The Surround Sound System - but call us Sounds for short.
Bodily 30, he/him collectively, married and working and all that. If your body is under 20, scram. We don't like you& language. Just "you" will be fine, or "you all" collectively.
Our origins and trauma are none of your business. We block very liberally and that shit has no appeal button. No discourse, no prying, act like an adult or you lose access. Whomp whomp.
We don't have a DNI. That's not how boundaries work. If you're an asshole, you're out, and it's as simple as that.
Public PluralSpace link for a little about our most frequent fronters: here
(Moots are encouraged to add us if you also use PluralSpace!)
A little about our hosts and other links:
Current hosts:
Eden - Mid 20s - He/they - Bisexual - Nonhuman - Songtive - Rambunctious and energetic, easy to rile up, impulsive, laughs at anything, easy to please, sucker for farming sims and decorating games
Arcadia - Mid 20s - It/he - Somewhere on the AroAce spectrum - Nonhuman - Songtive - "Like Eden, but calmer and more reasonable," usually content to do his own thing, likes sea creatures and all things slimy
[Eden and Arcadia are twins and the youngest of their brothers]
Lucy - 25ish - He/they - Bisexual - Android (do NOT call them a robot) - Quiet, reserved, and full of memes, half of a conversation with him is going to be in references, easily overwhelmed but tries his best, likes Minecraft and Guzma
If you noticed you can no longer DM this blog, it's not you. We added it to all our accounts as a group blog so we all have access to it. If you wanna DM, our other accounts are below, or you can add us on Discord/Stoat! Just send an ask and we'll reply privately with our user.
We're having trouble sleeping because of a stomachache, and several of us are talking about our parents and how some of their actions definitely influenced our OCD compulsions.
The background music for this conversation, supplied by Lucy, is the fucking penis gnome song.
do you know something i am really tired of being understanding when i am rarely afforded that. but then again it's not a give and take. like i try to understand because i want to not because i expect something back. but i'm so so so so so tired
many times people are asking me what my triggers are. trying to label me with things. assuming i have some sort of Mental Illness or another. well i'm here to set things straight so listen up. One: Nothing Wrong With Me. Two: Nothing Wr
It is not your job to protect someone else’s reputation.
If telling the truth makes them look bad, that is about their actions. It’s not on you. You are not required to lie, soften, or stay quiet just to keep someone comfortable or respectable.
You get to tell your story (if you want to).
You get to name what happened.
Choosing honesty is not being cruel.
And yes, protecting yourself is different. You are allowed to lie, withhold, or stay silent if it keeps you safe. Your safety comes first. But protecting them at the cost of yourself was never your responsibility.
don't ever look up what your childhood friends are up to now!!!!!!!!!! like girl you're a nuclear safety engineer. i put on matching socks today. we played tag a thousand years ago.
Maybe it's just because I grew up in an abusive household, but why are the children telling their parents about every little thing these days. They truly do not need to know.
Like why are you a minor without a job telling your parents that you're plural. What is that doing for you. Stop telling your parents things they don't need to know
"are you advocating lying to your parents?" Yes I am. Unequivocally. That's how I survived my childhood bitch do not underestimate lying to your parents.
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