Strange.

“[What do you think?]” He said as sparks started to crackle down his left arm and into his palm. Soon his hand was glowing from crackling electricity. But instead of letting it go he held onto it. Waiting.....

He didn’t attack just yet... he waited. The grip tight around the handle of his weapon. The Doctor was amused by this new lab rat the Entity had gave him. It’s only been a few moments but he already knows how triggers this boy’s fight or flight...... he wonders how far he can push him.

“Pardon me. Doctor.. Carter was it? Sorry to intrude. I only recently ended up here.. Could you help me?” The red haired Brit asked cautiously, looking at the man he was speaking to.

((Hope this is decent! ^^’))

The Doctor looked at the Brit, almost taken aback that they knew his name. But more importantly they were asking a killers help.

His voice cut through their thoughts, “[... I’m surprised that someone apparently so new to this waking nightmare knows my name. But that’s besides the point!]” he cleared his throat, even thought he wasn’t talking physically, “[Why come to a killer for help?]”

((This was perfect dude! Sorry if my responses is a bit eh, I’ve never RPed on Tumblr sooo-))

Tw: The use of slurs.

Hi, I’m Oli a 16 year old Non-binary Lesbian, and I just really need the apologize for the use of the phrase “fruity”. Unfortunately the post is deleted now, but it was about my opinion on the new DBD Killer, The Trickster. In the beginning of my statement I called him a “Fruity Motherfucker”. When I typed that out, I was not thinking of it as a malicious thing, I was doing it in a joking way, I can see how it could be taken out of context and I’m really sorry that it did.

When I typed that phrase out, I was under the impression that it was okay to say, as a bunch of people in my friend group describe me as fruity all the time. And I know now that it’s just not okay. The last thing I wanted to do on this blog was hurt peoples feelings, the last thing I wanted to do was offend people that are in the same community as me. It was a case of me being misinformed and Im really, really sorry.

Please just understand I did not have any ill intentions when I wrote that. I love each and every one of you, hopefully this clears things up. I understand I was in the wrong the whole time, I really do.

-Oli

This blog supports Palestine.

Holds hand and dies of chair but electric

EW, DON’T TOUCH ME.

I know this is out of nowhere, but I just wanted to draw a few things as a thanks! I’ve had so much fun with our roleplays, I love how much personality you put into your characters! I love what you do with them, take what you have and expand on it. All of you, galaxy brains, big brains. And I’m glad you take time out of your day to actually interact with my blog, it really does make me happy. Again thank you so much, here is some art!

-MUN

@adielasks

@ask-susie-susie

@crotus-prenn-specter

Hey! I just wanted to let you know-

GET BLINDED BITCH!!

The Doctor, hearing Adiel scream let out another laugh, His laugh seeming to echo around in his head as he approached. The hallucinations reappearing and disappearing more rapidly as the real doctor approached. He was almost Indistinguishable from the hallucinations expect that he didn’t disappear, he kept moving towards Adiel. His voice was loud... painful.... “[Oh, I’m just doing what I do best Mr. Roberts ]” he stopped right in front of him, putting his weapon under his chin, the sharp mental stinging his skin as electricity bounced off it. “[Discipline.]”

The noises he was hesring turned into harsh whispers as the doctor looked over him. His wide smile burning itself into his mind. he looked insane.. no... he was insane. This was was truly mad.

“Pardon me. Doctor.. Carter was it? Sorry to intrude. I only recently ended up here.. Could you help me?” The red haired Brit asked cautiously, looking at the man he was speaking to.

((Hope this is decent! ^^’))

The Doctor looked at the Brit, almost taken aback that they knew his name. But more importantly they were asking a killers help.

His voice cut through their thoughts, “[... I’m surprised that someone apparently so new to this waking nightmare knows my name. But that’s besides the point!]” he cleared his throat, even thought he wasn’t talking physically, “[Why come to a killer for help?]”

((This was perfect dude! Sorry if my responses is a bit eh, I’ve never RPed on Tumblr sooo-))

It seems to be multiple layers of thinned compressed paper called cardboard in a hexagonal shape to make up the layers it is a stander square 10x10 box. It smells like a weird tree and I oddly want to take a giant chunk out of the side of one of the four flaps and eat that said chunk. In Reality it is fueling the fact that I need therapy and find this said box comforting.

Open RP:

OKAY SO I PULL UP‼️

You taste like battery acid.

[WHAT IS WITH YOU PEOPLE AND SAYING WHAT I TASTE LIKE???? DID THE CANNIBALS SEND YOU?]