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Indie Raymond Reddington
A very serious blog about serious things. Written by Auchen.
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“You can’t judge a book by its cover. But you can by its first few chapters, and certainly by its last.”
Written and drawn by Auchen.
Selective and Semi-Private | 5+ Years RP Experience | Multiship, Multifandom, OC friendly
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“You can’t judge a book by its cover. But you can by its first few chapters, and certainly by its last.”
Written and drawn by Auchen.
Selective and Semi-Private | 5+ Years RP Experience | Multiship, Multifandom, OC friendly
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So! Here’s how it might go down--
I still kinda want to come back, so I miiight reboot this blog, but it’ll be super selective and slow because my muse is picky as heck and I want to do more Comicverse stuff, and this blog was associated with a lot of Gothamverse threads. (If I did Gothamverse threads, it’d only be with a couple people I’d had a lot of established built up with in that ‘verse.)
Anyway, would some of you guys be chill with me rebooting?
//Hey, guys so I'm going to have to announce an indefinite hiatus again for a couple reasons:
1.) I'm dealing with some personal stuff that's emotionally draining me.
2.) My current laptop is on life support.
3.) RPing takes up a lot of time that I'd like to devote to reading and working on my own original stories.
I'll leave it open to me coming back again, but I dunno when.
You know Ozzie is just Mr. B Natural with Cannibalism. There is nothing natural about cannibalism. May Coily strike you down for your puns, Edward.
“Actually, cannibalism is practiced by many species in the wild, so I wouldn’t posit that its unnatural. Taboo in human culture--certainly. Drawbacks? Well, one could get the disease kuru from consuming human flesh. And I very much doubt that any springy being is going to strike me down for my humor.”
“the struggle not to roll my eyes at people when they talk”
Indie, Riddler/Edward Nygma Blog. Comicverse and Canon-Divergent Gothamverse
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A DINNER PARTY is exactly what I need. Yes, I admit that I was rather RUDE to the detective yesterday, but that was ONLY because I COULDN’T STOMACH his asinine behavior any longer. They say having FRIENDS for DINNER can cure any SOUR mood, so it’s worth a STAB. In planning this get-together, however, I believe I BIT OFF more than I could CHEW, but I am certain I’ll COOK SOMETHING UP. You’ll be JOINING me, yes?
You need to swallow your pride. It is best to chew over someone’s behavior before making any snap judgements. I don’t know where you’re getting the idea that having a dinner party can cure a bad mood--haven’t you heard all the awful dinner stories of someone putting their foot in their mouth?
In light of such possible awkwardness, I do not know if I can join you. I hope you don’t think I’m giving you the cold shoulder, but in terms of work, I have a lot on my plate right now.
Harley looked a little sheepish at his question, but brushed it off, deciding it was better not to address it. Eddie didn’t need to know the details of Harley’s pet-owning problem at this point–it would only make him less likely to get on board with her ideas.
(Which, objectively, was probably a good thing, but she’d never admit that.) And, as usual, all of Ed’s efforts to deter the crazy train only spurred Harley on further.
“Awww, raccoon babies!” She gushed, eyes lighting up even more dangerously. “That’d be so cute! Can ya’ imagine–they could start a li’l raccoon family! Whaddaya call baby raccoons, anyway? Pups? Kits? Floofs? Ooh, I’m gonna go look it up!”
Oh, he should have known not to mention baby animals in her presence. Rather than the idea of having more unwanted furry bandits being brought into the world deterring her from finding a female raccoon, it only fueled her desire further. It seemed no matter how he argued, no matter how many reasons he gave why something was a bad choice, the filter of her mind was ready to sift out any grains of sensibility and only allow in foolishness. Perhaps that was one of the reasons he continued his...acquaintance with her--if nothing else, her lack of logic was challenging to his calculating mind.
“They are called cubs.” Maybe he should have let her search it, but he was loath to let anyone call upon the prowess of the internet when they could simply rely upon the database of the organic computer housed in his skull. “With all the talk you do about being a responsible pet owner, you’re forgetting one of the most important tenants of pet responsibility--spaying and neutering one’s pets so that unwanted animals are not brought into the world.”
“HAH! Well, yer’ not wrong. Seriously. Have ya’ eva’ smelled ‘im? He smells awful. That ain’t hair gel in his hair, it’s jus’ that oily. It’s gross.”
Aww. He did care. “’Zactly! What’s the sayin’–‘steal from the best, an’ make it yer’ own.’ An’ I left ‘im in the dust with it, if I do say so myself.” She batted her eyelashes playfully in his direction. “Really, Eddie, ya’ know just what ta’ say to make a girl feel special.”
“I cannot say that I have been put into the unfortunate position of smelling him up close, but I will take your word as the gospel truth on that matter. I daresay that whatever it was that bleached his skin the approximate shade of a moldering corpse also rendered his hair permanently greasy.”
The side of his nose wrinkled as she dipped into her flirtatous routine. He was not in the mood for that, even though he knew perfectly well that the flicking of her eyelashes meant little. “No, I simply know what to say to verbally scathe someone that we both dislike.”
Hey, guys! So, I’ve revamped my rules recently, so if you’d skim over them it would be much appreciated. c:
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Oswald, why do you want to have friends for dinner? I thought you were fed up with people right now/ You’ve been chewing people out lately. You nearly bit someone’s head off the other day, actually. Honestly, it would be best not to have a dinner party, since you don’t always have the best taste in friends at times.
Heyy guys, so I’m considering maybe archiving this blog and moving to a new one, simply because I feel like this blog is sort of messy right now. Still, I’m not sure if I want to since starting from zero followers isn’t exactly appealing to me. So do you guys think I should archive this blog or just keep it as is since I’m not much anyway?
Well, given that I’m barely on this blog as it is, here’s an announcement thing: I’m not going to do Gothamverse threads unless explicitly requested to do so, because I’m so behind on what’s going on on that show. Any other threads will be comics based.
interfectors replied to your post:wirecuttxr replied to your post:@ Gotham: Dude,...
actually i’m p. sure his step mother died from being stabbed repeatedly but he could have poisoned her too tbh its not above oswald at this point for him to do both
Ah, okay. Well, like I said I didn’t see the episode, so I’m missing lots of context and information.
wirecuttxr replied to your post:@ Gotham: Dude, what are you doing? You just...
( what the heck is going on over there )
//Well, according to my reliable source for all things related to Oswald, to make a long story short: Oz found out his father was still alive, and his daddy-o was super nice and awesome, but was married to a not so awesome lady with super craptastic kiddos. For some reason I don’t remember, the step-kids and stepmother killed Oz’s father, Oz went crazy and killed his step-siblings and fed them to his step-mother. Then he killed his step-mother via poisoning and drank wine over her dead body. THE END~!