#nodicecowboy

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@captaindippinsauce, @thedemonsserenade, @thedhampireinshades, @giddyxgleeful, and @nodicecowboy are all great friends and great rpers. They are absolutely friendly and helpful. c:

-anonymous

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Mun

(( Heading to be now. Take care everyone. I had a lot of school work today, but did as much as I could and will do the rest tomorrow. Thank you. Goodnight.))

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Closed RP Starter: Zombie AU: This is the apocalypse

-It had been four months into the apocalypse. Two months since Stanley lost any real family he had. His heart had been shattered into [pieces when he lost both his great nephew and his great niece. He had also lost his twin brother. Someone,who he had known and loved since the moment he was born. Even if they had been separated for years in their life times. The loss of his family sent the usually obnoxious man into a depression, one he finally learn to hide with his dim witted personality.

The elderly male had traveled with Soos for the last four months. The two men kept each other safe and gave each other company. Though a couple of weeks ago, Soos had fallen victim to the plague.

This meant that the past two weeks were saddening for the bloke. He wore a frown which wasn’t like Mr Pines. Though there was no one he could speak to or even attempt to laugh with. He didn’t know why he carried on. He just knew that he wouldn’t allow himself to die.

At this particular time in the present, the fossil found himself walking a hillside on his lonesome. It was then that he spotted a figure walking in the distance. Now if he knew anything about other survivors from his experience in he apocalypse was that they were either friendly or extremely dangerous. Usually they were the second.

Despite knowing this, the wrinkled man proceeded towards the silhouette. Yet, when he had got close enough to see the other living being his mouth dropped. He knew that this girl was a human before as she moved too fast for a member of the undead. But what he wasn’t prepared for was the sight of his friend and loved one!-”Marty?”-He muttered to himself, before sprinting as fast as his old legs could take him.-

“Marty! Marty! MARTY!”-The elderly male screamed, before sprinting into the girl and holding her close. Tears formed in his eyes. Even though he didn’t like to emote as it made him feel vulnerable, he couldn’t help it at this moment. Of course he couldn’t.-

(( Hope this is okay. A role play between @txndrxsse and nodicecowboy.))

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Closed RP starter: Brothers

(( Thank you for liking my post. I hope that this is okay. Role play between nodicecowboy and @ford-filbrick-pines-phd .))

-A teenage Stan sprinted into his shared room to see his twin brother. He rushed past the pretend tent they had made years ago and still sometimes used. He also rushed into the bed side table and hurt his knee. Though the pain didn’t seem to last too long as he stupidly laughed it off. After this his face returned its serious expression.-

“Sixer!”-The youth called, refusing to use the ladder to his brother’s bed and instead began to climb up the side. Of course this was dumb and would more than likely cause him to fall, but the only time it had bothered him was when he remembered. He was frightened of heights. Stan stared at the floor bellow him and gasped.-”Okay bad idea.”-He clamped his eyes shut in fear, He fell off and onto his rump.-”Very bad idea.”

-Finally, now standing up and rubbing his backside, the teen glanced up at his brother whose attention he must have caught by now.-”I ugh...saw some guys with a book. It had writing on it that looked like your name. Or how ugh you spell your name.”-The dim whit explained, holding up the specific book. It was in fact Ford’s.-”So ugh. I rough em’ up a bit and took it back. So ugh here.”-The lad held out the book high enough for his twin to reach. Now a bruise was apparent on the side of the boy’s face. Though it was serious. It was just clear that he had been in a fight.-

“Those jerks aren’t picking on you right, Ford? Because I’ll go right back to the school and find them.”

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Closed Rp starter: Purge AU

(( A role play starter for @cxrruptus. An AU where all crime is legal. For more than 12 hours. People, especially strangers are dangerous and its every man for them self.))

-It had been three months since society and any form of law or order had collapsed.People went nuts in those first few days. Of course so did Stanley Pines. The thought of being able to rob others without any consequence gave him a thrill and was pleasing for him. He went around taking anything from anyone. Of course he did this before but on a lesser scale. Though what he failed to see to begin with was the trouble the collapse had caused. People refused to pay to have a tour through the Mystery Shack and even stolen from the man, causing him to start fighting back. Stan wasn’t the type to let people get away with doing him wrong.

Unfortunately, this was going on everywhere and gangs had began forming. There was senseless killing and abuse as everyone could just get away with it.This lead to businesses closing down and millions of deaths. Now survivors lived in fear other humans. A lot of people were either in a group or on their own.

Now, Stan Pines found himself besides the only living member of his family. Of course this had sent him into depression when he first suffered loss. Though currently he was dealing with this in his ow way. He was still sad about it, but at least now he could just about manage. Losing a great niece and a twin brother was incredibly difficult though, so every now and then he did take time to allow sadness to become apparent.

Both remaining Pines were scouting for food in a street. The run down stores some times had some things left. They couldn’t be too picky these days. Food was food.

The fossil looked at his great nephew, he had grown a lot since that summer he and his twin first came to visit him. Even if he didn’t say it; Stan was proud of him. What a fine young man he had turned out out to be.-”

“Ugh Dips, wanna’ try that one. I got a good feeling about that one.”-He pointed to a general store just a couple of buildings away.-”Might find some beer if we’re lucky. Though I’m itching for a cigar.”-Anything to distress.

The aging man led the way towards the building, the front door was barricaded with boards. There was no way they were getting through that way. Though the glass window around the side had a large enough crack in it for them to fit through.-

“Don’t get hurting yourself buddy boy. Don’t wanna’ have to waste time stitching you back together.” Stanley ducked through the glass and gently brought himself in. Though his back came out of place from the maneuver. Unfortunately he didn’t always remember just how old he was.- “Agh my back!”-He pined on the other side, before snapping it back in place.-

((Hope this is okay.))

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This is why I wasn't very active yesterday. This is from an ongoing RP I have with @nodicecowboy. It started out as a little doodle in class and then I thought I would color it. Hope you all like it! :)

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RP Closed Starter: Devil and Angel

(( Under-new-management: A role play starter for @demon-bill .

An AU where Stan a corrupt angel but not evil enough to be a devil. Bill is a devil. Humanized!Bill.))

-Stanley Pines was, yes an angel. He had huge white wings coming out of his back from underneath his white suit and black shirt. A halo perched itself just about his burgundy coloured fez and a glorious gold dust seemed to follow him wherever he went.

However, did this mean that he abide by all the rules? No. Far from it. It was a normal site to see the angel do something dumb and get himself into trouble. Though it was his kind heart that he secretly harbored that kept him in this beautiful place rather than the place bellow.

Even so one faithful day the elderly man completely ignored one of the safety regulations and stumbled outside the grand gates, This was something angels were told not to do as their safety was not guaranteed out there. Sure if they died outside the gates, when they woke up again they would be returned to home. But beyond the gates was somewhere were the devils could access. The creatures had been known to occasionally drag an angel down to the Underworld and put them through torment for as long as they could manage. They of course tried not to kill them during this.

As Stan horsed around outside the gates he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his shoulders, prompting a gasp and cause him to turn to find one of the horrid creatures grasping him. Of course he tried to squirm and hit he other immortal, but they had back up and before he knew it they had dragged him to their place of torture.

‘Master Bill, we got one!’ A stocky devil cried, helping the other three drag Stanley up a flight of stairs and to a frown.’Whatcha’ want us to do with him?’-

“Let go of me!”-Mr Pines bellowed, still thrusting his elbows forwards in an attempt to escape.-”You pointy headed freaks!”- His dark orbs shifted to stare at Bill. Oh no. He was in trouble. Now unless it was under extreme circumstances, this bloke never shown fear, so in order to suppress it he gritted his teeth.

Harshly, a knee was driven into his side, causing the man to coil in pain. ‘Do you not know who that is?! That’s your master Bill Cipher! Bow down now. Show some respect.’. The devil hissed.

Stanley glared up at the his so-called leader.-”I’m not bowing to that little punk. You’ve got another thing coming if you think I’m gonna’ worship him,”

((Under-new-management: Hope this is okay.))

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His first view was the sky, light clouds drifting past only just visible through the gaps in the canopy above as he attempted to regain his bearings. Where was he? Better still, WHO was he? Any attempts at coherent recollection seemed pointless, it was a mess of NOISE and colour in his head. That and a NAME. Bill Cipher. Was that HIS name? The name of the one who had done this to him, whatever THIS was?

It took a short while before he dragged his mind from the endless loop of questions, pulling himself to his feet on unsteady limbs, it was as if he'd never even walked before. Perhaps it would all come back with time, it seemed best to instead look for some help, even if that meant aimlessly wandering the forest until he finally found someone to assist him.

A small, shoddy shack was the first place he stumbled across, the rumble of a car arriving had given him something to follow and he was glad to see people milling about. With most of them busy doing their own thing, he decided to instead approach the single man who stood merely watching, hesitantly tapping him on the shoulder.

                               ❝Excuse me, ah, I could use a little help.❞

He'd almost halted at the sound of his own voice, how UNFAMILIAR it was, it reaffirmed that something was indeed WRONG.