probably not gonna be here or on my blogs tonight bc i miss playing video games so im gonna play co.d when i get home hehe

i'm sorry to everyone that's followed and i followed back recently and we haven't interacted yet, and also everyone waiting for replies. it's been a rough time for me lately and i'm trying my best but i promise i'm still interested in everything. i just can't really focus on a whole lot rn ):

please don't mistake silence for hatred. please don't mistake unanswered plotting messages as indifference, or a lack of enthusiasm towards you. considering the ages of most roleplayers, many of us have bills to pay, families to take care of, medical conditions to treat, appointments to make, classes to take, homes to clean, and lives to live away from the computer that are far, far more important than writing on tumblr — life has a tendency to get in the way of hobbies and fun things like this. be patient with your fellow writers. if it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out. of course you can set your boundaries, keep your space comfortable, and softblock whoever you wish, but do so while recognizing it's probably not hatred or apathy that keeps them from leaping into your dms with message after message. they probably love this hobby just as much as you... but sometimes life gets in the way.

send "you're just like your father..." for my muse's reaction to yours saying that.

she purses her lips, her gaze still focused on the feed. she doesn't like where this is going, but from where she is, there isn't too much she can do. " maybe so, but would you want him to know ? " she knows it's a somewhat low blow, but she needs to try. " don't turn this around on me, hood, " she replies, barely stopping herself from calling him by his first name. " you're really going to make me watch? "

he's silent for a full thirty seconds before turning the dial again, another two clicks, then pulls the bolt to ready the bullet. " he'll find out eventually. " all this man is doing is walking and talking. barbara is in one ear while he's in the other. it's nothing but business, gloating about the two innocent people he had killed earlier that day. the red hood hears everything. finger reaches up to hover over the button for the laser, waiting to give a little scare beforehand, but he doesn't press it just yet. " you could turn it off. i'm not making you watch anything, barbara. it's on you if you do. "

she can't help but sigh. she should have known better than to think he didn't know she was watching and listening. it seemed that even now, jason knew her just a little too well. " i do, " she finally replied, glancing up at the footage on her monitor. " and what's stopping me from telling batman about what you're about to do? "

a hum from the back of his throat, still not moving an inch as he keeps his focus forward, only reaching to adjust the range on his scope to look closer in. batman. of course she's bringing him into this. " i'm sure my bullet would get there faster. he couldn't stop it the last time. " he doesn't underestimate bruce's abilities, but jason does like to think he's better. " do you really want to be the reason he feels guilty for not getting there in time? "