Not a Monster, Not a Bogeyman

[ Independent literate RP blog for Johnny C. from Johnny the Homicidal Maniac / Written by Momo ] 

[overthestxrs]

@vortship

It wasn’t everyday someone was actually kind to the homicidal maniac, so when they were he was sure to save their face in his memory. As to not accidentally murder them until they so deserve it, and in his experience they usually did somewhere down the line. 

Seeing the girl he instantly recognized her as the one who so kindly bought him a brain freezy just a couple days prior when he was short on change, so naturally he followed when he noted someone was prowling on her. 

Sorry, not on Johnny’s watch. 

When her attacker made a move, so did Johnny, pouncing at him with speed that rivaled a cheetah’s, and he plunged his blade into the back of his skull. Feeling it dig right in until he got to his squishy center, his skull making crunchy noises in the process. Blood squirting at him before the man completely dropped dead. 

Johnny smiled at the girl, giving her a friendly wave despite what he had just done and being covered in carnage. 

“I never did thank you for that brain freezy, how completely rude of me.” 

[overthestxrs]

I’m also considering bringing back my Tak muse, cause woah, there are more Invader Zim Rpers here than I remember; but I know that will be way too much for me. 

Damn! 

[telekinetic-wonder]

This account is run by a very nervous mun who is more scared of you than you are of me.

[overthestxrs]

Sooo, I’m back! 

I’m going to try and get this blog off the ground! Currently making myself new icons! I probably won’t be active everyday because I do have other blogs and I’m on mobile most of the time which makes things difficult, but I’m going to try! 

So please feel free to ask me or Nny anything! 

[sickenedtess]

   Tess had let her foot up when the other stopped struggling so much only for the Cheeto fiend to jerk his head back to gasp out. His nose was broken and blood running down his face, the puddle’s murky water turning shades of crimson. Tess slammed her foot back down and she wasn’t sure when she had started to do so repeatedly an anger boiling deep to her core. Sure the poor Cheeto fiend hadn’t  been the one to drag her into the alley way but he was just as bad for letting it happen. And that was perhaps why Tess didn’t let up on the coward and was enjoying her assault on him.

   Tess had felt his skull crunch and collapse under her boot but had kept stopping a few more times. She didn’t register that she had an audience or that the gore had had enough velocity to it to decorate her clothing and pale face. By the time she felt satisfied with the caved in mush that was below her she was breathing hard; chest rising and falling heavily. Fingers curled into tight fists, her finger nails digging into her palms at some point yet the pain didn’t register.

   A shiver rolled up her spine and her entire body tensed hearing a familiar voice to the side of her. Her head snapping in his direction, successfully causing the entire world to spin for her. One of her pupils were larger than the other as her eyes landed on him. As the world began to spin for her, her eyes closed tightly waiting for the spinning to stop. A soft groan escaping her as her right hand unclenched and went to touch her temple. You’re kinda messy. That was what he had said right?

   Hazel eyes slowly opened again glancing at him before down at her now ruined black and white thick stripped long sleeve shirt. The white now stained with crimson, the site cause a frown to etch into her features. ”I liked this shirt…“ She muttered to herself and went to wipe the gore from her face on the back of her right sleeve, as she stumbled backwards off the body at her feet… nearly falling in the process.

   Tess looked to the body at her feet as she steadied herself again and promptly kicked the dead man’s leg and grumbled something under her breath. Right she wasn’t alone in the alleyway. Quickly she looked back to him, one eye squinted– was he hallucination? She glanced over to the mauled body away from her before back at him, automatically taking a wobbly step back to acquire more distance between them. A hallucination couldn’t have done that after all.

   Had her head not been feeling cluttered and throbbing worse as her adrenaline in her blood ceased she would have done more than just stare at the maniac. But as it was her head was already killing her. It wasn’t hard to see that she was wounded her own blood still rolling down the side of her face that obviously hadn’t been from either male. She was sporting quite the gash in from the jagged brick wall her head had collided with. It was surprising she was even coherent enough to do what she had this far.

   As the short amount of time passed she began to wobble increasingly more, even having to change her stance to keep from falling on the hard concrete. The world was spinning and she looked like she was about to collapse. She knew she had to stay conscious but her body would have none of that. And within moments her eyes rolled back and closing as her legs buckled. She began falling forward towards him– Head wounds were such unpleasant things.

[overthestxrs]

She had never answered him and he was simply left there watching her, observing as she had took notice of him yet didn't really react. To him it just appeared that she was looking everywhere and seemed rather unsure, even as she glanced down at the man she had just killed. Was she okay? He was going to ask but thought better of it since it seemed that she really wasn't there at all. 

However, the next thing he knew she was tumbling towards him and there was no way she was going to be saving herself. He had two choices here, let her fall to the ground and risk more damage, or to actually catch her. The maniac only had a second or two to really think this over and he ended up being the good guy and caught her in his skinny arms. Yes, she was heavier now that she was out cold but he didn't have any problems holding her up despite being a so called twig himself. 

Johnny found himself looking down at her, eyes going along her face and taking in her features. She looked more tired than the last time he had saw her, and bloodier too, but that wasn't surprising considering what she had just done. Finally he shifted her in his arms so he could examine her and it didn't take long to find her head wound which he was sure to examine the best he could in the lighting he was given. He couldn't see it too well but he knew it wasn't any good no matter what, it was more than likely the reason she was out like this.

If that were the case, then what was he supposed to do? There was no way he was taking her to the hospital, he actually hated those places and they asked way too many questions for his liking. He also didn't want to risk being caught, even though he was sure that he was still being protected by some unseen force. It never hurt to be too safe. 

So he could only come up with one conclusion that didn't involve just leaving her there to possibly die, and that was bringing her back to his place. It didn't sound like a bad idea at the moment, so he shifted her in his arms again and carried her bridal style as he left the alley way going right to his house. 

The trek itself wasn't too long and he found himself just staring at her until they got there, but he was thankful once he arrived because then he could rest his arms as he placed her down on his run down couch. The springs probably digging right into her back but it was probably the best place to leave her in the meantime, and that's what he did. Left her there as he awaited for her to wake up, but he was also sure to remain out of sight. Never wanting to frighten her away, not when he had questions for her.

[sickenedtess]

   Tess had just been enjoying her time away from her home, clearing her mind and keeping calm. She hadn’t been paying much attention to her surroundings as she stared up at the sky as she walked, humming a soft tune as she walked. At first she hadn’t noticed the crunching of a chip bag or the set of foot steps approaching her from behind. It was hard with her head feeling so cluttered, it was hard to pay attention.

   She was startled when she felt strong arms wrap around her, one large hand going to her mouth while the other arm moved around her waist and picked her up. Feeling her boots leave the ground she began kicking and squirming the best she could in her current situation. Let your guard down for once and see what happens?

   The men were chuckling and the one holding her whispered something in Tess’ ear that made her skin crawl. Disgusting. With the strong arms around her from behind, pinning her arms down at her sides Tess couldn’t to much more than squirm. Unable to reach a weapon she did the next best thing and bit down on the man’s hand that was covering her mouth. Tess didn’t care if she caused harm to the other or if the metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, as long as she was able to be freed.

   Instead the man growled out in pain and yelled obscenities before Tess had a chance to react her body was forced painfully against one of the brick walls. The collision with the wall forced the air out of her lungs. “Fucking bitch!” The male yelled out as he gripped a hand full of her dark hair and slammed the side of her head against the brick wall. The impact of her skull hitting the hard surface made a sickening sound mixed with her pain filled gasp. Instantly pain flared and Tess’ vision went blurry.

   At first the situation didn’t register into Tess’ mind as the man that had been pinning her to wall let out a deafening scream. She didn’t even catch herself as she crumpled to the ground when she was released from her attackers grip. She looked much like a rag doll slumped up against the wall. The brick wall that was stained crimson where her head collided with it, blood was trickling down the side of her face slowly. At first she didn’t react to anything, feeling disoriented– not even the terrifyingly familiar voice clicked in her mind.

   The one that had been munching on Cheetos didn’t react at first unable to process how fast the situation had changed. One moment his buddy was snatching up a random woman on the street to have ‘fun’ with and the next… he had a knife sticking out of his back and was screaming out in pain. The wounded male stumbled back away from Tess and hearing the voice at the mouth of the alley way. Both men were horrified to see just what had caused such damage– to stop their 'fun’. It was no other than the 'fag’ looking guy from the store they had been shoving around and taunting.

  Hazel eyes lazily looked up at the scene, having a hard time focusing on the events happening. Tess saw the one that had been holding her go red in the face and go to charge at whoever had caused him harm. There was muffled screaming but she couldn’t make it out at first, her ears ringing– tinnitus. She wasn’t sure what the male with the cheeto dust fingers was doing nor did she particularly care at this point. Her head was killing her and as the daze wore off she stumbled to get up to her feet. Wobbling in place she let off a silent pained noise.

   Pale fingers moved up to touch her head, only causing her to wince in pain. She felt the wetness and looked blankly down at her fingers as she pulled her hand away. Crimson covered her finger tips. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion for Tess as she glanced up seeing the man still charging the unknown savoir– his massive body blocking the other. Looked like the man was going to take a swing at whomever had come to her 'rescue’.

  The cheeto fiend looked on in horror, it was unclear to Tess if it were the fact that these two were in trouble or the possibility that more blood had been shed. Again she didn’t care and as the male began to quickly go to run past her; to try and get to the exit on the other side of the alley way, she brought her foot out. The male let out a gasp as he was tripped landing on his stomach and Cheetos flying everywhere out of the bag. Face landing in a puddle that had formed out of rain water that had filled up a hole in the alley way. He sputtered out coughing and quickly went to scramble to get up only to feel weight applied to his back.

   He looked slowly over his shoulder, fear clearly written across his features as his eyes fell upon the darkness held behind hazel eyes. Tess was keeping her self composed enough to step up between his shoulder blades roughly to keep the other from running away easily. “Disgusting.” Her voice was dark, and had her head not been spinning perhaps she would have spouted off something more clever. Suddenly she slammed her foot down on the back of his head as he went to scurry away. Tess had a scowl across her face as she stepped harder. There was quite the jerking and struggling but she stood her ground, she wouldn’t lift her foot up until well after the bubbles had stopped. Surely she could hold off passing out until then.

[overthestxrs]

Johnny hadn't made a move right away, instead preferring to simply watch while he had the chance. A sick smirk still playing at the corners of his lips as the man grabbed at his back and screamed out in pain, pain that he had caused. Something that he felt this man deserved to feel, no, in fact he didn't deserve to feel anything anymore. He didn't even register anything that was around him right now, not the man's friend or the familiar girl who was slumped against the wall. 

The man struggled just a bit as he reached behind his back, finding it difficult because of the shortness of his arms and the muscles he probably worked very hard to develop. He managed to get the knife out of his back however, much to Johnny's pleasure. Even if the wound oozed blood, something he remained unfond of no matter how much he actually dealt with it. 

Once the knife was out of his back he threw it to the ground, as if he wouldn't need it but it would probably be wise on his part to keep it with him. Then again he had no idea what he was dealing with. To him the tall and incredibly thin man would be no match for him, even if he did just went out of his way and drove a knife into his back. He was mad now, eyes narrowing as his back throbbed; he wasn't even thinking as he charged right at Johnny. Going as fast as he could with strength behind his tackle, very much like a football player which Johnny was sure that he was. 

Johnny knew that he wouldn't be able to take the hit, he wasn't stupid and was sure to get out of the way at the last possible second. Making the man crash into a trash can, making him litter the ground in filth but that was the least of his concerns as he came back for more.  He was like some rogue elephant which was blinded by rage and wanted nothing more than to destroy the one who had made a fool of him. The homicidal maniac had fun toys still stashed away and he was sure to pull them out, two blade with nice and define curves at the end. They were sure to slice no matter which way you rubbed at it. As the man came in for the second time he was sure to move yet again but this time hooked said blade to his face, cutting a large gash which only bled more than his wound on his back. 

"That smile isn't wide enough, I'm sure you can do better than that!" he cheered as another blade entered the other side of his mouth and sliced high enough to give him a very Joker like grin. All this man could do was cry in pain and he wasn't even fighting back much at this point, how sad that he didn't fight for his life more than this. It was minutes  later that he actually dropped dead, his carcass torn into as if Johnny was some sort of wild animal and perhaps he was. 

It was then that he was turning his attention to the Cheeto stealing fiend and give him the same treatment but it was too late, some woman was kicking his brains out! His blood was splattering across the ground, he could almost smell that metallic scent but he was nearly immune to it at this point. Once he was sure that he was dead his eyes wandered up to the woman, wanting to know who would do an act as disgusting as this and lo and behold, there she was. Her face very familiar even decorated in splats of blood, where exactly did he know her from? 

He continued to rack his brain, thinking and thinking; it had felt like hours but really was only mere minutes until he figured out who it was.

"Shit.. it's her!" 

He should of gotten out of there but his feet were firmly planted into place as she finally stopped her assault. 

"You're kinda messy," was what he finally settled on saying to actually grab her attention.

[overthestxrs]

Halloween-y, horror and dark sentence starters for your sentencey needs.

"Can you help me hide a body?"

"I won't help you hide a body!"

"There are pumpkins everywhere!"

"What's the knife for?"

"Drop the gun."

"What do you want from me?!"

"Help!"

"Let go!"

"Ssssh, stop screaming."

"I won't have you screaming much longer."

"I can't breathe!"

"Don't touch me!"

"What happened to your face?"

"They're coming."

"We gotta hide!"

"Get down!"

"Can they see us?"

"Blood has such a strong smell."

"Oh my god, there's blood everywhere!"

"...Is that an arm?"

"Oh my god, I think that's a brain."

"Are those... corpses?"

"Smells like corpses."

"... B-behind you."

"Keep running, I'll always find you."

"I'm terrified."

"It's just me, it's just me... But we aren't alone."

"I think... I think there's blood on your face."

"Did you hear that?"

"Come out, make this easy for both of us."

"Run little rabbit, run."

"Can you not hear that?"

"Did you see that?"

"This place is creepy."

"Why did we go to a graveyard on Halloween?"

"Oh my god, are you hurt?"

"What happened to your arm?"

"I'll untie you, we gotta be quick."

"I'm sorry it had to end this way."

"You'll never see them again."

"Pumpkins are cool."

"You think you can escape me?! Think again."

"We can't stop them!"

"Rest in peace."

"BOO!"

[shinyryou-deactivated20161226]

Sick day rp starters

[dustyrpmemes-blog]

Here, take some medicine.

I got you something for your head.

Want me to make you some soup?

I made you something to eat, c’mon, at least try it.

How’re you feeling?

You don’t look so good, maybe you should sit down.

Did you sleep at all last night? You look like hell.

Yeah, you’re burning up. Lay down, I’ll get you some medicine. 

Gross! You got puke on my shoes.

If you’re going to vomit at least do it away from me.

Just sleep, you need it. I’ll still be here when you wake up.

Don’t worry about getting me sick, I’ll be fine. 

Nope, you’re going back to bed. Shoo. Go.

You’re not leaving the house like this, we’ll reschedule our plans.

Cover your mouth when you cough, geeze. 

[emcra-deactivated20151120]

#shoutout to rpers who feel insecure no matter how often they’re told that they’re quality #shoutout to RPers who don’t think they’re good enough for their partners #shoutout to RPers who keep playing even though they’re insecure

[overthestxrs]

Starter for @sickenedtess

Johnny really hadn’t been asking for much, or so he thought. All he had wanted was the last bag of cheetos but he had been denied this as some guy and his friend snatched it up right as he was reaching for it. He had even been kind enough to politely say that he was about to grab that bag, perhaps he hadn’t noticed him? Most didn’t, but it seemed that he did and went on to do it on purpose. 

“Yeah, I saw you reaching for it, so what? What are you going to do about it?” 

His friend was snickering in the background as Johnny glared at them, clenching his fists in his agitation. Upon noticing this they began to laugh more and even pushed Johnny about, making his coat swish around him and he nearly tripped as well.

“Look at him getting mad! Dude, you’re so thin I bet you’re a fag! There is no way a fag is going to kick my ass,” said the other. 

Finally they managed to push him to the ground with one hard shove which made him land hard and he even brought some of the products down with him. Looking up as it rained twinkies and donuts around him, and that was enough to get the cashier’s attention which made them stop. They proceeded to buy his cheesy goods and then they were gone. 

How aggravating it was, that he couldn’t even venture out to buy a bag of chips without being treated like garbage. In the end he didn’t even get anything for himself, losing the mood and feeling that he had better things to do. Like follow those men, they weren’t far and he was sure that he could catch up; which he did. At least something went right!

Though it appeared that these men were just up to no good no matter where they went, however that wasn’t what he was focused on as he watched them. Taking a woman and dragging her into an isolated alleyway as the other munched on the cheetos which were rightfully his, he could already feel his blood boiling! As they forced the woman hard against the wall, causing her to hit her head that was when he stepped in. Hurling a blade through the air until it flew into his shoulder which made him screaming out and release her from his grasp. 

A large smile spread across Johnny’s face, knowing what he would be doing next. “Perhaps you should take this as a lesson, never judge a book by it’s cover. It can be deceiving.”

[overthestxrs]

☹ ☻ (Back at ya! Boom!)

For every ☹ I get I will show a sample of a muse I used to play but don’t anymore. Or send a ☻ for a muse I would like to play, but haven’t yet!

☹ - Dr. Frank-N-Furter (The Rocky Horror Picture Show)

The man hung around in the back, merely observing the goings on which were happening around him as Columbia sat across from him nibbling on a slice of pizza they had ordered. An interesting Earthling meal he had to say but it didn’t quite hold his interest as the man behind the counter had. 

His hair was slicked back and his clothing snugly fit his form giving the doctor a good idea of what was underneath. His muscles being what excited him the most as he continued to observe, smoke escaping his painted red lips as he smirked.

“How nice.” 

☻ - Jane Lane (Daria) 

Sleep had been on the schedule but it had never happened as she pulled a straight all nighter, complete with multiple cups of coffee that now littered her room. Jane could hardly care however as she continued to work, dabbing her brushes and running them along her canvas and then cleaning them to do it all over again. This continued until the light of the sun shown through her window signalling morning and that’s when she finally stopped, still feeling like she could go. Who needed sleep? So picking up her phone she dialed the number to her friend who she knew wasn’t in any way a morning person.

“Hey, pizza, now. Need sustenance. Meet you in twenty.” 

Reblog if you're 18+ and old enough to RP smut

For every ☹ I get I will show a sample of a muse I used to play but don’t anymore. Or send a ☻ for a muse I would like to play, but haven’t yet!

[overthestxrs]

// I need to get this blog up and running, seriously. Maybe I’ll work on it tomorrow.

[overthestxrs]

// Alright, this obviously isn’t a Tate blog anymore. I did a character change and now it’s Johnny C. from JTHM~

[notti963]

Tribute to Evan Peters

AHS Murder House - Tate Langdon

AHS Asylum - Kit Walker

AHS Coven - Kyle Spencer 

AHS Freak Show - Jimmy Darling

[ambergoulty]

🌚 Tate Langdonn 🌚