tfw you’re too scared to find people to rp with...
Today's Document

titsay

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Misplaced Lens Cap
Peter Solarz
d e v o n
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Origami Around
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

shark vs the universe
trying on a metaphor
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Jules of Nature

Kaledo Art

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noise dept.
Sade Olutola
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will byers stan first human second
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seen from Saudi Arabia
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seen from United Kingdom

seen from Argentina

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@redmanexe-blog
tfw you’re too scared to find people to rp with...
Do not mistake my past
as w e a k n e s s
for it is my past
that has made me strong
so there’s apparently an onaf song, i’m hoooked to it, and so Have my AU personified redman ok
Who am I to you? Anonymously leave a fruit or two in my inbox.
Apple: I haven't really taken notice of you so far.
Honeydew: You fascinate me.
Banana: You annoy me.
Mullberry: Mostly I tolerate you on my dash.
Cherry: You make me uncomfortable.
Orange: I love your blog, but I'm not very interested in you personally.
Grapefruit: I don't care so much for your blog, but I'm rather interested in you as a person.
Kiwi: Love your blog, equally interested in you as a person.
Pineapple: I think about you even when I'm not on tumblr.
Rasberry: I'm not even aware I'm re-blogging from you when I do.
Strawberry: I wasn't even aware I was following you. How did that happen?
Mango: I wouldn't mind talking to you if you ever messaged me, but it's not that big of a deal to me.
Apple: I would really like to talk to you, but I never will initiate it.
Guava: I have no interest in talking with you on here.
Blueberry: Sometimes, I like and re-blog posts from you just to get your attention.
Cantaloupe: I often avoid liking and re-blogging your post so I don't draw your attention.
Watermelon: I'm not very interested in you or your blog, I'm just too lazy to unfollow you.
Elderberry: I've anon-ed you something personal before.
Pumpkin: I've anon-ed you a compliment before.
Kumquat: I've anon-ed you hate before.
Lemon: Never anon-ed you before, probably won't again.
Lime: We've never talked and I prefer to keep it that way.
Papaya: We used to talk but we don't anymore and that makes me sad.
Rhubarb: We used to talk and we don't anymore and I prefer it that way.
Tangerine: We talk on here sometimes and I want it to continue.
Plum: Meh.
Closed Starter
redmanexe
✄]: Edge Imp Scissors breathed heavily, his hands trembling as he erratically snipped around the air with the scissors that he loved to carry around. It’s been some time after having his master use him for snipping his enemies (as well as his furry “companions”).
Such a shame that his demonic brethren were starting to take the spot-light. It just meant less things for him to snip, and even less things for him to hear snap (if you don’t count for this particular imp trying to cope with those irresistible cravings). His thoughts had gotten so clouded that he no longer paid attention to where he went. Not like it would be too much of a problem though. If Sora needed him, then he’d just play his card and Edge Imp would find himself on the field once again. More.. . He just wanted more things to-
He blinked, “ears” wiggling upon sensing something. Was it a fellow deck-mate? Mhhm…No, it can’t be. Most of them knew better than to go anywhere near him when they didn’t need his assistance (and the other Edge Imps had their own obsessions keeping them at bay, hence Scissors being left to go deeper into this mania of his).
“Who’s there?”
This... was new. For one- this wasn’t flumpty’s. This was someplace else- someplace new, and however he managed to leave the horror house sort of place was beyond him. What mattered now was not that however, it was the fact that something was asking a simple question -
“ Who’s there? “
The Redman tilted slowly to the left, visible eyes slightly closing- though most of them were covered by the strange red birdlike mask, what looked like spindly arms (which were actually parts of his broken and elongated ribcage) bent out to the side, cracking as they did so. “ someone. “
redmanexe
Night fell over Flumpty’s little hideout, and the moon was lucent high in the night sky, shining down upon the lonely building. However, inside, activity stirred; a cast of eccentric and bizarre creatures began their nightly rounds at exactly midnight, with some ‘waking up’ later than others.
Eyesaur, being the last to awaken, began to slowly open its multiple eyes and peer around at its surroundings. It was sleeping in the pit it was created in, which it had refashioned (with Flumpty’s help) into a den. Slowly but surely, it raised one lumbering leg after another and hoisted itself out, letting out a small chittering noise from each of its heads.
Free to roam, the beast began to wander around the establishment. All the sights it had seen before; all the entities within it was familiar with.
At least, that’s what it thought.
Upon approaching the security office and peeking in, it noticed that someone–or something–had been quicker on the draw. A barely contained fire was engulfing the security guard as a seemingly insectoid creature was…what was it doing?
Eyesaur had heard descriptions of him before by listening to idle conversations from the pit, and was able to place a name on the entity.
“REDMAN.” It gurgled from the entrance to the security office, several heads speaking in tandem.
There was a horrible cracking as the entity leans back in a sort of n like arch, looking back at the being composed of the corpses of prior humans that had once played the games that flumpty had devised for the group of ‘friends’. Redman didn’t really bother with the abomination most of the time, but this time it appeared to be unavoidable. A low, shaky laugh played from him as the ‘ribcage’ of his adjusted to pull what appeared to be a torn coat back over, giving a slight impression that he was more human than he actually was. “ yes. . . ? “
Frill nodded when he spoke, moving to pull a bag out of seemingly nowhere. “Friend? Everybody here.. Is friends with one another?” That was something new! “You are all happy to be around one another? You trust your friends?” The small, pink creature spoke as she pulled a small ‘dried’ meat from her bag and stuffed it into her mouth, now watching him and awaiting a response.
“ Yes. We’re all friends... “ responded redman a grin twisted onto his face as he continued to look at the smaller entity. “ We are all happy together... i trust them, yes... “ But there’s one that might have not think that for the most part- though redman wasn’t going to bring him up with the other. He didn’t seem too interested in what she pulled out to eat either.
wow i really didn’t mean to go inactive here oopsie.
I owe:
harmlessfrill
eyesaurus
destxoy-scissor
“Apparently he’s private so I dunno. Very suspicious.”
“But then again maybe’s he’s telling the truth. Do you have a strong mental state?”
“ Suspicious. Either way- I am unsure. Do you consider my mental state strong.... ? “
tfw you get all your muses back at full strength and you can’t find anyone to rp with other than like. one close friend and your lover.
and your too scared to ask anyone else.
I hope you die in a fire! I hope you’ll be stabbed in the heart, Hope you get shot and expire!
“Not quite.” Frill watched him. What a strange creature he was. “I plan on leaving quickly. …I’m actually quite far from where I was meaning to be…” It was much too.. calm? temperature wise. It was comfortable, which meant exactly what she thought; She wasn’t where she wanted to be. Very far from it. And very far from who she wanted to be near.
“Well. While I’m here– Redman, was it..? Do you think you could talk to me a while? Idle conversation helps me focus.” She just didn’t want to be alone. He hadn’t tried to kill her yet, so she figured she could trust him for the time being.
“…First, ah– Who is ‘Flumpty’?”
“ . . . fine then. “ he continued, adjusting himself upright before continuing to keep his gaze locked with that of the smaller being that was in his presence. “ Flumpty owns this place. He’s our friend and basically the leader. “ Stated Redman in response.
“ There is an. . . agitating lack of communication between all of the ones in this horror house lately. ”
Frill took a step back when he lurched forward. They seemed unfazed, but they had gasped at the unexpected movement.
“I don’t know why I’m here.” They weren’t lying- The last they remembered, they were.. Someplace less friendly looking. Someplace hot and barren. Frill hadn’t the slightest clue as to how they got here or why they were here.
With that thought coming to mind, they suddenly began to look a little unsettled and uncomfortable. “…I don’t know how I got here, either.”
“ Interesting. “ The being leaned back, red dotted eyes shifting to look away from the other, followed by him leaning that way a bit as well. “ So you’re lost. This isn’t a good place for little creatures, unless you plan on playing our games. . . I’d also have to let flumpty know there’s someone new here that isn’t a ‘human’. “ By the time he was done saying that, his entire torso was sort of doing an upside down L curve to the lift, and he glanced back at the other, a grin cracking onto his red features- “ You don’t seem human, after all. I’m guessing you’re not. “
“Let me check…”
“Um. I think ‘Jingwa_Nyanda’ has? Five years ago?”
“ Is there any way to verify that it is true? I do not like being lied to about things, especially when it comes to things i’ve done that i supposed no-one-else has. “
" Out of curiosity, Redman, is it, how did you be able to become a computer virus? "
“ Oh, that. . . ? That’s none of your concern. “