This is a free-for-all mess of stupid personal stories, various pictures, and the occasional rp. I will be getting up a list of muses in the coming days.
++On RPs: Since this blog is, well a mess, any rp posts will be tagged 'rp' as well as with the name of the partner rper and muse(s) I'm writing for. If it has none of these, assume it's the usual crap I post whenever. If you want to rp drop me a message and we'll get it set up!++
"Simula…cum? Man dat shit sounds nasty, but alright whateva. Ya say it’s ‘presumably’ powerless, dat means ‘probably not’ right? So… If ya wrong, then dat means we should all be scared shitless or get disembowled or somethin’?" Ben scoffed, waving his hand. "Sounds like a good plan ta me."
Adrian nodded in answer to the questions. "Yeah, if I’m wrong, then this terrifying ‘Rake’ creature will supposedly appear within the hour and kill us all." He gave a chuckle. “Preposterous notion, as you say. We have nothing to fear.” He paused. “… You’re not this ‘Rake’ being, are you?”
"An hour huh?" The young bostonian paused to consider the notion, running his hand over his chin thoughtfully. If he was fast enough there was a lot of things he could get done in an hour. He shook the notion off however. "Well, we’ll just have ta kill da fucka first if ya were wrong then won’t we mister ‘it’s-probably-not-real’?" Ben puffed out his scrawny chest, the notion did nothing whatsoever to make the one-armed runner intimidating. Though at Adrian’s question he stopped, looked at himself, then gave an evil grin with his hand in the air, a mock claw shape. "I’m totally dis Rake guy! I’M GUNNA STEAL ALL YA LEAVES!"
Okay so he had no idea at all who the Rake actually was.
I like how Mother Gothel finds a bar with sounds of men singing echoing from it and she’s all like
yep rapunzel is definitely here
I’M LITERALLY A PIECE OF SHIT WHEN IT COMES TO KEEPING IN TOUCH WITH PEOPLE ONLINE OKAY I STILL KNOW YOU EXIST AND I STILL LOVE YOU I JUST AM A PIECE OF SHIT OKAY