//I’d been roleplaying for about 20 minutes.
I think this is a new record. :3c
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@lord-invex
//I’d been roleplaying for about 20 minutes.
I think this is a new record. :3c
@lord-invex
Whoever this was certainly seemed like they were related to the royal family. With their towering 7ft height, fluffy white fur, floppy ears, curved horns and red eyes. They even wore a robe like the lost queen. The only thing really seperating them were black markings seemingly highlighting their eyes, and a series of them travelling down their arms.
The stranger waved to the insect-like monster. “Howdy.”
He was used to being tall, but not quite the tallest with three of his servants standing taller than he did. But something about this monster was different. The air of servitude replaced with one of majesty. He hadn’t seen anything like this until the King’s glory days.
And, sadly, those were long gone.
Still, not one to openly reveal any feelings of intimidation, he sucked in a breath and puffed his chest out.
“Hm. Something about you seems eerily familiar. Yet I don’t recall ever seeing you in the Underground.”
Housekeeping
//Hey guys. I just realised that amidst all the drama that kicked off the same day I decided to poke my head back on this site, I forgot to touch base and let you know what’s going on.
First thing’s first; I am fine. I took some time away from the internet in general for self-care reasons and it was very effective.
My attention is still very scattered. Aside from my job i’m focusing on a couple of personal projects so don’t be surprised if you see me dip in and out.
I’m planning something which I hope you will enjoy, you’ll hear more about that in the coming days.
The single thread idea didn’t really pan out as I expected, so I’m going back to normal RP activity. I will still update it, only when I can find the time rather than putting pressure on myself to do it every day.
I am no longer selective in any manner. I’m not on here enough to afford to be picky.
Thanks.
- Mystery Mun.
'Yee, me lard!'
“...”
Your color offends him.
* Yes, my Lord.  ̄ω ̄)
“What are you playing at, Sela...?”
"Yes my lord." ( @theyredeemedme )
Invex stopped for a moment. Something about this monster seemed familiar, and yet...?
“Welcome.”
GO AHEAD COMEDIAN, TRY TO HIT ME IF YOU CAN. I CAN SEE YOU’RE GETTING TIRED OF FIGHTING. I’LL JUST RESET & COME BACK EVEN FASTER THAN YOU ARE. FOR I AM ENTIRELY MADE OF LOVE.
ind. priv. sel. CHARA. Multi Timeline | Multi Verse. oc | au | crossover friendly. Composed and loved by Kate.
( Likes & reblogs are preferred—give this one of those & I’ll check you out! )
Personals do not reblog.
* yes, my lord. (@of-puns-and-pasta)
“Allow me to make one thing clear, “funny man”. I am the only one allowed to make jokes here. And when I do, everyone must laugh.”
//Thanks!
"Yes, my lord..." (@soul-full-of-hope (sorry i probably read them a while back but I forgot to say :p ))
Invex simply glares at you with a sinister smile.
//Thank you!
Lord Invex, I'm sure you know someone who is knowledgeable in fashion to help you find something to wear at this pre-wedding party.
“They’re all busy.”
He lied.
Umvee is bouncing up and down in a panic.
“Master Invex seems more down than usual. And he’s stopped leaving the house completely. Is there anything we can do to help him?”
“I don’t know, and I don’t care. The master’s issues are his and his alone.”
Cruxis was busy cleaning glasses, but was still paying enough attention to offer a thought.
“Perhaps he requires something to engage his attention. Invigorate his mind and drive him out of this squalor?”
“Nothing will work. He’s determined to live in misery. Short of allowing a human to run around in the manor for him to capture, you’ll be hard pressed to get anything out of him.”
Betox, who had been surprisingly quiet up until this point, suddenly seemed to get very excited.
“!”
“For someone who doesn’t care, you have the best ideas Saszar! All we need to do is find a human to let loose in here and that’s sure to fire him up!!”
A text arrives from Mina! MINA: ~ hi hi bugaboo! Just got in new vanilla bean chai lattes! Super sweet ( like u 💜💜💜) if u wanna be my taste tester! I also got some snazzy new textiles from my mother, some nice fancy reds and golds! Cheers bugaboo!! 🦋
After just having received the wedding invitation, this second one was rather overwhelming despite being much friendlier. At least it was someone he knew this time.
The worst part was replying. He hated phones.
LORD INVEX is typing...
LORD INVEX is typing...
LORD INVEX is typing...
LORD INVEX is typing...
LORD INVEX is typing...
LORD INVEX: Greetings Mina. That sounds exquisite. I am rather tied up at the moment with work and preparing for an event which I have been invited to. I shall be sure to pay you a visit as soon as I can to inspect the fabrics. And the drinks. Kind Regards, Lord Invex.
[ An alternate reality where all instances of red are replaced with yellow except for Lord Invex. Does he hate his own face? ]
“This question makes absolutely no sense. For what reason would I hate my own face if everything was yellow except for me?”
The bug lord chuckles. The absurdity amuses him.
An invitation comes in the mail for Invex. Professional, neatly written. The inside contains a letter, an invitation to a party coming up. The CEO of the New Home Bank's son is to be wed soon, and they're having a formal pre-wedding party. It'll be at one of the ritziest places in New Home. RSVP is not required, but the invitation would get him in the door if he decided to go.
“My Lord. A letter has arrived for you.”
Invex gestures for his servant to pass it over and Cruxis does so. The bug monster reads carefully over the details of the invitation before letting out a loud sigh.
“Urgh. I don’t think I’ll be able to get out of this one. The bank CEO’s son is getting married. I don’t know him, but missing it could damage my relationship with his Father. He gives me a favourable interest rate and I don’t want to jeopardise that.”
“Perhaps it would be good for you to make an effort to be more social, My Lord. You are growing more secluded as the days go by. The servants are concerned. Betox, especially.”
“...I have nothing to wear.”
“I’m positive you can think of something before the date arrives.”
//Now that things seem to have calmed down. I’m going to get some rest.
My current mood is that something needs to be done to try to over-write the bad memories some of these people have.
How to do that, I wonder...
c:
Good night.
(Wait WHAT!? Seriously!? They can't find whoever might've been at fault so they're going after EVERYONE!? )
//Pretty much. They’re mostly targeting the more prominent blogs of the time; I suppose the muses you could consider the ‘main characters’.
Essentially what I think is going on is that this mess has given them an avenue to channel hostility they already had for what they consider to be the more popular of the blogs involved.
Hence my comment about ‘big blogs’ earlier. Personally I hate the term.
@determinedcaptain
//I’ll certainly do my best. I wasn’t directly involved but I am close to one of the people who was.
The Gravestone was a massive RP event that happened around two years ago, some of the effects of which are still around to this day. Ink muses, primarily. Though recently it’s more or less disappeared into obscurity.
The event was more or less completely open, which led the way to some bad actors causing trouble and, in some cases, genuine harm to other people who were involved. It was in the early days of the fandom so no-one really knew who anyone was, or what they were capable of.
It’s created a bit of a stigma when it comes to Undertale-related RP events in general. I know people who were targeted by anon hate for hosting an event which was only incidentally connected to it.
That being said, the dust has settled. But every now and again there are some rumblings and hints that The Gravestone is going to start back up again. And every time people get up in arms due to the negative association they have with it.
Unfortunately, this time around a post was made by someone who was particularly affected by the event. The post is structured similarly to a call-out post, but the only real target of that post is someone who isn’t a part of the community any more.
Without a tangible target for the wannabe anon-vigilantes of Tumblr to prey on, they have taken to choosing people at random who they know to be involved.
The post was well-meaning, but poorly executed. As a result it’s dredged up a lot of bad memories and opened a lot of old wounds that most had moved on from a long time ago.
It just goes to show that for every person who can’t move on, there is at least one person who won’t.
I hope that helps, I’m happy to try to explain anything further that I wasn’t clear on.