The crow commands, the captive must obey.

Please remember that just because someone is playing a villainous character doesn’t mean that they don’t love their character, or don’t have a version of it that is perhaps new to you. Respect the muns of villains as much as you would respect any other mun, and remember to work with them. 

It is very hard to play a villainous character in a world full of heroes and cinnamon rolls, and the muns who pick them up and are willing to give them a try deserve some extra support and love, because they’re going to need it. Love the villain muns, respect their autonomy as players, and don’t try to force their character to submit to your plot desires just because you’re playing a hero. Heroes might not always win, and heroes are not always more interesting, not always better characters – they’re just typically more popular because most of us want to be good, and it’s a lot easier to self-insert with a morally good character for many people.

Respect your villains. If they’re canon characters, don’t assume that they’re all the same as every other one you’ve seen. If they’re original, respect that their mun is giving you a neat new antagonist to deal with. 

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🗜- Stuck in a trap

Ace was really satisfied with himself when he burned an offering for the darkest moonlight. There was no way the killer would spot them, this would be an easy match of hide and seek. This would’ve worked with almost every killer, but the Trapper and his beartraps. For once luck wasn’t on the gambler’s side. 

Making his way through the Macmillan estate, he found his first generator, beginning to work on it. He heard a heartbeat in the distance, but since it didn’t seem to come closer he didn’t move off the gen. 

When the heartbeat finally came closer Ace slowly moved away from the generator, waiting in a very dark corner for the killer to move away and as soon as the air was clear again Ace made his way back to the generator. 

What he didn’t hear over the heartbeat and the noises of the generator were the Trapper setting a trap in the tall grass. The tar he used on the traps and the dark moonlight made it impossible for Ace to spot the trap and he stepped into it. “MoTHER OF FUCKING GOD!” Ace cried out in pain. His shades almost fell off his head. He usually wore them, but whenever the map was too dark he would just place them on top of his head. 

He was quick to abandon the small bone structure he had been cleansing, keeping an ear out for the any indication of the trappers presence. He must have gone clear across the map to put down more traps. 

While he tracked down the commotion- he was sincerely surprised to find the older man. It wasnt like him to step in the traps.

“I don’t care what you call me, so long as it’s not an insult.”

“What do your friends call you?”

“A true name has power. Don’t give yours out too freely.”

“I have many names. Most of them I had no hand in choosing.”

“Give me a nickname!”

“I have a name. Use it.”

“It’s not nice to make fun of somebody’s name.”

“Names are just labels. I don’t need one.”

“You have no right to say their name.”

“I need a sappy nickname for you. Pudding pop. Snuggle bean. Sparkle butt. I’m gonna keep going until you pick one. Sugar puppy. Egg salad.”