Unwanted Children @executionprogram - Tumblr Blog

((I haven’t been active in 1000 years a while, so it’s promo time!

Do you like rotten teenage murderers? The meanest girls you can find? Brutal, bloodthirsty brats who should have been put down a long time ago? A self-absorbed mind reader who’s set on the good of humanity? Then this is the blog for you! I have a wide cast of OCs, but the one thing they all have in common is that they’re the worst of the worst.

Like/reblog/reply if you’d be interested in interacting))

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son-for-all

“Hi everyone! I’m excited and, uh, a little nervous actually. But more so excited to be here! Let’s all get along!”

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a-miirus

woop woop. time for me to promo this blog again ! indie multi muse blog for all of my oc’s !! got a whole bunch of them so hopefully one can catch your eye ! we’ve got some good boys like a blind medium who tries to help people out with their ghost troubles. or a v dedicated magical boy trying to save the world. some v confused boys like an immortal who’s not quite sure why he’s the way he is and a vampire who really doesn’t want to be one and pretends otherwise. we got some doggos too if that’s your thing. don’t forget the trash boys with the self destructive lifestyle. pls give this a like or a reblog if you might be interested in interacting with me & i will go ahead and check you out !!

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staticbolts-blog

.x. please like or (reblog) if you’re interested in playing with Kaminari from bnha. indie && private. written by pea .x.

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crmatory-blog

are you into men with sass and a penchant for setting off the smoke alarm ? what about remorseless baddies set on reforming society ? reblog or hit that like button if you’re interested in interacting with an indie dabi from boku no hero academia, written by your neighbourhood cryptid ; nine.

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blooderanged

“ I’m a killer, cold and wrathful Silent sleeper, I’ve been inside your bedroom I’ve murdered half the town left you love notes on their headstones “

INDIE | MULTI-VERSE | MULTI-SHIP RP/ASK BLOG TOGA HIMIKO

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aemeutier

THERE IS NO OTHER WAY, NEVER RUN FAR. TAKE A GOOD SWING AT ME AND EVERYTHING IS EVEN. SO FINALLY, WE AGREE: NO PLACE FOR PROMISES HERE. YOU BETTER RUN, SO HIDE. HIDE: I HAVE BURNED YOUR BRIDGES. I WILL BE A GUN, AND IT’S YOU I’LL COME FOR. HIDE, HIDE HAVE NEVER FELT SO EASY. I WILL BE A GUN AND IT’S YOU I WILL COME FOR, AND I’M GONNA SEE THAT YOU WON’T GO FAR.

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I haven’t made one of these in ages, so here’s a little promo for ya’ll~

This is an independent, multi-muse OC blog for the characters of my story; Exceution Progam. If you like rotten girls, teenage murderers, borderline mind-reading geniuses, or human impersonating androids, give this post a like/reblog and I’ll check you out! I’m pretty much the opposite of selective, and I’d really like to be more active on here. . .

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ofgourmet

⸻ bonjour! it’s me, syd! and i’m here with a TOKYO GHOUL rp blog for TSUKIYAMA SHUU, HORI CHIE, and occasional special appearances by PAPA. this blog features a rich ghoul family and their adopted human, father/son bonding, gay/lesbian solidarity, and lots of crying. give this post a LIKE / REBLOG and i’ll check out your blog and maybe send one of these kids your way!

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memoryfogged-blog

so i don’t really know how to get my word out there but i’m a new sasaki haise rp acc from tokyo ghoul :re. if you could please rb this post so the word gets around that would be great? i’m pretty new to tumblr rp so i hope i’m doing this right

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I’m Back!

((Soooo, school killed me. It’s my final semester of high school, and I am still dying. Finals are coming up, I’m getting to that tense point where all the work is due, and it is not fun.

But! I’m going to try to write some more here soon! :D I miss this blog and I miss Rping, so I’m gonna try to me more active! My apologies if I’m a bit slow, but hopefully I’ll be able to do a lot more. Since it’s been so long, I’m going to be dropping my old threads and starting over with fresh stuff, so feel free to message me if you’d like to plot~))

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themanofgloom

Welcome Back.

themanofgloom

executionprogram:

“Well then, your mind must be quite the unpleasant place. They seem to have awful mouths on them; I’d hate to have to think like that. It’s a good thing they’re under your control, though. It would be terrible if they could do whatever they pleased.”

Animal knew she was treading dangerous ground. Whatever those things were, they didn’t seem very nice, and the person she was dealing with was likely equally so.

Being nearly indestructible, Animal had never had to worry about what harm came to her body. If she was damaged, she could be fixed. If she was destroyed, her personality bank could be placed into a new body. She was basically immortal, and worrying about her own safety was a strange thing indeed for a creature like her.

She hadn’t had to think about these things since Yuriko.

“Are you sure you’re alright, then? The stuttering is worrying, so offence, and I’d hate for you to lose control of those things because our conversation got too tense for you to handle.”

It was stranger yet to be actually caring about someone else’s well being. It was sort of for her own safety, but Animal couldn’t deny that she was worried. Ah well, it made sense; this person was her only link to Yuriko now, and it was no wonder she’d be afraid of losing his knowledge.

“Sound like what the humans expect us to be…” she muttered, a bit bitterly, almost hoping Ormad wouldn’t hear.

themanofgloom:

Ormad was almost as surprised as Animal. Someone? Cared about him? What sort of weird possessing witchcraft was this? This has never happened to him before…

“I’ll be f-f-f-f-f-fine.” He paused. “I th-th-th-th-think s-s-so…maybe not….”

Nothing seriously really happened when he lost control of the Negatives. Really the closest thing to serious was that he would break down against a wall and begin crying and sobbing into his own hands, racking himself with shaking gasps and racking breaths.

And while that happened, the creatures would just keep on barking insults at him, which didn’t make anything better.

“Th-Th-Th-This isn’t s-s-s-s-so sev-v-v-vere, actu-tu-tually,” he thought out loud. “Only tw-tw-two of th-th-th-them are h-h-here, currently. So, it’s not s-s-so bad, I suppose….” Though the shaking of his hand didn’t agree with that.

He suddenly met the Replacement’s gaze. He slightly wondered what she was thinking about. He thought that about every creation of the humans (or the humans themselves). How different were their mindsets compared to his own?

“Wh-Wh-Why d-d-do you care?”

executionprogram

The man’s stutter was downright worrying, bordering on annoying as he tripped over his words like they were stuck in his throat. Animal had never had any problem of the sort, and was becoming increasingly frustrated.

“You certainly don’t appear to be fine,” she said, forcing her own voice to stay even, “Your voice is shaking like you’re about to fall apart.”

Animal had never had any trouble with such pesky emotions as nervousness or fear. True, her group was a bit defective, a bit too capable of thinking for themselves, and she herself had been ruined by Yuriko’s influence, but she’d still never had the same sort of feelings as people like this.

It was strange. This man was no more human than she was, and yet he seemed so much more alive, filled with the sort of feelings that Animal could only imagine experiencing. In many ways, it was probably was blessing to be so empty; that way, nothing could ever hurt her.

“Oh, I suppose having more of the things would be worse. . . I don’t suppose there’s any way you can control them?” If only it could be that easy.

The man’s next question froze Animal up a little. She didn’t care, did she? Ormad was her only link to Yuriko, wasn’t that all she was here for? Animal hadn’t thought of herself as caring, and yet, that was what it seemed like.

“I don’t know. I suppose it’s because you’re my connection to Yuriko. I don’t. . . I don’t have feelings like a person does. I don’t know if I’m even capable of care.” Best to be honest, really. There was no use deluding the man into thinking she was any more than she was.

#Model Animal #Ic #themanofgloom

School is hitting me hard, and I’ll be taking a short break here. I’m still around, just getting overwhelmed with the amount of stuff I have to do. Be back as soon as I can~ O3O

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themanofgloom

Welcome Back.

themanofgloom

executionprogram:

“I’ll remember it. And before you say anything about Animal, it’s part of a set. I know humans are picky about names, but mine is a model designation. “02″ would work just as well as a name for me.”

Animal, honestly, was a bit touchy about how inhuman she was. She wasn’t very good at being the perfect, emotionless robot for her creators, but she really wasn’t that good at being a person, either. Her name was what really gave her away as beneath them, a designation that didn’t even sound like the kind of name a real person would have

Nearly jumping out of her skin when the creature wriggled out, Animal had to force herself to take a second look. Whatever the little thing was, it certainly wasn’t normal, and from its cruel, hissing tone, it didn’t sound very nice, either. She decided right away that she didn’t like whatever it was.

As a second creature crawled out of the man’s jacket, Animal had to resist twitching back. Ormad didn’t seem to bothered by them, but they might still be dangerous to her, unknown as they were.

Her handlers would be upset if any harm came to her while she was away.

Speaking of her handlers, Animal was starting to wonder where the man tasked with watching over her had gone.

Her phone buzzed with a text right on cue, her handler saying he’d had something come up and she should find her own way home. Well, that was certainly convenient. It would be entirely his fault if she was gone too long, and that meant she no longer had to worry about talking to Ormad.

“What are they?” Animal said in response, eyeing the snake like creature with distrust. “Are they safe? I mean, as safe as anything with such a nasty mouth can be.” Animal knew all too well the power of words.

themanofgloom:

Eyeing them the same way Animal was, he said, “They’re called….Negatives. Creatures comp-p-p-pletely under my control. Th-Th-Th-Th-They’re d-d-dead and hollow inside.” Just like me, he almost added.

“Th-Th-Th-They sp-speak my th-th-thoughts,” he explained quietly. When he had always thought about it to himself, it seemed casual and harmless. But when it was spoken out loud, it just made him extremely uncomfortable.

“Th-Th-Th-The Negative only come wh-wh-when I’m not in a v-v-v-v-v-very…well mood, let’s just say.” Ormad wasn’t able to make eye contact, even with his shapeshited disguise. Things like this….they weren’t very nice to talk about.

Especially when one of his arms were torn off.

“Espe-spe-spe-spe-specially wh-wh-when I’m extremely nervous, o-o-o-o-or upset, o-o-o-or just….feeling bad. Th-Th-Th-They make everyth-th-thing worse. And I hate it.

“But, th-th-they’re also useful, I suppose. I can make th-th-th-them do anyth-thing. Anything. Th-Th-Their minds are d-d-d-d-d-dead, s-s-s-so th-they can’t ever disobey me. I use them to…..bring attacks upon my enemies.”

There was a large amount of insecurity within his voice.

executionprogram

“Well then, your mind must be quite the unpleasant place. They seem to have awful mouths on them; I’d hate to have to think like that. It’s a good thing they’re under your control, though. It would be terrible if they could do whatever they pleased.”

Animal knew she was treading dangerous ground. Whatever those things were, they didn’t seem very nice, and the person she was dealing with was likely equally so.

Being nearly indestructible, Animal had never had to worry about what harm came to her body. If she was damaged, she could be fixed. If she was destroyed, her personality bank could be placed into a new body. She was basically immortal, and worrying about her own safety was a strange thing indeed for a creature like her.

She hadn’t had to think about these things since Yuriko.

“Are you sure you’re alright, then? The stuttering is worrying, so offence, and I’d hate for you to lose control of those things because our conversation got too tense for you to handle.”

It was stranger yet to be actually caring about someone else’s well being. It was sort of for her own safety, but Animal couldn’t deny that she was worried. Ah well, it made sense; this person was her only link to Yuriko now, and it was no wonder she’d be afraid of losing his knowledge.

“Sound like what the humans expect us to be. . .” she muttered, a bit bitterly, almost hoping Ormad wouldn’t hear.

#Model Animal #Ic #themanofgloom

themanofgloom

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themanofgloom

executionprogram:

Despite the man’s protests, Animal knew better. Yuriko would know every one of this man’s weaknesses already. He’d never be able to kill her, not unless his whole personality changed to something she couldn’t read.

“She probably won’t seek you out, you know,” Animal said bluntly. “She’s probably bored of you by now. If you give up and don’t pick any fights, you’ll be safe. She’s already had her fun, and I don’t see her pursuing anyone who can’t entertain her, but if you provoke her, it’ll be the end of you. I don’t know who you are or how strong you are, but Yuriko won’t be a fun person to fight.”

“Yes, I mean that. Immortal or not, you can clearly lose body parts. That Replacement will tear you apart on the outside and then Yuriko will slip inside and finish the job from the inside out. She doesn’t need to fight to destroy someone; she’ll just make you wish you were dead.”

Animal was intentionally ignoring the man’s stuttering. It was pathetic, but it would be rude to point it out. The man was clearly sort of unstable, and Animal was feeling less and less sure of herself.

She wasn’t used to people in the first place. What was she doing?

“I’m Model: Animal,” she sighed, giving away even more confidential information with every word. Her handlers would dissemble her if they ever found out about this. “You?”

themanofgloom:

“Ormad.”

To be honest, he didn’t care if Yuriko didn’t need to fight to destroy him; if she actually tried to get fully inside his mind, she wouldn’t really survive from all the damn negativity he stored inside of there….

Ormad could tell that just by the name “Animal” the creators of the Replace-ments didn’t very much treat them like humans. Not that he actually liked humans; he meant as in just a human way. And before they had gotten all the speak and talk about Yuriko, Animal had intentionally ignored him.

So, it was right to assume that these things were supposed to be emotionless servants to them. Just like his own Negatives….

Speaking of his Negatives, one was trying to wriggle out from underneath his fedora right now. “Hisssssssss!! Fix your stutter! Fix yourself! Fix eveeerrytthiiiinggg!!” a rasping, whispery and ghostly voice jeered. It wasn’t the same voice as Ormad’s, but held his normal salty and gloomy tone.

The man sighed. He had gotten so used to those things bothering him that their words meant absolutely nothing to him now.

A shadowy snake-shaped Negative crawled out of his jacket collar, curling around his neck like it was about to suffocate him. It was all dark; its eyes were blank and purple, just like his. “Pathetic thoughts. Pathetic thoughts. You unstable thing. hhhHHHHHHHHHhhhHhhHH-!”

Ormad seemed to be only slightly annoyed by the creatures. The Negatives were just creatures of his own, saying out loud his own contemplations and thoughts when he was gloomy, upset or extremely anxious. He couldn’t control them properly - yet. “I wonder when th-th-th-they’re go-go-going to sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-shut up one day….” he said out loud. His eyes gazed sideways at Animal. “B-But I know th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-they nev-v-v-ver will.”