rogue of time.

independent &. private mutant original character. by lucas/ewan (they/them, 21+). check out rules / bio before interacting!

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#TIMEROGUED  is  an  independent,  private,  low  activity,  and  mutuals  only  roleplay  blog  for  a  mutant  original  character.  written  &.  adored  by  ewan  (they/them, 21+),  established  july  2016  -  rebooted  may  2022.  

at  the  moment  this  blog  will  be  very  minimalistic  until  i  have  the  energy  to  sort  stuff  out  ;  this  includes  basic  tags,  a  basic  theme,  and  for  the  time  being  i  will  not  be  using  banners  for  answered  asks  or  starters.  if  you  know  me  from  other  blogs  you’ll  know  that  thanks  to  an  array  of  issues  /  problems  i  won’t  have  the  energy  to  be  here  a  lot,  so  this  blog  aims  to  be  very  lowkey  and  relaxing  -  if  you’re  looking  for  a  fast,  on  the  ball  writer  this  isn’t  the  blog  for  you.  

below  will  be  some  navigation  links  which  will  be  updated  sometime  in  the  future  !!  

NAVIGATION.

bio  /  rules  /  verses.

Jack’s  mental  health  doc  (important!).

more  to  be  added.

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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍’𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄?  

#TIMEROGUED  is  an  independent,  selective,  and  private  roleplay  blog  for  an  original  character  (  with  various  aus  and  verses  implemented.  mutant  based  oc  ).  established  in  2016,  rebooted  in  may  2022,  written  and  adored  by  lucas  (they/them,  24).  UK  based.      template cred.

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: RAT  GRABS  JACK  AND  SHAKES  HIM  LIKE  A  RAGDOLL :  

many  emotions  .  yes  i  want  to  return  .  

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griefdestined.

           At first, Obi-Wan had to consider the fact that perhaps the attempt at joining the Republic was a ploy to get a hostage. But that would make no sense. As they could not have known that the Republic would send Obi-Wan to the planet for the talks. Furthermore, they were not initially met with aggression. It was only after one of the guards recognized Obi-Wan that anything had happened. And they left Cody to go back to the ship. 

Mind racing as if it was in hyperspace, Obi-Wan could only stare out of the cells as his mind pondered over everything. Only after a moment did he recognize that someone was talking. With a soft sigh - because honestly another person in the same cell as him is the last thing he felt like dealing with - Obi-Wan turned toward the source of the voice. 

          ( What in the Force ? )

There was a heavy beat of silence as Obi-Wan looked back at his own face. Though there were some varying differences such as the other’s choice in facial hair, but no one could deny the similarities between their visage. Reaching out with the Force, Obi-Wan brushed his presence against the others in hopes that they would respond in kind but soon found that the other was completely Force-null. 

          It would explain his arrest - a mistaken identity. But with one question answered, a million more were written in the air between them. “ I am a Jedi… ” Obi-Wan moved to take a seat on the bench opposite of his doppelganger. “ I am Master Obi-Wan Kenobi, I think there has been some misunderstanding of identities. ”

oh  .  oh  now  this  was  something  else  entirely  .  like  looking  into  a  broken  mirror:  features  identical  yet  the  eyes  returning  gaze  held  far  more  wisdom  and  knowledge  jack  could  ever  hope  to  hold  .  since  becoming  a  private  detective  ---  definitely  a  bounty  hunter  but  he  digresses  ---  the  ability  to  read  someone  like  an  open  book  merely  from  a  quick  glance  worked  in  his  favour  and  this  man  could  easily  be  read  too  .  

he  was  an  escape  route  .  

yes  okay  he  wasn’t  the  best  bounty  hunter  in  existence  at  the  moment  .  morals  were  too  high  ,  would  often  save  the  bounty  than  give  them  in  ...  it  was  his  fathers  blood  after  all  .  an  undeniable  sense  of  empathy  which  often  fights  with  his  desire  to  ...  well  ,  fight  !  that  ,  and  some  petty  thievery  ,  might  he  add  ,  was  the  reason  he  ended  up  in  the  cell  in  that  moment  -  the  other  charges  were  just  an  added  bonus  for  the  law  enforcers  here  .  

still  ,  not  even  he  could  deny  the  uncanny  resemblance  between  the  two  of  them  .  a  person  with  logic  would  question  the  situation  but  logic  and  patience  transpired  into  a  need  for  adventure  and  irrational  behaviours  .   “  a  jedi  ,  huh  ?  that’s  fun  .  nice  to  know  no  matter  how  high  up  the  social  ladder  y’are  you’ll  still  end  up  in  the  same  predicament  as  i  .  ”   as  i  ?!  what  are  you  ,  a  politician  ?!  gods  ,  the  things  he  would  say  just  to  seem  like  a  good  guy  .  which  he  is  ,  definitely  .  

“  even  so  ,  once  they  see  the  both  of  us  in  ‘ere  ,  lookin’  as  similar  as  we  do  ,  no  doubt  they’ll  put  an  inquest  into  this  an’  i  for  one  ,  don’t  need  that  .  so  i’ll  be  escapin’  ,  and  y’can  join  me  .  ”   escaping  from  things  they  hadn’t  even  done  ,  jedis  did  that  ,  right  ?  no  .  no  they  didn’t  .  a  sigh  escapes  him  ,  arm  lifting  up  to  fiddle  with  stray  hairs  .   “  look  .  there’s  a  girl  here  i  promised  to  take  off  world  .  she  needs  to  escape  .  they’re  doin’  all  sorts  of  shifty  shit  ‘round  here  an’  this  child  will  be  killed  if  i  don’t  help  .  ”   

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bornbreathless.

“The day that I’m desperate enough to consider going on a date with you is the day I stop dating altogether.” Said lovingly, of course, with a smile that’s only a little mean; what are friends for, hmm? It drops a moment later and she prods him with her toe. “Consider it compensation for your child ruining my sofa with glitter.”

“  oof  ,  hit  a  man  where  it  hurts  why  don’t  you  .  i’ll  have  y’know  i’m  a  proper  catch  !  who  wouldn’t  want  to  date  a  time  travellin’  sleep  deprived  idiot  .  ”   really  selling  himself  there  .  but  then  he  laughs  ,  remembering  the  absolute  state  of  char’s  sofa  after  molly  had  been  allowed  unsupervised  with  glitter  .   “  wouldn’t  say  ruin  ,  she  simply  upholstered  it  .  gave  it  a  second  life  !  but  ‘cos  i’m  such  a  good  friend  i’ll  take  y’out  anyway  .  where  you  fancyin’  ?  ”  

[soulrph]

texting prompts.

not requested but there's something about a text thread, isn't there? anyway, these are a mixed bucket, i'll deffo post more of these, but for now, here you go, bon appetit, and if you wanna make them texts to a wrong number?? all the better! just make it clear for the person receiving it!

( sms ) : hey! is this [WRONG NAME] from the club last night?

( sms ) : wait right there, i'm on my way

( sms ) : sorry, who is this?

( sms ) : so... last night was fun.

( sms ) : can i come over?

( sms ) : did i leave my underwear at your place last night?

( sms ) : i am having the WORST / BEST day!!

( sms ) : we need to talk.

( sms ) : i'm in. whatever it is you're planning, i'm in.

( sms ) : you awake?

( sms ) : i miss you.

( sms ) : i'm sorry.

( sms ) : wanna hang out later?

( sms ) : it's honestly insane how much i love you.

( sms ) : i'm worried about you.

( sms ) : please don't say i told you so...

( sms ) : you know how you totally adore me?

( sms ) : got any plans tonight?

( sms ) : i know it's three am but i got donuts and i'm outside.

( sms ) : i'm outside. come on. we're going out.

( sms ) : i'm boooooooooored.

( sms ) : i can't sleep.

( sms ) : i know it's late, but... would you like to go for a walk with me?

( sms ) : where are you?

( sms ) : i love you.

( sms ) : are you really okay?

( sms ) : please don't shut me out. i can tell when something's bothering you.

( sms ) : can you come pick me up please?

( sms ) : this date is a total disaster. can you call me with a fake emergency?

( sms ) : why have you been acting so weird lately?

( sms ) : you know you can tell me anything, right?

( sms ) : not to sound like a tv trope, but i need a plus one for a wedding this weekend. you in?

( sms ) : wanna do fake proposals at fancy restaurants for free food?

( sms ) : wanna go on vacation together?

( sms ) : i got arrested and it's a hilarious story but i really need you to come bail me out first.

( sms ) : what the hell happened last night?

( sms ) : i don't wanna be alone tonight. can i stay at your place?

( sms ) : i got a code red situation.

( sms ) : what's shakin, bacon?

( sms ) : what should i have for dinner tonight?

( sms ) : it's so boring when you're not around.

( sms ) : so... the drunk voicemails i left you last night... you totally listened to them, didn't you.

( sms ) : i love you but if you ever eat my bagel bites again...

( sms ) : wanna go out tonight?

[timerogued]

ASK  PROMPTS.   @bornbreathless asked: "You owe me a dinner. A very nice dinner."

brow  rises  ,  sceptical  look  passes  onto  his  features  as  a  hand  clasps  around  a  warm  mug  of  tea  .   “  an’  why’s  tha’  ?  s’not  like  i  buy  ya  food  for  lookin’  after  molly  is  it  ?  or  are  you  lookin’  for  a  free  date  at  my  expense  ?  ”   

[thetorontokid]

Favorite Moments from Long Way Up → Ewan Lookin’ Comfy

Ewan: Oh, I haven’t turned the fuel on—do you think that would help? Charley: That would help, yeah.

[rpclefairy]

𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 

from this generator.

❛ close your eyes and hold out your hands. ❜ ❛ what are you smiling at? ❜ ❛ i can’t leave you alone for one minute, can i? ❜ ❛ was it you? did you do all this? ❜ ❛ i don’t know how you do this every day… ❜ ❛ that is not an appropriate question to ask a lady you’ve just met. ❜ ❛ i’m not sorry. ❜ ❛ i did warn you not to trust me. ❜ ❛ do you remember anything? at all? ❜ ❛ you’re lucky you’re cute. ❜ ❛ why don’t you just kill me? ❜ ❛ did you hurt yourself? ❜ ❛ i could show you the way. ❜ ❛ i don’t feel so good. ❜ ❛ you owe me a dinner. a very nice dinner. ❜ ❛ don’t go. please. ❜ ❛ you wanna know what your problem is? ❜ ❛ i’m here to drink alone. ❜ ❛ don’t run away from this. ❜ ❛ i’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜ ❛ i didn’t realize you were in so much pain. ❜ ❛ i guess it runs in the family, huh? ❜ ❛ you wouldn’t understand. ❜ ❛ we’ve been through a lot. i think we should just lay low and take it easy. ❜ ❛ dangerous to be out so late. ❜ ❛ i hope you haven’t been standing out in the cold this whole time. ❜ ❛ i made a mistake. ❜ ❛ am i not good enough? ❜ ❛ i’m going to get you out of here. ❜ ❛ why did you bring me here? ❜ ❛ aren’t we in a good mood today? ❜ ❛ don’t shut me out. please. ❜ ❛ the storm’s getting worse. ❜ ❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜ ❛ you’re about as intimidating as a butterfly. ❜ ❛ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ❜ ❛ here, take this. you’ll catch a cold. ❜ ❛ this is the part where you leave. ❜ ❛ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❜ ❛ you stepped on my foot! ❜ ❛ you’re not a very convincing liar. ❜ ❛ we’re in completely different leagues. ❜ ❛ how did you find me? ❜ ❛ i don’t need you anymore. ❜ ❛ rough day today? ❜ ❛ snap out of it! ❜ ❛ you look better in my clothes than i do. ❜ ❛ why are you still here? ❜ ❛ can i ask… what happened? ❜ ❛ are you saying you care about me? ❜ ❛ i won’t let anyone hurt you. ❜ ❛ it’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with. ❜ ❛ well, this is where i live. ❜ ❛ we’re not so different after all. ❜ ❛ how long have i been asleep? ❜ ❛ no more lies, no more secrets. ❜ ❛ can you forgive me? ❜ ❛ i thought you… i saw you get shot. ❜ ❛ why are you really here? ❜ ❛ i wish we never met. ❜ ❛ you look like you need a hug. ❜ ❛ would you run away with me? ❜ ❛ see? i’m not just a pretty face. ❜ ❛ we can stop them. i can help you. ❜ ❛ what now? i’m tired. ❜ ❛ i didn’t want you to see me like this. ❜ ❛ i can’t do this without you. ❜ ❛ if you tell me yours, i’ll tell you mine. ❜ ❛ are you threatening me? ❜ ❛ did you ever care about me? ❜ ❛ treat me like the princess that i am! ❜ ❛ i’m not leaving you. ❜ ❛ why did you come? ❜ ❛ i need your help… and you need mine. ❜ ❛ i wish i could hate you. ❜ ❛ i see you don’t recognize me. well, it was a long time ago. ❜ ❛ you’ve lost a lot of blood. ❜ ❛ i had my suspicions, but until now i wasn’t sure. ❜ ❛ there’s nothing left for me here. ❜ ❛ that is… literally illegal. you’re describing something illegal. ❜ ❛ wait. i’ve heard that sound before. ❜ ❛ just try to hang on. ❜ ❛ so why’s it so important anyway? ❜ ❛ i’ll stay in tonight, thanks. ❜ ❛ we can’t keep going on like this. ❜ ❛ in about a minute, you’ll be sorry you didn’t listen to me. ❜ ❛ is this seat taken? sorry, it’s a bit crowded here. ❜ ❛ you can’t leave me here alone! ❜ ❛ i’ll believe it when i see it. ❜ ❛ why are you laughing? this is a very serious situation. ❜ ❛ i bought two. here. ❜ ❛ i’ve seen you before, walking by. ❜ ❛ why can’t i come with you? ❜ ❛ c'mon. aren’t you worried what might happen if we go? ❜ ❛ walk with me? ❜ ❛ it’s very rude to stare. ❜ ❛ how many times have i told you? you can’t visit me here. ❜ ❛ we can’t fix this. can we? ❜ ❛ are you going to kill me? ❜ ❛ it’s not like you can stop me. ❜ ❛ it’s not safe for people to see us together. ❜ ❛ take me with you. ❜ ❛ some risks are worth taking. ❜ ❛ let them go. take me instead. ❜ ❛ what do you want in exchange for it? ❜ ❛ is being drunk an excuse? ❜ ❛ promise me you won’t overreact. ❜ ❛ how can i possibly trust you? after all you’ve done. ❜ ❛ how long have you been standing there? ❜ ❛ why did you wake me? ❜ ❛ i’m not here to talk about my feelings. ❜ ❛ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ❜ ❛ for some reason, i’m attracted to you. ❜ ❛ promise me? ❜ ❛ it’s nothing, i’m just tired. ❜ ❛ i feel safe with you. ❜ ❛ i don’t need your help. ❜ ❛ i think i have a bit more experience with this thing than you do. ❜ ❛ no way, i’m not doing that. ❜ ❛ i do care. ❜ ❛ you snore in your sleep. it’s adorable. ❜ ❛ i have a spare bed. ❜ ❛ you’re very kind. some day it’ll get you killed. ❜ ❛ you’ll always have a home with me. ❜ ❛ of course i care. you’re my family. ❜ ❛ you shouldn’t insult people that are bigger than you. ❜ ❛ i never wanted to hurt you. ❜ ❛ i swear it wasn’t me. ❜ ❛ we can just sit here, you don’t have to talk. ❜ ❛ did you miss me? ❜ ❛ this isn’t just about you. it’s about what’s best for all of us. ❜ ❛ you can never admit when you’re wrong! ❜ ❛ is this what you wanted? ❜ ❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜ ❛ sorry to put you through that. i guess i owe you one now. ❜ ❛ the only time you talk to me is when you need something. ❜ ❛ i’m still learning. ❜ ❛ if you have something to say, spit it out. ❜ ❛ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ❜ ❛ i’m on your side. ❜ ❛ i risked my life for you! ❜ ❛ whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is no. ❜ ❛ you can stay with me. ❜ ❛ i just need time. ❜ ❛ please don’t do this, don’t act like you care. ❜ ❛ who the hell invited you? ❜ ❛ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ❜ ❛ i just wanted to say i’m sorry. ❜ ❛ think of it as a compliment. ❜ ❛ do you ever stop being so serious and dull? ❜ ❛ it’s rare to see your kind around here. ❜ ❛ you remember me. that’s good. ❜ ❛ you’re a terrible flirt you know. ❜ ❛ are you kidding me? we’re not ‘fine’! ❜ ❛ right now i wish i was dead. ❜ ❛ i guess i should’ve told you. ❜ ❛ you’re not alone. i’m here. ❜ ❛ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ❜ ❛ knowledge is power. ❜ ❛ you scared me. ❜ ❛ well, what’s so strange about that? ❜ ❛ don’t look at me like that. ❜ ❛ i want to be there when you get what’s coming to you. ❜ ❛ just who do you think you are? ❜ ❛ you look… amazing. ❜ ❛ we’re safe, aren’t we? ❜ ❛ you know, i really hoped i’d never see this place again. ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. get away from me. ❜ ❛ i thought you’d like this. ❜ ❛ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❜ ❛ what’s that smug look for? you think you can do any better? ❜ ❛ who did you piss off this time? ❜ ❛ you should’ve thought about that before you got into a fight. ❜ ❛ i only wanted to help. ❜ ❛ you knew and you didn’t tell me? ❜ ❛ you don’t scare me. ❜ ❛ wow, look who remembered my existence. ❜ ❛ change isn’t easy. ❜ ❛ why did you help me? ❜ ❛ why do you hate me? ❜ ❛ i can’t even trust myself anymore. ❜ ❛ i was making sure you weren’t dead, since you never called. ❜ ❛ you look awful. what happened? ❜ ❛ are you here to kill me? ❜ ❛ you know you aren’t allowed in here, right? ❜ ❛ was that a friend of yours? ❜ ❛ two years later and you haven’t changed. ❜ ❛ you look like you just saw a ghost. ❜ ❛ nobody tells me what to do. ❜ ❛ you’re too scared to do it, aren’t you? ❜ ❛ come on. it can’t be that bad. ❜ ❛ i hope to repay your kindness someday. ❜ ❛ just let me do this for you. ❜ ❛ why were they coming after you? ❜ ❛ how many people have you killed? how many? ❜ ❛ how much do you value your life? ❜ ❛ you don’t know when to give up, do you? ❜ ❛ don’t lie to me. ❜ ❛ i’m not sober enough to talk about this. ❜ ❛ have a drink with me. ❜

[griefdestined]

plotted starter / @timerogued

          The planet he’s sent to is a relatively smaller one and the population is not as large as others, but when a planet expresses interest in joining the Republic, the Republic does not hesitate. The more allies against the Separatists the better. Force only knows why he’s sent to see over negotiations. Well actually, that’s a stupid thought. He isn’t called The Negotiator for nothing. But surely, a Senator would be better suited for this job. Nevertheless, it’s a welcome break from the pain and exhaustion that comes with battle, despite how much he despises politics.

The Negotiator ship is orbiting overhead while he and Cody are flown down for the meeting in a shuttlecraft. There’s no need for an entire entourage of soldiers when he’s only representing the Republic to start peace negotiations. As he leaves the shuttle with Cody at his side, the Jedi gives the Welcome Committee a traditional bow in greeting with a soft smile - one he knows is reassuring and warm. 

          Yet before he can even say anything, one of the guards walks up to the government official and whispers in their ear. Not one to intrude, Obi-Wan merely gives Cody a quick glance to which his response is a shrug. 

“I apologize Master Kenobi, but it seems that we’re going to have to place you under arrest.”

          Obi-Wan nearly sputters, “Wha-” 

While Cody interrupts, “Now wait a minute.”

          The guards flank Obi-Wan and grab his arms, the grip is firm but not meant to hurt him. As Cody immediately goes to his aid, the General shakes his head. “No need Cody, I’m sure this is all a misunderstanding.” The Marshal Commander doesn’t look happy in the slightest with the order, but he complies either way. 

Obi-Wan’s lightsaber is taken from his person and then he’s led to a speeder. “If you don’t mind me asking, for what exactly am I being arrested,” he asks once settled in the back seat, handcuffed hands resting on his lap. 

          “Larceny and aggravated assault.”

“Hm.” is all he replies wondering how in the Force he managed to get arrested the second he steps on a new planet. If Master Qui-Gon were here he sure would find this predicament amusing. Soon enough, he’s being escorted into a cell and the doors are closing shut behind him. It’s a comfortable cell, obviously the citizens here are well taken care of. But for now he’ll have to put his faith in Cody to get him out of this mess. The last thing he wants is a political upheaval and ruining this treaty with his bad luck. 

[timerogued]

being  arrested  for  something  he  was  currently  in  the  process  of  doing  ,  how  incredibly  rude  !  the  enforcers  could  have  waited  until  the  item  was  actually  stolen  in  the  first  place  before  making  assumptions  .  they’d  be  right  ,  of  course  ,  and  obviously  the  knocked  out  soldiers  trying  to  protect  the  artefact  in  the  first  place  looked  incriminating  but  no  one  could  have  proved  he  was  the  one  to  do  it  !  right  ?  but  come  to  think  of  it  ,  kih’lar  had  seemed  a  little  shifty  the  first  time  they  met  -  ah  .  yeah  it  was  a  set  up  .  totally  uncalled  for  .  

least  the  prison  he’d  been  chucked  into  looked  nice  .  roomy  ,  not  like  the  one  on  enhila  one  .  now  that  place  could  use  some  pillows  or  something  comfortable  to  sit  on  .  the  cell’s  dark  ,  walls  are  surprisingly  wet  considering  the  warm  arid  conditions  of  the  planet  outside  .  done  on  purpose  ,  maybe  ,  jack  thinks  to  himself  while  aimlessly  wandering  the  small  space  .  it’s  no  use  .  sighing  ,  he  finds  himself  flopping  to  the  floor  in  the  hopes  he  could  come  up  with  a  plan  to  escape  .

only  half  an  hour  passes  before  he  hears  the  similar  footsteps  echo  down  the  hall  and  at  first  he  assumes  it’s  to  read  out  the  charges  and  his  punishment  .  except  there’s  a  familiar  sound  of  chains  accompanying  those  steps  and  it’s  only  when  the  doors  are  unlocked  does  jack  make  out  a  second  figure  being  shoved  in  .  oh  .  this  was  going  to  be  delightful  .  a  plan  already  in  formation  when  the  guards  turn  and  walk  away  .  

“  y’know  there’s  probably  some  misunderstandin’  us  bein’  in  this  cell  .  can’t  think  why  they’d  shove  someone  in  ‘ere  covered  in  robes  n’  all  ,  y’look  like  some  sort’ve  monk  and  i  doubt  monks  do  stuff  illegally  .  ”   he’s  chatting  some  bollocks  .  but  he  keeps  himself  concealed  in  the  corner  of  the  room  ,  hand  raising  to  rake  through  gelled  spikes  .   “  an’  me  bein’  some  innocent  bystander  .  there’s  bound  to  be  an  escape  here  somewhere  .”  

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hello  i  am  #notdead  and  recently  just  watched  the  first  three  eps  of  moon  kn/ight  and  jack  basically  came  into  my  head  just  to  yell  abt  how  he  doesn’t  have  to  turn  the  entire  sky  just  to  see  what  the  stars  looked  like  on  that  night  bc  he  could  jusT  TAKE  EVERYONE  THERE  INSTEAD  WHY  IS  HE  NEVER  CALLED  UPON  TO  HELP  

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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍’𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄?  

#TIMEROGUED  is  an  independent,  selective,  and  private  roleplay  blog  for  a  mutant  original  character.  established  in  2016,  rebooted  in  2021,  written  and  adored  by  ewan  (they/them,  21+).  UK  based.     template cred. 

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soulstcne.

“  IT’S  ALWAYS  THE  OLD  WHITE  MEN,  ISN’T  IT?  “          she  shakes  her  head  with  weary  disappointment.  but  despite  the  particularly  glum  nature  of  jack’s  conversational  topic,  she  finds  herself  relaxing  and  enjoying  his  company.  frankly,  when  he’s  gone,  the  place  just  isn’t  the  same.  who  else  can  she  discuss  the  many  failings  of  society  with,  without  it  becoming  a  nihilistic  rant?  if  not  jack,  then  who  can  one  remark  upon  the  historical  disasters  of  man,  while  still  maintaining  hope  and  faith  in  that  same  species?  she’s  already  cutting  him  a  fresh  slice  of  cake,  mind  traveling  easily  and  seamlessly  to  the  new  and  unusual  uses  for  ice  cream  scoops.          “  jesus.  you  might  as  well  head  into  the  kitchen  and  take  away  all  the  utensils!  i  can  only  imagine  the  excitement  over  a  sieve  and  a  pair  of  tongs.  “          she  grins,  sliding  over  the  plate  and  leaning  against  the  counter  with  a  slight  hum  of  amusement.          “  you  know,  i’m  overjoyed  to  have  you  back  again,  but  i  do  find  myself  wondering…  where  did  your  historical  travels  lead  you  to  this  time?  “

❛  no  matter  where  you  are,  it’s  always  the  old  white  men.  at  this  point  i  don’t  even  listen  to  any  old  history  books  i  once  enjoyed  knowin’  who  they  were  written  by,  goin’  back  and  experiencing  those  histories  for  what  they  really  were  and  ignorin’  men  paints  a  far  more  colourful  picture.  ❜  

he  slowly  catches  himself  mid  rant  and  does  everything  possible  to  stop  that.  no  one  wants  to  hear  old  ramblings  of  a  professor  inside  a  cafe,  potentially  leading  others  into  the  argument  which  jack  also  doesn’t  want.  but  it  was  true,  history  changes  once  you  start  questioning  how  it  was  written  in  the  last  few  hundred  years  -  all  by  old  white  men  with  the  same  agenda.  instead,  steel  greys  catch  a  glimpse  of  cake  aisling  begins  to  cut  and  his  shit-eating  grin  only  starts  to  grow.   ❛  hm  !  you  kid  but  we  do  use  sieves  on  site.  granted  they’re  specifically  made  for  us  and  used  to  separate  different  coarse  soils  but  there  ain’t  no  sight  like  a  bunch  of  hungover  students  usin’  glorified  sieves  to  make  sure  no  finds  have  been  lost.  ❜   murmurs  of  thank  yous  are  passed  as  hands  graciously  accept  the  plate  of  cake,  fork  already  in  the  process  of  cutting.

❛  prehistoric  anatolia.  only  like,  chalcolithic  to  early  bronze  age  period  mind.  got  a  seminar  comin’  up  an’  wanted  to  see  for  myself  the  world  before  divin’  into  scholar’s  interpretations.  ❜   fork  load  of  cake  stops  jack  momentarily,  a  moment  of  bliss  shown  on  his  face.   ❛  could  always  take  ya,  if  you  wanted.  great  cake,  by  the  way.  ❜  

[ewansbeard]

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Jack, after picking up something he thought was an artefact but was just a stone: throws it away because it wasnt anything important.

the ghost of someone who lived in the area watching this strange man throw away their favourite rock:

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the way how they both simultaneously mimic the puppet going limp 🥺

[tha3]

𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄

‘  I  feel  like  you  always  understand  about  20%  of  what’s  happening.  ’ ‘  starting  right  now  no  one  may  go  outside  under  any  circumstances.  ’ ‘  there’s  something  wrong  about  that  but  I  can’t  put  my  finger  on  what  it  is.  ’ ‘  I  just  want  us  all  to  be  together.  separate  houses,  obviously.  ’ ‘  well,  the  nightmare  continues.  ’ ‘  that  is  the  nicest  and  only  thing  anyone  has  said  to  me  in  thirty  years.  ’ ‘  I  came  up  with  hundreds  of  plans  in  my  life  and  only  one  of  them  got  me  killed.  ’ ‘  that  wasn’t  my  fault.  I  was  texting.  ’ ‘  I’m  a  naughty  bitch.  ’ ‘  obviously,  earth  is  cancelled.  ’ ‘  do  you  have  a  second  to  eat  my  farts?  ’ ‘  first  up,  we  fill  his  acoustic  guitar  with  wet  cat  food.  ’ ‘  it’s  not  real,  and  neither  are  you.  ’ ‘  isn’t  there  someone  else  better  you  could  ask?  like  literally  anyone  else?  ’ ‘  that’s  what  I  wrote?  that’s  meaningless.  ’ ‘  I’ve  definitely  never  seen  the  word  ‘pants-tent’  used  so  many  times.  ’ ‘  now  the  thing  I  said  right  after  we  kissed  will  always  be  ‘hot  diggity  dog’!  ’ ‘  like….  why?  oh,  and  also….  how?  ’ ‘  I  once  got  lost  on  an  escalator.  ’ ‘  I  am  attractive,  yes.  ’ ‘  new  ideas  are  gross.  they  sicken  me.  ’ ‘  in  a  nutshell,  it  slaps.  ’ ‘  caring  just  seems  like  a  lot  of  work.  ’ ‘  I  can’t  high-five  that!  no  matter  how  badly  I  want  to.  ’ ‘  she  makes  the  bass  drop….  in  my  heart.  ’ ‘  I  was  dropped  into  a  cave,  and  you  were  my  flashlight.  ’ ‘  send  nude  pics  of  your  heart  to  me.  ’ ‘  are  ghosts  racist?  ’ ‘  I  am  returning  my  damn  essence  to  the  damn  fabric  of  the  damn  universe.  ’ ‘  I  thought  you  were  at  least  gonna  pretend  to  fight  me  on  that,  but  whatever.  ’ ‘  no  offense,  but  you’re  being  a  real  smooth-brain  right  now.  ’ ‘  I’m  going  to….  start  crying.  ’ ‘  hi.  shut  up.  I’m  confident  now.  ’ ‘  I’m  gonna  do  the  evil  speech  now.  ’ ‘  you  got  dreams  in  life?  that’s  lit.  ’ ‘  I  have  a  question  for  you:  are  you  out  of  your  damn  mind?  ’ ‘  you’re  like  the  pam  anderson  boob-motorcycle  of  people.  ’ ‘  sometimes  you  just  gotta  chuck  a  Moltov  cocktail  at  a  drone  and  see  what  happens.  ’ ‘  I  hope  my  early  successes  make  up  for  the  mess  I’ve  become,  like  facebook,  or  america.  ’ ‘  to  be  fair,  I  only  think  that  because  it’s  true  and  I’m  right.  ’ ‘  I’m  gonna  go  eat  a  knife.  ’ ‘  screw  this!  let’s  fight!  ’ ‘  you  really  junked  your  jeans  on  this  one,  you  butterface.  ’ ‘  yeah,  I  have  about  a  billion  objections  to  this.  ’ ‘  you  haven’t  responded  to  any  of  the  dank  memes  I’ve  sent.  ’ ‘  the  other  possible  medical  diagnosis  is  that  you’re  just  a  bit  of  a  dick.  ’ ‘  it’s  not  a  joke!  I’m  a  legit  snack!  ’ ‘  well,  I’ve  narrowed  it  down  to  two  possibilities:  yes  and  no.  ’ ‘  take  it  sleazy.  ’