Spiraling Fog Infects...

Tma rp blog, so unreality warning, probably The Lonely The Spiral & The Corruption

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

A respite? Is that what you seek?

Well, you MIGHT be in the wrong place.

"There is no such thing as a real name." And a wanderer like I needn't one just to disappear.

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OOC

Hello, my first rp blog, tma to be exact.

The Wanderer here, which is what I'll refer to her as, serves the lonely, and is marked/affected by the spiral and the corruption.

-speech is in "quotation" marks

-thoughts are in blue

-and the rest is just normal text

#☁️hazy☁️ words - for anything that's not ooc

#dissipated fog - for ooc

No NSFW, slight gore is fine though

Magic anons allowed

Use your head, and uhh I think that's all

[charlie-woods]

[Open Roleplay]

Charlie was in London. He didn't visit the city often, but Marcus said he wanted him to meet someone "from their world" so now he sat at one of London's cafes at 10 am on Saturday. Older Avatar didn't even have enough decency to tell him the name of the person he would be seeing just told him to wear the sweater with clouds on it, because it was what he told that person to look for. Not that Charlie didn't understand the reasons of its friend, having someone who was knowledgeable of Fears in its corner would be useful but it didn't understand why it couldn't continue to use its strategy of keeping under the radar and not engaging with the fear community as Marcus liked to call it. So now the young man was sitting in the cafe drinking hot chocolate and watching the doors.

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The door opened, and in walked a woman wearing a very dull brown green coat, she stood around for a while before eventually walking in Charlie's direction, her long hair lightly swishing with each step, she stopped and looked around as if trying to make a decision about something before eventually sitting across from it.

[charlie-woods]

"Hey. It's nice to meet you. My name's Charlie." Charlie said when the woman sat down.

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

"You're a friendly one." She said quietly, looking at the clouds on the sweater.

[charlie-woods]

[Open Roleplay]

Charlie was in London. He didn't visit the city often, but Marcus said he wanted him to meet someone "from their world" so now he sat at one of London's cafes at 10 am on Saturday. Older Avatar didn't even have enough decency to tell him the name of the person he would be seeing just told him to wear the sweater with clouds on it, because it was what he told that person to look for. Not that Charlie didn't understand the reasons of its friend, having someone who was knowledgeable of Fears in its corner would be useful but it didn't understand why it couldn't continue to use its strategy of keeping under the radar and not engaging with the fear community as Marcus liked to call it. So now the young man was sitting in the cafe drinking hot chocolate and watching the doors.

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The door opened, and in walked a woman wearing a very dull brown green coat, she stood around for a while before eventually walking in Charlie's direction, her long hair lightly swishing with each step, she stopped and looked around as if trying to make a decision about something before eventually sitting across from it.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

Spiraling fog starts creeping in from out of nowhere, gently swirling as a small chill begins to settle in.

A lone figure can be made out through the fog that seems to follow her. She has long black hair with strands of white, her skin looks sickly, as if her saturation was turned down in an art program, and you could almost swear there was a greenish tint to her in some places, well all the places that weren't covered by clothing, the most notable was a coat that you couldn't quite tell the color of, but it was dull and went down to knee length.

@maybe-i-like-feeling-blue

[Bernadette was wary of this person, but they liked people so this would be fine probably]

[They made their was over to the person in the fog, they were taking in as many details as they could. This could make a cool story]

[They waved at the figure and smiled]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The figure seemed a bit surprised to see someone, evident in their curious look which quickly settled into their usual expression, seemingly.

"Huh..." she sighed under her breath barely a whisper .

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[Every time they stepped closer to the other person, shadows rippled out from under their feet like water, but they didnt seem to notice]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The chill seemed to get ever slightly colder, the closer you got, and also sickening in some odd way you couldn't describe.

Her coat was thin looking, definitely didn't look like any protection from the cold.

"Are you... from... around here?" She said in a somewhat awkward voice, like she hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[They thought for a moment, then nodded. They offered their trench coat to the other person, as they had a turtle neck so they would be fine]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

"Oh, um your coat? No I'm doing pretty fine actually. The fog is cold, in a... in a comforting way." Probably cause I'm used to it.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[they hesitated for a moments before giving her a look that said "are you sure?" Before they adjusted their coat and suppressed a shiver]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

"You look cold yourself." She said in an oddly joyful way.

Taking off her coat she handed it to the stranger, revealing the short sleeves of her shirt and her pale sickly skin that were her arms, just like the rest of her.

"It may not look like much but that coat keeps me plenty warm enough."

You were close enough to notice her slightly foggy breath.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[they shook their head and pushed the jacket back towards her.]

No thank you

[They signed with a smile]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

"Suit yourself." She chuckled, with a knowing smile.

"Well, if I'm not needed, I'll go." Putting her jacket back on and turning around, looking over her shoulder seeing if this stranger wanted anything else.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

Why would you go? We were having a conversation? I think.

[They tilted their headand brushed dont hair out of their face]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

Her face turned slightly delighted at the words.

"Well, a wanderer keeps wandering so I guess I've wandered here into a conversation, ask away." She turned around fully to face the other person.

The air that was getting colder now seemed dry, unpleasant still, but probably preferable to the chill that had just vanished a second ago. The fog still seemed to linger of course.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

Spiraling fog starts creeping in from out of nowhere, gently swirling as a small chill begins to settle in.

A lone figure can be made out through the fog that seems to follow her. She has long black hair with strands of white, her skin looks sickly, as if her saturation was turned down in an art program, and you could almost swear there was a greenish tint to her in some places, well all the places that weren't covered by clothing, the most notable was a coat that you couldn't quite tell the color of, but it was dull and went down to knee length.

@maybe-i-like-feeling-blue

[Bernadette was wary of this person, but they liked people so this would be fine probably]

[They made their was over to the person in the fog, they were taking in as many details as they could. This could make a cool story]

[They waved at the figure and smiled]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The figure seemed a bit surprised to see someone, evident in their curious look which quickly settled into their usual expression, seemingly.

"Huh..." she sighed under her breath barely a whisper .

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[Every time they stepped closer to the other person, shadows rippled out from under their feet like water, but they didnt seem to notice]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The chill seemed to get ever slightly colder, the closer you got, and also sickening in some odd way you couldn't describe.

Her coat was thin looking, definitely didn't look like any protection from the cold.

"Are you... from... around here?" She said in a somewhat awkward voice, like she hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[They thought for a moment, then nodded. They offered their trench coat to the other person, as they had a turtle neck so they would be fine]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

"Oh, um your coat? No I'm doing pretty fine actually. The fog is cold, in a... in a comforting way." Probably cause I'm used to it.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[they hesitated for a moments before giving her a look that said "are you sure?" Before they adjusted their coat and suppressed a shiver]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

"You look cold yourself." She said in an oddly joyful way.

Taking off her coat she handed it to the stranger, revealing the short sleeves of her shirt and her pale sickly skin that were her arms, just like the rest of her.

"It may not look like much but that coat keeps me plenty warm enough."

You were close enough to notice her slightly foggy breath.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[they shook their head and pushed the jacket back towards her.]

No thank you

[They signed with a smile]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

"Suit yourself." She chuckled, with a knowing smile.

"Well, if I'm not needed, I'll go." Putting her jacket back on and turning around, looking over her shoulder seeing if this stranger wanted anything else.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

Spiraling fog starts creeping in from out of nowhere, gently swirling as a small chill begins to settle in.

A lone figure can be made out through the fog that seems to follow her. She has long black hair with strands of white, her skin looks sickly, as if her saturation was turned down in an art program, and you could almost swear there was a greenish tint to her in some places, well all the places that weren't covered by clothing, the most notable was a coat that you couldn't quite tell the color of, but it was dull and went down to knee length.

@maybe-i-like-feeling-blue

[Bernadette was wary of this person, but they liked people so this would be fine probably]

[They made their was over to the person in the fog, they were taking in as many details as they could. This could make a cool story]

[They waved at the figure and smiled]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The figure seemed a bit surprised to see someone, evident in their curious look which quickly settled into their usual expression, seemingly.

"Huh..." she sighed under her breath barely a whisper .

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[Every time they stepped closer to the other person, shadows rippled out from under their feet like water, but they didnt seem to notice]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The chill seemed to get ever slightly colder, the closer you got, and also sickening in some odd way you couldn't describe.

Her coat was thin looking, definitely didn't look like any protection from the cold.

"Are you... from... around here?" She said in a somewhat awkward voice, like she hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[They thought for a moment, then nodded. They offered their trench coat to the other person, as they had a turtle neck so they would be fine]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

"Oh, um your coat? No I'm doing pretty fine actually. The fog is cold, in a... in a comforting way." Probably cause I'm used to it.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[they hesitated for a moments before giving her a look that said "are you sure?" Before they adjusted their coat and suppressed a shiver]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

"You look cold yourself." She said in an oddly joyful way.

Taking off her coat she handed it to the stranger, revealing the short sleeves of her shirt and her pale sickly skin that were her arms, just like the rest of her.

"It may not look like much but that coat keeps me plenty warm enough."

You were close enough to notice her slightly foggy breath.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

Spiraling fog starts creeping in from out of nowhere, gently swirling as a small chill begins to settle in.

A lone figure can be made out through the fog that seems to follow her. She has long black hair with strands of white, her skin looks sickly, as if her saturation was turned down in an art program, and you could almost swear there was a greenish tint to her in some places, well all the places that weren't covered by clothing, the most notable was a coat that you couldn't quite tell the color of, but it was dull and went down to knee length.

@maybe-i-like-feeling-blue

[Bernadette was wary of this person, but they liked people so this would be fine probably]

[They made their was over to the person in the fog, they were taking in as many details as they could. This could make a cool story]

[They waved at the figure and smiled]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The figure seemed a bit surprised to see someone, evident in their curious look which quickly settled into their usual expression, seemingly.

"Huh..." she sighed under her breath barely a whisper .

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[Every time they stepped closer to the other person, shadows rippled out from under their feet like water, but they didnt seem to notice]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The chill seemed to get ever slightly colder, the closer you got, and also sickening in some odd way you couldn't describe.

Her coat was thin looking, definitely didn't look like any protection from the cold.

"Are you... from... around here?" She said in a somewhat awkward voice, like she hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[They thought for a moment, then nodded. They offered their trench coat to the other person, as they had a turtle neck so they would be fine]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

"Oh, um your coat? No I'm doing pretty fine actually. The fog is cold, in a... in a comforting way." Probably cause I'm used to it.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

Spiraling fog starts creeping in from out of nowhere, gently swirling as a small chill begins to settle in.

A lone figure can be made out through the fog that seems to follow her. She has long black hair with strands of white, her skin looks sickly, as if her saturation was turned down in an art program, and you could almost swear there was a greenish tint to her in some places, well all the places that weren't covered by clothing, the most notable was a coat that you couldn't quite tell the color of, but it was dull and went down to knee length.

@maybe-i-like-feeling-blue

[Bernadette was wary of this person, but they liked people so this would be fine probably]

[They made their was over to the person in the fog, they were taking in as many details as they could. This could make a cool story]

[They waved at the figure and smiled]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The figure seemed a bit surprised to see someone, evident in their curious look which quickly settled into their usual expression, seemingly.

"Huh..." she sighed under her breath barely a whisper .

[the-key-to-bernadette]

[Every time they stepped closer to the other person, shadows rippled out from under their feet like water, but they didnt seem to notice]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The chill seemed to get ever slightly colder, the closer you got, and also sickening in some odd way you couldn't describe.

Her coat was thin looking, definitely didn't look like any protection from the cold.

"Are you... from... around here?" She said in a somewhat awkward voice, like she hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time.

[the-key-to-bernadette]

Spiraling fog starts creeping in from out of nowhere, gently swirling as a small chill begins to settle in.

A lone figure can be made out through the fog that seems to follow her. She has long black hair with strands of white, her skin looks sickly, as if her saturation was turned down in an art program, and you could almost swear there was a greenish tint to her in some places, well all the places that weren't covered by clothing, the most notable was a coat that you couldn't quite tell the color of, but it was dull and went down to knee length.

@maybe-i-like-feeling-blue

[Bernadette was wary of this person, but they liked people so this would be fine probably]

[They made their was over to the person in the fog, they were taking in as many details as they could. This could make a cool story]

[They waved at the figure and smiled]

[maybe-i-like-feeling-blue]

The figure seemed a bit surprised to see someone, evident in their curious look which quickly settled into their usual expression, seemingly.

"Huh..." she sighed under her breath barely a whisper .