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@txuch
Last time I was active on this blog was two months ago & it lasted about two weeks, but I just really love Adam too much to let go entirely & I keep lurking around here. To be honest I really miss this blog ( mostly because of all the beaut blogs I used to stalk ) and I think I might dare to fire up some small interactions on here again. Soooo, like for a small-ish starter?
suddenly I really miss this muse.
piratequeenintraining:
College students only have 2 levels of stress:
1) I don’t give a fuck
2) OH MY GOD IF I CAN’T DO THIS MY LIFE IS OVER I’M GONNA HAVE TO WORK AT MCDONALDS
There is no in between.
let's do a weird headcanon thing.
1. What they smell like: Leather, cigarettes & mints
2. What music they enjoy: Classical music mainly
3. How much time they spend getting ready every morning: Hardly any. Though, he does put in considerate thought in to what he wears, but otherwise he's not that alert in the mornings.
4. Their favorite thing to collect: postcards
5. Left or right-handed: left
6. Religion (if any): Doesn't care much for religion at all.
7. Favorite sport: Football
8. Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling: 1) Museums, 2) Diners, 3) Bars
9. Favorite kind of weather: Clear autumn midday.
10. A weird/obscure fear they have: He's secretly superstitious. No ladders, black cats or salt.
11. The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: He lacks all coordination. So none. He always loses.
I'm { nobody } I'm just a { student }
✙ Independent Yoko Suzuki Blog
✙ Multiship & Multiverse
✙ Belongs mainly to the Resident Evil fandom, but will interact with anyone
✙ Currently slightly selective due to heavy workload; otherwise hardly selective
✙ Mun has about 7 years of roleplaying experience, of which one year on tumblr
✙ OC, Crossover & AU friendly
✙ Will use gifs, icons or nothing; whatever you are comfortable with
✙ Will contain triggering material. All triggers will be tagged, and some put under read-more.
biography - rules - message - open starters
So, because I'm dumb and I've been falling back to my old resident evil obsession, I'm thinking about making a RE roleplay blog? I'm intimidated as fuck, because it's not a h u g e fandom and I don't really feel adequate but I am determined to at least try. My only problem is choosing muse. When I say I have an obsession with Resident Evil, I fucking mean it mateys, I have an endless supply of adoration and love for these dumb ass characters and choosing between them is v not cool. A n y w a y, I thought I could ask for help? I don't know if any of my followers actually played the RE games, or have any sort of grasp of the characters, but I thought I could try. I've managed to narrow the list down to seven, but idk. Any help will be appreciated here friends.
Jill Valentine Probably one of my top three favourite female characters of all time, including movies & books. There's already plenty of hella gorgeous blogs playing her though?
Claire Redfield Claire is the character that I first had in mind, but there's a fuckton RP blogs of her already, and in a relatively small fandom it seems hella unnecessary to make another.
Yoko Suzuki Yoyoyo, this is probs the second after Claire? I just think Yoko is a hella great character with supero potential. I just find it really hard to find a fc for her?
Ada Wong Just the love of my life. Fact. Ada fucking dominates Resident Evil. I don't know how many Ada Wong's there are already, but my bet is quite a few.
Luis Sera Because Luis Sera. I've had so many male muses now that I'm actually looking for a female muse, but I mean Luis Sera is the exception because Luis Sera.
Rebecca Chambers Rebecca is probs the cutest thing ever. She has a lot of potential and I'd just love to play her; but again, I've found some already existing blogs that fuckn rock so it doesn't seem hella great to make another blog in a relatively small fandom?
Sorry about the inactivity. I'll try to log on later today and get some replies done. Sorry for the wait.
My Dad’s a vampire scientist who wants to experiment on you because you probably have some kind of special ability. Was what she wanted to tell him. The truth. But she was scared to betray her father. She wasn’t sure why, as she had yet to, but she had a feeling he wouldn’t take it well. And she didn’t think she had the confidence in her that her brother did to stand up to him. “I’m not sure…Dad just said he found you injured and brought you back here to help you.” She felt disgustingly ashamed for lying to him. Her father did not help humans, no matter how special they were or not. He either subjected them to painful experiments and torture or turned them into a vampire to see if their abilities passed over into immortality. Neither fate was ideal. Her mother had been one of his experiments and she had been the result.
'This isn't right; something is very wrong here. I need to get out.' Adam thought and averted his eyes from the other person. Of course he wanted to believe her, he even mustered some benefit of a doubt but could reach no further than that. Something was not alright here and either Adam as w r o n g or the sweet girl was a l i a r. Adam straightened his back, slowly starting to cope with the massive pressure between his temples. He knows that he got to calm down. He had some history of panicking and accidentally sending people headfirst in to absolutely uncalled for panic attacks, and he'd rather not have the only person that could get him out of there reduced to that state. He forced his breath to even out and his racing heart to slow. " Your dad sounds like a pretty great guy " he said, keeping his eyes settled on her. Looking at her he noticed she didn't look to be feeling all that good either. He lightly brushed his hair back and nodded slightly, keeping as calm as he could. " What's your name? "
“I’d say sorry to disappoint,
but I take it you’re used to being wrong.”
“I hope you realize if we’re stuck in here much longer someone’s gonna fucking die”
" Yes I guess I was wrong actually. You're not Paul Rudd, you're Paul Rude "
" That is a brilliant analysis. I'm so glad I'm stuck in here with y o u instead of someone actually productive, you know. I'm just so grateful for u s "
“ That’s strong coming from you, Victor Hugo.
shut up and get the fucking door open ”
” —who is Paul Rudd anyway? “
" oh my god, it r e a d s. I'd gladly open the doors for you princess, but last time I checked you'd need a k e y "
"---- shit, how have you not seen Paul Rudd? I'd figure a shit like you only had movies to turn to for at least artificial affection "
" a g h a s t ? “
“ Don’t strain yourself, schmuck vocabulary doesn’t suit you “
" Schmuck ? R e a l l y ? I can't use aghast but you can use s c h m u c k ? Out of all the people in the world, I get locked up with Paul Rudd "
" —Give me a moment and I’ll find a way to blame you for this ”
" Doesn't blaming me come to you naturally? -----I'm a g h a s t "
" Bad news, sunshine. This one's locked for good "
"Um…I-I….You’re safe." Was all she could muster up when her father’s ‘patient’ had awoken unexpectedly. Jen didn’t really know what had caused her father to experiment on him, but she didn’t question her father’s methods. She’d just been asked to watch him while him and her sisters had gone out hunting. "You were just injured…my Dad’s a doctor…" Lies. It was all lies. What was he going to do to this man? Jen wasn’t sure she wanted to know. Just do as you’re told. It was safer that way.
Adam tried to focus his blurred vision on the woman speaking, but had to bite down a painful groan, feeling a grim headache rise between his temples. He lowered his face onto his hands, trying to cope with the nauseating dizziness that forced him to remain seated. He feared he could hardly trust his own two legs to carry his weight at the moment. With a sharp intake of breath he straightened his back and gave a confused look around him. He had absolutely no memory of how he came to be here, what so ever. Something was wrong. Something had to be wrong.
" What happened? How did I--" another sharp sting of the gruesome headache cut him short and he realized getting worked up would only turn bad to worse. He sighed and tried to calm himself down. " Do you know what happened to me? " he asked with the calmest voice he could muster.
" Excuse me but... where am I ? "
;;out of character
I’ve been thinking about sneaking back to this account for a while. I’ve now started University and I have my first examination in less than two weeks, so I won’t be a c t i v e per say, but you know… I might lurk around?
