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What if Aeron p o s s e s e d Watson - — ?
Decided to draw a “what if”.
So happy that a total of z e r o people decided to come into the stream. So glad
Did you guys know Watson is a muse on one of my other RP blogs now?
It's not the Dangan Ronpa incarnation of him, though.
Promo - G L A S G O C H
"Do you know what your own s c r e a m s sound like..?”
Semi-Selective
A l l types of roleplaying a c c e p t e d (novella, para, chat, one-liner, crack, etc)
N o smut (mun is underage and due to being ace smut makes her uncomfortable in general), but s o m e w h a t or v a g u e l y sexual things allowed
Gore, angst, and other morbid kind of things are w e l c o m e
N o shipping (muse is m a r r i e d and dead so)
Headcanon characterization of the purple guy/murderer from F N A F
Will almost a l w a y s follow back w/ main blog ( G e m v y )
Muse uses he/him, mun prefers she/her
No matter what type of roleplay it is, the replies on this end will almost always be very d e t a i l e d
If you followed any of the following RP blogs, they will be deleted soon unless someone actually cares about my RPing which means actually showing it by RPing with me
sorry if i sound selfish and needy i’m just in a really bad moment and having all my pleas to rp with anyone are being ignored
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Monaka-kuwata / monakakuwata (Forgot the URL)
Insurgent-seraph / Insurgentseraph (same)
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any others affiliated with me
i can't believe the shinglefucking douchecanoe has been SNUFFED like in a FILM
Behind you | Watson | Closed w/ Artie
Artie stared at the boy, a look of pure hurt in response to what he did. As well as what he said before at the trial. What was all that, here and then? It was incredibly frightening, what he said. Did he mean those words, truly? Regardless, Artie took his hands off the wall and plopped down. He watched as the boy wiped his hands and stuffed them in his pockets.
He didn’t expect to ask the question, but it slipped out.
"Did ya….m-m-mean what you said at the trial? Why? D-don’t you think that’s….t-too…"
Too what? Too scary? Too unimaginable? Too sad? Just what could he mean?
"Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't!" He whimsically taunted.
The actor tugged on the other's hair, probably ripping out a couple small strands in doing so.
"You're a wimp, and you'll probably get targeted for murder next or something!"
can't risk it
Behind you | Watson | Closed w/ Artie
Artie was on his search for other people to help him and Kaia. The plan they came up with would work, right? At least, he hoped that it would. So, in their search, Artie had no idea what would become of him at all. He had no idea of who might be waiting on him. That the one person he feared most (besides the ghosts and Tokaji) would be waiting to scare his pants off.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Artie jumped to the closest thing, which was a wall. Wait: How the fuck did he scale that tiny bit of wall. Was he…clinging onto it for dear life? He took a moment, letting out a few deep breaths while staring at the culprit. What the fuck, man? After a moment of nothing, the boy’s face formed into a glare.
"W-w-w-w-whAT THE HELL IS YER PROBLEM, YA JERK?! DON’ CHA KNOW PEOPLE DIE FROM A SCARE LIKE THA? AN WAT’S THIS? GIT IT OFF!!!!! HOLY MOLY JESUS ON A STINKBUG!!!!!!!"
Artie looked like a cat whose tail had been pulled on. Heck, if he were a cat, his back would be pulled up thanks to hairs or something. Oops. …How the hell was he still clinging to that wall?
He laughed at the other's expense, casually wiping his bloody hands on his red sweater.
"You're an easy scare, I had to, alright?"
A roleplay about ghosts and murder
[8:17:16 PM] Morganbug [Project Innocence]: tokaji's photoshopped nipples frighten me and i'm not sure why [8:17:28 PM] peko kimuerta (Mod A) .: oh my god [8:17:58 PM] Got Sax Appeal? (Sophs) : I..... [8:19:58 PM] Morganbug [Project Innocence]: he's just staring straight at me nipples slightly askew from each other [8:20:03 PM] Morganbug [Project Innocence]: the left is higher [8:21:08 PM] peko kimuerta (Mod A) .: morgan i worry about you
Behind the scenes of Project Innocence, everyone
when you’re not paying attention in class and you finally look at the board
You wake up to an announcement. As soon as you hear it, you feel yourself going pale. It sounded like it came through an old, suffered PA - the sort of amplification one would expect from one, at least. The voice was the much-dreaded Mono-Oni’s, who couldn’t possibly have anything positive to...
to apologize for being so goddamn inactive take a small redesign of my oc bean
his eyebrows are beans
Yep, same shit as always. | Watson | Body reaction | Open
Kenichi made an exasperated noise out from between his lips, the sound caught somewhere between a sigh and a raspberry. So much for trying to scope out what else this person knew. He would have likely left it at that, if he didn’t pick up on…some kind of utterance.
"…Eh?" Without warning, Kenichi switched into speaking English, his pronunciation a little stilted. " < I did not catch it. It’s not English? I don’t know other languages. > "
The sudden introduction of a language Kenichi couldn’t understand irritated him for some reason; it wasn’t like he got so bothered before when chefs muttered words he didn’t know under the heat of a stressful moment, but in a situation so filled with tension, adding one more unfamiliarity made him bristle more.
His nose crinkled with irritation, he distracted himself as he watched the other approach the body, voicing more opinions on what exactly was lying before them all. The body…still looked pretty lifeless and unresponsive to his prodding.
"I don’t think that is an actor."
Was he actually going to touch it himself to confirm if it was a prop dummy, or worse, an actual corpse?
Of course not. Just the idea of handling something that was, one way or another, likely made out of rotten meat made the skin of his neck crawl. nnnnope, nope, he had just hit the limit of how long he could stand the classroom.
"I’m done here, I can’t stand this any longer."
Kenichi sidestepped towards the doorway out of the room, absolutely Done with breathing air that was saturated with rot and iron. He kept his eyes on the scene still before him, glancing from the body and back up to Watson. He made a quick gesture across the width of the doorway as he stepped back, trying to motion that if he had any desire to continue this conversation, Kenichi still wasn’t stepping back into the classroom, even if it meant talking from out in the hall.
Watson chuckled, looking over at the uncomfortable chef and replying back in English.
"<Welsh. I'm trilingual. Welsh is actually my worst language, really, despite being Welsh myself.>"
The actor walked over and leaned on the wall right outside the room, having his shoulders against the wall and his head leaning back, one foot bent and resting on the surface, the other with its heel on the ground, tilted into the air. He looked up at the ceiling, chewing on the inside of his cheek thoughtfully.
"<Ain't tellin' you what it means, either.>"
Yep, same shit as always. | Watson | Body reaction | Open
Despite posing the question, Kenichi had not actually expected to get a response indicating that there were more bodies like this one. The assurance that they were not as gory as this one (Marcus? Whatever pinky had called the kid) was not actually all that much of a comfort for him.
"I’m not feeling it."
Way to be a giant wet blanket, Kenichi.
"I get appreciating your work and all, but I’d be pretty mad if someone left spoiled pâté all over the floor for me to step on. And, you know, that’s not even considering the state of this floor, or the walls, or anything else around here. Where even are we? We all woke up at once, right?”
Kenichi was still braced against the wall, temporarily giving up on his attempt to get out of the room. God help him, he was adjusting to the slush of odors in the air. Who even adapts to something like that? Apparently him. His body language was comparatively tense and subdued, his arms crossed over his chest; even though he was no longer reaching for the doorway, the nervous energy had pooled down to his legs, leaving him with the gnawing urge to get out before he adjusted too well to his surroundings.
Looking around with that off-putting, lopsided smile of his, Watson did a quick 360 to check things out. After observing the room pretty thoroughly despite how short he took to do so, he faced the chef once more and shoved his hands down his pant pockets, keeping his thumbs sticking out and tucked under belt loops.
"Don't ask me, I have no idea. Ddim yn hoffi Byddwn i'n dweud wrth anghyfreithlon oes isel fel chi y gwir os wyf yn gwybod ei fod."
He muttered the last bit in Welsh, glancing out of the room and nudging the gory corpse with a foot. Deep down, he knew all of this was real, but he still kept up his little act of being unaware.
"This is probably just some bozo in a suit. C'mon, get up. I saw you move, you bad actor."
Yep, same shit as always. | Watson | Body reaction | Open
Even as Kenichi struggled to get away from that goddamn stench, he had enough awareness of his surroundings to pick up on bits and pieces of conversation around him. He figured it was the best plan to address one of the louder voices, and he made himself glance over at one of the people closest to the body, trying to unfocus his vision until he couldn’t even process the sight of the corpse.
"—yes, but they went overboard with this if you ask me. I could do without the smell."
Was he simply humoring the notion that all of this was fake? Kenichi himself kept swinging back and forth on how seriously to take everything that had happened, from the appearance of ghosts to the dead boy of a young kid. There was at least one lesson to take from these events, however.
"But any way you look at this, this is screwed up. Even if that—” the word was punctuated with a not-too-respectful gesture in the direction of the corpse, “—is fake, someone put far too much effort into setting it up. Did you see anything else like this around here?”
Watson shrugged, standing back up and glancing down at the body for a moment before putting his focus on the chef.
"Saw a couple other bodies, but they were boring. Not gory enough. This, though, is pretty neat. Being the type to play the role of the villain in slasher films, I have a bit of a liking towards gore, you feel me?"
Being the type to talk with his hands, he made large gestures as he spoke, as if he was a stereotypical Italian.
it’s like craiglist but with 100% more dangan ronpa ocs
i made a thing oops
"Hey, aren't you that chick that helped out with one of my movies?"
⌠┇ ♫ ┇⌡ — ”It’s possible! But I can’t say for sure I’ll remember you. For someone who can memorize 5 pages full of dialogue within a 2 minute time span, she’s rather awful at remembering names!”
"Well, uh, you remember the horror actor? Watson Curtis? That's me."
sorry for being so inactive lately my only two recent ic things have been submissions to project innocence h aha
plus this dumb arthur rp blog (green-eyed-mxnster) is taking ovdr my life
