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[therattlers]

Leaving Tumblr

   First I want to super apologize to all my new mutuals, had I know I was going to do this I wouldn’t have reached out and started new threads. But I’ve come to realize as I search for new blogs that due to my disability: I just can’t.

   Tumblr for the longest time was the one liberation I had from being the cripple kid. People didn’t see my disability before they saw me, and it didn’t affect my ability to perform like it does in real life. It was the place where I didn’t need any form of crutch to be able to do all the things I see everyone else just get to do.

   And it’s somewhat because of that first introduction that I’ve decided I don’t want to do any workarounds and constantly have to bend over backward in order to stay on this site. I want to be somewhere where I just can. It’s hard seeing your friends and everyone else get to do everything you wish you could but can’t because of your disability, and tumblr had been that 1 place where this sort of thing just didn’t happen.

   When it comes to new blog searches, 1 out of every 50 I checked had a theme I could read without needing to zoom or wear shades. And I still have problems with people not reading my rules and following my blog with their flashy bright themes. At this point being in the rpc with this disability is harder than dealing with it in real life, and roleplaying on tumblr is going down as one of those things I’ve lost due to my disability.

   Thankfully I have found a new environment with a small group of people that have come to replace what I loved about being on Tumblr. And because of this new environment where my disability doesn’t hinder me as much I feel it’s time for me to let Tumblr go, at this point all it’s really become is a reminder of how much I cant do but want to- and that’s not an environment I’m going to put myself in when there’s another, happier one available to me.

   There’s definitely people and interactions I’m going to miss, and I mourn the potential I see in threads I had just started. But I knew my days on the site would be limited, the rpc has slowly been making disabled roleplayers like me more and more excluded with how aesthetic trends are going. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t bitter, but being bitter at abled people is something that I feel we’re used to and will always have to deal with. They never truly realize how much of the world some people get locked out of and excluded from because “I think it looks cool”. Tumblr is an environment where aesthetic > accessibility; and environments like that are not where disabled people flourish.

Some of my absolutely favourite mutuals and interactions will always be:

@blatantlyclique @frostymuses @timekeepertales

   Our threads have been a very big part of my character development and are what I think of when I think of how fun it is to roleplay. I will absolutely miss interacting with y'all ❤❤❤

My current list of blogs that will be shut down are:

@stringtheoried @thjxf​ @therattlers @ghostofnevada​

So if you didn’t know these were all the same mun, you do now.

   I don’t roleplay on discord or anywhere else, if you’re someone who wanted to roleplay with me elsewhere: cry me your abled tears. When the next wave of disability accessibility hits let me know, I might be back.

Until then, bye for now!

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Finally finished a ref

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@frigidvs “““portrait”””

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Glaciated

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       Nevada took a moment to process the question given as he was released from the wrathful grasp, a soft whirring being heard as the sleek ice allowed the sound to echo and linger in the caverns.

   “I am Nevada. An artificial intelligence android created for the purpose of sharing my art with you,” Promptly after speaking, the android reached for one of the cans that the creature of ice began to inspect. Shaking it as synthetic sights scanned for a new canvas to paint upon after the original had decided to become sentient.

       Said scanning interrupted by two more questions, causing Nevada to pause again before turning towards Rastran, “I can withstand severe temperatures, weather conditions, and environments to a greater extent than that of the average human being. I do not require heat to maintain my shell, unlike mammals.” Another pause, pivot, and continuation of the initial scan. Paying no mind to the creature before him physically, however, within the machines artificial mind Rastran’s face began to undergo many actions as Nevada picked the next canvas and prepared the image. Finalizing the idea with a soft ‘click’ as a robotic arm moved and sprayed the first stroke.

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Glaciated

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       Nevada paused the moment the canvas had started to move, twisting and contorting through artificial lenses until a facial structure was recognized and the figure was identified. Not human. Not biological to artificial understanding. Yet not nothing either. It was not the first instance of such a happening, giving Nevada a protocol selection that was implemented after a moment of digital configuring.

       Despite being lifted in an aggressive manner by a creature much larger in stature, Nevada had no immediate defensive response aside from a quick dodge that was futile given the aforementioned size difference. Having a moment's hesitation of deliberation before speaking in a monotonous voice.

   “Incorrect. I am incapable of ‘daring’. I am not human.”

       In the stead of hostility or defensive behavior, synthetic sights looked to the obstacle that restricted movement, calculated, then swiftly grabbed the ice wrapped hand with a heatless touch. Attempting to pry the grasp that prevented completion of the objective. Host to a strength greater than humans thrice in size, yet still restricted with a weight limit to prevent damage. If all else fails, the bot would simply disassemble into thousands of pieces and reassemble when the obstruction was voided using a variety of programmed methods.

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I’m giving this idiot some clothes

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Glaciated

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       All seemed to hold still in an echoed quietness. Shelves of blue and white crystallized into a natural formation that encapsulated its own little environment, creating a cavern of rigid ice. Silence holding the air interrupted only by the occasional drop or shiver... and the sound of heavy combat boots stepping over slick ice. 

       Where Nevada had landed was unknown, falling into an entirely new biome after making the mistake of painting over the hut of a witch. Unbothered by the experience entirely. Uploading the final memory of the aforesaid paint before creating a new canvas within a digital mind, searching for a surface to apply the canvas to and start the work that called for creation.

       It didn’t take long for a particular structure to catch artificial sights, standing out from the remaining environment without being a weed amongst roses. Smooth and reflective much like the surrounding ice yet lacking complete transparency. 

   “Acceptable.” Taking stance a couple feet away from the newly identified canvas, running a few processes, and pulling a can of purple paint that lay secured at the belt. Hand giving the can a quick shake before aiming, spraying the first line without more than a final parameter check.