Call me Dean.

You ain't in a crew no more, kid. // Independent RP blog for Crewstuck DD // M!A: None (Currently Accepting)

[downcastdaylight]

((The new blog is already set up. I’m going to stay on here to wrap up any lenghthy RPs with people, of which there is only really one. Everything new will now be showing up on deandracon. ))

[downcastdaylight]

It’s all gotten slower and there’s nobody to talk to.

Oh well, I guess that’s how it goes.

[downcastdaylight]

“Stay?”

Stay.

[rustedseven]

A relieved sigh came from Crowbar and he picked up his hat, putting it back over his head. Gods, he hoped that this whole trickster thing was blowing over – that it was just a scare, something that would be put to rest on it’s own accord.

“Good. Now all that’s left is for you to go home.. and for you to do that you’ll need your.. friends, to work with you, right?” He looked somewhat concerned for a moment or two, before he worked at straightening out his clothes and dusting himself off.

“..And no, I don’t think it’d be a good idea for you to put yourself in danger still. There is still a risk, and I don’t want to be mopping you from the floor later. That’s – It’s. The thought bugs me.”

He didn’t want to say it, but –

“Perhaps you should uh, stay here?”

[downcastdaylight]

Dean sat quietly, nodding a little as Crow continued to speak to him. The Felt had a point, obviously; there would be risk moving around the manor, especially when it can be almost impossible to predict the movements of the Tricksters, or any of the Felt at all.

“..You’re right. We still can’t go anywhere completely safely, there’s far too much to worry about. And I don’t know what my “friends” are doing right now. It’s like they’re removing everything I had to escape situations easily.”

He goes quiet as he considers the last question, and the implications of said question.

“What do you mean, stay? Here? For how long, are you thinking?”

[downcastdaylight]

I don’t know if I need to read back over the dash or not.

I guess I won’t.

[fluerly]

im actually really afraid that no one will fall in love with me

[rustedseven]

“Hhhf.” He rubbed at his own face, headache knocking against his brain. Speaking of, why does he have a headache, anyway? It could be from exhaustion, but the slight swelling on one side of his face doesn’t really add up.

Crow saw that little smile, by the way. Awkward. But he pretended not to notice and instead, got off of the bed and stood with a rather heavy sigh. “You heard anything, recently? Any .. nnh, giggles or something similar?”

Also, Dean. No. Crowbar is literally somewhere around thirty eight. Hush.

[downcastdaylight]

“Nothing noticeable, no. Things have been in the clear, I think there’s only really one of them left amok. Haven’t seen much on the website to say otherwise.”

Dean noticed the swelling, and he knew full well how that got there. However, he decided not to share. Something about the way it arrived made Dean feel that the Felt would be the slightest bit embarrassed by it.

“The point being, we should be perfectly fine to go searching for people to assist now. The majority of the danger has passed.”

[downcastdaylight]

I’m going to go explore the manor for a few hours.

I’ll see you all again then, maybe.

[soulgems]

i’d just like to formally apologize for like… [gestures to all of myself]

[downcastdaylight]

It’s nice to know he started wanting me on my knees and has transitioned to threatening to kill me.

[a-succulent-gardener-deactivate]

idk.

[anotherrpmemeblog]

Send my muse a wet dream and they will rate it on how they wake up:

1. Discomfort/Disgusted 2. Confused/Uncomfortably aroused 3. Slightly aroused 4. Very aroused 5. Had an orgasm in their sleep

[a-succulent-gardener-deactivate]

Oh, he is not my Crowbar, you are not on my universe. Good. Don’t come near my universe, we do not tolerate intruders.

[downcastdaylight]

I’m sure that’s how it is. This one doesn’t either. I got lucky that Crowbar had a similar reaction to you when he first saw me.

He didn’t realize I was young until he showed up to “escort me out”.

[a-succulent-gardener-deactivate]

I can always get Crowbar’s crowbar and beat the crap out of your “immortality” that shit can break time itself.

A Crowbar? my Crowbar?… i think you got the wrong manor kid, stay there 

[downcastdaylight]

The manors tend to sort of blend together, I think. I’ve seen alternates of the same people here without jumping.

It’s the Crowbar that was on that image I posted, of the fans. rustedseven.

[a-succulent-gardener-deactivate]

My manor?..How did you even get here we don’t have transportalizers working.

Don’t fucking get near, i will shoot you on sight. Don’t test me

[downcastdaylight]

Fin, I’ve been here for the last two days. I have conditional immortality, and that includes a couple of other abilities.

I’ll keep that in mind and not get near. I’ve been sticking with a Crowbar for the most part anyway.

[a-succulent-gardener-deactivate]

Hmm.. So what do you plan to do now that everything is destroyed?

[downcastdaylight]

What I’m doing right now.

Meeting people. Causing a tiny bit of trouble. Just keeping my time occupied while I’m conditionally immortal.

Why do you think I’ve been staying around your manor?

[a-succulent-gardener-deactivate]

For the most part. I sometimes have visitors, but I live alone.

Sooo no parents?. How do you even survive?

[downcastdaylight]

Parents are dead.

Well, they’re not, there’s some timeline where they’re alive, but I can’t really go to that.

It’s a Session. I can basically pull anything I need out of thin air.