What is the Sand?

Hello listeners! Would you prefer to be called listeners or citizens? Oh it hardly matters... But, it is a fine day in Desert Bluffs I'd say! [[ Indie RP blog for Kevin R. Free from Welcome to Night Vale ]] [[ Possible Triggers for the following: -Blood -Gore -Violence ]]

[trustme-now-archive-blog]

Anons; you should mess with my character. Yes, yes, you should.

[wonderaboutsand]

[ when youre muse is really pissy it s hard to rp unless it s a thread where he can be pissy ]

[wonderaboutsand]

[ i m going to bed early tonight

i have stuff to do tomorrow

night all uvu]

[brastrapsonbitemarks]

[dark-owl-lucy]

and Zarquon knows we all have them…

[wonderaboutsand]

(([DUMPS A BUCKET OF FEBREEZE LIQUID ON KEVIN] NO. BAD. YOU DON'T DIG YOUR CLAWS INTO PEOPLE'S EYE SOCKETS.))

[ KJFHKJDFHDJ SM PLE AS E ]

[ Hissing noises ]

[wonderaboutsand]

[ -wheezes- oshitoshitoshitoshit kevin n o ]

[wonderaboutsand]

"Whoa! I've never seen anything like you before!" The blonde man leaned in, one eye examining the face of the strange, strange man before he tilted his head. "This is so exciting!"

The abomination looked up, startled by the sudden appearance of the floating stranger. Kevin spun around in his chair, blood smearing on his shoes. Blinking, he opened his sewn mouth and spoke, “You’ve given me quite a startle stranger!” As usual, his tone was far to joyous, “I can’t say I’ve seen someone as yourself in this small little town!” He practically shared the other abnormality’s excitement.

[cxpher-blog]

  Bill tried to use whatever magic he could muster up, blue flame surrounding him and then catching fire to the bloody floor, burning up all remnants and flammable objects in it’s path.

Writhing more, he screamed when his wrist was snapped, and his fingers flexed immediately to try and repair themselves and the muscle, but it would not work. Blood began to pour from the demon’s eye, immediately sizzling away in the raging fire. “Shut your mouth, you horrible excuse for a living being!”

[wonderaboutsand]

   Kevin’s eyes widened, a blueish glow from the fire reflecting in his hollow black orbs he had called eyes eyes. His studio... The man gritted his teeth and turned his attention back towards Bill. "Fix it!" The radio host scream was more of an angry and desperate cry. He didn't want his studio to be ruined; he'd be the one to have to take the blame.

   "Fix it now!" The monster shrieked again, pressing a finger into his opponents other eye. The sharp protein casing dug into and under Bill's lower eyelid.

[thedevilswillcry-deactivated201]

For one whole ask you can do whatever you please to my muse. You can kick them, punch them, kiss them, tell them anything, and my muse will not fight back.

[vocextenebrae]

SCOUT MASTER

and everyone’s competing for a love they won’t receive. [ indie WTNV rp blog. ]

YOOOOOOO

HEY CHECK IT OUT IT’S AN EARL HARLAN BLOG YA’LL SHOULD GO DO THE THING AND FOLLOW YE

[wonderaboutsand]

[ go follow the earl ]

[dancingspirals]

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

THEY HAVE FORGOTTEN HOW TO CAT

[prettylittledarkling]

It would appear I DO in fact have feline grace and agility. Smashing.

[aka-no-oujo-has-moved-blog]

Reblog if I have permission to barge into your ask box and RP with you.

[wonderaboutsand]

The radio host entered the club-- and stopped dead at the sight of his double up on stage under the spot light. If he'd been drinking something, it would have covered the two sitting in front of him. The women whistled and all he could do was /stare./ Because damn. Let's be real here; Kevin has some good moves.

Kevin’s knuckles turned white, gripping the chrome pole and pulling himself up from the floor, swinging upside down and wrapping his legs around the pole. He grinned, spotting Cecil and the entrance of the club. Slowly, the host slid down, bending over himself to stand on the podium once more.

[pumpkinfishes-deactivated202005]

quietly sneaks onto the night vale fanart train

guess who really likes Kevin~

[rp-ask-box-memes-blog-blog-blog]

You see my muse pole-dancing at a strip-club for the main event. What do you do about it?

[forgottenhale-deactivated201311]

[wonderaboutsand]

[ guess who got muses back

I got muSE baCk ]

[fconvicted]

i doodled kevin in my sketch book

[shadowofanassassin-archive-blog]

(Vex and I were discussing like What if pan was spending more and more time around Kevin while he broadcasted And he never really let her talk so one time during the broadcast she steals the mic for the intro Askdkfjsk)

[babygrandd-archive]

OH MY GOD