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     { Whoaaaaaa! I haven’t been on here in forever! I’ve come back after      major embarrassment in the past and decided to start anew! i’ve      revamped this blog over here! IDK how many of you are still      interested, but there you go! }

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     { well i think it’s safe to say that my max muse is dead and buried like      rachel amber amirite? lmao. everything’s gone to hell in a hand basket      anyway from my perspective on things, SOOO, i’m archiving this blog      and focusing all of my attention over HERE. follow me if you want. up      to you. at this point idrc.      it’s been real, and it’s been fun, but it hasn’t been real fun. Peace out      girl scouts. }

[xofinnocence-blog]

Y’know, I didn’t want to come back on here, but I just need to say something. I had such a bad feeling about the LIS fandom from episode five onward, but I believed that the roleplay community was better than this. Considering people had been calling out anon hate earlier this week, you’re only further proving yourself as childish by sending unmcrkedgrave anon hate. I’ve seen a screenshots of the asks, I know what I’m talking about. 

You have an issue with someone? That’s fine, it happens. What you can do, however, is handle this civilly. Sitting behind an anon and sending someone hate and useless messages about how much they suck isn’t handling this civilly or maturely at all. If you want to sit here and call your fandom “welcoming and accepting and friendly”, go right ahead, but read this first. 

I wanted to keep as out of this as much as I possibly could, but you’ve hurt a friend of mine and, most likely, don’t have the full story to this at all. This is technically a vagueblog, but seriously. If you’re sending anon hate, you’re being childish and I hope that I’m not in contact with you. 

Look at yourselves. Look at the people around you. This drama is bullshit and I’m tired of it. If you want sit here and preach how “sending anon hate isn’t the answer” and gush about how “open and welcoming the LIS fandom is”, take a fucking look at yourselves. 

I’ve called this out on my previous blog and I’m doing it again. It doesn’t matter what someone has done, cut contact and move on. Don’t hound either person on whatever side of the arguement. You’re not a “white knight”, you’re not defending anybody or anything, you’re being childish. 

Get off your high horse and stop with this shit. 

[dillydalisay]

Toot toot. All about the S.S. Maximum Victory. Setting sail for Trash Ship islands. 

[dillydalisay]

I am Chasefield trash. Sorry. 

I actually have my reasoning behind this, you can read below but it’s littered with spoilers:

Keep reading

[dillydalisay]

I just keep picking up my tablet pen and then Chasefield comes out, I don’t know what to do. 

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you know what to do, reblog and tag yourself!!

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me trying to flirt

[dragons-rpmeme]

Send 'Stolen!' for my muses reactions to yours stealing a kiss

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Do my dark undereye circles and unwashed hair turn you on

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                                      ‘ there’s nothing wrong  with  her  except  she’s                                      totally                        fucked                        up. ’

                                     written                           by                           ande!                                      independent    paranormal   original   character.                                      private  &&  selective  rp blog for melanie song.                             nine   to   ten   years   of   roleplay   experience.                             will    do    script,   shorts,   novella,    para,  etc.                                      open     to    multi-verse,    multi-ship,   &&    au.                                      mutuals         &&        multi-fandom        friendly!                                                            i / ii / iii / iv / v / vi.

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     { alright ladies and germs, i’m making an announcement to say that i’m      following suit with my dear friend @ofdarkrccms and deciding to focus      on an oc that i made. things are just really dead here on max on my      end, and i really wanna branch out and kinda do my own thing. that’s      sorta hard to do with max with all the canon stuff, and at least with an      oc, it’s mine so i’d have free-range to do with her, what i couldn’t with      max.      i’ll just cut to the chase: i’m basically turning max into an oc…sort of.      my oc is based off of max, as well as various other tv shows/movies/      games/etc that i feel inspired by. i’ve put my own little twist on it. i      have more creative freedom this way, imo.      i’ll still be around here, just not nearly as often as i used to be, and      literally when i only rp with a grand total of……..three people on this      account, what’s the point? lol. but yeahhhh– if you want to follow me,      you can find me here: [x].      please note that if you send me any hate as has been done to my dear      friend xera, i will block you on the spot with no hesitation, thank you.      #diditforxera2k16 c: }

[whiiteknight-blog]

          Taking in the bits about Brooke, he knew he’d certainly have a conversation with her later. It was one thing to have a crush or whatever, but harassing his friends ( not to mention the girl Brooke KNEW he liked ) over something as minuscule as going to the movies with her? It was inexcusable. 

          “I’m still going to talk to her. That shit isn’t cool – us going to the fucking movies together isn’t a reason for her to get mad or jealous like that. You don’t deserve the harassment.” He was starting to get a bit angry, but clenched fists at his side kept him silent. Sighing, he’d get back to her points. How could he even be thinking of Brooke when Max – the girl of his dreams – could reverse time?!

          “Max, even if I didn’t – what would you gain from lying? That’s some powerful shit to be talking about. And after you asking about time - related movies and books a while back, I should’ve known it was something beyond just being interested in it.” Shoulders fell in relief as his heart raced – fingers unclenching at her gentle touch. She was really serious about this.. He could tell. She wasn’t the best liar in the first place, but this sealed the deal and had his words slowly beginning to choke out of his lungs in excitement of her hand in his. 

          “This is insane, Max.. Like.. I always had theories on it being real, but you’re a living, breathing time machine. And it’s wrecking you. Bodies aren’t meant to be going through space and time so much. We’re meant to stay put. While time may not be linear, we are and it’s probably tearing you up every time you change something.” Assuming she was using it. He would be if he had it regardless of his own advice, so he could only figure she had been utilizing it for as long as it lasted.

          “I think first and foremost, let’s go sit.” His hand gently squeezed her own – reassuring her of the fact he was here for her. “It sounds like some massive Chaos Theory and if that’s the case, I think it all has to do with that first rewind of your powers. Doing that was the trigger to it all. It’s the only explanation.” Another squeeze came from him as he kept a softened gaze on her. 

          “Just breathe. I can help you get through this as best as I can. I swear it.”

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     Just dropping the subject about Brooke seemed to be the best course of      action, so that’s just what Max did. The last thing she wanted was to cause      problems between the two friends, but she had a feeling that the more she      talked about it, the less it would help anything. Warren already seemed      annoyed by the information, and she didn’t want to add to it. Honestly, she      probably shouldn’t have said anything in the first place, and while the idea      of rewinding time to prevent anything from being said was tempting, she      also knew that she didn’t want to risk the side effects from it either.      So instead, Max zipped her lips, and vaguely nodded as Warren prattled      off. She would never not be grateful that he actually believed her. How      many people would’ve been like that? Hell, even Chloe needed ‘proof’,      but not Warren. Max was honestly, silently pleased and thankful for that.      ❝Yeah, I know... Sometimes I wish I wasn’t. Sometimes I just wish I could      be...normal--❞ But when had Max ever been ‘normal’? She wasn’t even      normal before she developed her powers. ❝But...❞ ‘But Chloe...’ she      wants to say, but bites it back...for now. She knows Warren’s right; knows      that her powers are draining her, and that they could possibly end up      killing her if she didn’t stop using her powers, but she couldn’t help it. She      had to use them, even if she didn’t want to. What other choice did she      have? Not use them and let Chloe die? Not a chance.      When he squeezed her hand, it was the reminder that they were actually      holding hands. She was suddenly very aware, and though it shouldn’t      have been, it suddenly felt very intimate. Then, that’s all she could      focus on, nodding idly at his suggestion and moving over to go sit down      on the nearest bench with him.      ❝That’s what Chloe said too...❞ she murmurs once he mentions ‘Chaos      Theory.’ It all made sense. She’d only developed the powers after seeing      the blue butterfly and watching Chloe die the first time. The tiniest change...      ❝I figured as much, just--❞ cue a pause and a sigh before she’s squeezing      his hand again. ❝--I can’t just not use my powers though, Warren-- Chloe      could die if I don’t use them; all of Arcadia Bay could die if I don’t      somehow figure out a way to use my powers to save everyone-----❞

     Max hears his command and grows silent before inhaling deeply. He was      right...again, of course. Stressing herself out over this wasn’t going to      help anything, anyway. But damn if she didn’t feel the pressure inside her      swelling. ❝–How?❞ she can feel her voice crack a little, but she’s trying so      hard to keep it together in front of him. ❝How are you supposed to help me?      I can hardly help myself. How am I supposed to ‘get through this’?❞      She lets out a shaky breath, feeling her eyes start to burn as she fights it      all back. Warren didn’t need this; he didn’t ask for her to break down on      him. She couldn’t, and yet... ❝I’m sorry... It’s not your fault. I shouldn’t      snap at you. I just...I don’t know what to do...❞      And just like that, she’s slowly starting to crumble. Tears are hot, welling      in her eyes and she ducks her head down to obscure her face from      Warren’s view.

[druidcore]

out of curiosity reblog with whether you’re an extrovert or an introvert in the tags and whether you’d rather be too hot or too cold

[whiiteknight-blog]

          “There’s that smile you’re flashing me with!” The grin was what he strove for. If people weren’t going to groan, he wanted them to at least enjoy the puns as he contrived them all. Though Max was in the middle of a pun war zone now – and Warren wouldn’t give up until he had said the last pun he could possibly think of. 

          “If you have a whole crop ton of puns, then keep them going! I won’t stop you. Go ahead, Max! Shoot!” Sneering in a stifled laughter, Warren threw his hands up like she had a gun on him. “Your move, Ms. Photographer! I’ll bet you still can’t out-pun me!” He was teasing her but appreciative and loving of the conversation nonetheless.

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     ❝Well now that you’ve exposed me to these photography puns, how can I      not?❞ That was one thing, among many others, that she could appreciate      about Warren; he always knew how to be oh so punny. It was nice to have      a friend whom she could volley puns back and forth with who loved them      just as much as she did.      ❝Yeah, you better keep those hands up, bub! I’ve got my viewfinder on      you, and you can best believe that I’m gonna leave my watermark so      you know who the pun queen around here is--!❞ These were some truly      cringe-y puns, but they got the job done.      A moment passes before Max raises up finger guns at Warren, as if      she’s prepared to shoot. She’d be damned if she lost this pun battle.

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🌺🌺🌺 Three for the gorgeous lady !!

Send me 🌺 to place a flower in my muse’s hair.

     A light bout of laughter escapes her upon feeling all of the flowers     Warren’s sticking in her hair. She’d been caught off guard, and     even further surprised when Warren didn’t stop with just one.      ❝Hey!❞ She swats a feeble hand at him, cerulean eyes squeezed     shut to shield themselves just in case he attempts to put any more     flowers in her mousy tresses. ❝Warren, there are easier ways to     to put more than one flower in a girl’s hair, y’know--❞     But, she’s grinning regardless. After striking a small pose, she     glances over at him and holds his gaze. ❝How do I look? Am I     pretty enough, yet? Or do you need to add in a few extra flowers     for good measure?❞