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All I want is a puppet!

Indie non selective Bipper from Gravity Falls!

Operated by Cipher.

( Etablished on 5/6/19 )

( Art by @meatvore )

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“What are you doing in a cage… this is inhumane.” [hiya]

It wasn’t often that two souls would be born sharing one body. It was even less often that those two souls would live a pleasant life. Therefore, when a case as unusual as Bill and Dipper’s came up, it wasn’t surprising that they would be abandoned by their parents and sold to a circus as cheap merchandise. The two boys had spent their whole lives together, and that shared life had been spent in captivity. The two were identical, the only physical difference between them being Dipper’s birthmark on his forehead– the one he had been named for– and Bill’s hair, which had been dyed blonde as a way to tell the two apart easier. They sat in their cage daily, on display for the world to mock. Their thin form covered by only an oversized t-shirt and a pair of shorts. Two necks and two heads sprouted from one shared body, which was thin, weak, and pale. The duo were often called Bipper collectively.

Dipper sat with his head down in silence, while Bill looked at the circus-goers with hatred clear in his eyes. Until somebody approached their cage with kind words. ‘Inhumane.’ Huh.

Dipper glanced up but remained silent. Bill, on the other hand, looked up at the boy, not with hatred, but with confusion and hostility. “Didn’t anyone tell you not to talk to the freaks?”

#((hi! this is long but don't worry about matching length))#bipper rp #answered #irony-falls-blueorchid #irony falls blueorchid #ironyfallsblueorchid

@chainsxwsmile Bipper did not know how to swim. He'd never gotten around to learning. He was still pretty clumsy even on land; fleshbags were harder to operate than they seemed, at least for someone who had been without a physical form for countless centuries. So when Bipper went to the beach, he had picked up a pair of toddler floaties to put on his arms so he could go into the water without dying-- at least not immediately drowning. He went into the water. It was extremely cold. His thin frame shivered, but his smile didn't falter. He started going deeper into the water, enjoying the feeling of the ice cold water moving against his mostly bare skin. He was floating peacefully on the waves when he heard a voice behind him. He turned around and was surprised to see a great white shark. He looked over the creature, but didn't move. "...Hey there." He seemed surprisingly unafraid to be in such close proximity with a shark.

#((i hope you don't mind i moved to a separate thread!!))#bipper rp #chainsxwsmile

“Don’t bite me!” (tbh whatever muse you want)

Bipper eyed up the girl, his tongue licking over his sharp fangs. Being a demon in a human body was fun enough, but being bitten by a vampire had just made everything even better. He had already rather enjoyed the taste of blood, but now he craved it nearly 24/7. And right now he was hungry. He could smell Mabel’s blood already, and it smelled so delicious. Plus, it would be fun to traumatize the girl by causing her severe bodily harm while in her own brother’s body. Yes, the more he thought about biting her, the more appealing it sounded.

“But I’m hungry, Shooting Star,” he said, grinning that wide Cheshire cat grin of his, made even more terrifying by his newfound fangs. “We’ve all gotta eat.”

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Bipper’s fingers twisted in his pockets. He couldn’t stand to be still. Technically, he wasn’t being still at all, since he was walking, but that was just his lower extremities moving, not the upper. And he felt a need to move both, at least slightly, at all times. Maybe it had something to do with his obsession with human sensation; he had gone for eons without it, so despite living for nine years straight with it, it still seemed rather new to him.

From afar, Bipper looked like an average young man. But up close, his appearance and mannerisms were highly unsettling to most. The way his hands were twitching about in his pants pockets likely didn’t help much for his odd and un-approachable image, but he didn’t care. Bipper inhaled the crisp October air through his nose. It was cold out, but that didn’t stop him from wearing short sleeves. He would be perfectly content if his arms went numb from the cold-- which they likely would if he didn’t head indoors soon.

He looked up at the cloudy and grey sky as he walked, but found himself tripping over a rather large pumpkin and falling to the dirt face-first. “Shit...” he hissed under his breath, more out of surprise than actual discomfort at the pain. He sat up and rubbed at his nose, pulling back his hand only to see blood. He must have fallen hard enough to give himself a nosebleed. He licked his upper lip where some blood was beginning to pool, the dark and warm red liquid a stark contrast against his cold, pale skin.

Where was he? How long had he been walking, anyway? He took in his surroundings. He must have gotten out of the woods and into a pumpkin patch at some point. He wondered how far he was from the Mystery Shack.

#((OMG im sorry its so long....i get carried away with detail in starters sometimes))#((please dont feel like you have to match my length. i only wrote this much for fun))#bipper rp #feprinsessa

Sorry, Kid, But You're Mine!

"S̢to͘p͡ f͝igh͘ting ̵i̴t,͘ ̢P̡iǹe Tr̨e͜e! ̨Jưst̨ ̢giv̕é ͞u̕p͠! ́Do͡n̢'҉t͟ ̵you ҉real̵i͟z͜e͜ ͞iţ's po̡ìntle̡ss͡ ̕to ̛f҉ig̸h́t͝ me?̨?"

Dipper couldn’t help but feel like he was right... All this pain the demon was putting him through was unbearable, why should he fight it? Even if he did stop, the pain would just continue, causing him eternal agony. So even if his nerves were shot and he could barely move or speak, Dipper Pines needed to fight.

“Bill... No matter what,”

Swallowing a nonexistent lump in his throat, the teenager felt sweat pour down his face. What was he doing? This demon was stronger than him! He could kill him if he wanted! Why wasn’t he? Why was he torturing him like this instead??

“I WON’T let you win!!”

The golden-eyed demon let out a twisted laugh as he encircled the younger kid’s body and started to seep into his skin, muscle and soul. Ever since he shook his hand that day, it was like this. Ever since he was twelve, Bill Cipher had been a part of him, and it would never end. It was this eternal cycle of lost blood and hope, slowly killing the innocence that once resided inside of the young human.

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"̛À̵̺̭͖̅ͫ́ͯ̀̅H̊ͮ̋̈́͂҉͕̭̦A͍͙̩͂͞Ḥ͓̫̬͎̞͉ͭ̅ͭ͐A̢͖̞͚͍ͮ̉̔H̥̫̯̙ͧ͋̔͊̒͌ͪAͤ̓̏҉͇̮̠̜̺̝-̱ͨͬ̄̈ͭA͎̬̳̙͇͠ͅḦ̱͚̪̜̗̜̓̔ͦ̂̚͞A̝͔͈͎̬̱ͫͨ͌͐̕ͅH͉̾͋ͧ̈ͮͤ̈́Aͯ̄̈́̌͜H̙̱̘̣ͬ͗̌Ā̧͕͓̻̺̮͛ͫ͗͐̒ͅ!̳͇̹͔͍̾͠"͚͎͗ ̨͖̮̠̜͓͛Deranged laughter could be heard throughout

the pines house. “"͠O͢h̴ ̸man ́Pine ̶Tr͝e͞e̸!̴ T͜hi̸s̵ ti̶me I ́di͝dn't͏ e͢ven̶ h̴a҉ve ͏t͞o̸ tr͡ic͘k̶ you that ͢h̕a͢rd҉!̴" Bipper smirked and turned to the person behind him.