#roleplay response

[dept-of-monster-affairs]

Help! I drank a potion and it made my tits bigger and milk won't stop coming out of them. I also grew horns and a tail what do I do?!

Thank you for contacting the Department of Monster Affairs. This is not an emergency line. If this is an emergency please contact emergency services.

However, to answer your question first the cause must be determined. You said you drank a potion and the changes occurred. There are potions that can cause bodily changes in individuals. Among these are potions that created to cause lactation in those with mammary glands and even some designed to give animal traits which may result in physical features. All of these potions, if approved by the Federal Potion Administration, are temporary physical corruptions and typically fade after a few hours though can last for a couple of days.

Regulated and approved potions are sold by verified witches, alchemists, and in select stores, all of these sellers must have their FPA verification number listed on their website and the official stamp on their products. If the potion you drank does not have the official stamp it is likely you drank an unregulated potion. The effects of these potions can be wide ranging and they either arrive from across the Veil through smuggling or created by novice witches and alchemists. The majority of unregulated potions are still temporary in nature.

There are some unregulated potions that do include highly corruptive components which may led to permanent changes. Additionally, if you drink a regulated potion and then are exposed to corruptive magic - such as being cursed by a demon - the potion may react leading to permanent physical corruption.

Unfortunately, while researchers are looking for a way to reverse these permanent corruptive changes there is no way to do so yet. If you do find that these symptoms do not revert after 4 days please be aware that they may be permanent. If these changes are permanent you can still live a happy and healthy life, you may wish to look into corrupted human support groups. Please be aware for permanent corruption, you will have to update your government documents to reflect your physically corrupted status.

Thank you for contacting the Department of Monster Affairs. If you have any other questions please contact us again.

[theo-the-magnificent]

@zagreusfallor

𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊

Everything was so dark...so cold...so numb. He couldn't move, he was stuck in his own mind. Slowly something stirred in him. Something warm and promising. He couldn't quite even explain the feeling. But all he knew was now he could open his eyes. Slowly his pale lids flutter open. Though they grow to a squint. His vision blurred.

"..what the hell...?"

A deep relax grumble escape his motionless lips. He wishes he could just sit up and look around. However, he felt so so heavy. Every limb felt like it weighed a ton. Kit groaned softly as he could feel his muscles ache. His whole body felt rather sore. Squeezing his eyes shut before letting them slowly fall open once more. His surroundings grew more clear. Although his surroundings weren't very familiar. No...not at all.

"H-Hello?"

Kit calls out, though rather timid. Fearing what may come around. Not knowing who or what he could be possibly calling to.

[your-average-norrisville-student]

This wonkin’ shoob has had me waiting outside his house. Like DUDE, I am already here!

Come on, Howard, let me iiinnn. The Game Hole awaits!

@double-dip-weinerman

[legions-tape]

(Sent to Frank:) [ 📲 text: ]  you think you can come over sooner? i really need you here with me. {@NineTailedVulpecula}

Bzz...bzz...

Raising a curious pierced brow, the tattooed male felt a buzzing in his pocket. His phone. Humming out a small noise of curiousness as to who was texting, Frank lifted his hips slightly from the cough, reaching into his back jean pocket to retrieve the small device. Technology wasn't so much his thing, but it didn't hurt to have something to stay connected to those around him. Granted, his contacts wasn't the largest, it wasn't overflowing with a mass of friends; it didn't matter anyways, only those who were important to him were included. Although, the nicknames he chose for each contact made up for it, at least in his eyes it did. One of those contacts was a fluffy friend of his. 'Fluffy Butt'. Kitsu, actually was their name, but Frank couldn't help himself choosing that out of all things for the contact name. Letting out a snort of amusement, the male pulled the red sucker from his mouth with a wet 'pop' sound, and a smirk graced his lips. "Desperate, much? ;)" He texted back. Nevertheless, he would do what the other needed, and he'd make sure to cause a fuss about it once he saw them. Sending no further text, Frank snatched his jacket from the depressing couch and put it over his body, zipping it up. The male stood to his feet, shoving the black device back into his pocket, and the sucker went right back to his mouth. Maybe he would be kind enough to bring a few suckers for the other, and maybe he'd make them beg for one. Yeah. He'd do that. The Legion leader stole a few suckers from the bowl that was laying around, sticking them into his jacket pocket before deciding he was good enough to leave and find them.

( @NineTailedVulpecula )

[the-friendly-entomologist]

“Don’t listen to them. They don’t know you.” (Alternative: “Is this why you don’t want to let anyone close? You’re afraid they’ll see you like some kind of monster?”)

( @river-blossom-rp )

(picking second option)

Gonta wipes his eyes with one sleeve while holding him knees close to his chest with the other arm. It looks like he's been crying for a while, and is now coming down from it with some remaining sniffles and hics.

"U-Uhuh" Gonta nods, not seeming very verbal at the moment...

[river-blossom-rp]

"Being alive it exhausting."

Or

"i know it’s selfish.  but i wish someone would just take care of me."

(@the-friendly-entomologist)

(Note: Why not both?) Lines: "Being Alive it's exhausting" and "I know it's selfish. But I wish someone would just take care of me"

It wasn't like him to react that way. Sure, he was getting some coaching into realizing that he can not be okay sometimes, and is letting himself be more vulnerable more frequently, but one of the many barriers he kind of gets hard to cross is letting it out at any moment. Instead, he usually pulls it in his heart long enough until he can't do it any longer.

Thankfully, the time that it went to this, was right in my session. He wasn't one to talk when that happens.

Start from the bottom. He already expressed that he was exhausted enough. that's a start.

"Why do you think it would be selfish?"

[exoticbitties]

A shortish woman with brown hair and eyes anxiously approaches. “Hello! I was wondering if I could visit the big bones? I don’t have room for one, but I would still like to say hi if that would be okay?” She fidgeted with a beaded ring as she spoke.

“Ah, yes! I remember our correspondence,” the shopkeeper says as he leans up from a display case he was organizing. 

He adjusts his glasses and gives the girl an appraising look. Now that she’s here in person and he can see her eyes, he feels that she has a good heart. He motions for her to follow him and heads to the back of the shop. Between two tall bookcases hangs a green curtain made of colorful fabric. The shopkeeper holds the curtain aside to reveal that the door leads not into a room but into a wide open outdoor space that most certainly does not exist on the other side of the Bitty Shop!

Rolling hills and fresh mountain air meet the girl’s senses as a breeze tugs at her hair. The trees are sparse but lush and in the distance the peeks fade into fog. As nice as this view is, it’s kind of overpowered by the presence of the enormous bitty dozing on his side there on the grass just a few feet away with his skull propped up on one bony hand. He is dressed in loose clothes made from what appears to be a red and white striped circus tent. 

The old shopkeeper steps through the curtain and stands behind the girl with his hands folded at the small of his back.

“Big Top, you have a visitor,” says the shopkeeper loudly. It isn’t really a shout but he very clearly raises his voice so the bitty could hear him over the breeze. “Remember your manners!”

Big Top, as he is called, lazily opens one eye and glances down at his keeper and the girl who has come to visit. For a moment he doesn’t say anything, his grin un-moving. Then, he shifts position and lowers a hand, extending a single finger toward the girl for a handshake.

“Salutations, shrimp,” Big Top says. 

[the-weirder]

Oh, hewwo! (Open RP)

I've got a wetter fow you, and a wot of gold! Somefing abouwt it being youw inhewitance? Sowwy for youw woss!!! OMO