#anonymous package

[protagonistau]

*gives you T*

[You take the bottle of testosterone and set on your side table.]

>"Thank you.."

[protagonistau]

PINNED POST

>"Is anything real?"

WARNINGS: Blood, graphic burning, gore, body horror, implied child abuse, swearing, implied murder, mania, topics of suicide and self harm, vomiting, and death.

Read this blog at your own risk.

Sorry if I make poor writing decisions idk what the hell I'm doing

This is my first rp account and this will definitely be out of character! I am winging this so things will change. This roleplay account is heavily inspired by @employee1618152017 and @niko-and-stryker.

PLEASE SPECIFY WHO YOU'RE TALKING TO BY THE WAY! Like colour the pronouns or something

NAMES:

Protag: Newbie/Nerves

Coworker: Polterghyce/ghyce (when alive: Bryce)

ASKS: Open for everyone!

Headcanons: My protag is trans (FTM) and his cousin is Myeong-hoon Dan.

This account's doppelganger is: @antagonistau

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LAYOUT RIGHT NOW

(Zoom in to see it better, also btw the tube is supposed to go all through out the place but I was too lazy so pretend it does)

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RULES!

No NSFW please :) mild flirting is ok.

Don't be too rude!

Crossovers are encouraged!

Anon magic is allowed, nothing too weird though.

If I don't know how to respond to an ask or it makes me uncomfortable I won't answer it.

I will not do sprite edits as I can't draw well, but that doesn't mean I won't ask other people.

If a roleplay hasn't finished it hasn't happened yet.

After-effects for anon magic exist!

Talking to Polterghyce won't cost an ask to any current anon magics that are affecting Newbie going on.

Only 2 anon magics at once.

and have fun!!

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I finally did tags!

Strange Occurrence - anon magic

Anonymous letter - anon asks

Anonymous package - when the anons give him something

Registered letter - non-anon asks

Registered package - when non-anons give him something

Temporary escape - on-going roleplay

Ended Escape - done roleplay

The smoke is coming. - Smoke

Remembrance - important info

Prison Exploration - interacting with his place

(🩸) - Newbie on period

Anonymous Letter - CD - CD

Different Voice - ooc

[ENDING] - Death

🍬🎃🍭 - Halloween

🔔☃️🎄 - Christmas (block tag if Christmas triggers you)

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ANON MAGIC TAGS!

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Y'know what, just try to actually follow the story

He is from the aftermath of ending 12 (real), use this to your advantage :) (Mod is @newbiewithscissors.)

[protagonistau]

*gives newbie a plate of spaghetti but every bite he takes makes him question more and more if he's real*

[Oh, hey! There's another package!]

[You open it and notice, yummy looking spaghetti!..]

[.. That you're not eating! You have the cake, and they could've poisoned it. You cut off another slice before putting the knife far away from you, then you pick up the slice and take a bite of it.]

[Actually.. You finish the slice quickly, so they don't do anything to it.]

[Okay, could they please be nice now? That'd be awesome!]

[protagonistau]

*🍴*

[Oh- there's another package, seeming to be rectangular and smaller than the other one.]

[You open it to see- Oh, phew, utenseles.. You very hesitantly pick up the sharp utensils, looking down at the cake. Okay, you won't eat much.]

[You cut off a corner very carefully, picking it up with your fork and taking a bite.]

>"Hm.. It's carrot cake."

[Yummy! You eat the slice a bit more, almost finishing it.]

[protagonistau]

Happy unspecific day !

*disables all current anon magic*

*attached to the letter is giant present, inside is an easel, 7 mid sized canvases, a plethora of paint buckets, and two palettes*

*another (ghost) present is delivered to ghyce, inside is a box of compliment cards, and his own plushie*

[You're simply playing with your rats, when there's a puff of smoke.]

[You notice you no longer have your costume on and Christmassy decor like wreaths and other things decorate the place.]

>".."

[You don't have good memories of this holiday. You avoid looking up so you don't see the decor.]

[..]

[..?]

[There's.. A giant gift, with a letter attached. You read the letter, and crack a small smile. At least they know Christmas is triggering for you.]

[You open the gift and see supplies so you can paint, it makes your smile grow into a genuine one.]

>"Thank you, I appreciate it."

[You put the gift off the couch and hide your face in the pillow.]

[Ah, there's a gift in the kitchen! It seems to be.. A ghost gift? You inspect it before opening it, assuming it's for you.]

[Ooo! There's a box of cards with compliments written on them, and a plushie that looks like you when you were alive.. Kind of taunting..]

>"Is this SERIOUSLY it?"

[You're used to getting better gifts than this, can't they magic up anything?]

[Y'know what, maybe you should be grateful for once. You feel bad for not acting appreciative, for some weird reason.]

>"I-I mean- Uh- Thanks, I suppose!"

[Sigh..]

[protagonistau]

*gives him a cooked turkey and him a ghost turkey*

[You look at the cooked turkey in front of you, not daring to eat it just in case.]

>"Any reason for this? Or is it just food."

[You gotta make sure.]

[You see a slightly transparent turkey in front of you.]

>"Ah, nice. I get food!"

[You eat some of the turkey, having no regard for your safety at all since you're, y'know, dead.]

[protagonistau]

we can't help with the other things but...

*gives him a kit with all his preferred sewing materials and some fabric*

[You see a package in front of the door with a letter attached to it, groaning when you realize you have to walk over there.]

>"Alright, fine, I'll actually stand up."

[You get up from the couch, your legs making a popping sound and feeling sore. You walk over to the package and pick it up, bringing it back over to the couch and sitting back down.]

[As good as you can with your lack of nails, you open the package though struggle a bit. After a few minutes of struggling, it finally opens and you see.. A sewing kit! Seems like they listened to you.]

[You open the kit and observe it, wondering what you should do.]

[protagonistau]

*gives him a slice of carrot cake*

[You hesitantly eat the cake, sighing.]

[Do you even deserve this? To celebrate living one more year?]

[..]

[..]