to follow them
[ downpour ] receiver finds sender out in the rain
Braid for Elisabeth!
[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair
The question seemed to catch them, off guard but they were quick to recover. Just what was she plotting here? Such a simple request, but an odd one at that. That infamous grin would appear on their lips before they would speak. “Why, of course you can dear Elizabeth. I will grab some things, give me one moment.” With that, they’d leave her alone in the room, but true to their word they didn’t take long at all to collect what was needed.
They would return with two stacked chairs, a hair crush and a few hair ties. They weren’t sure what exactly she wanted to accomplish here, so they thought it best to be prepared.
Unstacking the chairs, one placed behind the other. She could sit or if needed stand on the chair, they weren’t sure how far up she was going to braid. Just in case. Handing off the other two items to her, they would then take a seat in the front chair.
“Have you ever braided before?”
nonverbal memes
add + to reverse who does the action
[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention [ sleep ] for your muse to wake mine [ cover ] for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket [ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc. [ kiss ] for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning [ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair [ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair [ embrace ] for your muse to hold mine [ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room [ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer [ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s [ weep ] for your muse to catch mine crying [ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food [ hit ] for your muse to attack mine [ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance [ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine [ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap [ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring [ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually [ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support [ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm [ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand [ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine [ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap [ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down [ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away [ dream ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare [ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation [ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine [ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine [ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine
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lines taken from various characters and events found in american mcgee’s game , alice : madness returns ( 2011 ) . feel free to change pronouns ( he , she , they , i , etc ) & tenses as you feel necessary .
“ another day , a different dream perhaps ”
“ i know what’s real ”
“ i know i’m guilty of something ”
“ punishment hardly ever suits the victims of a crime ”
“ you’ve used me and abused me , but you will not destroy me ! ”
“ i want to forget ”
“ it’s not a dream , it’s a memory ”
“ how is one to find her way ? ”
“ i didn’t kill my family ”
“ i’ve not come back here looking for a fight ”
“ i’m not afraid to die ”
“ when you’re not on edge , you’re taking up too much space ”
“ threats , promises , and good intentions don’t amount to action ”
“ every picture tells a story . sometimes we don’t like the ending . sometimes we don’t understand it ”
“ delusions , too , die hard with memory ”
“ only the savage regard the endurance of pain as the measure of worth ”
“ forgetting pain is convenient , remembering it : agonizing ”
“ a secret is only a secret when it is unspoken to another ”
“ different denotes neither bad nor good , but it certainly means not the same ”
“ how fine you look when dressed in rage ”
“ is our situation not dismal ? ”
“ every adventure requires a first step ”
“ only a few find the way , some don’t recognize it when they do — some don’t ever want to ”
“ everything’s a nail , is it , miss hammerhead ? ”
“ forgetting’s just forgetting , except when it’s not ”
“ a good guest does not overstay , a perfect guest stays home ”
“ who benefits from your madness ? ”
“ what you claim not to know is merely what you’ve denied ”
“ authority must be obeyed , or it must be overthrowned ”
“ you shouldn’t ask questions you know the answer to ”
“ make your survival mean something ”
“ memory is more often a curse than a blessing ”
“ the past must be paid for ”
“ you’re as randomly lethal and entirely confused as you ever were ”
“ return to whatever hovel’s home to you ”
“ your presence here is unwelcome ”
“ everyone here has an excuse for doing nothing ”
“ this world is not so either / or ”
“ what’s true of the living is often true of the dead ”
“ this life is full of random death ”
“ death is the ultimate equalizer ”
“ all have the right to be eaten ”
“ you’re not that good a liar , and i’m not that stupid ”
“ your madness will be punished ”
“ come to receive your punishment then ? ”
“ the damage is done ”