kyuketsuki-multi-muse
All the Voices in my Head
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This is a multi-muse/verse blog. I currently RP as Two Decker OCs and Kinzie Kensington (From Saints Row), but plan on eventually adding a couple of other characters and OCs. I honestly haven't RPed in a really long time and have a hard time with longer RPs, but I will do the best I can to keep up.
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[sick] @Kinzie (for whenever you want to answer!)
Kinzie stiffled a cough as she typed away at her computer. She didn't hear the boss walk into her sanctuary, causing her to jump when she noticed the shadow out of the corner of her eye.
"Oh, hey. Need something?" Though she tried to hide it, it was obvious that her voice sounded rough.
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"So, you were one of Matt's old gang members, yeah? What was it like... Working for him?"
Emil smiled a little at his memories of the gang. "Interesting to say the least. He was hard on us, but not to the point of being cruel. There was always work that needed to be done. He was also really distant. I was one of the few that ever really got to know him. The rest of us were like a family. It was nice."
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Emil nearly fell when the younger girl grabbed the two of them and started running. He was glad that she let go as soon as Evander escaped her grasp. The teen fixed his shirt and jacket as the other boy apologized. "No, it's fine. She just surprised me."
The blond smirked at Katie's quips as the other teen explained more about the base. He appreciated the offer for a place to stay. "That won't be necessary. I have my own apartment at the bottom of the hill. I'll keep it in mind, though, in case I ever stay late and don't feel like making the walk back down."
He walked in behind the two and his draw dropped for a moment. The place was just as impressive on the inside as it was out. He took a deep breath to settle his nerves. "Yea, I'm pretty sure I am."
Joining | @Cyber-God
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It took everything within Emil not to show how truly excited he was. He had never really connected well with others so he was honestly worried if it was weird to ask his boss if he wanted to hang out.
"Cool! I just finished my work for the day, but it's no rush. I can go hang out in one of the lounges till you're done."
The older teen suddenly remembered the mess of system parts waiting for him at his apartment and worried that maybe he should have waited till he could clean the place before asking. He didn't want to go back on it now, though. He could only hope Matt wouldn't mind it. He began scratching at the back of his neck.
"The apartments a bit of a mess right now and it's at the bottom of the hill if that's okay... Oh! And you aren't allergic to cats are you? I have two."
Hey, boss, was wondering if maybe you want to come over and play Legend of Zelda or something. I have all the games.
“Eh…?” Matt… Wasn’t normally one for going out places– though, he also wasn’t the type to get asked to hang out. So this was a bit of an odd thing for Matt.
You know what? Fuck it. He didn’t have much else to do right now, might as well have some fun, yeah?
“Ah– Sure… That sounds like fun.~”
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Painful Prompts.
Warnings for: injuries, blood, mental health, drug mentions, medical language.
Be respectful about these subjects!
Single.
Send ⥃ for roles to be reversed!
[ strike ] Your muse punches, hits, or otherwise attacks mine.
[ strangle ] Your muse attempts to asphyxiate mine.
[ sick ] Your muse cares for mine while they are unwell.
[ swivel ] Your muse finds mine delirious from a fever.
[ sacrifice ] Your muse shields mine from a dangerous attack.
[ search ] Your muse finds mine after they have been missing for a while.
[ solitary ] Your muse discovers my long-isolated muse.
[ sob ] Your muse finds mine in tears, crying from grief.
[ scar ] Your muse discovers or inquires about a scar on mine.
[ stitch ] Your muse stitches up an open wound on my muse.
[ sting ] Your muse says something to mine that strikes a nerve.
[ stock ] Your muse gives blood to mine to save their life.
[ scare ] Your muse witnesses mine having a panic attack, flashback, or hallucination.
[ spike ] Your muse helps mine after finding them woozy from a laced drink.
[ secret ] Your muse discovers mine has been hiding an injury from them.
[ slip ] Your muse accidentally discovers a secret about my muse.
[ stab ] Your muse attempts to keep mine from bleeding out.
[ snare ] Your muse finds mine stuck in a bear trap or similar set-up.
[ stop ] Your muse gives mine an unwanted kiss or piece of affection.
[ shield ] Your muse uses mine as a human shield to save themself.
[ surge ] Your muse’s power is out of control. It hurts my muse.
Double.
[ smash ] Our muses are caught in an explosion or vehicular crash.
[ structure ] Our muses are trapped inside of a crumbling building.
[ slide ] Our muses are caught in a mudslide or avalanche.
[ storm ] Our muses are caught in a flurry of rain, hail, snow, or wind.
[ space ] Our muses are shut into a cavern after a cave-in.
[ stuck ] Our muses are both ensnared in a trap or cage.
[ shackle ] Our muses are chained together in a room or cell.
[ session ] Our muses have a good, hard cry together.
[ shout ] Our muses are locked in a ferocious argument.
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headcanon meme! send me a symbol and i'll tell you...
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reblog if your account is a trans safe space or owned by a trans person!
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nonverbal starters
prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.
guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.
shelter protect them.
shove push them.
loop drape an arm around their shoulders.
touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand.
kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.
palm smack them upside the head.
bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.
aid help them with a task.
note pass a note to them.
cry wipe away their tears.
wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.
bandage patch them up when they get hurt.
heal take care of them when they get sick.
book silently read a story with them.
carry pick them up.
scrap punch them.
cherry find blood on them.
sit help them sit down.
medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.
steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up.
beat dance with them.
stare stare them down.
off track get lost with them.
no shaking their head in disagreement.
yes nodding their head in agreement.
rush tackle them to the ground.
open hold the door open for them.
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Emil quirked an eyebrow, confused. "I didn't hear anything. Maybe you just imagined it?" He looked up an down the halls, but he was pretty sure he and the boss were the only ones in this part of the reactor at the moment.
*HIGH PITCHED SCREAMING*
The gamer stared at Matt with concern and slight amusement. “You sure you’re a guy, boss?”
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Emil couldn't help but give a small smile in response to Evander's grin. He pulled one of his hands from his dark blue jacket to scratch the back of his neck; a nervous habit he had developed over the years. "Of course I did. I said I would."
He looked up at the looming reactor as he contemplated Katie's question. "It's a bit more intimidating this close up, but I suppose I'm as ready as I'll ever be." His hand dropped and was returned to his jacket pocket as he faced the pair again. "Lead the way."
Joining | @Cyber-God
Emil stared up at the looming building at the top of the hill. As he walked up it, his hands in his pockets, he thought of the conversation he’d had with those two teens while he was at work. Joining the gang seemed like a good idea, but he wondered if he’d really be cut out for it. He shook his head; there’d be no way to know until he was able to take a look around. As he looked back up, he noticed two figures at the top waving at him. He figured it must be Katie and Evander. Emil smirked as he headed in their direction.
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OOC: Hello~ This is more or less just a 'I'm still alive and coming back to Tumblr' post. Decided to officially make this a multi muse blog. Gonna be making a page that talks about all of the characters eventually. Hope everyone enjoys~
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"I'm curious, what part of Germany are you from? Not a whole lot of Deckers from Germany as it seems" [twinkletxesandshxrpshooter, sideblog to cavortswithdxmons]
“I’m from Dresden, about 3 hours south of Berlin. It’s a nice place right on the Elbe river. There are some nice parks and a pretty cool zoo.”
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Emil smirked at the smaller teen. “You screaming?”
*HIGH PITCHED SCREAMING*
The gamer stared at Matt with concern and slight amusement. “You sure you’re a guy, boss?”
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Emil looked around in confusion as the water continued to flow int the hallway. I can’t even tell where it’s coming from.”
“It’s so wet. Why is it wet?”
Markiplier/Sister Location RP Starters
“I— I’m not sure– and I don’t think I want to know.”
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*HIGH PITCHED SCREAMING*
The gamer stared at Matt with concern and slight amusement. “You sure you’re a guy, boss?”
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Markiplier/Sister Location RP Starters
“Eggs Benedict”
“Why do I want dancy pants to be mad at me?!?”
“Foxy is a big o’ bag of dicks.”
“There’s no numbers!”
“Baby! BABY! Baby come out! BABY COME BACK!”
*HIGH PITCHED SCREAMING*
“I’m tryin guys! I’m try-AHHHH!!!”
“Everything’s okay. Lets go back to sleep.”
“Dun need to worry bout me. I just need to worry bout me.”
“And don’t mind THE YELLING! I YELL WHEN I’M NERVOUS!!!”
“We did it! We’re the best in the world and we are friends~”
“These casual bongos have turned sour.”
“OH-KAY, WHAT THE FUCK?”
“I, uh, got boned.”
“Why did I wiggle so damn much?”
“Who the fuck is that?”
“What the fuck are you?”
“I’ll look at you in just a second but holy shit!”
“I was wig waggling!”
“Wowie Zowie Oopie Powie!”
“It was 3 minutes! Fuck yeah! YES!”
“It’s so wet. Why is it wet?”
“Hi baby. How you doing? You enjoying my body?”
“Two for victory!”
“Oh God, is baby on the way?”
“I’m not gonna make it~”
“I am the-oh my head. Oh I got lightheaded.”
“I got my exotic butters!”
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Emil stared at his screen as tears fell down his face. It had been three days since the world had lost is greatest idol, Satoru Iwata. He had decided to celebrate the life he had led by playing his Zelda games non-stop. He hadn’t even left for work in that time.
To him Iwata-san had been the cause of the only happy memories he’d had left of his family all together and now that he was gone he felt as if there was a hole in his chest that couldn’t be filled. He didn’t even notice his cats rubbing against him, trying to bring him out of his stupor, but nothing seemed to be working. He didn’t even react when Cloud bit his owners hand as hard as he could.
#Open starter if anyone wants to check on him#Seriously though#So upset that we've lost Iwata-san#I've been a huge Nintendo fan all my life and this loss cuts real deep
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