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INDIE OC HORROR RP BLOG
STRICTLY 18+
TW: GORE, VIOLENCE, TORTURE, SADISM, MEDICAL PROCEDURES.
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first meeting sentence starters.
send one to have our muses meet for the first time.
âSorry, were you just talking to me?â
âI think you dropped this.â
âYou look lost. Need some help?â
âI donât usually talk to strangers, butâŠâ
âYouâre sitting in my spot.â
âWhoa! Careful!â
âWeâve never met, right? You seem familiar.â
âIs that seat taken?â
âSorry, I think I just spilled something on you.â
âYouâre blocking the doorway.â
âWere you just staring at me?â
âExcuse me, do you know the time?â
âWait â are you the person Iâm supposed to meet?â
âIâve been sent to find you.â
âPlease donât be alarmed, but I think we have the same bag.â
âDo you work here?â
âIâm fairly certain thatâs mine.â
âYouâve got something on your face.â
âSorry, I thought you were someone else.â
âDo you know the way to ___?â
âYouâre hurt. Do you need help?â
âThatâs a fine ___ (cloak/hat/book/etc.). Where did you get it?â
âThis might sound strange, but can I hide behind you for a moment?â
âYou look like you could use a friend.â
âI think your dog just stole my lunch.â
âHey, you dropped your coin purse.â
âI think weâre stuck in here together.â
âSorry, I didnât mean to overhear, butâŠâ
âAre you the new neighbor?â
âFirst time in town?â
âIâm not sure if this belongs to you, butâŠâ
âYou look like youâve seen a ghost.â
âIâve been hearing a lot about you.â
âDo you mind if I join you?â
âI think youâre in the wrong place.â
âYou seem⊠out of place.â
âDonât take this the wrong way, but are you following me?â
âThat was a close call.â
âNot to alarm you, but someoneâs watching you.â
âMind if I walk with you?â
âYou look like youâre in trouble.â
âWas that your doing back there?â
âYou donât look like youâre from around here.â
âThat was impressive. Howâd you manage it?â
âIâm guessing youâre not here by accident.â
âDo I want to know what just happened?â
âYou might want to keep your voice down.â
âIs it always this strange around here?â
âI have a feeling weâre about to become acquainted whether we like it or not.â
âLooks like weâre in this together now.â
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General Sentences, Vol. 23
(Assorted original sentences. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"How did you manage to get us an invitation to this party?"
"Are you going to be angry all evening?"
"Do you ever think of me?"
"This place is amazing!"
"I'm going to miss you while you're gone."
"How can you be so cruel?"
"You asked to see me?"
"We don't have any fun! Not like we used to!"
"You are not going out dressed like that!"
"Do you have an issue with me?"
"Keep this up and you'll be sleeping in the spare room tonight!"
"It's called work-life balance. Maybe try it sometime?"
"Kneel before me."
"Not everything is about you!"
"What's that supposed to do?"
"You can drop the sarcasm!"
"Do you have a favourite child?"
"You're drinking too much."
"Can't it wait until after dinner?"
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
"Nothing lasts, except for me."
"I think your name is beautiful."
"Have you been feeling alright lately?"
"Do you like me?"
"Is this your way of apologising?"
"Why are you late?"
"When did you get so bitter?"
"You just sit there and be quiet."
"You need professional help."
"I'm not who you think I am."
"Come to bed. It'll all seem better in the morning."
"You have beautiful eyes."
"I believe you - this time."
"Are you telling me you don't love me anymore?"
"What have you been doing all day?"
"I can't imagine you having any kind of childhood."
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
"I don't care for history."
"Do you always talk to yourself?"
"Perhaps you'd like to know my name?"
Pretentious & Poetic Sentences, Vol. 10
(Pretentious sentences from various sources for muses that like to speak in grandiose sentences. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"How many scattered corpses will you leave in your bloody wake before your life has run its course?"
"I want to liberate your truest self: the beast that prowls around your heart."
"What would we not to do defeat death?"
"We've all done things to survive. There are such sins on my back it would kill me to turn around."
"I think that time can only be fully understood by an observer with a godlike gift of infinite regression."
"They say that a man is never so weak, so defenceless against suffering, as when he is in love."
"Evil only attacks where there's a soul that's vulnerable."
"There is prodigious strength in sorrow and despair."
"The arrow of time points in one direction."
"Death can be a sublime experience."
"I'm not the man you knew. There's blood on my teeth, and in my soul, I think."
"I am not a creation of the antique pastoral world. I am modernity personified."
"The heaviness you're carrying has its own gravitational pull."
"Every Caesar must have his Brutus."
"There is a time for truth and a time, not for lies, but for silence."
"How many thousands of years has man been living an illusion?"
"Death may beget life, but oppression can beget nothing other than itself."
"You pass yourself off as a puppy in a raincoat, happily running around the yard, digging holes in the garden. Only, you're laying a minefield, not wagging your tail."
"What is a ghost? Is it a presence that prowls our bed chambers when we turn down the lights? Or is it a memory that roams the dark corridors of our mind?"
"It is often when one least expects it that fate arrives at our door. We can't foresee it any more than we can escape it. No matter how hard we run or hide, fate, like death, will always find us."
"The winner in all wars decides the truth."
"Because I murder with will and not like a blind animal, you think me a monster. Yet, how many corpse have you left in your wake?"
"We all dream of being a child again, even the worst of us. Perhaps the worst most of all."
"How did I miss the moment that you sold your soul?"
"No one can change a story once it's been told."
"It's one thing to yearn for something, but quite another to find the strength to achieve it."
"Kindness is hypocrisy."
"You have no sense of the terrors I will bring onto you."
"what is your opinion on the brodney clamp? is it too sexual for you to consider using in body horror?"
"There is nothing sexual about a retrograde urethrogram." The Doctor answers with his brow pinching above the bridge of his nose.
"And in all honesty, mutilating genitalia is such a cheap form of torture. I don't need men sobbing on my surgical table to keep their fucking penis. I want them sobbing as I string their innards above their heads and turn their bodies into a work of art."
âYouâre not going to uh, hurt meâ
"Not necessarily."
The Doctor answers simply as he scrutinises the madman before him. An emotionless gaze examines every detail of his bizarre getup.
"Unless you show any animosity towards me, Joker. Then I guarantee I shall do my very worst to you. Does that not sound fair?"
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A sinister smile cracks across his lips as the vigilante listens to Dicks cocky response. Clearly the younger man doesnt realise just what William has in store for him. Leaning back and setting the scalpel down, he keeps his other hand tight on the vigilante's forearm. His thumb resting just below the small incision.
"Oh, I wouldn't call this a waste of time." White teeth reveal themselves in the form of a callous grin. And with a gentle push, his thumb jams into the incision he has created. Sliding past sliced muscle to push right against the median nerve.
The moment his digit touches the sensitive bundle of tissue, Dicks entire forearm along with his hand would feel as if it had been set ablaze. Every nerve fibre burning to an agonising degree as the tissues are duped by the pressure exerted by his thumb. Fingers would curl, his muscles will spasm. Until his hand stiffens into a fist that burns in a twisted agony.
"Considering this is what happens when I simply pinch the nerve, imagine what damage I could cause if I sever it completely."
He supposed he should feel relieved that the scalpel was no longer in use but didn't like how close the man's hand was to the cut he'd made. Unfortunately for him, with his arms and everything else strapped down, there wasn't much he could do about it. Man, he wanted to wipe that stupid grin off his face. What he wouldn't give for superpowers right now because super strength would be pretty damn useful.
It came as no surprise when the thumb pressed inside the wound, but that didn't make it hurt any less. Most people would be screaming by that point, but Dick remained quiet despite the burn, teeth grinding against each other as his fingers flexed against his will.
He'd been hurt before. He'd been tortured before, but never by somebody who knew the human body so well. Who would have thought that something so minor could hurt so much? The man hadn't even had to work for it. He was barely doing anything, and already Dick was struggling to keep his breathing even.
"Hah." He forced out a pained bark of laughter in an attempt to distract himself from the pain and to appear stronger than he felt. He couldn't lose his nerve. Confidence was important, especially in situations like this. "The Court didn't go through all this trouble to get me just to let you cause irreparable damage."
He was no use to them if he couldn't fight, after all.
The Doctor scrutinises Dicks response with a predatory intensity. Cool eyes catching every little twitch of his facial features. Noting the tension in his jaw.
Pursing his lips when the vigilante tries to call his bluff, he tests pressing a little harder. Just to note how Dick responds to added pressure.
"Hmm." He gives a simple acknowledgement of Graysons statement. With a lamentful sigh, he pulls his thumb out of the wound. Wiping away the blood in a rag that he fetches from his belt. He lets Grayson think he's correct, that no serious damage can be done. His mein twisting as if he has been woefully outsmarted.
Oh, how William loves to act.
"Let's get one thing clear, Grayson." Picking back up his scalpel, that façade fades completely into an expression of twisted confidence. He sets a hand on his forearm to keep it steady and presses the blade into the wound. Gouging deep enough to sever the median nerve completely.
Dicks arm would light up in agony. Pins and needles surge under his skin whilst other areas would numb completely. But best of all, his ability to move his forearm and his hand would become alarmingly impaired.
Slipping the scalpel free, William stands and slams a hand against the headrest by Dicks head. Looming over him as he brings the scalpel threateningly close to Dicks throat.
"You are useless to the Court unless you fight for them. So I'm going to keep causing damage until you realise that I'm the only one who can fix you."
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@arkhampsych -CLOSED RP-
the flourescent lit confines of his opulent office, Dr. William Green mulls over a few files strewn across his mahogany desk. Pale eyes scowering over every detail of information he has managed to gleam about Dr. Johnathan Crane.
His research that was conducted at Arkham Asylum has been kept a pretty well guarded secret. But rumours have certainly been spread. Questions raised about the ethicalities of the treatments Dr. Crane has utilised with his patients.
Patients who seem to end up far more hysteric after Dr. Cranes involvement.
And while some might see a malpracticing doctor, or even an inhumaine psychopath, Dr. Green sees a potential business partner.
After all, advances in moderm medicine come so much quicker when one is not held to ethical codes.
Closing over the file as he hears footsteps approaching his office door, the CEO sits back in his chair as his secretary opens the door to allow his guest to enter. A scheduled meeting for 10am, and the Doctor is on time.
"Dr. Crane." William greets as he stands out of his chair and extends a hand across the table, gesturing to the seat directly opposite his desk. His secretary closes the door the moment Dr. Crane enters the room, leaving them to conduct their business in private.
"Please, take a seat."
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Fighting Starters
*punches you in the _____ *
*aims gun at you*
*slaps you*
*trips you up*
*kicks you*
*shoots you in the _____ *
*throws _____ at you*
*tries to run away*
âI donât want to fight youâ
âStand downâ
âStop hitting meâ
âWhy arenât you fighting back?â
âReady to give up yet?â
âYouâre not going to hurt meâ