"To anyone who can hear me, I am simon. Or the convict. Or the butcher. I don't give a fuck who you know me by... just... im ALIVE."
Simon survived the explosion and flooding of the ship. Inspired by other Simon rp blogs who ill tag when I edit this ( @crossthewiresconvict ) he lost his arm. He has burns and some odd scarring that aches.
He's now in a new room, similar to his cell in the C.O.I but much larger. More room to move.
A large speaker rests in the upper corner of the room, that's where he can hear you.
Its always dark besides a dim light that pops on occasion. Just above the room, never illumating what's outside. Sometimes simon thinks its just another hallucination and he'll wake up again in the ship.
It comes with a mattress on the floor with no pillow and a scrappy thin blanket, a sink and a toilet, and a cupboard with cans of food like beans and pasta.
NEW UPDATES!
If anyone has any specific storyline or a consistent roleplay for the asks, I am open to that! My replies might come later due to motivation or my personal schedule.
I might repost/reblog art or posts related to ironlung. These are unrelated to the roleplays.
Simon's text will be in black.
OOC will be in green. Reminder that I am 18+ and nsfw is permitted. If I think it's overboard or too much I won't reply to the ask. If you give simon objects and things ill make a little list to keep track!
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