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@jailed-defect
โน [ Intro // Interactions Encouraged ] โน
( sorry to the Odlaw and Where's Waldo tag, i'm tagging every RP post ๐) " ohhohoho, come to visit me again, Detective ? " " what questions could you possibly have for who this time ..~? " ////////////////////////////////// MEET YOUR COLLEGUE? //////////////////////////////////
"you're never going to catch me. this game of cat and mouse will go on for as long as you can."
urm,,,
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A toy
AWWW THE LITTLE TEAR
าััะป ะดัะฝะฝะตั ๐
City Lights โจ๏ธ
Odlaw from Where's Waldo has evil autism!
This is because snow doesn't bounce sound waves like concrete does. When the world is like this it's LITERALLY quieter. The snow muffles sound
clothes
Do you ever write a sentence and then realize โNah, thatโs too self aware for youโ and backspace a bunch of times.
( letting yall know that im heading to the beach for today and tomorrow, so i'll be unable to reply to anything for a whilleeeee ) ( i promise i'm not ignoring RPs on purpose, i'll get to them asap! )
online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
some sketches inspired by this awesome fic by @artmolonara
last one is my fave.thanks god that online 3d models exist so i don't need to suffer w drawing a damn ring.it hard
> They woke up in a cold sweat with a jump and fell off their couch. They groaned and propped themselves up, having an odd feeling that something was off, and glanced around. Nothing except their glass of whisky seemed altered from how it was before they fell asleep.
"I had more in that glass... right?"
"..."
"Oh, God, I hope Jr didn'tโ"
( i am absolutely not getting to this late..- and i might've forgotten the plot too..... ) ( just lmk in discord if i need to change this LMAO ) [ From behind, they could hear the rustling of.. clothing? when they looked, he saw what looked to be Waldo sitting there, illuminated by the moonlight peering through the thin flowery-patterned curtains picked out by Wenda a few months ago. ] [ how'd they not notice him before..? was their vision just that fucked up or...... -whatever, Waldo was in their house, there was no time to lose, Jr might be in troub- ] " no need to be alarmed, Detective. I'm not here to hurt your family... " [ he'd pause, glaring off towards the stairs. ] " ...further. " [ he'd add. ]
(I'm changing the rp text font from typewriter. This is not appealing)
"I- wha- you!"
The detective stammered as they pulled themselves up off the floor and reached for their phone on the tโ oh, of course, what were they trying to do? Call for help? Waldo would likely disappear and they'd get a slap on the wrist for wasting police time. All reports were taken seriously, of course, but you would need evidence that he was there.
Their gun... they'd bought it in case of a situation of imminent danger after the monster killed their wife. They ran to a drawer in another room to grab it, planning to at least threaten Waldo with it. They weren't even sure if shooting him would work, but the monster killed their wife and deserved harm. How dare he touch the curtains she chose with hands once used to kill her!
[ Waldo had just idly sat there as the Detective ran off to grab their gun. instead resting his jaw in his palm in a bored fashion when they'd return. ] [ he didn't look alarmed in the slightest, only locking eyes with the Detective. ] " if it really makes you feel better. " [ he'd gesture to the gun nonchalantly. ] [ he'd give a slow sigh as he'd pull on his face in... frustration? ] [ he'd lean forward in his seat, which he clearly dragged one of the stools over from the kitchen.. why was he so calm about this?? ] " i'm here to have a chat. no taunting, and no ill-will.... unlike last time. " [ he'd glare towards the front door, recalling the dinner date. ] " and if it'd help you sleep easier, you can shoot me.. " [ he'd raise his hands momentarily. ] " but you won't get anything from me if you do. "
> They woke up in a cold sweat with a jump and fell off their couch. They groaned and propped themselves up, having an odd feeling that something was off, and glanced around. Nothing except their glass of whisky seemed altered from how it was before they fell asleep.
"I had more in that glass... right?"
"..."
"Oh, God, I hope Jr didn'tโ"
( i am absolutely not getting to this late..- and i might've forgotten the plot too..... ) ( just lmk in discord if i need to change this LMAO ) [ From behind, they could hear the rustling of.. clothing? when they looked, he saw what looked to be Waldo sitting there, illuminated by the moonlight peering through the thin flowery-patterned curtains picked out by Wenda a few months ago. ] [ how'd they not notice him before..? was their vision just that fucked up or...... -whatever, Waldo was in their house, there was no time to lose, Jr might be in troub- ] " no need to be alarmed, Detective. I'm not here to hurt your family... " [ he'd pause, glaring off towards the stairs. ] " ...further. " [ he'd add. ]
Detective w/ ponytail :]
( yyyYYYYEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS )
( hey yall!! sorry i haven't been online the past two days aside from small pop-up instances. i just got home and on my computer XP ) ( just wanted to update those who'd be waiting on me and anyone interested !! )
a short animatic based on an interaction with @jailed-defect on my waldo rp blog,,,
( YIPPEEEEEEEEEE JUMPS UPAND DOWN EXCITEDLY AAAAA )
