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"𝙼𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚛. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝙲𝚢𝚋𝚎𝚛𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎."
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"𝙼𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚛. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝙲𝚢𝚋𝚎𝚛𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎."
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Go on anon and pretend to be a journalist. Ask my muse the hard-hitting questions. Make them squirm. Make them admit things they don’t want to.
i am alive !! ( lol )
just been busy ! hectic summer, i know i said i would get to replies a month ago, but i will make an attempt again now in August 😨
promise i’m still active ! just been busy lately ;;
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i just played the stanley parable for the first time recently and this ending absolutely destroyed me, so i’m making a meme about it to cope. a few lines might have been altered just a little bit to fit a more vague setting, but most remain unchanged. feel free to alter further should you need to!
trigger warnings: suicide ( or at least a mention of it )
“ i think perhaps we’ve gotten off on the wrong foot here. ”
“ i’m not your enemy here. really, i’m not. ”
“ wha- REALLY? i was in the middle of something! ”
“ do you have zero consideration for others? ”
“ are you that convinced that i want something bad to happen to you?
“ i really do want to help you. ”
“ let me prove that i’m on your side. ”
“ give me a chance. ”
“ oh, thank god, you are willing to listen to me. ”
“ do you see that i have really wanted you to be happy all this time? ”
“ don’t you see that it’s killing us? ”
“ i just… i want it to stop. ”
“ we would both be so much happier if we just stopped. ”
“ i think i have a solution. ”
“ what are we looking for? ”
“ it’s beautiful, isn’t it? ”
“ i think i feel…happy. ”
“ no, wait, where are you going? ”
“ please, no, let me stay here! ”
“ don’t take this from me! ”
“ this is where we can both be happy. ”
“ promise me you won’t go back there. ”
“ you’re risking everything we achieved here! ”
“ are you… you are going to stay here, aren’t you? ”
“ you. will. die. what about this isn’t getting through to you?! ”
“ thank god you lived. ”
“ you had me worried there for a moment. ”
“ i can’t go back to what i was before! ”
“ why are you doing this? ”
“ see? this is what you want. ”
“ go back. there’s nothing good that can come from this. ”
“ do you just not believe me? ”
“ what can i say to convince you? ”
“ can you do that for me? ”
“ perhaps you finally see what i’m talking about. ”
“ my god… is this really how much you dislike me? ”
“ you are literally willing to kill yourself to keep me from being happy? ”
“ am i reading the situation correctly? ”
“ maybe you’re just getting a kick out of it. i don’t know anymore. ”
“ i just wanted us to get along. i guess that was too much to ask. ”
“ is it over? ”
Send me “📝 + (fandom)” and I’ll reply with a character I would RP from that fandom
On a personal note: my friends, this doesn’t mean I will RP any of these characters.
Probably.
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" I was wondering when you'd wake up. "
It was a slow drift back to consciousness at first. A groggy and confusing whirlwind of emotion still in his eyes, unaware of his hazy expression and light blinking. His gaze, scanning down at the miscellaneous machinery making noise in the room every now and again.
Markus’ words warrant Connor’s head to snap up; a deer in headlights. Continuing the event he remembered last, with desperation lining his voice.
“— Don’t shoot!”
Before he gets a chance to finish, his voice falters and he speaks this down to the blanket on his legs. Connor let out a groan to outwardly show the pounding headache that he’d accidentally invited. While it’s safe to say, hearing someone speak so suddenly was enough to shock him, it’s hard for him to even debate to himself that he was, at the very least, surprised to see it was Markus seated by him.
“... Markus?” said Connor, finally. Nothing about his demeanor letting the other know he’s fully grounded, save the name crossing his lips.
“𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘮'𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴!”
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send in " i was wondering when you'd wake up. " for the receiver to wake up in a hospital bed to find the sender sitting in the chair by their bedside, clearly having been there since they were taken into hospital.
alternatively, send in " ...do i need to get the nurses to drag you out of here? " for the sender to wake up in a hospital bed to find the receiver sitting in the chair by their bedside, clearly having been there since they were taken into hospital.
SEND A SYMBOL FOR A CORRESPONDING PROMPT/STARTER.
[ ☎ ] my muse calls yours in tears.
[ ✪ ] our muses are stuck in an elevator together.
[ ◐ ] my muse is having a sleepover with your muse.
[ ✿ ] my muse attempts to cook dinner for your muse.
[ ◈ ] my muse makes a drunk confession to your muse.
[ ღ ] my muse makes an attempt to cheer your muse up.
[ ✦ ] my muse pushes yours out of frustration/anger.
[ ❢ ] my muse discovers yours all bloodied and bruised.
[ ➤ ] my muse accidentally punches your muse in the face.
[ ⌚ ] my muse recalls their favorite memory with your muse.
[ ✜ ] my muse collapses in front of yours, all bloodied and bruised.
[ ☯ ] my muse tells yours that they never want to see them again.
[ ✈ ] my muse asks yours to accompany them on a trip/mission/etc.
[ ● ] my muse catches yours snooping through their belongings.
[ ☻ ] my muse wakes up in your muse’s closet the night after a party.
[ ✌ ] my muse reaches out to yours after months of no communication.
[ ☢ ] the car broke down in an unfamiliar part of town, and our muses are lost.
[ ✠ ] it’s three in the morning and my muse unexpectedly arrives at your muse’s home.
[ ☁ ] the entire city is without power due to a storm, and our muses run into each other during a supply run.
▼ connor speaking to hank
No. 18: “ I’m bleeding— bad. “
Connor’s words hiss through his teeth. He grimaces towards the lieutenant, an unbelievably realistic expression for an artificial face. He’d never guess these words showcased an unstable software state, but for a reason unbeknownst to himself, he was desperate to not to shut down.
Androids can’t feel pain. This, a universal understanding both humankind and android share; confirmed by society allowing androids to do more rigorous tasks in place of their fragile, human counterparts. Arbitrary machinery forever in a loop, controlling society’s own erratic machinery. It’s no wonder Connor is tasked with negotiation— it’s frowned upon for any human life to ever succumb to the unpredictability of nature. Various opportunities for human death due to sheer circumstance now shielded by bodies of aluminum and tin. But there will never be sympathy for androids or their heroism.
Connor, in this case, had both hands clasped over his side in frantic protection. The skin around (what you can only lightly refer to as a “bullet wound”) peeled back to remind anyone who saw it he’s man made. His LED circled a deep red against the night; like blood in contrast to the blue sneaking past his fingertips to trickle down.
Send me ▼ and I will generate a number for what my muse will say to yours.
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Symbols for the mun
💝 I ship our muses, but we’ve never interacted
✨ I think your portrayal is on point, but it also intimidates me
💍 I want to be exclusives with you
⭐️ We don’t rp, but I desperately wish we did
☀️ I want to rp with you, but I’m not sure how
💔 We’ve rp’ed in the past, but now we don’t
🎂 I’m new to your blog, and I want to be friends
🎉 We’ve been mutuals for ages, and this makes me so happy!
💡 I have a thread idea for us!
💌 I just think you’re amazing
💥 We’re not mutuals, but I wish you’d notice me
first meeting AU prompts
-> or just prompts for first meetings!
[Kidnapped] A and B are total strangers with nothing in common, except this: they are both in the trunk of a car, with their wrists tied together, back to back, and probably an injury or two. (or they wake up in a room together? feel free to alter as needed)
[Woods] A is camping somewhere. B is camping nearby. Somebody wants A dead, and they’re camping in the woods, too. (‘Hi nice to meet you sorry to say this but I’m being hunted and if they find you you’ll definitely be killed so we need to go now.’)
[Woods x 2] A is camping somewhere. B is bloody and bruised and maybe running on adrenaline, but they have just escaped from a place they were being held (or maybe they’ve just been lost, for days?), and they’re stumbling blind through the woods. B stumbles on A’s campsite.
[Alley] A is trying to get home late at night, but is being harassed (even abused?) in an alley by the villains of our story. B happens to be walking by.
[Undercover] A is an undercover cop, or a reluctant gang member. B is a trafficking victim. Our story isn’t A saves B - our story is A needs to work with B to find an opportunity to free the rest, and A is sorry, and it’s dangerous, but A needs B’s help anyway.
[Disaster] A and B are in a natural (or manmade) disaster/emergency situation together. A traffic accident, a flood, fires, the like. They’ve never met before, but they need to work together, either to get themselves out safely or to help others get to safety (or both).
[Flowershop] A works in a flowershop to cover a shift for a friend who needed to go out of town for something. B either needs flowers or is the recipient of flowers (a thank you, etc) which A delivers.
[Neighbours] A and B are neighbours, because A recently moved in/moved to town/etc. Their first meeting is neighbourly - maybe to borrow a cup of sugar, to say hello and meet the neighbours, or let them know they can definitely hear them having sex, please put the bedhead against the other wall.
[Allergies] A is anaphylactic-allergic to something. B happens to know how to use an adrenaline auto-injector (EpiPen). (Alternatively: they don’t know how to use one, and accidentally inject themselves, instead of their patient. Don’t put your thumb over the end, folks.)
[Property] A has been burgled, and is sad to have lost (important item/items). B finds the item, alongside A’s emptied-out wallet, which happens to have A’s address. They swing by to return the lost items.
[Media] A has been in the news a lot lately, maybe because they were the victim of a crime, or they committed a crime (feel free to fill in details). B sees A being heckled/harassed about it in a coffeeshop or bar by people who Weren’t There, and A obviously isn’t enjoying the conversation, so B steps in.