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@pandoraisthebox
Hello Everyone.
For the few that are still following me sorry I haven't been around been trying to get things done... that and people don't tend to like OC characters here....
But I'm thinking of coming back and making an account for Felicity Smoak from Arrow. :) Opinions? Should I?
Torture M!As for your muse
For these M!As, the muse will be the victim. And if anybody wants to volunteer to be the torturer, they're allowed to. (Some require more than the victim to be played with.)
Self-harm: For 6 hours, your muse will begin feeling useless and want to indulge in self-harm on their bodies. Depending on whether or not they seek help, they will cut deeper wounds until they do something severe to put themselves in danger.
Suicide: For 4 hours, your muse will contemplate suicide. If nobody tries to help them, they will leave a note to an anonymous finder before they commit the deed.
Containment: For 12 hours, your muse will become insane, and be locked away in an abandoned asylum. Your muse will believe they are going to be executed and desperately seeks freedom.
Only mine: For 1 day, your muse will convince themselves that everyone else is out to get the person they love the most. Because of this, they will seek to kill them, along with themselves in order to truly be together.
Chained up: For 10 hours, your muse will find themselves bound by chains. They can either have a savior or a torturer.
Shock!: For 10 hours, your muse will be tied to an electric chair. Unless the torturer is provoked to electrocute your muse at a high voltage, it will not be enough to kill them.
Blood Rush: For 2 days, your muse will go completely insane, and will want nothing but to spill blood from anyone that can find. No matter who it is.
Mindfuck: For 5 hours, your muse will play mind games on everyone else, no matter how far it goes.
Backstabber: For 12 hours, your muse will get close to someone they hate (or love), for the sole purpose of inflicting physical harm on them.
Hate: For 6 hours, your muse will do nothing but spout hateful comments to everyone. Whether they liked them originally or not.
Martyr: For however long the anon decides, your muse is kidnapped and tortured for information they don't even have.
Six Feet Under: Your muse is suffering severe necrosis all over their body. They are, essentially, rotting while still alive.
My Worst Enemy: The ghost of the person who make your muse the most afraid will come and torture your muse for 24 hours.
Memories: Your muse re-lives the worst hours of their life.
Slowly and painfully: Every hour, for the next 24 hours, someone will come and remove one of your muse's body parts.
Cassandra: Your muse will see everyone as decaying, mutilated bodies.
Feel free to add more to the list.
Put a ✗ in my askbox if you've ever felt intimidated by me or too intimidated to RP with me.
I’m really sick of people using “muse wont cooperate” as an excuse. If you don’t want to reply, just say you don’t want to reply.
Admin: I don’t think it’s so much an excuse as it is a statement, or a fact. Sometimes you just cannot write for your muses. The motivation just isn’t there. And it’s not that you don’t want to reply… It’s that you can’t. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve stared at an open word document wracking my brains for some way to respond to threads.
It annoys me when I see underaged people rping smut. Not only because it’s weird, but it’s also against the law to rp smut when you’re under 18.
ask-michael-corvin replied to your post: ooc:
(ajdslkajsladjl HI)
((I missed you hahaha. xD miss roleplaying as Pandora with you hahaha. And her muse finally came back to me just the other day. :3 HI! ))
(*glomp* I miss it too!)
((*giggling* So would you like to roleplay then? Probably going to make an open roleplay that no one will reply to xD haha. ))
(I’ll reply to it!)
(LIESSSSSSSSSSS! LOL. xD -waits- :3 )
ooc:
HAHAHAHAHA Okay so I come online after forever and lose a follower the same day. Terrible.
Meh Anyways! :D Roleplay anyone?!
Reblog if you mentally argue with your characters.
If you're afraid to RP or talk to me go on anon and tell me why
ooc:
Went from following nearly 200 people to now only 69 and still going. e.e;
" Pandora its good to see you again. How have you been
Pandora blinked looking at him almost in a daze expression... like she wasn't completely all there. Her hair was a dark color and her eyes were black but her whites of her eyes were still there. She didn't say anything as she just stared at him.
ooc:
Is it bad that I want to unfollow nearly everyone and restart? Because it's not like much of any of you really care about OC's. Lol I have a canon blog that get's more attention. Holy shit.
OOC:
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Reblog if it is okay if your muse is hurt, severely injured, tortured or killed in RPs.
Not Living At All||Open Roleplay
Pandora hadn't been seen by many in a few months like she had disappeared off the face of the planet. She had left without a word, had told no one where she was going she just up and left. Of course she knew this wouldn't settle well with some of the people she had known.
It was a late night, cloudy and threatening to storm, rain hadn't started yet but it was bound to. In a club full of people boomed music and in the middle of everyone was the darker version of Pandora she looked different but there was no denying that was her. She danced to the beat not seeming to have a care in the world though it seemed she was lost in her own world.
It was hard to tell what she was going through, what she had gone through; like any other time in her life. She was wearing a gothic outfit and black leather short shorts, she seemed to be dressed for the occasion of dancing with people... she was getting many looks but even now it didn't look like she cared as she danced along with the beat. Her hair was dark, not it's usual orange color, was that a good or bad sign?
