"I HAD NO CHOICE."

Indie/Selective Sally Face RP Blog. Penned by Heather. Art belongs to original artists.

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blue

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“I’m not strong like you are.”

    ☕️ Buy me a Ko-Fi? ;w;

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First time drawing Sal on Paint Tool Sai with some help from my partner. ;w;

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(( Just a heads up that I’ll be going out of town from July 1-11. ;w; I’m going to be visiting my partner since we’re long distance, so I won’t be very active until I’m home again. I can be reached on my personal, @faded-smiles if anyone wants to talk OOC. ))

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ROLEPLAYING REMINDERS. --

a LOT of the time, I see a literally everyone exhausting themselves to write. they lose sleep, they turn in assignments late, or just genuinely aren’t taking care of themselves. you’re doing GREAT, but here are a few reminders that EVERY roleplayer should know ;; 

please please take a break. every few minutes after you do a few replies ( ESPECIALLY long ones dear lordy ) don’t be afraid to stop and take a break for a bit. letting your mind REST helps it not wear out so easily, so not only can you get more done, you can also not exhaust yourself !! 

water is great and you probably need some. go get yourself a glass!!

whatever is going on ooc where no one can see behind that screen, don’t ever feel bad. real life is supposed to come first no matter what. the roleplayers that genuinely understand are the ones you wanna keep close!! don’t let ANYONE make you feel bad

do not feel guilty about late replies 

seriously. don’t. 

that person that plays the same muse as you ??? they might be super duper wonderful, but so are YOU!! different portrayals are what make roleplaying unique. don’t compare yourself to others. instead, embrace the individuality!! 

and finally, remember that this is for FUN. if anything is ever stressing you out chances are you shouldn’t be doing it, so be sure not to put too much pressure on yourself. this is a HOBBY, not an OBLIGATION. 

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I ʟᴏᴠᴇ you, Sally Face. αℓωαуѕ.

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     Even though she can feel Sal’s hand touch hers in her subconscious, Noir physically ignores the sensation as her breathing grows shallow and rapid, her heart beating against her ribcage hard enough that she fears it may shatter the bone into a thousand tiny pieces, blood thumping through her veins loud enough that - along with an incessant ringing, and the screams of the thousand innocents who were slaughtered like animals - it becomes one of the only things she can hear.

     She merely lets him guide her out as her claws dig into herself again and again, leaving a trail of red drops of blood as she stumbles alongside him, muttering gibberish to herself in a hushed, panicked voice…

     “Ulsdne, ulsdne hgensuo baele sepaminal…”

     Sal kept his grip firm on Noir’s wrist as he led her out of the cafeteria. He could feel the eyes of everyone burning into them. While he wanted to be liked, as he imagined most people did, he tried not to get carried away with other people’s opinions of him. Some people weren’t ready to open their hearts to other people or things that strayed from the norm. Honestly, the rejection said more about them than it did to whom they rejected.

     While they could use the excuse of fearing Noir now, they hadn’t talked to her before these claws shot out of her either. Sal couldn’t help but be reminded of when many people took one jarring look at him and his mask before snapping their heads in the other direction.

     He pushed the exit door open that led out to the halls before pushing open one more door that took them to the courtyard outside of the school, far away from the sights and smells of the cafeteria. “Can you hear me?” Sal asked, the concern visible in his eyes. He stopped underneath a large oak tree, still holding Noir’s wrist. “Try taking a few deep breaths if you can.”

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Fanart drawing of Sal & Larry playing Clumpy!

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🙃🙃

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— answer these questions then tag a few blogs you’d like to know better!

NICKNAMES :   Heather ZODIAC :   Cancer HEIGHT : 5′2″ TIME :   1:10 AM  FAVOURITE BAND / ARTIST :   Gorillaz!!! I also adore Modest Mouse, Green Day, and The Cure. SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD :   About You by Fletcher LAST MOVIE I SAW : Toy Story 4! It was great and I enjoyed it, though the third one definitely made me more emotional. LAST THING I GOOGLED :   "icb meaning.” xD Need to keep up with Internet slang. OTHER BLOGS :   @faded-smiles is my personal! Other current active RP blogs are @muds666​ and @rickq178​. DO I GET ASKS :   Here and there! xD My Sal and Muds blogs are new, so I don’t expect much. My Rick one used to get a lot, but after a long hiatus it’s not as busy. WHY DID I CHOOSE THIS USERNAME :   I wanted something cute that rhymed. ;w; FOLLOWING : 38 AVERAGE AMOUNT OF SLEEP :   6-8 hours WHAT I’M WEARING :   A ladies South Park t-shirt and leggings DREAM JOB :   Screenwriter DREAM TRIP :   Japan! I’ve always been super interested in the culture! FAVOURITE FOOD :   Chicken Parmesan PLAY ANY INSTRUMENTS :   A bit of keyboard and melodica, but I don’t play very often. xD Those two are thanks to 2D from Gorillaz. Before that, I used to play the violin. I took it from 6-9 grade and also had private lessons. EYE COLOUR :   Blue ( aquamarine ) HAIR COLOUR :   Black with teal ombre that needs to be touched up LANGUAGES YOU SPEAK :   English and a bit of Japanese and Spanish MOST ICONIC SONG :   Rhinestone Eyes by Gorillaz RANDOM FACT:   Thanks to my partner, I love cosplaying! So far I’ve cosplayed Sal, 2D and Murdoc from Gorillaz, and Chloe from Life Is Strange. DESCRIBE YOURSELF AS AESTHETIC THINGS :  A light pink GBA, a vanilla latte, and a starry sky.

TAGGED BY :   @zligorsi! Thank you! :’3

TAGGING :    @riccardosanzio, @treehouseloner, @mcrtimersmith, @eyedented, and @zone0neko.

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     Maybe your ghost is stuck in my brain.

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     indie | selective | penned by Heather.

           Murdoc Niccals RP Blog from Gorillaz.

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       “Take three soaps... Put ‘em in one soap... That’s the spirit. That’s the spirit,” Sal half-sang, half-murmured to himself. Considering his monotone, muffled voice, his singing failed to reach the proper key, but he wasn’t trying to impress anyone. Why did the Dial Spirit Soap jingle of all things have to get stuck in his head? It should’ve been the latest Sanity’s Fall song.

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                       Expressions

     Just because he wears a mask doesn’t mean he’s emotionless. Search his eyes.

           Beautiful Sal icons I commissioned from the talented Neo Alix. ;w;

           Please like/reblog/give them credit if you use!

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embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly. ( from blue!! the last time she was affectionate was 12 years ago so,,, )

   Honestly, a hug had been the last thing Sal had been expecting from Blue. They developed a good rapport, sure, but she never struck him as the affectionate type. He’d never seen her hug any of the other servers at their restaurant. Granted, he hadn’t seen her much outside of work yet.

   But he wasn’t opposed to physical affection. The gesture actually reminded him of when he and his best friend Larry used to hug when they needed each other most. This embrace gave off the same type of energy.

   Wordlessly, Sal raised his arms and brought them around Blue’s waist, holding her in return.

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     Sal didn’t need to tell Noir that: as soon as the scent of the meat hit her nostrils, bright flashes hit her vision - pictures of gruesome piles of flesh and blood, the screams of innocent men and women, the sickening crunches of bone breaking, the sound of flesh being torn to shreds by mechanical blades.

     It made her more than sick.

     She drops the sandwich immediately as sharp claws are brought out from her fingers, which drag across her body and leave long strips of bleeding red; her unearthly screeching  - mixed with garbled words - can be heard all over the cafeteria.

     “ASHEFNECSHBI FELSDHNE, IACHTNE LAIDENATH-”

None of the supernatural oddities Sal came across could have prepared him for the claws that suddenly sprung forth from Noir’s paws. She seemed unable to control the reaction, as she cut herself with them, blood staining her fur. The screaming prompted Sal to cover his ears on instinct, but he still heard her shouting.

Honestly, the words sounded like some kind of incantation. He couldn’t make out what they mean. It was like something out of one of his bizarre visions, but the shocked, panicked reactions of everyone in the cafeteria proved how this was happening in real time.

Uncertain of what to do, Sal decided to follow his instincts. He grabbed Noir by the wrist, mindful of her claws, and attempted to help her up from the table. She didn’t need all these eyes on her. “Come on... Let’s get some fresh air,” he said, uncertain if she could even hear him.

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  some  one  word  prompts .    (    send   one   of   the   words   for   our   muses   to   interact   based   off   that   word   )

goodbye :  my  muse  kissing  and/or  hugging  your  muse  goodbye.

secrets :   my  muse  sharing/confiding  their  deepest,  darkest  secret  with  your  muse.

nightmare :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muses  aid  when  they  awake  from  a  nightmare.

push :   my  muse  pushing  your  muse  out  of  the  way  of  danger.

embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly.

bloody :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muse  with  blood  stains  on  their  clothes  and  hands,  shaking.

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.

bed :   my  muse  wakes  up  in  the  same  bed  as  your  muse  with  little  recollection  of  the  night  before.

slap :   my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

gone :   my  muse  stays  by  your  muses  side  while  they  take  their  last  breath.

scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.

sleep :   my  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse,  making  it  hard  for  my  muse  to  leave.

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

sacrifice :   my  muse  jumps  in  front  of  your  muse,  sacrificing  their  life  for  your  muses  life.

trail :   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scares,  asking  them  about  it.

love :   my  muse  confronts  your  muse  about  why  they  never  say  ’ i  love  you ’  back.

piggyback :   my  muse  jumps  on  your  muses  back,  my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride.

jump :   my  muse  runs  to  your  muse  and  jumps  up,  my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs.

dance :   my  muse  holds  their  hand  out,  waiting  for  your  muse  to  come  out  and  slow  dance  with  them.

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify. 

lighter :   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette.

shot :   my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses  house  for  aid.

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.

fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

arrest :   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  with  swarming  police  everywhere.

hospital :   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened.

gun :  my  muse  pulls  out  a  gun  on  your  muse,  your  muse  tries  to  talk  them  into  putting  the  gun  down. 

betrayal :  my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them  in  same  way  and  confronts  them  about  it.

nude :  my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked.

karaoke :  my  muse  pulls  your  muse  up  on  stage  with  them  to  sing  some  karaoke  songs. 

laughter :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  laughing  uncontrollably  and  approaches  to  see  if  they  are  okay.

murder :   my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  committing  a  gruesome  murder.

wet :   my  muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for  your  muse  to  join  them.