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the-grxnd-archive || semi-selective, semi-lit || MCYT/EPIC rp blog
< penned by elio - plural, minor. CST. >
THIS BLOG IS ONLY HERE FOR ARCHIVING PURPOSES. FOR ROLEPLAY, SEE @the-grxnd-archive.
⚙ // new blog is officially set up and ready for use! we'll be reblogging some prompt memes from our old acc and adding them to queue, feel free to send in as many as you want!
⚙ // update! this blog has been shadowbanned basically since i made it, so i'm going to be making it its own standalone account over the next few days :]
⚙ // this one's going to become @the-grxnd-archive-2, and that account is going to be taking the main url :D
⚙ // i'll make another post once the transition is complete!
😑 My muse accidentally hurts themselves while doing something mundane {Jaiden to Bobby}
injury prompts | accepting | @wctchers
[ The young dragon hybrid had been eagerly following his mother as she'd wandered about the house that sunny morning, helping her clean where he was able and otherwise remaining out of her way. Truthfully, any time spent with his parents - either of them - was time well spent, in his eyes. He adored them both, saw them as the ones who hung the moon and stars themselves. It was only when he heard her give a sharp noise in alarm that Bobby dared to intervene, rushing to his mom's side with a look of panic. ]
[ Deciding he didn't have enough time to get his whiteboard out of his inventory and write his words, he instead slipped his small sword into the holster on his overalls, signing to Jaiden in worry. He hated people getting hurt, especially her. It always scared him. ] "Are you okay??" [ His pointed ears twitched with anxiety as his hands moved in place of a voice. ]
"TOOOOOOOMMMMMMY. I'm bored. Entertain me~" (Drista to Tommy, feel free to send your post in the discord so I can find it easier!)
impromtu asks || always accepting
[ The being let out a short noise in alarm at being startled by her voice, fumbling with the axe in his hands for a second to keep from dropping it before stepping back from the falling blade with a yelp. Of course, she had to spook em while ey'd been chopping firewood. Tommy's tail flicked with annoyance as he looked towards Drista, putting his hands on his hips with a mild huff. ]
"Just had to spook me at the most dangerous of times, didn't ya?" [ Ey mused, crouching down to pick up the fallen lumber axe as ey brushed the loose pieces of grass off of its blade. Righting himself, he let the axe rest on his shoulder, giving Drista a mildly amused squint. ] "Why's it always me ya go to for entertainment, anyhow? You could always bother your brother or somethin', doesn't have 'ta be me all the time." [ Tommy commented, casting an idle glance at the chipping paint on eir nails. ]
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⚙ // these guys are dear friends of ours. they're part of the reason we made this blog. what the FUCK.
⚙ // if we ever hear something even REMOTELY similar to this on here, we're disabling anons. we're not putting up with that shit. what the actual fuck, people. gods fucking forbid a system does what they enjoy.
⚰️The entity known as Bartholomew kept their hand against the other's chest, just to make sure they didn't try to sit up while they were flipping through their grimoire. Their wisps were holding the grimoire up and flipping the pages when needed. "Ah ah ah- Try not to strain yourself too much. After all, your body is still recovering. Honestly... you mortals need to learn what your limits are and stop trying to over exert yourselves... Your lucky that I found you and not some other monster." They murmured, although their attention was still focused on their grimoire, however, the being turned their attention towards them as they heard the other try to speak.
"...Well isn't it obvious? You're in my home. I brought you back here after myself and Dapper found you unconscious on the ground. Since I obviously wasn't about to just enter your home without permission which I wouldn't be able to obtain while your unconscious. Although I definitely could have entered if I really wanted... Regardless... What's the last thing you remember?"
[ The being's eyes closed once again as he leaned back, not having the energy to resist the other pushing him down as his brows knotted slightly in discomfort. Though it worsened his headache to do so, Dan opened his eyes, watching Bartholomew flip through their grimoire. ]
"I don't- I don't know... It's all blurry..." [ He muttered, trying to sort through the fog in his mind to figure out what had happened. He couldn't make sense of any of it. ] "I think... I'd been out mining in a new cave channel I'd found...?"
"I see you're still as much of a Flirt as ever. I suppose if that were to change I would be worried."
Her laughter filled the quiet air as she moved to raise his head up with her other hand and lean to give a small kiss on the other's cheek.
"Tell me Dear, how has things been. I can only gather so much from the pools but you are my Eyes and Ears after all."
[ He hummed happily as she kissed his cheek, gently brushing a strand of hair out of his lover's face. At her soft-spoken question, he paused for a moment, adjusting his hold on the scroll before offering it to her. ]
"You remember Arbour, right? Prime's chosen child?"
[ His wings idly adjusted against his back as he spoke, his eyes flicking to the scroll. ]
"Author visited them in their Limbo, and... They want to make a deal with you, as they claim you owe them. To revive Arbour, and give them one more chance."
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{{Honestly this is open for OCs, other MCYT fandoms like Life Series, Hermitcraft, DSMP, QSMP, ChapterSMP, Evboverse, FableSMP, FableCraft, ect! We all can bridge the gap and enjoy roleplaying together honestly!}}
i'm perfectly fine continuing on. {Techno to Harlan}
"i cannot show any weakness" prompts | accepting | @wctchers
"Whether you're fine with it isn't what I'm asking, Tech. You know that just as well as I do." [Harlan rested his hand on his hip as he spoke, the frigid air of the Arctic nipping at the desensitized skin of his arms. He loved both of his brothers to bits, sure, but Prime almighty, were they stubborn sometimes. His brow knotted slightly at Techno, the movement lighthearted, but with a deeper meaning beneath the scarred deep brown eyes that watched the warrior before him.]
"I know you want to protect Tommy. Trust me, I do too. But with Dream out of prison and Prime knows how many demigods wandering about right under our noses - how can you believe that's safe, mate?" [Even despite the strict tone of his words, Harlan sounded genuinely concerned. So what if Techno was an exponentially better fighter than him? He could still be worried for his older brother.] "I feel like we should wait a little while before we just go barging in with no semblance of a plan. Tommy's a strong kid, he can handle himself for the moment. You need to rest, before that gash in your side gets the better of you. You know what Dad said."
❌ {for Tommy}
regret prompt | accepting
"... Just one? I'd, uh... I'd probably have to say betray'n Techno. Going back with Tubbo n' them. He's a good guy, he kept me safe, for fuck's sake, but- I shouldn't'a turned on him. He was... even almost kind to me."
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⚙ // in the mood to write as q!dan. holds him out to the audience. anyone want the silly stupid diamond diva. asks are open, go wild
<< been too long since we've done one of these, sooo - >>
✉ (push muse back down when they try to get out of bed (perhaps involving illness, injury, or sleep deprivation))
https://www.tumblr .com/wctchers/772061485438500864/manhandling-symbol-starters
<< in a mood to write as q!Dan - pick a muse of yours to toss at the diamond diva, any muse! go wild :D >>
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manhandling prompts || ACCEPTING // @the-grxnd-archive
⚰️Bartholomew had found the other unconscious so they had carried the other back to their base to tend to them. The being was currently in the kitchenette cooking when they started to hear the other begin to move. Leaving the cooking to one of their wisps, they made their way back to the room they had put Dan in, and quickly made their way over. Their clawed hand gently pressing the other to lay back down. "Ah ah ah- You need your rest... I don't know what exactly happened to you but you need to recover." He murmured, their brow furrowing slightly as they looked at the other.
[The man found himself unable to recall what exactly had happened to him to cause the injuries he'd sustained, the only memory he retained being staggering home to his base - though given his current circumstance, it would seem he'd never made it. Dan's head was pounding as diamond blue eyes flickered open, letting out a soft groan as he attempted to shift over to be able to sit up. Of course, the other appeared in his peripherals before he was able to fully do so, a gentle hand pressing against his chest him to lay back.]
"...Bartholomew-?" [The familiar name slipped from his tongue with ease, though the roughness of his throat made the task all the more difficult. Though the two had never interacted much, both of them keeping to their own business, but they still served as someone he knew. A familiar face - that brought him a slight semblance of comfort, at least.] "Where- Wh...?"
