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HLVRAI Sentence Starters ACT 2
34 starters || TW: violence, death
« oh, i wish it was a dream, it’s quite a disaster out there. »
« i trust your fists more than i trust myself. »
« that’s a caffeine overdose, you need to drink less soda! »
« i’m the alpha male now. »
« i’m going ahead, i’ll take one for the team. »
« stop. can you hear me? »
« now, [name], it’s important to practice good trigger dicipline. »
« i want to go home. »
« listen, i’m not going to get in a fight over this shit. »
« you’re a nasty little sewage boy, aren’t you, [name]? »
« did you just hit me? »
« why are you avoiding eye contact? »
« hey man i saw you earlier at lunch. you owe me three dollars. »
« you’re kinda shitty at shooting stuff. »
« does anyone know how i died? »
« who’s gonna get in trouble? what the fuck did you do?! »
« you are a fucking anomaly. »
« i actually don’t know if you can help, that looks like hell. »
« i’ve never seen something like that! there’s no article about that on wikipedia, the free encyclopedia! »
« shoot at it or something, DON’T SING! … your voice is beautiful. »
« when we get out of here, i’m gonna write a wikipedia article about the thing we just killed. »
« [name], every cell in my body is in excruciating pain. »
« take that you damnable bitch! »
« my, that’s a large gun. »
« you have a fucking menacing aura about you right now. »
« i believe you should sneak up them and break their god damn necks. »
« be careful! more careful than a badger going after a den of snakes! »
« they can’t do that! killing people is illegal! »
« if a cop rolled in here and you recounted all of our tales to them, we would be probably given the death penalty. if i had to guess. »
« i have no guilt weighing on my conscience, [name]. can you say the same? »
« i do believe we have single-handedly wiped out the united state military. »
« be careful, [name]! these doors say “blast donger”! »
« i’m editing articles. i said you died in “all dogs go to heaven 2”. »
« good news, [name]! this entire room is filled with computers! »
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soulcaging:
their obscured eyes look up to the human man’s face, hands clenching only to unclench once more, a spike of anxiety striking their core. ah… he heard about them ? and knowing their mother, they can guess what exactly this man heard about them. ugh… their gut wrings and twists in their stomach. they don’t like this.
“ … maybe. ” they murmur, cold gaze of neon red completely fixated on the stranger. “ … you’re… new. why are you here ? ”
Yeesh. He definitely struck a nerve there. Right hand awkwardly rubs the back of his neck, as he stares down at Kris, his smile faltering a tad at the question.
‘ uh. it’s, work stuff. needed-- i wanted to get a new job, somewhere new, and i figured a small little town like this would help. ‘
His right hand relaxes from his neck, now offered to the teen. The stitches between prominent, smile forcing itself back up.
‘ gordon freeman, my son’s attending your school soon so, hey, maybe you’ll get to meet him too? ‘
mr. gordon fortnite how is your day
' my name, is gordon freeman? where- where did you get fortnite from? '
he chuckles a bit near the end of his sentence there, but otherwise just stares in bemused confusion.
@nxcecream
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God, he wish he had his helmet. It was uncomfortable as hell, and his vision would probably be shit too, but at least he wouldn’t have to deal with his face being so damn chilly.
The HEV suit had given the majority of his body resistance to the cold of the snow, but the only thing shielding his face were his goatee and glasses. Not to mention the craving he could feel building in his stomach, he hadn’t had anything to eat since the ruins.
So when he sees the figure of someone leaning against a food cart, he swears he feels his heart bounce, stomping through snow as he waves to the now clearly blue colored person.
‘ hey! hey! food?! you got - you got food? ‘
@notscp
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The door to the test room slides open, the researcher nervously stepping in. Gordon had experience with personal SCP interactions, but none of a more... human nature, like SCP-███, or Connor as he was told to call him.
The anomalous properties of this one were far more simpler, at least from what he was told, but there’s still that pang of anxiety of talking to someone that seems human, but not entirely.
Awkwardly, he coughs into his mouth, approaching the interview desk and sitting down in the chair on his side, clipboard in hand.
‘ howdy, connor - it’s connor, right? ...this, shouldn’t take too long. just a simple interview for the logs. ‘
@soulcaging
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‘ oh, hey! you’re toriel’s kid, right? kris? ‘
He waved to the teen, other hand in his pocket as he approached, pony tail bouncing with his steps.
‘ told me a bit about you, quite the uh, quite the troublemaker, huh? ‘
He shoots a cocky smile he hopes they don’t take as offensive.
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* People always be judging, but turns out! They can't do half the things, i can do without any arms, or legs. So!! That taught me to never listen to the bullies!!
He can't help but let a chuckle out at the snake's enthusiasm, slouching to the side to listen in on Jockington's motivational speech.
' dude, that's. one hell of an accomplishment. i barely managed with only one hand so like, props to you. '
me: *sees most HLVRAI RP blogs were last active like, a year ago.* oh.
also me: *makes gordon blog anyway and follows almost nothing but deltarune/undertale blogs*
spamton neo, 11'2" :) do you fear the angels, gordon?
Send your character's height and I'll compare it to mine.
' what... on god? what on GOD is you?! '
Send your character's height and I'll compare it to mine.
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G/ordon’s hand never FULLY regenerated, when G-M/an gave it back.
Sure, it was there again, and fully functional, but there are stitches on his wrist connecting the two. A small, but noticable (to him at least, anyway) reminder of the events of that day. Even if he does try to move on, he will always have that scar of the past with him.
HEYHEY HEYEY [new customer]!!!!!! W3LCOEM TO THE [[[Dark World]]]!!! COULD I INTRIST YOU IN SOME [Hyperlink Blocked.]?
Body turns faster than the weird puppet thing can finish that first part of it's sentence, glasses nearly getting flung off from the speed as he stares utterly bewildered.
' wh... what? the fuck is a hyperlink blocked? '
Suited foot steps away from the... thing, in front of him.
' look, i'm.. i'm not. interested, in what you're selling, alright? i just wanna go home, go back to my kid... '
He trails off, gripping the crowbar that had manifested in his hand when he had fallen down.