edgar allan

Impressionist Feathers: an interactive narrative blog story... thing

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Impressionist Feathers

Welcome! This is an rp blog for Edgar Allan

The mod of this account is @sondersunbeams. Come say hello to me!!! For official posts, if I need to talk it will be green and small. I also ramble in the tags a ton.

You may be asking all or none of the questions below. So I have provided answers.

What the hell is this? This doesn’t look normal.

It isn’t normal. There is a story happening. (oOoOoh intriguing I know)

This isn’t a ‘chose your own adventure type’

I’ve got bullet points for this story… that’s it.

I refer this as a story but it’s more of a Schrödinger‘s Role-play Blog. It’s everything and nothing in terms of what form this is. I feel like a DM (as someone who hasn’t played dnd but has a father that has played it since it came out) but also not? It’s a bit weird. If anyone know a name for this please help me out.

Can I do anything?

Yes! If you want to get involved and influence what path the story takes then please do!

Minor note: Whatever your response is will vary its influence to the story. You may make only a small impact but everything is important. I make sure to include at least one clue with the response. I value every participant no matter their role. <3

This format is kinda confusing.

Yes, very. I’m sorry. It’s confusing for me! Below the cut is a small rundown of most of the story!

I might make this into a ao3 fic at some point as my type A brain can’t handle it but I don’t know.

If you don’t want to miss anything thing but stalking this blog is annoying, then I can tag you, just ask!

I am not an rp blog, so why did you reblog something I posted?

Sometimes things are a little slow due to participation tanking all of a sudden. And I end up wanting to give clues (and show that I’m most definitely still active) in someway. Due to heavy reliance this story has on other people, This has been a fun thing for me to do. (If you do see this happening to you, then please know you don’t have to interact if you don’t want.)

I noticed other canon characters interacting, what’s up with that?

Some lovely people are apart of this story! @cursed-wolf-boy, @bardic-inspiration-go, @hexmaster-singh, @priestofthedawn are all huge players.

They don’t know my bullet points for the story. They are going on this adventure too (this is where the dnd aspect of this whole thing is the most obvious).

P.S. The name of this story is Impressionist Feathers if you wanted to know.

The story so far-ish (we are a little past this right now):

Edgar’s acting strange. Maybe it’s because he isn’t taking the death of Poe well? Maybe. But sometimes he talks about an “it” that seems to have some control over him. His friends notice but Edgar says everything is fine. He’s hiding something and isn’t in a good state mentally or emotionally right now, and that’s a dangerous combination. Edgar is in danger. If only his friends could find him, they made need help. They tell the Hexmaster. Singh finds out, with some clues from Edgar, that he’s in the Plagueround. The four, composed of Roland, Monty, Kevin, and Singh venture out to save Edgar… but will they? Will they make it worse? Will they ruin Edgar in the process?

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Singh and Monty turn to the others and see Roland carrying Edgar calmly, meanwhile Kevin was hyperventilating.

“Yes, I’ve got him! You don’t need to worry.” Kevin wanted to scream, why was everyone focused on him when their best friend was- was… dying. His mouth was numb with panic.

Monty stepped over to calm Kevin. His friend needed help.

Look! Look! Help him please, why aren’t you helping him?! Save him. I’m trying to tell you something. All he could get out was a few raspy breaths.

Singh dashed to the two boys under his barrier. “Roland, take Edgar and run. The spell I have placed will guide and protect you until you are out of the plagueround. Get aid immediately.”

Fear flashed in Roland’s eyes before he took off without a word. (Fear seemed to be a popular word as of late.)

Roland couldn’t help but realize in that moment that Edgar was too young for this… they all were.

@cursed-wolf-boy @bardic-inspiration-go @hexmaster-singh @priestofthedawn

if anyone wants to be added to the tags let me know!

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Hmmm

*throws a bucket of snickers at Edgar*

take THAT, weirdo voice

Oh, you are using it to hurt him. Good. don’t it only Now, shut up.

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have a snickers Edgar.

What the fuck, no

[imcrowlessnow]

everything is political these days. even mysterious lights trying to kill a twelve year old boy

/silly btw im doing a bit

What gave you the impression We are lights?! This is ridiculous now.

And for the record he’s eleven, let’s hope for the world’s sake he doesn’t get to twelve!

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.... Misanthrope???

No, specifically Edgar. How many times do We have to tell you.

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if i were to adress a physical letter to you how would i adress you and what should i write as adress?

Just send it Edgar ‘Disappointment’ Allan. We’ll get it.

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Capitalist??? D:<

What?! No, why does anyone care.

[animator2hip]

Kevin: Alright, what pizza toppings should we order?

Roland: Anchovies and pineapple.

Edgar: I like beets!

Monty: Have you guys ever had a cheese-less pizza?

Kevin: I’m disowning all of you.

[bardic-inspiration-go]

that better not be what you guys eat on pizza I swear

@imcrowlessnow @cursed-wolf-boy @priestofthedawn

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Would it make you hate him more? Because if so, yes.

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Us.. We...... NO! THEY'RE COMMUNISTS!!!!

So dramatic and so wrong.

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"Oh? And how am I a monster?" The.. something asked. Rather quietly compared to how they usually speak.

Dee?

"Last I checked, I wasn't the physical manifestation of insecurities!" Ah. They're yelling now.

Dee!

Somewhat breathlessly, they ask, "You even threatened to kill his friends! How the fuck are we on equal footing?!" With that they ended the, rather short, rant.

DEE!

"HOLY SH- WHERE DID YOU COME FROM????" They screeched.

Ow my ears "Where did you come from?? I thought you went to.." the hedgehog tried to remember something he never knew "I don't know but I didn't think you'd be screaming into the hole!" What's that voice..?

"What hole?- oh." I.. dont know..?

"Are you ok? Like- I know you can't get hurt but do you have a fever or something?" The hedgehog is too worried for his own good.

"No..? I think im gonna.. rest for a bit.." and they so they did. It just so happened that their resting place happened to be the ground.

"..how the hell am I supposed to drag them back???" The hedgehog thought aloud.

-Dee (temporarily unwell) and Heid the hedgehog🦔

(Ooc: is the narrator a random voice or an actual narration? It depends..)

(Im genuinely curious who you think Dee is tbh.. I'm pretty sure we're on the same page but it's worth asking)

(The thing manged to get on her nerves! She's fine, just needs to rest :))

oops

((I don’t really know but my theory right now is a physical manifestation of the curses or Edgar’s curse specifically. I did want to test the waters but I had no idea what I was doing. It’s pretty i ronin but a good mental exercise for me so thanks!))

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**Singh’s magic barrier covers Edgar and Roland. The advance spell came surprisingly easy to him in that moment. It must be the adrenaline. Unfortunately, the much more difficult task would be calming down Monty.

Monty was in a haze of panic. Memories and fears flashed in his mind, but it was also right in front of him. It was actually happening. There was real blood, his roommate’s blood, on his claws. So, so much blood. Run. Run away. Stop hurting everyone- Breaking him out of the panic was Hexmaster’s voice. It echoed in his mind. It grounded Monty. He- he was doing fine. Have control. Monty took some heavy breaths. He was in control. Roland knelt down to help his broken friend. A protective barrier encased them. For once, Roland felt safe to not look behind him every two seconds- Focus Rolly. Roland lift Edgar up as gently as possible. He held him bridal style, and Edgar’s eyes started to close.

Kevin was helplessly watching Edgar. Then he saw something that made his blood run cold. Edgar was closing his eyes, just like Bambi’s mom. Please, he can’t. So Kevin did the only thing he could, he yelled. “Roland! Don’t let him close his eyes!”

Kevin sounded so afraid. Was he okay? Focus. Roland, as lightly as possible, shook his friend. “Hey, you have to stay awake. I know. I’m sorry.” Edgar looked distant, he’d pried his eyes open but they had a glazed shimmer.

What the hell had Edgar suffered? What was he still suffering?

What do you do next?**

@cursed-wolf-boy @bardic-inspiration-go @hexmaster-singh @priestofthedawn

also if anyone wants me to add them to the tag list let me know!

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okay so you have to emphasise yourself. like us or we. why?

Really? That’s… quite unimpressive. It’s staring you in the face.

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Hey there. You know what's funny? Most of the monsters on the playground used to be kids, before. Dead kids. Or their emotions. What I find funny is that you two are literally bullies! At least I think so. How did you die, hmm? What happened to you two, that your anger remained here even after death? Do you even remember your past lives? You're certainly too sentient to not come from a human.

W-What? Is tha- Why would you get to know?- Bullies… w-

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Heid. Where is the egg.

What do you mean 'where is the egg'??

The egg isn't on the desk where I put it, Heid.

So?? It's an egg.

The egg. The only thing keeping Edgar from, I don't know, ENDING HIMSELF???

Oh yeah- I just remembered

The egg kinda follows Edgar around? Like he turns around and boom its infront of him. Kinda creepy tbh

...You didn't think that would be important information to tell me? (Did you just say tbh out loud??)

I thought you were the reason it was moving! You can't blame me! (Shut up)

I CAN BLAME YOU BECAUSE THE EGG IS WITH THE MONSTER NOW!

...

...

...Oh sh- You're an idiot.

- Dee and Heid the hedgehog🦔

(Ooc: Idk i thought it'd be funny)

I also kinda want the egg to be mentioned somehow- like cmon!! The monster has to have noticed it by now!!)

(Not forcing btw- I just think it'd be funny to see the monster confused)

Oh, We know about the egg. It’s under great care right now. Thank you for providing the information that it is the only thing that stops Edgar from snapping. The egg might be dropped, not accidentally of course- NO! No, don’t! Pl-

Calling someone a monster when they’re obviously not is pretty hypocritical of you Dee.

[animator2hip]

Kevin: Rules are made to be broken.

Edgar: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.

Kevin: Uuh, glowsticks.

Monty: Piñatas.

Roland: Karate boards!

Brandon: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.

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Edgar meant that he (aka Nothing) is made to be broken. We are dealing with him right now, don’t worry…

[occasionally-invisible]

leave the kid alone cmon

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We did, now he’s your problem... For now at least.

[sergeant-lewis]

What are you talking about edgar?

(sergeant Lewis was manning the school in the headmasters absence, so she doesn't know anything)

[imcrowlessnow]

We (thankfully) aren’t that piece of trash, you imbecile. Also: Shut up.

[bardic-inspiration-go]

Hey! Edgar is an amzing friend and person! You're just feeding on his depression, and that's totally uncool!

[imcrowlessnow]

We have no clue why the fuck you tolerate him. What are you going to do about it? It doesn’t seem to be going that well for you.

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Kevin: Rules are made to be broken.

Edgar: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.

Kevin: Uuh, glowsticks.

Monty: Piñatas.

Roland: Karate boards!

Brandon: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.

[imcrowlessnow]

Edgar meant that he (aka Nothing) is made to be broken. We are dealing with him right now, don’t worry…

[occasionally-invisible]

leave the kid alone cmon

[imcrowlessnow]

We did, now he’s your problem... For now at least.

[occasionally-invisible]

oh neat

are you killable by the way?

[imcrowlessnow]

Yes, but Edgar will die with Us.

[occasionally-invisible]

is there a way that does not happen?

[imcrowlessnow]

Obviously not. You really aren’t doing anything to help anyone right now.

[occasionally-invisible]

well i dont believe you. and even if im not helping- cant i be curious? for example: who or what are you? can be in vague terms, can preferably be species name and weaknesses

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You are welcome to test that theory out then, since you somehow like Edgar We doubt you’ll like the outcome.

[occasionally-invisible]

yep i am a man of science or something. im gonna need names tho

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*seen at 3:05*