so I made this account for documentation purposes. dont ask me about myself as thats not related
I found this weird bean thing the other day. can't find out anything 'bout it through blox.web so I'm coming here. Its about the size of those spider-noobs, just red & with smaller legs. Doesn't eat what i try to feed it (vegetables, so far), and sleeps 70% of the day.
advice or questions appreciated probably
^ void this for the most part this blog is so off of the main plan. its. insane
[mod]- DESIGN and INFO and RULES under cut vvvvv[upd 4, anon list][upd 5, c00lkidd design kinda]
007n7 is an ex-hacker, declared dead after the admins "took care" of her and then deleted nearly everything about her off of the internet. 007n7 is just a normal guy(trans goals !!!!) now basically. other info: strictly he/him, did go to college, did NOT meet noli there. [I, the mod, am not noli]
the bean is coolkidd. c00lkidd is a myth; a devil in folklore that'll "bite the hand that feeds it", not a hacker. Nobody really believes it exists. Except it's real. it's a virus type thing, possesses people. etc etc idk
this is an rp blog for MY 007n7. my interpretation. if you dont like it just leave i do not care for hatemail.
basic dni, have common sense and dont be a fucking dumbass.
rules SPECIFICALLY;
no nsfw. im a minor
um ill add more when i think of more
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tags !!
#C00LGUY!1!! (c00lkidd speaks(this'll come later))
#There you are. (c00lkidd mentioned)
#PARASITE. (c00lkidd lore)
#undercover (007n7 speaks/reblogs/answers asks)
#what? no no- I'm not evil (007n7 lore i guess)
#where did you come from (rp start if i do any ever)
#why are you still here (rp)
#oh ok. bye (rp end)
#hope its satisfactory (art)
#bastards (admins)
#call upon the void (didnt just steal this from noli's rp blog..noo...)
#firebug! (007n7s unknown friend👀👀)
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ANON LIST
-whimsy anon
-evil anon
-creator anon
-anon 501
-encoder anon
-noli
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DESIGNS(c00lkidd doesnt have one yet its still a bean)
She’d recognize that dark crown of curls anywhere. Sylvianne slipped through the crowd, stepping easily on a surface of hardly compacted snow. By morning, most of it would have melted into the earth, forming mud. By the next day, it’d be glossy and frozen over once more. In greeting she pressed her lips to his neck from behind, laughing as her arms wrapped around Kieran’s narrow hipped waist. He was so beautiful, and so precious to her.
Tonight, her fondness dipped into theatrics: it was half performance. Their correspondence via texts that evening had been about what to wear as much as it had been about how to act; there was no amount of breeding that helped to predict what to do when your carefully constructed life came crumbling down around you. Her smile shifted towards Kieran’s boyfriend while she moved to his side, slipping her fingers in his. “I’m going to steal him from you,” Sylv announced-- she didn’t ask permission, instead she began to lead her best friend towards the treeline. “We’ve got so much to talk about.” The words lilted loudly, as if she was referring to gossip, but as soon as they were out of ear shot, they lowered to a hiss. “Who the fuck is Elizabeth Bright?”
