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"I cant hear"
Roleplay blog for Young Nicolas Brown from Gangsta
{ sideblog for @Clumsyoracle}
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#{ out of tag }#hey it's a sideblog for @clumsyoracle#i hope i'm allowed to reblog this#since it's just same mun different blog#and i need to use this blog more often
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I am still alive I promise!! I just haven’t had much of a muse for Ik-soo in a long while, or any of my blogs. But now that schools started up again for me I need a distraction from all my stress, I hope to get on more!!
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He had complete control of the rising tides —-
—- And a medicine bag hanging at his side.
So went his rounds, one sad patient after another.
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Tag update I guess
#{ I want to protect him || main verse }#{ a change in ones form || shapshifter verse }#{ an older brother of sorts || young Nicolas and older Worick au }#{ the youngest prisoner here || Nanbaka au }#{ Young tag boy kept in chains || Slave verse }#{ out of tag }#mun.txt
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I need to update and fix this blogs theme, because I really love Nicolas and this doesn’t do his justice
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Tap the heart for a Benedetto in your ask! Might get kisses or maybe just some random love.
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Nicolas just stared at him, little did the man know he could read his lips just fine. He didn’t need to hear him to be able to understand him. He just bunched his jacket sleeve up in his hand as his arms hung down on his sides.
His tags moving ever so slightly as he breathed, he looked this man up and down, trying to determine weather or not he was a tag. Although it was hard, he couldn’t locate his tag if he had one and he couldn’t identify him by spell due to the thick fog of perfumes and other sent’s.
Nicolas stared at his hand, he didn’t really understand the gesture. He had watched the others shake hands before, but whenever he had tried to do so he was either beaten afterwards, spat on, or had his hands slapped away.
The twilight nodded to both of the questions, the men where threatening him because he was a tag. Insulting him and calling him ‘less then human’, and the fact he didn’t respond to their taunts only angered them more.
He knew he should be carrying a weapon, but all he had on him currently was a pocket knife. It was obvious that something as tiny as a pocket knife wouldn’t protect him in a fight from all of those men, he needed a bigger weapon. So there was no need in trying to anger or fight them.
The entire time Nicolas just stared at him, dull eyes unmoved from their spot. Staring up at the others face with a blank, emotionless, expression.
👑&&;- ah, so he didn’t know sign language… alden would just have to over-diction every word he said. he didn’t want to make the child feel stupid, though, so maybe he would just talk like normal, and if the boy didn’t understand him, then he would repeat his words. slower, and with more exaggerated lip movements.
👑&&;- tag or not, a child was a child. he knew better than to ask who his pick up job was for, though. if what he needed was in a place like this, than he couldn’t be working for any decent human being - especially since they were using a child to do their dirty work.
👑&&;- the tagged and untagged.. what difference did it make? they were all humans in the end, weren’t they?
👑&&;- standing up, he extends his hand out towards the boy. ❝ did those men pick on you because you’re a tag? ❞ looking at the dangling pieces of metal that clinked together with every chest heave due to breaths being inhaled, he lets out a sigh. ❝ you have to learn how to fight. dirty. they had a numbers advantage, and even though you’re a tag they were grown men - they still probably would have beaten you. until you grow stronger, you need to learn to disarm them; put on a show of being able to fight, or, better yet, get a weapon. these places aren’t kind to tags nor kids. you have to be able to defend yourself. ❞ why did he care so much about this boy? even as he speaks these words, his heart aches, and it’s a pain in the ass. he wanted to protect him - be there for him like he was just moments prior. maybe it was because he saw a bit of light in him in a world so cruel it snuffed out any semblance of hope the minute it made itself known.
#{verse: mercenary}#vetrorosa#gUESS WHO FOUND OUT HOW TO MAKE HIS TEXT SMALLER#ALSO SORRY FOR BEING GONE FOR SO LONG#I WAS SICK AND TESTING IS A BITCH
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Nicolas stood and watched the large group of men harass him, slowly trying to read what they were saying from their lips. But alas, they where going way to fast for him to keep up, he could only guess what they where saying.
Nico’s attention shifted to the weird looking man, the young mercenary watched him as he took down the thugs. Due to him speaking calmly and without laughing to distort what he was saying the young boy could read his lips, Nico was a bit taken back when he told them to piss off. The boy was a tag and had a weapon, the idea of this man coming to his rescue confused him. Maybe he just thought that Nico was a lower rank then he actually was?
When the man was keeling in front of him Nico looked him up and down, watching his every move. He stared at him like a hawk. He read what he said, why was he in this place? He was here for a job, he had been sent to pick up drugs from a dealer by one of his clients. He was getting paid to do so and it was something different then standing guard at the gaits of a richmans house so he didnt complain.
Nico, who knew little to no sign language himself tried to answer him. He stood in silence trying to think of an answer, he knew that he would have to speak to the man. He didnt know the words in sign language for the answer he would give the man. He breathed in and then spoke in a deep, broken, and slurred voice, “Pick up....job”
&& @capsuletag has earned his pity
👑&&;- why was this child in such an unkind place? alden came here to do the type of business that couldn’t be done in the public eye: a black-market of sorts, you could say. he despised places like this because of the uncouth scum that resided here, and lo and behold, just when you thought it couldn’t get worse, it did.
👑&&;- a boy was getting picked on by a bunch of imbeciles. picking on a child… in truth, alden was no better than them: he had taken advantage of a child’s gratitude and scarred them for life. if anything, he was worse than them, but perhaps his next actions were to, in some way, atone for the monstrosity he had executed.
👑&&;- taking out his hair clip, he tosses it straight into the neck of one of the assailants, instantly knocking him out. this gains the attention of the other harriers, but alden does nothing but calmly walk up to the unconscious man and place the clip back into his hair. ❝ leave the boy alone. ❞
👑&&;- they laughed at him. it was one against three, after all, and he probably seemed too refined for them to think that he could hold himself in a fight.
👑&&;- like the idiots they were, they came at him one by one, but as soon as he was finished with the first one, the other two scattered like mice. he had tried to charge at alden, but he simply stepped to the side and held his arm out so that the man’s neck would collide with alden’s deceptively strong arm. getting the wind knocked out of him, the blond proceeded to step on his foot, knee him in the stomach, and then grab him by the hair and slam him face into his knee, knocking him out.
👑&&;- kneeling down so he was eye-level with the boy, he looked at him pitifully. ❝ …why are you in a place like this? ❞ no response. was the boy too scared to talk? no, it seemed more like he was trying to decipher what alden was saying… he was sure he was speaking the correct language, so.. maybe deafness?
👑&&;- ‘ why are you here? ‘ he signed with his hands. even if the other wasn’t deaf, there was no harm in double-checking; especially since he didn’t have all the facts.
#{verse: mercenary}#vetrorosa#sorry for it being so short in comparison to yours!#I tried to match the length but you went into detail on the fight scene while Nico just kinda.....stood there#anyway I hope this is good enough#also sorry for it being so late
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This is a new RP blog dedicated to Satoru from Hell’s Kitchen, if you`re interested in interacting with the blog, feel free to reblog/like this little promo so I know its fine to throw myself into your inbox or dms to discuss
Since this is a side blog, I can`t follow you back. However, I will do follow on my main blog @number-1315
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Can You All Reblog This
If you are okay with roleplaying with multiples of the same muse? I know there are some popular characters out there that people are going to relate with. I see some people refusing to roleplay multiples of the same muse. I’ve come to learn that each take on a muse is different and I like seeing different interpretations on a popular muse. So please reblog this if you are totally cool with interacting with multiple rpers with the same muse.
Note: Each interpretation is a muns own vision and therefore muses should not be compared and criticized. Thank you for understanding.
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He’s not so amused
The 28th icon in your folder is your muse’s reaction to a porn blog following them.
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3 LITTLE WORDS... || starter pack
Send me one to see how my muse reacts. Some are fluffy, some are angsty, some are smutty, some are something else entirely…
Some of these may be triggering or NSFW!
“I love you.”
“I hate you.”
“Go fuck yourself.”
“I guess so…”
“I guess not.”
“Love me, please.”
“Don’t say that.”
“Don’t do that.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“Please, hold me.”
“Pain changes people.”
“You haven’t changed.”
“Please don’t go.”
“Look behind you.”
“Go kill yourself.”
“I can change.”
“Don’t ever change.”
“Want a hit?”
“Do you smoke?”
“Fuck me now.”
“Take my hand.”
“Lead the way.”
“Duck and cover!”
“Just go home.”
“Take me home.”
“Walk me there?”
“Everyone, shut up!”
“Just shut up.”
“Please stop it.”
“Please don’t die.”
“I need you.”
“I want you.”
“Want a hug?”
“Want a kiss?”
“Are you sure?”
“Are you lying?”
“That’s the truth.”
“I’m not lying.”
“Oh my God.”
“For fuck’s sake!”
“I got it.”
“I found it.”
“Call me later.”
“Text me later.”
“Don’t call me.”
“Are you crying?”
“I wasn’t crying.”
“Please don’t laugh.”
“Please don’t cry.”
“That’s a lie.”
“What’d they say?”
“What’ll it be?”
“It’s last call.”
“It’s almost midnight.”
“Do you promise?”
“That’s a promise.”
“Are you serious?”
“Don’t bullshit me.”
“I punched him.”
“I killed him.”
“I kissed him.”
“I love him.”
“I hate him.”
“I lied before.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“I’m not sorry.”
“I’ll come over.”
“Can you come?”
“Want to cuddle?”
“Maybe we should.”
“Maybe we shouldn’t.”
“You don’t say.”
“Make me come.”
“Did you come?”
“I stole it.”
“I broke it.”
“Any bones broken?”
“Are you okay?”
“Are you hurt?”
“That must’ve hurt.”
“He was lying.”
“It’s our song.”
“Can I help?”
“Help me out.”
“Please, for me?”
“Anything for you.”
“I doubt it.”
“I believe you.”
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Look up your muse’s name in the GIF search. Post the first result.
Originally posted by docot
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DARK/VIOLENT STARTERS
Send me a 💀 and I’ll generate a number, 1 - 111, for what my muse will say to yours. Note that some content below the cut may be triggering.
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◆ —— LILO & STITCH QUOTES STARTER PROMPTS.
’ Why are you all wet? ‘
’ Aloha! ’
’ You’re vile. You’re foul. You’re flawed. ‘
’ Ohana means family. Family means no one gets left behind or forgotten. ’
’ If you want to leave, you can. I’ll remember you, though. ’
’ I remember everyone that leaves. ’
’ You! You’re the cause of all this. ’
’ This is my family. I found it all on my own. Is little, and broken, but still good. Ya. Still good. ’
’ Oh, good! My dog found the chainsaw. ’
’ No more caffeine for you. ’
’ Did you lose your job because of me? ‘
’ The managers a vampire. He wanted me to join his legion of the undead. ’
’ Trust me, this isn’t gonna end well. ’
’ I’m sorry I bit you. And pulled your hair. And punched you in the face. ’
’ GIve us a sign you understand any of this. ’
’ Show us that there is something inside you that is good. ’
’ I didn’t teach him that. ’
’ Come on, what’s the big deal? ’
’ Leave my mother out of this. ’
’ You are such a pain. ’
’ Then why don’t you sell me and buy me a rabbit instead? ’
’ I hate it when you use Ohana against me. ’
’ I’m lost. ’
’ Don’t interact with her. ’
’ Oh, we can’t do that. Uh-uh. That would be a misuse of resources. ’
’ Why do you act so weird? ’
’ You look familiar. ’
’ We’re a broken family, aren’t we? ’
’ I shouldn’t have yelled at you. ’
’ You are built to destroy. You can never belong. ’
’ We need something that can defend itself. Something that won’t die. ’
’ I hear you cry at night. ’
’ Do you dream about them? ’
’ You came back. ’
’ Nobody gets left behind. ’
’ I need someone to be my friend. Someone who won’t run away. ‘
’ His destructive programming is taking effect. ’
’ Did you ever kill anyone? ’
’ Are you.. happy? ’
’ I am the one they call when things go wrong and things have, indeed, gone wrong. ’
’ Our family’s little now, and we don’t have many toys. ’
‘ If you want, you could be a part of our family. ’
’ We’d raise you to be good. ’
’ She likes your butt and fancy hair. ’
’ I read her diary. ’
’ Not guilty! My experiments are only theoretical, and completely within legal boundaries. ’
’ He was designed to be a monster, but now he has nothing to destroy. ’
’ I never gave him a greater purpose. ’
’ What must it be like to have nothing, not even memories to look back on in the middle of the night? ’
’ If you promise not to fight anymore, I promise not to yell at you, except on special occasions. ’
’ Stupid head. ’
’ Did you catch fire again? ’
’ This is your badness level. It’s unusually high for someone your size. We have to fix that. ’
’ Don’t leave me, okay? ’
’ Do you want to be taken away? ’
’ You’re just jealous ‘cause I’m pretty! ’
’ My friends need to be punished. ’
’ Heard you lost your job. ’
’ Thus far you have been adrift in the sheltered harbor of my patience. ‘
‘ After all you’ve put me through, you expect me to help you just like that? ’
’ He’s very persuasive. '
’ I know you had something to do with this. ’
’ Oh, good! I was hoping to add theft, endangerment and insanity to my list of things I did today. ’
’ I prefer to be called evil genius. ’
’ You smell like a lawn mower. ’
’ I have just determined the situation to be far too hazardous! ’
’ Don’t worry. I won’t hit her. ’
’ This is low even for you! ’
’ You are all mine. ’
’ You know I have no choice. ’
‘ Please don’t do this. ’
’ You’re making this harder than it needs to be. ’
’ She needs me. ’
’ Leave me alone to die. ’
’ What is that monstrosity? ’
’ Does this look infected to you? ’
’ You’d better not have rabies. ’
’ Hiding behind your little friend won’t work anymore. ’
’ Didn’t I tell you? We got fired this morning. ’
’ That is the ugliest thing I have ever saw! ’
’ It has no place among us. ’
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