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An independent RP blog for Fukami (Red Sea). {NOTE: I would like to clarify that how I play Fukami will appear to switch between red and blue sea if not a bit of both, just a little headcannon of sorts.}

[the-odious-octopus]

Starter for a-morticians-melody

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

“Aha, you don’t have to, since I see you don’t agree. A fair warning to you…” The demon pushes back her bangs to reveal a closed third eye. “I have psychic powers and may read your mind. Not on purpose though! Ehe, I’m still learning how to control them!”

[the-odious-octopus]

The third eye was quite the surprise, having not expected this girl to be anything but a fan of death and general oddities. Ge had little worry of the woman reading his mind however, so his demeanour didn’t change after the initial shock. “What are you?”

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

Her tail wagged playfully, smiling wider at him. “I’m a demon, can’t you tell, dearie?” She winked at him, sticking her tongue out at him.

[the-odious-octopus]

“It have never seen any creature with a third eye..” He stated matter-of-factly, once again glancing to where the eye was seen. No he was not scared, not was he creeped out, again it was just morbid curiosity and boredom.

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

She pushes her bangs back and opens her third eye. “Arara? You seem to be very interested in my eye~! You can examine it more if you like! You can even touch it if you want~! It won’t hurt me~!”

[the-odious-octopus]

“Does that eye not having feeling?” He perked up slightly. Or was she just numb to pain? Was that another ability of hers? Nerve damage? He moved closer, leaning down to look at it at eye level.

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

“Nope! I was just born without the ability to feel pain!” Her normals eyes were wide with childlike joy while her third eye seemed suspicious, glaring at the octopus. Her third eye seemed to have a mind of its own, as if it were another person in her body.

[the-odious-octopus]

"You are very lucky." He offered, the way that eye was looking at him making him suspicious himself. Lifting a finger he gently poked the appendage, waiting to see its reaction.

[memestockpile]

send one for a kind gesture;

♖ comforting after a nightmare ♘ kiss on the forehead ♣ wiping away tears ♝ holding hands ♡ hugging ♦ picking up your character ♤ bathing your character ♠ my muse taking care of your muse when their sick ♛ shoulder rubs ☮ stroking/ruffling hair ▽ patting/rubbing their back ☽ dressing your character ☺ my muse helping your muse fall asleep ❮ my muse comforting your muse as they grieve ♋  my muse fixing your muse something to eat ✍ my muse  teaching your muse ∞ my muse reading to your muse  ♒ my muse giving yours a message

[verybbonely-blog]

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hey guys, its miles && this new post will have old && new information since things have happened a bit. 

those that don’t know me && are just now seeing this post floating because your mutual reblogged it ( or something ) i am mentally && physically disabled which makes it hard for me to work certain jobs ( if at all ) due to them.

i moved from Australia && in with my partners because of my emotionally abusive && toxic home environment.  

I found a job !! however, i won’t start until the 11th of march so i still need help in the span of donations because i will not get paid for another three weeks once i start && i’ve only got $230 in my bank which will be nothing once i pay my phone bill && maybe two other bills. 

the figures for my other bills are as follows: 

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[the-odious-octopus]

Starter for a-morticians-melody

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

“Aha, you don’t have to, since I see you don’t agree. A fair warning to you…” The demon pushes back her bangs to reveal a closed third eye. “I have psychic powers and may read your mind. Not on purpose though! Ehe, I’m still learning how to control them!”

[the-odious-octopus]

The third eye was quite the surprise, having not expected this girl to be anything but a fan of death and general oddities. Ge had little worry of the woman reading his mind however, so his demeanour didn’t change after the initial shock. “What are you?”

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

Her tail wagged playfully, smiling wider at him. “I’m a demon, can’t you tell, dearie?” She winked at him, sticking her tongue out at him.

[the-odious-octopus]

“It have never seen any creature with a third eye..” He stated matter-of-factly, once again glancing to where the eye was seen. No he was not scared, not was he creeped out, again it was just morbid curiosity and boredom.

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

She pushes her bangs back and opens her third eye. “Arara? You seem to be very interested in my eye~! You can examine it more if you like! You can even touch it if you want~! It won’t hurt me~!”

[the-odious-octopus]

"Does that eye not having feeling?" He perked up slightly. Or was she just numb to pain? Was that another ability of hers? Nerve damage? He moved closer, leaning down to look at it at eye level.

[the-odious-octopus]

Starter for a-morticians-melody

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

“Aha, you don’t have to, since I see you don’t agree. A fair warning to you…” The demon pushes back her bangs to reveal a closed third eye. “I have psychic powers and may read your mind. Not on purpose though! Ehe, I’m still learning how to control them!”

[the-odious-octopus]

The third eye was quite the surprise, having not expected this girl to be anything but a fan of death and general oddities. Ge had little worry of the woman reading his mind however, so his demeanour didn’t change after the initial shock. “What are you?”

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

Her tail wagged playfully, smiling wider at him. “I’m a demon, can’t you tell, dearie?” She winked at him, sticking her tongue out at him.

[the-odious-octopus]

"It have never seen any creature with a third eye.." He stated matter-of-factly, once again glancing to where the eye was seen. No he was not scared, not was he creeped out, again it was just morbid curiosity and boredom.

[homemademoonbeams]

shoutout to people with ocs

[pcthetics-deactivated20161211]

that are either for fandom or purely original projects. you just spend so many hours constructing them from essentially dirt.

shoutout to people with ocs who have them go through a million changed names and a million changed backstories, and still don’t feel like they’re up to the developmental standards that they should be…but they’re still loved by you regardless. shout out to people with ocs who want to share them with others, but are too anxious to tell information about them out of fear of judgment or laughter. And shout out to these same people who’re obviously adoring their creations but feel scared as shit to express the love out of your friend’s potential annoyance. shout out to people who make their ocs align with themselves in surname or quirks or just giving them those softer, hidden traits that also make you, you. to the peeps who feel so disappointed with their creations because again, they don’t feel good enough or accurate enough compared to other ocs. Nothing is perfect on the first draft, but they’re getting closer to perfected imperfection. to the creators who will write paragraphs about those brain children, paragraphs and concepts that have been building up for months only to be greeted with no response or simple replies such as, ‘oh.’ or to people who actually pay attention to them, and ask the BIG QUESTIONS and you’re just internally screaming and have to put on this cool act. shout out to people who spend hours thinking about how they sound like. (listening to voice clips for HOURS just thinking about your characters) What songs can apply to their personality and lifestyle…how they apply to them specifically.  shout out to big-brained creators who have a hundred and one characters and are greeted with, ‘isn’t that enough?’ when you talk about the concept of making a new one. If shows can have a vast cast of more than a ten to twenty characters, you can have your own vast cast too.  this post is just for people who feel so uneasy being so deeply involved and enthused in their creations. as if, there should be a limit on this type of love.  fandom ocs get stepped over and judged on sight, non-fandom ocs really get stepped over. But all that work and construction is valid and shows in your explanatory essay of their favorite genre. 

1k notes. this post got 1k notes. I am so happy and thankful that it managed to spread out of my small dashboard corner and touch people. 

[festivalprincess]

I WILL BE MARRIED FOR A WEEK TO THE FIRST PERSON IN MY ASKBOX WHO SAYS “HONEY, I’M HOME”

[the-odious-octopus]

Starter for a-morticians-melody

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

“Aha, you don’t have to, since I see you don’t agree. A fair warning to you…” The demon pushes back her bangs to reveal a closed third eye. “I have psychic powers and may read your mind. Not on purpose though! Ehe, I’m still learning how to control them!”

[the-odious-octopus]

The third eye was quite the surprise, having not expected this girl to be anything but a fan of death and general oddities. Ge had little worry of the woman reading his mind however, so his demeanour didn't change after the initial shock. "What are you?"

[zurugashikoi-blog]

Reblog this if you would be willing to roleplay with a fandomless oc rp blog! I really want to get back into roleplaying oc’s after a slump, I’ve been roleplaying for roughly 3 years, stopped for a few months and really want to get back into it!

I’m willing to play either the male or female versions of my fennec fox! I’m honestly not picky at all, I love roleplaying with anyone.

Infomration on the character can be found on my blog, as well as rules etc.^v^

[the-odious-octopus]

Starter for a-morticians-melody

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

She smiled brightly up at the much taller male, winking at him. “Oh, you know, decided I’d had enough time around the living and needed to spend some time around those no longer breathing~!” Though this wasn’t the case, she couldn’t help but feel uneasy around the octopus. Not fear, but rather that he was unpredictable. It was best to act friendly for now.

[the-odious-octopus]

His eye brows raised at the comment as he glanced down at the little demon girl. “.. Fan of the dead?” He asked, monotonous voice taking a slightly curious tone with the question. Any visitor he bumped into would writhe at just the thought of another dead sea creature but it seemed this girl was enticed by it?

“How unusual..”

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

“I’m a mortician, my darling~! I love the dead!” She laughed, looking around the sea. Though it may not be wise to take her eyes off of him, showing some trust would be best for now. The blood red sea was starting to hit high tide as the waves gently crashed at their feet. 

[the-odious-octopus]

What an odd label, it suited her well however if this was to deal with the deceased. “I see.” He nodded, following her gaze to the heightened sea. He was growing increasingly curious of this woman. Perhaps she was more than just an ignorant play thing. “You are not from here, correct? Tell me of your home..”

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

“My world is filled with ignorance and denial of said ignorance. I’ve long abandoned my world once my brother died. Any world is my home now~!” She squatted down, examining a carcass that had just washed up on shore, her smile still not fading. Such a happy expression when in a world plunged into despair.

[the-odious-octopus]

“You would fit in well here.” He spoke simply, turning his attention to her and following her gaze once again to the carcass, half rotting and long deceased. This was common, he was used to it, death was an everyday thing for him now. “The souls of those who live her are long shriveled and dead.” He added.

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

“I wouldn’t mind calling this world my home.” She stands up, turning her head to smile at him. Her smile is wide enough to show her gap tooth now, so at least, it was a genuine one. “Your soul seems to be alive and well~!”

[the-odious-octopus]

He hummed thoughtfully at both things she had said, what amused him was the comment on his soul. Was it? He certainly didn’t feel like it was by any means of the word. “Should I thank you?” He asked, the last comment throwing him off quite a bit. His tentacles curled and uncurled as he was thrown into yet another train of thought.

[the-odious-octopus]

Starter for a-morticians-melody

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

She smiled brightly up at the much taller male, winking at him. “Oh, you know, decided I’d had enough time around the living and needed to spend some time around those no longer breathing~!” Though this wasn’t the case, she couldn’t help but feel uneasy around the octopus. Not fear, but rather that he was unpredictable. It was best to act friendly for now.

[the-odious-octopus]

His eye brows raised at the comment as he glanced down at the little demon girl. “.. Fan of the dead?” He asked, monotonous voice taking a slightly curious tone with the question. Any visitor he bumped into would writhe at just the thought of another dead sea creature but it seemed this girl was enticed by it?

“How unusual..”

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

“I’m a mortician, my darling~! I love the dead!” She laughed, looking around the sea. Though it may not be wise to take her eyes off of him, showing some trust would be best for now. The blood red sea was starting to hit high tide as the waves gently crashed at their feet. 

[the-odious-octopus]

What an odd label, it suited her well however if this was to deal with the deceased. “I see.” He nodded, following her gaze to the heightened sea. He was growing increasingly curious of this woman. Perhaps she was more than just an ignorant play thing. “You are not from here, correct? Tell me of your home..”

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

“My world is filled with ignorance and denial of said ignorance. I’ve long abandoned my world once my brother died. Any world is my home now~!” She squatted down, examining a carcass that had just washed up on shore, her smile still not fading. Such a happy expression when in a world plunged into despair.

[the-odious-octopus]

“You would fit in well here.” He spoke simply, turning his attention to her and following her gaze once again to the carcass, half rotting and long deceased. This was common, he was used to it, death was an everyday thing for him now. “The souls of those who live her are long shriveled and dead.” He added.

[the-odious-octopus]

Starter for a-morticians-melody

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

She smiled brightly up at the much taller male, winking at him. “Oh, you know, decided I’d had enough time around the living and needed to spend some time around those no longer breathing~!” Though this wasn’t the case, she couldn’t help but feel uneasy around the octopus. Not fear, but rather that he was unpredictable. It was best to act friendly for now.

[the-odious-octopus]

His eye brows raised at the comment as he glanced down at the little demon girl. “.. Fan of the dead?” He asked, monotonous voice taking a slightly curious tone with the question. Any visitor he bumped into would writhe at just the thought of another dead sea creature but it seemed this girl was enticed by it?

“How unusual..”

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

“I’m a mortician, my darling~! I love the dead!” She laughed, looking around the sea. Though it may not be wise to take her eyes off of him, showing some trust would be best for now. The blood red sea was starting to hit high tide as the waves gently crashed at their feet. 

[the-odious-octopus]

What an odd label, it suited her well however if this was to deal with the deceased. “I see.” He nodded, following her gaze to the heightened sea. He was growing increasingly curious of this woman. Perhaps she was more than just an ignorant play thing. “You are not from here, correct? Tell me of your home..”

[the-odious-octopus]

Starter for a-morticians-melody

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

She smiled brightly up at the much taller male, winking at him. “Oh, you know, decided I’d had enough time around the living and needed to spend some time around those no longer breathing~!” Though this wasn’t the case, she couldn’t help but feel uneasy around the octopus. Not fear, but rather that he was unpredictable. It was best to act friendly for now.

[the-odious-octopus]

His eye brows raised at the comment as he glanced down at the little demon girl. “.. Fan of the dead?” He asked, monotonous voice taking a slightly curious tone with the question. Any visitor he bumped into would writhe at just the thought of another dead sea creature but it seemed this girl was enticed by it?

“How unusual..”

[the-odious-octopus]

Starter for a-morticians-melody

It had been just like any other dreary day outside of the red sea, with Fukami wasting his time taking strolls along the beaches, engulfed in his own thoughts. Ever since his time within the red sea his thoughts always seem to teeter on violent, if not obscene to a calmed mind. Whenever he felt his mind drift he would nearly smile, but something would break him from his dream state, this time it was an odd.. Woman?

The octopus pried his gaze from the ground, red eyes staring off at the winged woman as she did.. Whatever it was she was doing so far away. Perhaps just walking? But who would take a stroll so near so much death and carnage. Growing curious he picked up the pace, heeled boots digging into the sand with every quickened step as he closed in on her.

[a-morticians-melody-deactivated]

Such a sad sight this world was to the small demon. Though she was very accustomed to death, seeing as she worked exclusively with the dead, there was nothing shocking to her in this world. But she could not deny the pity she felt for those who had suffered in this world’s presumed demise.

She honestly thought she was all alone until the sound of footsteps brought her back to reality. Her head turned to glance behind her, noticing a familiar figure. She could sense something was…. off about this version of her friend, though. Amazing, she thought. Not only another world, another timeline as well. 

“May I help you?” The demon asked in a sweet and gentle tone.

[the-odious-octopus]

He stopped once there was but a few steps between them, staring at her for a moment before finally speaking, his own voice eerily soft as he asked: “What brings a new face here?” He watched her, examined her. By her reaction she seemed to see Fukami as a face too see. Could he have seen her once before and forgot? No matter, he was bored and she was breathing, so he would have his fun for the time being.

[the-odious-octopus]

Starter for a-morticians-melody

It had been just like any other dreary day outside of the red sea, with Fukami wasting his time taking strolls along the beaches, engulfed in his own thoughts. Ever since his time within the red sea his thoughts always seem to teeter on violent, if not obscene to a calmed mind. Whenever he felt his mind drift he would nearly smile, but something would break him from his dream state, this time it was an odd.. Woman?

The octopus pried his gaze from the ground, red eyes staring off at the winged woman as she did.. Whatever it was she was doing so far away. Perhaps just walking? But who would take a stroll so near so much death and carnage. Growing curious he picked up the pace, heeled boots digging into the sand with every quickened step as he closed in on her.

[the-odious-octopus]

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[memocaseagull]

✉ (If you'd like~)

((This was pretty hard since its red sea Fukami, but I hope you like it!))

In an almost completely empty room that had blood splattered on the walls, some papers were lying on the ground, with ink spilled on them. A few centimeters away from that, another paper, who someone had been scribbling and writing on, was lying around. It had a very sloppy handstyle, and was written in red ink. It was signed to Fukami. Some ink had been spilled on it, but it was readable.

“Dear Fukamin, I dont know what happened to you, but ever since the red sea took over, you’ve been acting differently, and in a bad way. I dont liike it one bit. You suddenly started acting so violently, you put me and Dolph inside these cells, and you were mean to us, to the point of where the same happened to Doplh. I dont blame you much though, I can feel this sea slowly engulfing me, too. It wont be long until I probably end up like you. But before that, I’m escaping from here. It hurts all over my body, after what you guys have done to me, but Ill muster up enough strength, somehow, although Ill most likely be back soon…”

A few parts has been scribbled over, but the letter continues.

“Why did this have to happen, Fukami? If the red sea hadn’t won, this wouldve never happened… I m..s…t…bl…..a…I..w…”

The rest was too much covered in ink to be readable. The only thing left that you could read was a signature at the bottom, signed by Memoca.