this blog is mutuals only and i'll only write with those above 18, please respect this. If I follow you, I want to write with you! Don't hesitate to send unprompted things or tag me in stuff i love to see it.
2. This blog is also oc and crossover friendly! please indulge my creature and let him make plenty of dynamics
3. I use small text in replies sometimes, but if you struggle to read it, please let me know and i will change it for our threads
4. There will likely be depictions, both written and visual, of gore and violence. all will be tagged accordingly, but please let me know if i should tag anything that upsets you
5. In regards to nsfw stuff, I'm not opposed to it, but i don't care much for writing smut should it arise. i'll mostly likely fade to black before things get heated. On that note The Creature is not picky with partners so go nuts
6. my activity varies due to me having multiple blogs and having a life. i work and have real life priorities, so i shan't always be here, please respect this. however, you absolute can poke me for ooc replies bc i can be scatter brained!
7. IMPORTANT. Bigotry and wilful ignorance will not be tolerated here. Rp is a hobby, and fiction is a great place to explore the unsanitary aspects of humanity. However, I expect others to be critical of the media they consume. Not everyone can escape into fiction; online or offline I, and other POC will experience bigotry in many forms so I don't want to hear anything about being "PC" or bringing politics into things. My existence as a queer black person was made political and it will be online and offline. I'm not one to make posts telling people who they can and cannot follow, but I will call out shitty behaviour and block if it's not corrected. Racism, homophobia, transphobia, antisemitism, zionism etc, is not tolerated here.
๐ โ name(s) & pronouns
๐ โ gender and/or sexuality
๐ โ age and/or birthday
๐ย โ time zone
๐ย โ single or taken?
โญ๏ธ โ sun, moon, & rising signs, if known
๐ญ โ MBTI and/or enneagram, if known
โย โ three adjectives that describe you
โค๏ธย โ what are some of your best qualities?
๐ย โ what are some of your worst qualities?
โจย โ what would you change about yourself, if anything?
๐ย โ what and/or who do you consider near and dear to you?
๐ย โ what vehicle(s) do you drive?
โ๏ธย โ ever traveled anywhere interesting?
โจ๏ธย โ what operating system(s) do you use?
๐ฑ โ mobile or desktop version of tumblr?
๐ฅย โ favorite platform besides tumblr?
๐ฎย โ favorite video game(s)?
๐ฑย โ any cool devices/tool(s) of the trade? (i.e. type of mouse, monitor, keyboard, tablet, etc)
๐ โ any piercings?
๐ โ want any (more) piercings?
๐ โ any tattoos?
๐ โ want any (more) tattoos?
๐ย โ favorite holiday(s)?
๐ โ favorite food(s)?
๐ฆ โ favorite ice cream flavor(s)?
๐ฐย โ favorite sweet(s)/dessert(s)?
๐ถ โ any pets?
๐ย โ celebrity crush(es)?
๐ โ any career desires?
๐ย โ if youโre in college, whatโs your level (undergrad, grad, phd, etc) and/or degree program?
๐ย โ what annoys you?
๐ถ โ favorite song at the moment?
๐ โ favorite book/series?
๐งถ โ any non-writing hobbies/interests?
๐บ โ favorite movie(s) and/or tv show(s)?
๐ย โ does your url have a meaning? if so, what is it?
โ๏ธ โ how long have you been roleplaying on tumblr?
โ๏ธ โ what other platforms have you roleplayed on?
๐ โ what is/are your favorite genre(s)/theme(s) to write?
๐ค โ what genre(s)/theme(s) do you struggle to write the most?
๐ โ whatโs your favorite part about being part of the rpc?
๐ค โ what do you dislike the most about being part of the rpc?
๐ป โ how many friends have you made in the rpc? feel free to tag a few of them!
๐งย โ do you write while listening to music/podcasts/videos/etc, or do you need total silence?
๐คย โ are there any rpc mutuals that youโd like to meet irl?
๐ย โ are there any rpc mutuals that youโve met irl before?
๐ย โ what was one of the greatest/happiest moments youโve had in the rpc?
๐คย โ what was one of the worst/most depressing moments youโve had in the rpc?
๐ณย โ what was your most embarrassing moment in the rpc?
๐ย โ what have you accomplished in the rpc that youโre proud of?
๐ซ โ how many friends are in your irl friend group(s)?
๐ โ what are some of your favorite things to do with your irl friends?
๐ โ what are some of your favorite things to do when you have some time to yourself?
๐ฏ โ share three random facts about yourself that your mutuals may not know about you.
Spotify starters, track 71 - Run away and hide from everyone. . .
Days of solitude pile upon my body like the winter snow. The chill sinks into my flesh, to my very bones, yet I do not shiver; better it be the cold of solitude that encompasses me than the blistering blaze of betrayal and berating scorn of mankind ! The cold, the dark, the howling winds, the biting rains โ though my pleasure dwindled in the death off all that was green, the elements formed around me a sort of shell that barred me from all others. I foraged berries, I cooked fish over my fire, and woke early to watch the pale sun rise upon me. My existence, though barren, was quiet, devoid of the unbearable tanglement of man and his judgement.
Thus, when I encountered the shivering form of a stranger on one of my forages, cowered beneath the splatter of his red cloak, snow casting upon damp dark locks, I made no effort to school my scowl, nor soften my monstrous countenance. Any man who dared face Nature in all Her silent violence without so much as a steed or layers upon his body was a fool who'd earned his ignoble demise. Twas the way of the world : adapt, or perish with the forgotten remains of those who came before. Adapt, for the goodwill of the living is as fickle as the winter sun ! Adapt, for the soft get eaten and no strength of mind or heart can stand to the cold's maw !
Yet, just as I make to turn, a sudden gust of wind lifts the stranger's cloak like the curious hand of a spectre, exposing for the briefest moment, his arm, dark and twisted like the roots of an oak tree. It is as if I, then, are rooted to the spot, staring from beneath my scarves at the limb even after that mischievous wind covers it once more.
โ I will bring you somewhere warm. โ I say as I stoop to lift his form, an action of which takes no effort. His frailty is as striking as the chill โ not for the first time, I curse the memory that howls in my ears of my own wretched self discarded into winter's maw, trembling with the agony of being, dying meat fumbling for a spark of warmth.
It might as well have been a lifetime ago, or the fiction of another's mind, for no longer do I gaze upon this world searching for the antidote to the sickness of my existence. Food soothes hunger, water soothes thirst, but I, irrevocably, go on.
โ Don't answer me. โ I growl to the man in my arms, though I am not certain if he had attempted to speak, or if he was even conscious enough to recognise and fear me. Nevertheless, I push into the wind, tracing my way back to the cabin that has become one of my few sources of comfort.
