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And I can’t get it back.”
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“I’ve gazed into the abyss, and instead of looking back, the abyss has stolen my soul.
And I can’t get it back.”
Home//Rules//About//Headcanons
10+ years RP experience
Crossover/OC/Multiples friendly
Doin a Muuuurrrrder?
Is everyone DEAD?!
PSA: This RP Blog is firmly Anti-AI.
There's been somebody (or some people) using anonymous messages going around certain RPC's threatening people that if they don't become less selective and write with them, they'll use their writing to feed an AI so they can write with that instead.
Not only is this weird and blatantly creepy, as people are allowed to be as selective as they please and threatening someone only looks bad on your end. Even outside of the broad debates about AI, AI generated work has no place in the RPC, a collaborative hobby between artists and writers to engage with another human being.
This blog will not engage with people who openly use AI to generate writing, graphics, or whatever the machine coughs out with stolen work. AI's are well documented to scrape different places for data. You are using stolen work. AI generated content, writing especially, goes against what the RPC stands for. End of story.
Please un-learn guilt-tripping, not only in the RPC, but in online spaces as a whole.
This is a passive behavior that people may not even realize that they're even engaging with. I understand wanting asks, starters, replies, or any engagement with this collaborative hobby. However, a lot of people say things such as;
'I wish more people would interact with me...' 'My (canon muse) isn't as good as other (canon muses) in the rpc...' 'I should just delete... Nobody's writing with me...' '(reblogs open starter again) #some replies would be nice...'
I hate to be blunt, but ask yourself. When was the last time you sent your mutuals some asks, anonymous or not? When was the last time you replied to someone else's open starter? I understand being in a bad funk, but there are better ways to deal with those negative emotions that don't involve guilting your follower-base for not engaging with you constantly. You can't be possessive of your following and expect them to be happy to engage with you. Your writing partners are people, too.
Please stop guilting people, and recognize when you may be doing it when phrasing things in specific ways. Un-learn passive aggressive engagement with your following and partners as a whole. Put yourself out there if you think other people aren't. Be the writing partner that uplifts people, not make them feel 'obligated' to engage with you. Please.
This blog will not RP with 'writers' who use AI.
This goes for anything about your blog by the way. Not just writing, but icons, graphics, anything having to do with your blog. Even if you're not transparent about it and think that the AI is 'so good nobody will notice', people will find out, we always do.
This is a creative hobby. Most rational people will understand that not everyone can have fancy graphics & icons, but that doesn't mean you have a machine pull from 100,000+ stolen & scraped pieces of art & other images from multiple unknowing creatives to cobble something together to supposedly make your blog look 'nicer'.
Either make your own icons / graphics, and/or commission someone to make them for you. There's also plenty of free templates for you to check out that take less effort to find than feeding a prompt that's currently responsible for making life harder for creatives such as us. End of.
Deadpool (2016) Sentence Starters
"Shit... did I leave the stove on?"
"You're my hero!"
"No, no, no, THAT I ain't."
"I had another Liam Neeson nightmare."
"You know, they made three of those movies. At some point you have to wonder if he's just a bad parent."
"What the SHIT?"
"I'm gonna wait out here, okay?"
"Fake laughter. Hiding real pain."
"I'm about to do to you what Limp Bizkit did to music in the late 90s."
"Yeah, technically, this is murder."
"Love is blind, ____."
"This shit's gonna have nuts in it."
"You're a lovely lady/man, but I'm saving myself for ____."
"That's why I brought him/her."
"Do you like what you see?"
"Your face is the stuff of nightmares."
"Like a testicle with teeth."
"You will die alone."
"You look like an avocado had sex with an older, more disgusting avocado."
"So, am I suppose to just smile and wave you out the door?"
"Think of it like spring cleaning."
"Life is an endless series of trainwrecks with only brief, commercial-like breaks of happiness."
"Finish fucking her the fuck up."
"Language, please."
"Suck a cock!"
"I'd go with you, but... I don't want to."
"If your right leg is Thanksgiving and your left leg is Christmas, can I visit you between the holidays?"
"Maximum effort."
"I'd say that you sound like an infomercial. But not a good one, like Slap Chop, more Shake Weight-y."
"Do you want any clothes that are not monochromatic? Have fun at your midnight showing of Blade II."
"Listen ___, if I never see you again, I want you to know that I love you very much."
"Wanna get fucked up?"
"Have you decided what you're gonna say to her?"
"Fuck me!"
"I don't have time for your goody two-shoes bullshit right now!"
"Why such a douche this morning?"
"Why don't you do us all a favor and shut the fuck up."
"Today was about as much fun as a sandpaper dildo."
"Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you."
"You can't buy love, but you can rent it for three minutes!"
"That's the shit emoji. You know the turd with the smiling face and the eyes. I thought it was chocolate yogurt for so long."
"You're really gonna fuck this up for me?"
"You've got something in your teeth."
"Do you have an off switch?"
"We have everything we need now."
"I swear to God, I will find you in the next life and I'm gonna boom-box Careless Whisper outside your window."
"Ever had a cigarette put out on your skin?"
"That was not mean! I'm proud of you!"
"I'm gonna need all the guns."
"What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"Seltzer water and lemon for blood."
"It reeks like old lady pants in here."
"Your crazy matches my crazy. Big time."
"Four or five moments. That's all it takes to become a hero."
Astarionisms!
Gods, how are we not there yet? My feet are killing me.
What in the sweet hells were you thinking!?
I was right there!
Gods. Do you have any idea how much that hurt?
Well, apparently there's a limit. Somewhere between a nice summer's day, and the FULL CONCENTRATED POWER OF THE SUN!!
That was the least you could do after dropping a building on me!
I admit I like this one's approach. A little genocidal, but effective.
You just want to team up with some blood stained killer? Because I'm fine with that.
So much for the cavalry riding to our rescue.
Well, that's a little dramatic, don't you think?
Why, she sounds positively demented. I love it. Let's tell her everything.
Now, I can't help but notice that one of us is positively drenched in blood, so...
Of course, what fun! I'm going to fucking kill you.
You have a manner of irresistible desperation about you... I like it.
Oh. Oh dear.
Rawr.
If the opportunity arises for me to become a more magnificent bastard than I already am, why turn it down?
If you're trying to encourage me, you're failing miserably.
Please, don't mind me. I'll just watch.
My only complaint is that you didn't want to share.
Nothing like a little camp drama to spice up the evening.
Wait, don't interrupt them. Let me do it.
I don't need a reflection to know this looks fabulous/
And to think people say size doesn't matter.
_____ wouldn't put up with this shit.
this blog is strictly anti AI. if you use it for writing rp replies, or making original characters, i won't hesitate to block you.
𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 & 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐧. 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝.
Reblog if you give permission for other characters to:
Hate yours
Be rude to yours
Become your character’s enemy
Be willing to attack/fight yours in a plot
Develop a bromance or platonic relationship
Have or receive UNreciprocated feelings with yours
Team up with your character against others
Otherwise engage in non-romantic interactions
"Does anyone else like, remember fruit?"
an older thing i found while sorting out the folders. still looks kinda pretty
pspsps outlast fandom
based on this
“ᵂʰᵉᵗʰᵉʳ ᴵ ᵉˢᶜᵃᵖᵉ ᵒʳ ᵈᶦᵉ ʰᵉʳᵉ, ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᶠʳᵉᵉ” Some Miles Upshur aesthetics for you
‘out of context D&D quotes’ starters p.3
“Ironically, tasting this blood is the most legal thing I’ve done all day.” “Stand back while I get touchy-feely with this door.” “Goddamn it guys, you’ve been in this jungle for five minutes and you’ve already given the indigenous tribes alcohol and taught them about war!” “Sir, if you have a moment, I’d like to talk to you about spiders.” “I mean, I just want to kill Rudolph.” “But I was screaming diplomatically!” “So… How’s it feel to be outshined by a bird?” “Okay, sounds like the lesbian power couple cover is a go.” “Do not hotbox the sin cube!” “Suck on that one, Anubis.” “’Punched’ is one word. ‘Fisted’ is another.” “Wow. Man arms. …. Marms.” “You know, I seem to remember you being a lot more gung-ho about this before you were on fire.” “Wait, shit, are we a cult now?” “My grandma fucked a dragon.” “You can’t kinkshame me! I’m the storyteller!” “From an architectural standpoint, we should set it on fire.” “How do you loose 10,000 oil-soaked rats?!” “My mom said you’re not allowed to kill me tonight.” “Not my brain! I use it to think! … Sometimes!” “Ah, so that’s who the butt belonged to.” “Spoiler alert, your parents are dead.” “You mean to tell me we busted a hole through the church for nothing?” “We should invent Christianity!” “We will get you tearaway pants. It’s just not our priority right now.” “So… Why did we hire the bear again?” “Where the fuck is the sexy tree?” “PLEASE don’t open any Hell portals in the car!” “Sorry ma’am, your basement is now cinders and a god of rats has cursed your family forever.” “I will eat a human femur one day, but today is not that day.” “It was in my chest cavity, I get to keep it!” “Who wants to desecrate a corpse?” “Goddamn it, you killed the sun.” “You can’t just call dibs on someone’s body parts.” “If we can fit five bodies in here, let’s fit five bodies in here.” “We are not starting a weasel slave market.” “I fell on a bullet that was going the speed of sound.” “You’re an MFD? What’s an MFD?” “Motha fuckin’ DOCTOR.” “Candles are really cheap. I’d like to buy infinite candles.” “Oh my god! They were alive when they were murdered!” “Are those monkey eggs?” “I’m going to punch the water! Fuck your hydrogen bonds!”