Posts by lobotomutt

re trackin'- tis amenia's roleplayer on a newly started account.
gonna set up subbies in a few

gentle retrack

another gentle retrack

retracking ;v;

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border= 1px solid black; color: black; font-family: times; font-size: 11px; width: 400px;]Medium was trying to fix that... issue he had, with torturing innocents. The male approached his bandaged companion and wrapped his tail snuggly around his paws. "So, Professor... What ideas do you have to throw onto the table to get back at our fishy friends? Surely, great minds like yours and mine could create some... splendid ideas when put together."
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border= 1px solid black; color: black; font-family: times; font-size: 11px; width: 400px;]He hummed softly, appearing rather bored. "When worst comes to worst- memory manipulation is always fun." Without much struggle at all, the speckled male instantly began to pump memories and fears into Lacey's mind- trying to trigger some kind of reaction. Trying to make her anxious, at least.
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frien that's a join.me link

dream pls

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; color: black; font-family: times; ; font-size: 12px; width: 350px;]"Well I apologize, then." She snapped back, staring down at Ashley and chewing on her lower lip. God, damn, she felt like she was staring in a really teeny mirror. "But I can assure you all- I cannot drown. Or die, for that matter!" Hoooo, boy. Here we go.[/fancypost]

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Deathstroke had f*cked him up more than he would've hoped for.

Rodent had left this place quite some time ago to get away from those damned memories that haunted his very being. He'd tried to do something stupid a while back- nay, it wasn't hanging or anything like that. Something far more desperate, more brutal. Sure, it was probably seen as pathetic for him to come crawling back to his old home like this, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't help the fact that he had stooped to that level- he just wanted the world to shut up for once, and it seemed as if he'd attempted to take the easy way out.

Seemed like they didn't want him up in heaven- or in hell, depending on how you looked at it.

Rodent von Rhode hadn't been around too long in The Dominion, but quite a few faces would recognize him. Or, at least, he could only hope they would. The strange marsupial barely even walked as he approached the territory border. If anything, it looked more like he was feebly dragging himself across the ground. He couldn't think, or hear straight. His eyes were fogged over with a permanent, glassy film. It wouldn't take long for an onlooker to notice him, especially given the stench of blood that practically radiated off of his body.

Gashes- long, wide, and deep ran along the insides of his legs. At first, they appeared rather neat and precise- but eventually became violent and crooked as time went on. They ran down his legs in a manner similar to a comical scar- one line with multiple smaller ones running across it. Blood rolled down his legs in waves and even now it still seemed to keep going at a faster and faster rate. A rather unusual section of his body was torn apart mercilessly by teeth and knives- that being his pouch (which was now a tattered, bloody mess that clung to his stomach) and his genitalia. He'd mutilated them both, if only to forget about the ugly truth.

His glassy eyes traveled toward one of the deeper scars that Deathstroke had left on his upper left shoulder, and he promptly collapsed with a weak, wheezing sob. The words stung him emotionally and mentally more than they had stung him back when they were carved into his flesh. 'Whore', 'b*tch' and 'slut' marked his limbs and bodice in the form of now light, yet ghastly scars. A physical memory to go hand-in-hand with the mental one, that's for sure. His mind seemed to stop rendering thought at that point, for Rodent von Rhode emitted a soft whimper before falling silent and slipping out of consciousness.
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deer my love ur back

finny bb we love u

retrack- i was formerly the person with the alligator icon
i'm on a new account bc ~organization~

opinions on boyfriend in another dimension medium?

reposting this- saving opinions from before & adding envy!

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name: dalliance
hearts: ♥
opinions: I have only encountered and spoken to Dalliance once or twice, so I cannot form a proper opinion. Long story short, I could not care less about the male.

name: cloudspaw
hearts: ♥♥♥
opinions: How strange it is that Discord, of all the foul creatures on this earth, could manage to produce someone more than decent? Cloudspaw and I have many things in common- I can't help but feel like there may be something more than having children that keeps us together. Oh, awkward. I suppose I love you. This is strange. I feel strange. I need an adult.

name: rejectedlove
hearts: ♥
opinions: She supports the act of rape upon civilians, and fiercely defended it to this day. I cannot bring myself to respect her, or enjoy her company.

name: ace
hearts: ♥
opinions: I know nothing about this male.

name: bill cipher
hearts: ♥♥
opinions: What more can I say about this sentient ball of sh*t? I want him dead at my feet.

name: retri
hearts: ♥
opinions: GET OUT OF MY HEAD. GET OUT OF MY LIFE.

name: musicbox
hearts: ♥♥
opinions: Although I've come to loathe him for past actions, I feel... A strange sense of respect for him returning to The Exiles and saying the things he's said.

name: enviousblack
hearts: ♥
opinions: Our relationship is... complicated. See it as enemies by day, cuddlebuddies by night.

name: xochitl
hearts: ♥
opinions: I've barely interacted with you. ... Who are you, again?

name: henri
hearts: ♥♥♥
opinions: My grandfather means the entire world and then some to me. I don't know what I'd do without you, Papa. You and Father have taught me everything I need to know- and I aspire to be like you one day. I love you.

name: savannah
hearts: ♥
opinions: You're... Meh. I hardly know anything about you, aside from the fact that you're spunky and one of The Professor's friends.

name: corpsetown
hearts: ♥♥
opinions: When you're not sucking Belial's metaphorical dick, I suppose you're tolerable.

name: belial
hearts: ♥♥♥
opinions: Ever since your exposure to abusing your son, I've had second thoughts about you. But putting that aside, I suppose I respect your position and you as a person. You, much unlike some other members, have a better head on your shoulders than most.

name: discord
hearts: ♥♥
opinions: Sentient piece of sh*t mark II.

name: lucidreverie
hearts: ♥
opinions: ... I hate you, and yet you're family so I am inclined not to. You've forgotten everything you once knew, so I suppose I can try to get to know you again. No hard feelings, no harm done.

name: rick grimes
hearts: ♥
opinions: Aside from your constant desire to whine about your human life in the past and mope, you're quite alright. I foresee us getting along swimmingly.

AMENIA FACTS

- Amenia is based upon a Homestuck OC of mine, thus her... other-blood-color and tyrannical nature.
- This character was named 'Her' for the longest time, before I finally gave her a name that translates to: 'Loyal to God' 'Follower of God' or something like that. Which is bullsh*t. Amenia literally thinks she is god.
- Amenia stabbed herself in the throat in an attempt to prove her immortality during a murderous rampage, and in the end ended up dying on her throne.
- She suffers from extreme paranoia and constantly thinks there are assassins or other hidden enemies that are out to get her.
- She's extremely unforgiving, violent, and will personally rip the throat out of anyone who defies her rule and/or demands.
- She was, unfortunately, raised to view same-sex marriage and relationships as impure or wrong. She is homosexual, but constantly trying to convert herself or 'fix' herself due to these upbringings.
- Her ex-boyfriend was mercilessly slaughtered by her when she accused him of 'treason' for questioning her mass, public execution of the general public for her own amusement.
- She's also been known as the 'Tyrant Queen' or the 'Mad Queen' due to her brutal nature. She was also described as wearing a dress that left 'A river of blood' in its wake- which was actually true. She often times would kill subjects and pace around in their remains, successfully getting blood stains on her dress and other attire.
- You guessed it- her bone jewelry was from that one ex-boyfriend.

well damn.

get to it kids

i literally only roleplay some asshole tyrant whoopsie doodles
ALSO I HAVE TO TRANSPORT ALL OF MY SH*T ONTO THIS ACCOUNT UHh

And oddly enough Medium was.... Extremely saddened by these events. The speckled male slowly lowered himself to a seated position and stared, wide-eyed, at the body of the demented Reese. "... How the f*ck... ... I'll wreck their sh*t." Medium snarled, before turning and bounding off.

why would you do that to yourself
i say this as i emotionally torment my dominion charrie