Some say art frees the soul…

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@inkysins

Eyes watch the other draw closer and a hand is held out. At first they look a little unsure about taking the offered hand. Then slowly reach out to take it with a shake. “..Huh..interesting name, well, nice to meet ya’ then..names Jax.” Jax then let go and their ears twitch. Having noticed the tired expression on this new comers face.

Probably not easy to sleep in a place unknown, he was always on edge himself. You never knew who or what could be hiding in the shadows. “ Unfriendly is putting it lightly, you can get ya head shot off for some much as looking at someone the wrong way.” This guy clearly was not from around here either.

“Where ya from? You don’t look like a demon..”

“New York when I was alive, and I was an animator a truly visionary one at that, though apparently visionaries get damned. See, I learned a ritual to take a human soul and use it to make a form you desire upon a sacrifice, I could make a walking, talking, living cartoon, and I managed to!”

As Splotch puts more and more energy into his speech his hair straightens, light shining off of it to properly reveal its nature as a solid blob of ink, the tips of his horn shaped hairstyle writhing eagerly.

“At least I believe so… turns out that burning and drinking ink takes a toll on your body and awareness, but if it wasn’t for that I’d be revered right now!” Simply by how hard he is gripping his cane, you can tell whatever happened is a very sore topic for him.

Sorry, but, wish he could understand half of that.

New York..? ..Alive?

What was this guy going on about? Sure, he learned a little about Hell, how the people here had another form before, different lives. It was kind of like his situation. Once a human himself. But hearing it being said was all new for him.

Homeless, living in Tokyo.

Those words had popped up from time to time, but only if he really tried hard enough. Their soul was trapped in a digital body, memories of all that was before..gone. Overtime he had slowly lost all of who he use to be. But now, instead of a demon; a digital purple bunny. Joji was dead, forgotten like worms in dirt. Jax had been reborn. “Man..sounds like you got the short end of a shit stick buddy, sorry to hear about your uh..inky troubles.”

#inkysins #ic: pen to paper

“Hahaha! No worries, honestly it ended up being a good thing kind of, this place is full of opportunities, now I don’t even need to draw since I can do all the slapstick myself!”

He’s speaking like this place was paradise, even though as you stood there you could probably count 3 dead demons on the ground, likely more by the time you were able to count them.

“It’s rough but… eh, things end up being like that I suppose, just gotta find some different ways of making a living… ah but that’s enough from me, what’s your whole deal?”

//IM BACK BABY!

#shadowbanned #shadowban help #tumblr shadowban

//suppose I’ll make something here about it too, please help me with my access to messages, I am not a bot and I haven’t broken any rules that I know of at least

@support

//suppose I just got too eager posting on this account, tumblr thought I was a bot with how much I was posting lol

//well until this is fixed I guess stuff is paused

//shoot, apparently I’ve been shadowbanned, isn’t that fun

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@inkysins

Eyes watch the other draw closer and a hand is held out. At first they look a little unsure about taking the offered hand. Then slowly reach out to take it with a shake. “..Huh..interesting name, well, nice to meet ya’ then..names Jax.” Jax then let go and their ears twitch. Having noticed the tired expression on this new comers face.

Probably not easy to sleep in a place unknown, he was always on edge himself. You never knew who or what could be hiding in the shadows. “ Unfriendly is putting it lightly, you can get ya head shot off for some much as looking at someone the wrong way.” This guy clearly was not from around here either.

“Where ya from? You don’t look like a demon..”

“New York when I was alive, and I was an animator a truly visionary one at that, though apparently visionaries get damned. See, I learned a ritual to take a human soul and use it to make a form you desire upon a sacrifice, I could make a walking, talking, living cartoon, and I managed to!”

As Splotch puts more and more energy into his speech his hair straightens, light shining off of it to properly reveal its nature as a solid blob of ink, the tips of his horn shaped hairstyle writhing eagerly.

“At least I believe so… turns out that burning and drinking ink takes a toll on your body and awareness, but if it wasn’t for that I’d be revered right now!” Simply by how hard he is gripping his cane, you can tell whatever happened is a very sore topic for him.

What a surprise! This is the first toony looking person Splotch has seen around besides himself, doesn’t feel as weird being a walking cartoon now! Though that just brings up the question of who this stranger is?

“A rabbit? That’s… surprisingly wholesome compared to what I’ve seen.”

He isn't used to being approached so easily, usually, people here in this realm have a thing for yelling at you from afar. Jax pauses to turn their head and blink at the other, taking in the similar rows of teeth and friendly smile. “Yeah, I’m a rabbit, what's it to ya?”

This guy also stuck out like a sore thumb. Purple plushy fur and long floppy ears. Pink overalls with heart shaped buttons. Cotton tail plushy and giving a wiggle here and there. Yeah, totally out of place. It's hard not to get offensive upon first meeting however. Specially in this place, best to keep your head low. Jax narrowed their eyes and relaxed their shoulders a little. Ehh, dude seemed harmless enough I suppose.

“Oh apologies, I see where the hesitation comes from, haven’t had the friendliest few first days here myself…”

Producing a cane from behind himself and leaning on it with a smooth flourish, he shot out a gloved hand in a sincere gesture of welcome, a true anomaly in Hell.

“Name’s Splotch, I’m real new here to Hell! It’s a long story how I got here but that’s the past!” Cue an awkward forced chuckle, the same stuck on grin present on his face, though now with the addition of two lines seemingly representing bags under his tired flat cartoon eyes.

#ic: pen to paper

“To this hotel or Hell itself? Because the answer to both is yes! I’m quite new around here…” A nervous chuckle and some foot tapping said all that was needed to be said about this stranger, he was a bit jumpy.

“I’m Splotch, wonderful to meet you Ms…” As Splotch put a hand out for a handshake he remembered the sharp teeth he saw when Niffty laughed, pulling his hand back as he decided putting his fingers close to what was basically a bear trap with a neatness problem probably wasn’t the smartest.

hellishlycleanarchive

"Ohhhh so you are fresh blood" Putting what some would consider an odd emphasis on the word blood, grinning widely as she stood in front of the other. Splotch's first reaction of turning tail and running away was not the worst thing people could do when first meeting Niffty, though people didn't really know that until it was to late.

"I'm Niffty, it's nice to meet you" giggling as she started to skip further into the hotel. "Are you looking for a room to stay then?" she asked, her sharp teeth still on display. "We got loooots of rooms if you need one" giggling yet again though it was less than comforting.

"How do you like hell so far? Met anyone fun yet?"

“Oh, yeah actually I am! I heard this place didn’t really take cash to stay at and that’s what I’m low on at the moment.” From behind his back he comedically produced a handful of lint and moth which fluttered off. As his attention turned back to Niffty he followed behind her.

“Apparently really low on it… oh, fun people uhhh… not really, all my meetings so far have ended with me getting punched, bitten, or tossed into a wall, turns out most people aren’t very charitable!” He chuckled, though stopped as he rubbed his side seemingly in a bit of pain.

#ic: pen to paper

//added something to my description, if people wanna chat outside of tumblr you can ask for my discord

plotbunnie

Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

#[open interaction]#[starter]

//might as well try out one of these

dancingdevildemon-deactivated20

Throws himself full force out a window.

“Sweet mother of-!”

Splotch has his back up against a wall as quick as he can manage, terrified at whatever the hell just happened, after all people normally don’t bust through windows in front of you, or maybe they do in Hell?

#ic: Pen to Paper

“Ah… I suppose that isn’t the strangest thing I’ve seen…”

Splotch wipes his face a bit, un-smudging his facial features after they had gotten messed up from the impact.

“I didn’t know there was a wall behind me, you just scared me a bit, sorry!”

hellishlycleanarchive

Giggling yet again as Niffty jumped back out of the wall like it was a normal thing to do. To her, it was quite normal and quite practical as well a shadow was much harder to notice after all. "It's okay" she hummed kipping around like usual taking a good look a the other demon.

"You haven't been here before, have you?"

“To this hotel or Hell itself? Because the answer to both is yes! I’m quite new around here…” A nervous chuckle and some foot tapping said all that was needed to be said about this stranger, he was a bit jumpy.

“I’m Splotch, wonderful to meet you Ms…” As Splotch put a hand out for a handshake he remembered the sharp teeth he saw when Niffty laughed, pulling his hand back as he decided putting his fingers close to what was basically a bear trap with a neatness problem probably wasn’t the smartest.

hellishlycleanarchive

@inkysins: Run away, though ends up running straight into a wall leaving a body shaped ink stain

Niffty watches the other, people running from her was not that unusual though most of them didn't run against walls like that. Giggling, it being hard to tell if it was out of amusement or out of something more sinister. Then she rushed towards the other leaping into the same wall and merging into it now looking like an out of place shadow.

“Ah… I suppose that isn’t the strangest thing I’ve seen…”

Splotch wipes his face a bit, un-smudging his facial features after they had gotten messed up from the impact.

“I didn’t know there was a wall behind me, you just scared me a bit, sorry!”

//im a little confused, the person i just reblogged with seems like they just vanished, is this how blocks look or did their account just vanish?

overangeled

“Stumble”

(Mind you, after several unfortunate slapstick incidents all likely within view of Angel)

As he was stretching out from time at work Angel noticed something but yet didn't want to get in-middle of whatever the other was doing. Though after few incidents he was frowning softly then turned because he felt the other stumble into his arms.

"Woah there- th' hell are ya a'right??"