Hey! I rp, post art randomly and reblog things.

Hey, thanks for checking out my blog. This is just a general rp blog that doesn't have much of a set universe, aside from characters that are from one, but don't have to stick to it. If you want to rp go ahead and send an ask after you read the rules and information on my muses. I primarily like to gush about Cataclysm: Dark Days Ahead, The Long Dark, Dead By Daylight, and sometimes Fallout New Vegas. If my character has a set universe, it will be mentioned (though, their location can be highly malleable in most cases.)

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Poem Lines The Moon You are embers after the flame. You are strength with its teeth bared. You are the warrior who won’t stay down. I don’t know where you got all this anger from, but here, here. Let me fight it for you, if only for a night. Here, here. There is armor strong enough to survive it. Tagged by: @the-forced-heroes

Tagging: No one, take it if you want

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Merri. Are you thinking about killing Zayn... Or Lucas?

“Zayn? Nah, he’s pretty cool. As for Lucas, well, everyone gets at least one warning shot,” Merri giggles before continuing. “But we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.”

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✍✍✍ For Mike and Merri each

For Mike:

“Torrents for Wasteland 3”

“Is unwittingly delivering drugs a crime?”

“How to fix a fuse box”

Mike’s certainly got a colorful search history.

For Merri:

“Good park trails near me”

“How to apply for a hunting license in my city”

“How to properly dispose of a corpse don’t worry FBI this is for a book I’m writing”

Nice job covering your tracks, Merri.

[starlitmemes]

For every ‘✍’ I receive I’ll tell you one item off of my muse’s search history.

If sent to a multi-muse be sure to specify which muse it’s intended for.

[papa-abel-deactivated20250303]

makin memes

[bobthegreat3]

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A Cataclysmic Encounter (Closed RP)

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“Even in the apocalypse, you can never escape people like that,” Jasmine sighs. “But even the devil has his pros.”

Vice crosses his arms. “I really don’t see any issues with the guy. Sure, he sounds slimy, but I can’t see more beyond that.”

Jasmine looks over at Vice. “You probably haven’t see the world like we have.” 

Vice raises his finger for a moment to say something before putting it back down and taking the time to think before responding.

“I guess you’re right.”

[pink-multiverse-rp]

“I don’t know. Maybe he’s just business savvy or something, I could be wrong. I have a rather warped experience to go off of here. Let’s just…tread carefully. Avoid any unspoken debt he might try to trap us into.”

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“I’ve just never been a fan of making deals like this,” Jasmine shrugs. “But sometimes you don’t have much of a choice.”

Vice sighs before walking over to the coffee table in the living room. “I’ll keep that in mind. But let’s worry about that later, for now I think we should work on what we’re going to be doing. I’ve been meaning to actually get to work on that armor for Star and I, and I thought that now would be the best time to do it.”

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A Cataclysmic Encounter (Closed RP)

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“Even in the apocalypse, you can never escape people like that,” Jasmine sighs. “But even the devil has his pros.”

Vice crosses his arms. “I really don’t see any issues with the guy. Sure, he sounds slimy, but I can’t see more beyond that.”

Jasmine looks over at Vice. “You probably haven’t see the world like we have.” 

Vice raises his finger for a moment to say something before putting it back down and taking the time to think before responding.

“I guess you’re right.”

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A Cataclysmic Encounter (Closed RP)

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Star finally tosses the outer covers into the washer, and it doesn’t take long for him to puzzle out how it works. 

He doesn’t participate in this exchange, but he can’t help himself from feeling very uneasy around the Free Merchant people. They remind him a little too much of the people he used to interact with on a daily basis at his universe.

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After being absent for about ten minutes, the Free Merchant representative returns.

“Well well well, looks like you’re all in luck.” The man says with a grin.

Vice raises an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“A member of the Old Guard wants to join on your attack. I don’t know much about him, but he’s some kind of special operations guy.”

Vice lets out a whistle of surprise. “Who else do we have?”

“Two caravan guards. We can’t spare much for this mission, but you all seem like you can handle yourselves.”

“Alight,” Jasmine chimes in. “When will they be arriving?”

“Later today,” The man checks his watch. “Probably at around four or five.”

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“Thank you.” Star told the man, his voice layered with such amicability that one could have called it his ‘customer service voice’. “We really do appreciate your aid in these uncertain times.”

He fidgeted with his hands as he spoke, waiting for the man to finally leave.

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The man quirks his eyebrow for a moment as his smile dampens. Then, as abruptly as it leaves, his smile returns. 

“You’re quite welcome. It not often during these times that people are so polite.” 

The man turns and nods to the people following him before turning to leave. The others with the man turn to leave as well, escorting him to the car before entering the vehicle and leaving.

As soon as the vehicle begins to drive away, Jasmine immediately fell onto the couch, deflating like a balloon as she let out a deep, drawn out sigh before speaking.

“Man, do I hate that guy.”

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A Cataclysmic Encounter (Closed RP)

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Star finally tosses the outer covers into the washer, and it doesn’t take long for him to puzzle out how it works. 

He doesn’t participate in this exchange, but he can’t help himself from feeling very uneasy around the Free Merchant people. They remind him a little too much of the people he used to interact with on a daily basis at his universe.

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After being absent for about ten minutes, the Free Merchant representative returns.

“Well well well, looks like you’re all in luck.” The man says with a grin.

Vice raises an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“A member of the Old Guard wants to join on your attack. I don’t know much about him, but he’s some kind of special operations guy.”

Vice lets out a whistle of surprise. “Who else do we have?”

“Two caravan guards. We can’t spare much for this mission, but you all seem like you can handle yourselves.”

“Alight,” Jasmine chimes in. “When will they be arriving?”

“Later today,” The man checks his watch. “Probably at around four or five.”

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A Cataclysmic Encounter (Closed RP)

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Star joined the group, folding his arms across his chest, stone-faced.

“Something tells me you’re not here for flattery.” He told the man. Something didn’t feel right about this guy, at least not to Star. He was briefly reminded of the Uptown denizens back home, specifically the ones that let the superiority certificates go to their heads.

“Let’s cut to the chase, sir. What do you want from us?”

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Star looked at Jasmine, then at Vice. They all seemed to be on board.

He stepped forward and held out his hand to shake, the cancel symbol starting to hang down as he leaned forward a bit.

“Well, sir, it looks to me like you’ve got yourself a deal.” He turns to Jasmine and says half to her and half to the man, “as long as we rescue her first, right? I figure that’d be a bit more time sensitive.”

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The man takes Star’s hand and shakes it. If he noticed the cancel symbol, he certainly wasn’t going to point it out.

After retracting his hand, the man cocks his head to the side for a brief second. “Her?” He asks inquisitively.

“Don’t worry about it,” Jasmine responds, shooting a quick glance at Star before returning her gaze to the man. “Just get the people you promised and we’ll take it from here.”

“Terrific,” The man smiles. “Until we meet again. Good luck.” The man turns around and walks back to the car.

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Star drew in his breath.

“…Well, that was a thing.”

He turned and headed back to his room to gather up the covers without much more of a reaction.

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As soon as the man left, Jasmine turned towards Vice. “Did you see that?” Jasmine asked.

“Saw what?” Vice gave a puzzled look.

Jasmine grunted in frustration. “I hate people like him. As soon as Star mentioned Gloria, I could tell that he was sniffing out a way to make this deal more favorable to him.”

“C’mon, Jasmine. There’s no way he would do something like that.” Vice reasoned. 

“I wish I thought the way you did.” Jasmine replied, a slightly disgruntled look apparent behind the cracks of her mask.

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I feel like Phoebe is actually kind of squeamish despite working in the medical field

(You wouldn’t be entirely wrong. While she does get anxious at the sight of blood, injury, or anything related to physical trauma, she’s able to keep herself together by remembering that she has a job to do.)

[horrificmemes]

Send my muse a fear you see them having, and they will rate it from 0-10 depending on how much it frightens them.

0 being “I’m not scared of that at all” to 10 being “NOPE NOPE NOPE”

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A Cataclysmic Encounter (Closed RP)

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Star joined the group, folding his arms across his chest, stone-faced.

“Something tells me you’re not here for flattery.” He told the man. Something didn’t feel right about this guy, at least not to Star. He was briefly reminded of the Uptown denizens back home, specifically the ones that let the superiority certificates go to their heads.

“Let’s cut to the chase, sir. What do you want from us?”

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Star looked at Jasmine, then at Vice. They all seemed to be on board.

He stepped forward and held out his hand to shake, the cancel symbol starting to hang down as he leaned forward a bit.

“Well, sir, it looks to me like you’ve got yourself a deal.” He turns to Jasmine and says half to her and half to the man, “as long as we rescue her first, right? I figure that’d be a bit more time sensitive.”

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The man takes Star’s hand and shakes it. If he noticed the cancel symbol, he certainly wasn’t going to point it out.

After retracting his hand, the man cocks his head to the side for a brief second. “Her?” He asks inquisitively.

“Don’t worry about it,” Jasmine responds, shooting a quick glance at Star before returning her gaze to the man. “Just get the people you promised and we’ll take it from here.”

“Terrific,” The man smiles. “Until we meet again. Good luck.” The man turns around and walks back to the car.

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A Cataclysmic Encounter (Closed RP)

[pink-multiverse-rp]

Star joined the group, folding his arms across his chest, stone-faced.

“Something tells me you’re not here for flattery.” He told the man. Something didn’t feel right about this guy, at least not to Star. He was briefly reminded of the Uptown denizens back home, specifically the ones that let the superiority certificates go to their heads.

“Let’s cut to the chase, sir. What do you want from us?”

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The man quirks an eyebrow before giving an award-winning smile.

“Sharp one…I like that. We need more keen people in this world.”

Jasmine sighed. “Get to it, we don’t have all day.”

The man cleared his throat. “We were looking to hire you three to help deal with an abnormally large group of Hell’s Raiders who happen to reside on one of our more profitable trade routes. This route not only gives valuable supplies to our partners but gives us the resources we need to stay afloat during these trying times.”

Vice quirks an eyebrow. “How big are we talking?”

“Last our scouts checked,” The man looks up for a moment, thinking over his response. “About thirty to forty.” The man then adds. “It just so happens that this group resides relatively close to this farm; more or less a half a day’s drive out.”

[pink-multiverse-rp]

Star thinks for a moment.

“That depends,” he said, “on how you’re planning to entice us. It just so happens that there‘s a very important mission the three of us had been planning on carrying out, and it’d be damn nice to have more than three people on it.”

He turns to Jasmine and gives her a nod. “You’re probably more apt to tell him than I am.”

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“Now that’s the issue. See, the reason we reached out to you three is that we’re limited on manpower. We can provide around five additional people to help you with this, which should suffice given the previous track record you three hold.”

Jasmine stared at the man for a few seconds before responding. “What are they equipped with?”

The man rubbed his chin. “Well, three have shotguns, two have rifles, and one has an assault rifle. All have decent armor, enough to take a bullet or two.”

Jasmine nodded. “We can use this place as a forward operating base if that’s alright with Vice.”

“Sure,” Vice responded. “The sooner we get this done the better.”

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A Cataclysmic Encounter (Closed RP)

[pink-multiverse-rp]

Star joined the group, folding his arms across his chest, stone-faced.

“Something tells me you’re not here for flattery.” He told the man. Something didn’t feel right about this guy, at least not to Star. He was briefly reminded of the Uptown denizens back home, specifically the ones that let the superiority certificates go to their heads.

“Let’s cut to the chase, sir. What do you want from us?”

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The man quirks an eyebrow before giving an award-winning smile.

“Sharp one...I like that. We need more keen people in this world.”

Jasmine sighed. “Get to it, we don’t have all day.”

The man cleared his throat. “We were looking to hire you three to help deal with an abnormally large group of Hell’s Raiders who happen to reside on one of our more profitable trade routes. This route not only gives valuable supplies to our partners but gives us the resources we need to stay afloat during these trying times.”

Vice quirks an eyebrow. “How big are we talking?”

“Last our scouts checked,” The man looks up for a moment, thinking over his response. “About thirty to forty.” The man then adds. “It just so happens that this group resides relatively close to this farm; more or less a half a day’s drive out.”

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A Cataclysmic Encounter (Closed RP)

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The morning after would arrive about as peacefully as a door slamming in a quiet house.

As the sun rose, the sound of a car pulling up to the house, followed by two sets of footsteps, sounded throughout the farm. Soon after, two loud knocks could be heard from the front door.

The sound of Jasmine cursing could be heard from the living room as she was rudely interrupted from her slumber, which was quickly followed by her jumping to her feet and walking to the front door.

Vice could also be heard stepping out of his room, slowly walking towards the living room as he releases an audible yawn.

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Star practically rolled out of bed and landed on the floor mere feet away from the crumpled up outer blanket.

He grimaced and staggered to his feet, making a mental note to throw it in the laundry once things calm down. He felt dizzy, as he hadn’t stood up almost all day yesterday, and his head felt like a bag of bricks, but he managed to go put into the hall to see what was happening.

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As Star peers down the hall, he can see Jasmine opening the front door, revealing two men wearing armor, each carrying a rifle.

“What do you want?” Jasmine asked in an annoyed tone. 

“You’re the three, right?” The man on the left asks as the man on the right looks around.

“Yeah,” Vice answered as he walked up to the door. “That’s us.”

The two nod before walking away, leaving Jasmine and Vice alone for a moment. A few seconds later, the sound of a car door opening and slamming shut can be heard from outside before a single set of footsteps can be heard approaching the house.

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Star stumbles into the room, rubbing his eyes. His wounds are healing up nicely.

“Wh…wha’s going on?”

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“Well, as I predicted, the Free Merchant’s are here,” Vice yawned. “At least, one of their representatives anyway.”

Jasmine crossed her arms across her chest. “Why couldn’t they have come later instead of at the ass crack of dawn?”

“We like to be punctual.” A male responded, his voice smooth and disarming. 

Soon after, the person who spoke arrived at the door. He was a relatively older man, around his late 30s, with short jet black hair, a light stubble, and two steel grey eyes. He wore a gray long sleeve shirt with a ballistic vest, black pants, and a pair of combat boots.

“So, I finally meet the group that, only three men strong, managed to take on an entire Hell’s Raiders outpost.”

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A Cataclysmic Encounter (Closed RP)

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The morning after would arrive about as peacefully as a door slamming in a quiet house.

As the sun rose, the sound of a car pulling up to the house, followed by two sets of footsteps, sounded throughout the farm. Soon after, two loud knocks could be heard from the front door.

The sound of Jasmine cursing could be heard from the living room as she was rudely interrupted from her slumber, which was quickly followed by her jumping to her feet and walking to the front door.

Vice could also be heard stepping out of his room, slowly walking towards the living room as he releases an audible yawn.

[pink-multiverse-rp]

Star practically rolled out of bed and landed on the floor mere feet away from the crumpled up outer blanket.

He grimaced and staggered to his feet, making a mental note to throw it in the laundry once things calm down. He felt dizzy, as he hadn’t stood up almost all day yesterday, and his head felt like a bag of bricks, but he managed to go put into the hall to see what was happening.

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As Star peers down the hall, he can see Jasmine opening the front door, revealing two men wearing armor, each carrying a rifle.

“What do you want?” Jasmine asked in an annoyed tone. 

“You’re the three, right?” The man on the left asks as the man on the right looks around.

“Yeah,” Vice answered as he walked up to the door. “That’s us.”

The two nod before walking away, leaving Jasmine and Vice alone for a moment. A few seconds later, the sound of a car door opening and slamming shut can be heard from outside before a single set of footsteps can be heard approaching the house.