If ghost peppers get ghosts high instead of being spicy, does that mean weed is really spicy to ghosts instead of getting them high?
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If ghost peppers get ghosts high instead of being spicy, does that mean weed is really spicy to ghosts instead of getting them high?
dan because i actually really like him haha ill keep working on him tomorrow but i wanted to post him now because i like how he is turning out! =u=
Just found this blog, and the rules...why are you willing to role-play rape? :/
So first thing’s first: I actually don’t use this blog anymore, it’s more just archive than anything else at this point and all my other muses wouldn’t actually do such things. Only reason I saw this is because this is a sideblog to a blog I check relatively frequently.
And secondly, the actual reason: It’s the same reason someone would be willing to rp topics like murder or abuse or theft. Fiction is a place to explore and come to understand fucked up things so long as they’re treated with the seriousness they deserve and the parties involved are okay with it. It’s a way to get in the head of both the offender and survivor without actually harming anyone (again, as long as all parties involved are okay with the rp). And it’d always be under a readmore and tagged so people who don’t want to see it don’t.
I fully understand a lot of people aren’t okay with it. I would never force anyone into that kind of rp, or any rp thread they’re not comfortable with. But some people want to explore that dark side of humanity without actually committing that kind of harm to someone. And I’m willing to, so long as everything’s discussed beforehand and every mun involved is okay with it.
Tbh, the closest I’ve ever gotten to such an rp is another muse of mine who’s a survivor and how it’s impacted his life.
I Clearly Didn't Think This Through...
Dan:*tosses his past self into the Ghost Zone all tied up to keep him out of the way while he poses as him in the past*
Danny:*tries to get free then runs into all his enemies in the future* Um, hey guys...Long time no see? *chuckles nervously*
Future Box Ghost: Beware... *then him and his pals destroy Danny's helpless past self and suddenly Dan pops out of existence in the middle of class*
Clockwork:*facepalms as Observants cheer and congratulate him on saving the future when this wasn't what he had in mind at all. But how was he supposed to know Dan would leave his past self unprotected in the Ghost Zone in the other timeline like an idiot?*
Smhhh
Dan: We should kill him.
Clockwork: Do you never tire of menace?
Dan: I do not.
⚠ Dan Phantom
[Bad slideshows]
this is exactly how it went
Dan: This is not some simple task like, say, riding a bicycle, cracking an egg, or committing premeditated murder.
Danny: Wait, what was that last one?
Dan: ...Cracking an egg.
Danny: I’ve found that not killing is pretty easy. I go long stretches of time without killing anybody.
Dan: Hey, listen, we all have droughts, bud. Don’t feel bad.
the t stands for thot posing
He had this look in his eyes that made you wonder just how m a n y people he’s killed.
( And this… ) grin that made you realize
he’s probably lost count.
i always find the most c r e a t i v e ways to destroy myself
Just don’t ask me to be nice.
Nice has nothing to do with me.
Clockwork: Did you do it?
Dan: Something goes wrong, you blame me! After all these years? Where’s the trust?
Dan: … Yeah, I did it.
Dan: I admit some mistakes were made.
Danny: Murders. Some murders were made.