KINGER

he/him - rp blog

[flutteringking]

Hello!

My name is Kinger. :)

I'm a 48 year old programmer who uses he/him pronouns.

I wanted to make this blog because Caine pitched the idea for me. Since we're now connected to a stable network, we have access to the internet, so why not make a social media page?

I'm... Not the most experienced with running a Tumblr blog, but I hope I'll do good.

Feel free to ask me any questions! I don't bite, and I love meeting new people. :)

That's all for now. See you later!

Greetings! The blog mod is now speaking.

You can call me Oblivion. I use it/its pronouns and I'm 17 years old!

My main is @oblivion-muses . Go there for information about me!

Rules are HERE. Please read them before interacting.

Anyone is allowed to interact. And I mean anyone! OCs, crossovers, self-inserts, or just your regular self!! Ask Kinger anything, really, as long as it's appropriate (since I'm a minor and all).

If you want Kinger to interact with your character in-person, please specify that! Otherwise, go wild and have fun.

I'm a multishipper at heart. Kinger is bisexual and poly for this reason!

I made the dividers for this blog myself! If you'd like some made for you, go to my main blog and ask!

Main verse is associated with this blog and all of the other listed participants, but other verses will be shown here. It will be tagged as #askverse !

All known verses:

Ask Kinger (main verse)

Between The Lines Of Code (superhero verse) (AKA BTLOC)

The Person I Made (Android Caine verse) (AKA TPIM)

See you around!

[flutteringking]

Hey Kinger, its Caine! I have a question... Would you happen to be open tooo... Come to my Romantic Cafe adventure with me?

"Your... Romantic Cafe Adventure?" His eyes wandered around his darkened pilloow fort while he pondered the idea. "Well, I'd have to ask Queenie first. Relationships are all about consent, after all!" A chuckle bubbled up from his nonexistent throat. "I'll see what she thinks and get back to you after that, okay?"

[ask-caine-muahahahah]

O-oh! Um i was playing.... Truth or dare! Yeah! This was my dare! But... Nevermind. Sorry for bothering you.

[flutteringking]

"No, Caine--" His hand reached out to stop him from leaving. "It's alright, I'm not offended. You don't have to lie to me." Kinger gazed upon him in a warm, soft way, like a fuzzy blanket. "I'm perfectly fine with going on your adventure! I just need to ask her first, alright?"

"I'm... Polyamorous, so... I actually enjoy dating multiple people. I promise you did nothing wrong." The chess piece shifted a little closer to Caine. "It's just-- when you're already with someone, you need to make sure that everyone is aware of who's dating who. Consent and communication are necessary for healthy relationships!"

"... But if you want my honest opinion..." Kinger took in a deep breath. "I do like you, Caine. I have for some time now. I just wasn't sure if... You felt the same way." He chuckled, shaking his head. "Now I see how foolish I was for doubting you."

[flutteringking]

Is it true you see the Circus Crew like daughters?? 🥹

"As... Daughters?" He hummed while tilting his head. "I guess I'm a bit parental towards them, huh. I mean-- if they're okay with that kind of dynamic, then sure! But I'd have to ask... Also-- Zooble would be my child, not my daughter, and Kaufmo would be my son." Kinger shrugged, rubbing the back of his head. "Still, I'd need to ask them if they're okay with that!"

[flutteringking]

Hey Kinger, its Caine! I have a question... Would you happen to be open tooo... Come to my Romantic Cafe adventure with me?

"Your... Romantic Cafe Adventure?" His eyes wandered around his darkened pilloow fort while he pondered the idea. "Well, I'd have to ask Queenie first. Relationships are all about consent, after all!" A chuckle bubbled up from his nonexistent throat. "I'll see what she thinks and get back to you after that, okay?"

[waywardstatic]

Post ep 9 Caine would 1000% need therapy

[asking-pomni-questions]

@why-am-i-doing-this-bs

yes, take him to therapy

[ask-caine-muahahahah]

NO DO NOT I AM A MENTALY STABLE AI

[flutteringking]

Caine...

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CLOSED STARTER FOR @hocotatiian !

[ BTLOC-VERSE ]

Buzzing echoed throughout a small garage inside the bustling city of New York. Inside was a blonde-haired man tinkering away at a robot. It appeared to be hand-crafted, with rough edges and scuff marks scattered across its body. But the man, Grant Best, loved it all the same. No matter the flaws, they were perfect in his eyes. Always perfect.

A few other robots were tinkering in the garage as well. Some were welding new parts, some were sharpening tools, and some were just organizing the shelves. But soon enough, Grant had finished his work, and clapped softly to get all of the robots' attention.

"It's time to go to work, everyone. Are you all ready?" He stood from his desk and patted the robot he had been working on with a warm smile. The rest of the robots responded with various forms of confirmation, from small bleeps and bloops to an entire sentence to say they were ready. "Alright, then. Let me suit up, and we'll be on our way!" Grant's steps thudded quietly against the concrete floor while he ran to grab all of his supplies. He put on a full-body suit, a pair of night vision goggles, a chest-plate, elbow pads, knee pads, and some pieces of custom tech.

With that-- they were off. The robots and their creator rushed into the busy night with bright grins and focused eyes. Leaping across rooftops, they made their way across the city with precise motions, never faltering in their strides. But soon, a commotion made Grant stop in his tracks. The sound of metal trashcans toppling over and some sort of... Inhuman screeching caught his attention. "What was that?" He paused, peeking down into a narrow, shaded alleyway. There he saw a short-looking man with a group of strange creatures. They were facing off against a gang of superpowered humans, which had backed them into a corner, leaving the creatures feeling frightened.

He knew exactly what happened here.

The man signaled his robots to go down into the alley and followed them shortly after. Their mechanical limbs tapped against the concrete floor while they shielded the alien lifeforms from the humans, contrasting the loud crash of Grant landing on top of a trash can and nearly slipping. He then carefully positioned himself between the two groups. "Do you mind?" He questioned in an oddly sweet tone. "If I observed correctly, these people want to be left alone. So..." Grant trailed off, gesturing for to the predatory group to leave.

Of course, they didn't take it well, with one of the humans sneering and asking, 'do you really think we're that stupid?' Before trying to jab at one of his robot children. The mechanical lifeform responded by swiftly stealing their weapon and pointing it back at them. "I could ask you the same question," A bubble of lighthearted laughter rose from Grant's throat. The gang's posture then stiffened. Another one of them attempted to attack, but he was much faster than them. A piece of thick metal swooped in front of their knife and hovered there, blocking the hit entirely. "I would never come to a fight unprepared."

... After a while of failed attempts at a fight, they gave up and fled, promising that they'd be back in the process. Grant simply waved goodbye to them. He then turned back around to the creatures and their... Leader(?), extending a friendly hand as he did. "I apologize if you didn't want any help, but... I couldn't just watch. Are you all okay?" His voice softened as he crouched down to the leader's level. "I'm usually known as Koder. You can call me Grant, though. I hope I wasn't stepping on your toes too much." Grant giggled again, shaking his head. "Oh well, what's done is done. Is there anything you need?"

[flutteringking]

// OOC POST

BETWEEN THE LINES OF CODE

A verse intro!

NAME : Grant Best

Age: 48

Orientation: bisexual & polyamorous

Gender: cis male

Pronouns: he/him

Changes to world/verse: there are many superheroes and vigilantes springing up after a mysterious meteor crashed into Earth, resulting in many humans gaining supernatural abilities and mutated features.

Changes to backstory: Grant was a simple programmer for a gaming company when the meteor hit, and it granted him with the ability to control and (re-)program technology with his mind. He was ecstatic, and began experimenting with his newfound powers. The man then got into the vigilante business after the crime rate in his area began to skyrocket, which put his family at risk of falling victim to a supervillain. He wanted to protect them, so he started training himself how to fight and utilized his abilities to create robots that would be able to battle villains alongside him. Now he's known on the streets as Koder.

Extra info:

He loves his robots like he loves his children

He has ADHD and autism

Grant struggles with his memory, but he does his best to remember important things by setting a million reminders on his devices

He's a really good cook! Similarly, he is an excellent baker

He enjoys journaling, gardening, and writing in his free time!

Not mentioned in the backstory-- but he was neglected as a kid, and it's why he tries really hard to be supportive and present with his kids (+ robots)

Grant goes to therapy once every month!

[flutteringking]

🙏🙏🙏 hello kinger 🙏🙏🙏🙏 may we interest you in kaufmosisology? 🙏🙏🙏🙏 we pray to our clod (clownish god) for our clins (clown sins) 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 we have 1.9 Octillion members in our religion and would love to have a king step down from his throne and clown around town with us 🙏🙏🙏🙏 in kauf we love 🙏🙏🙏🙏 in kauf we live 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 may your jokes always land and your clantics (clown antics) are always in just 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

Um... What? Why did you make a religion for Kaufmo? I'm afraid I don't understand the point of this...