Dignified Sins

* multimuse rp blog, villainized by Ace

* Mun is 25+ (No minors)

* Literate, Novella style

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This also goes for Canon rpers. Their character is not something/someone you can project your personal issues or problems onto.

No one should be getting OOC hatemail for how they portray their OC. You cannot and should not project YOUR personal experiences onto someones character. If someone writes a character as trans and does it in their own way, that reflects their personal life, that’s FOR THEM, not you!

Please stop dumping your experiences and expectations onto my muses especially my ocs.

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Literally, no one asked for your opinion on how they portray their OC, and barely asked for it when they decided to RP a canon character.

OC Zane

Drawn by Me

“My brother?” Zane scoffed, shaking his head in response to her calling him Andy. “No fucking thanks. I’d rather stick to my guns.” Before he could continue with his own responses, she’d started rambling again. Goddamn, what did his brother do? In a heaving breath, sparking ambers coming from his mouth, he shook his head and moved from the circle to walk around the room. Looking over her things, picking up dusty books and putting them back down to create dust in the air. 

“Sure, kid. I’ll help. He owes me some retribution anyway for what he did…” The demon scowled, eyes turning a solid black in anger for a fraction of a second before they settled into the crimson red. And then with a snap of his fingers, Andy came crashing onto the floor with a large thud. “What the fuck…” He looked up to see his brother, looking down at him with an insane smile. “Hello brother. You owe us…” 

“Brother? I had no idea- I had no idea he had a brother- I’m sorry-” she whispered, before relaxing the instant he said he would help her. That relief was short lived though before his brother’s arrival.

Amelia looked up in shock at Andy as he crashed to the floor. She was concerned, immediately, how could she not be? “Andy, are you okay?” she asked quickly before settling back and sat down on a trunk, she took a deep breath. “I just want to know what was so wrong with me you had to leave me alone in the hotel room... I- I thought you actually liked me.” She ran her fingers through her messy black hair, that she had once taken such good care of, she had been lurking in the same hoodie and sweatpants for the past few weeks, hiding herself away.

Whatever that night was, with Andy offering help and then vanishing before she could even start, it never once haunted him. He abandoned Amelia, and had also abandoned someone else years ago when he stepped out to pursue his career…

Zane wasn’t looking to do any work involving his character of any sort, taking the form of his brother. He lit a cigarette, having finished half of it when he felt himself being summoned. With a huff, he tossed the cigarette and let himself be pulled from Hell to the surface, crossing his arms over his chest. “This shit isn’t my forte, what are you doing? You should have summoned some other demon…” He muttered, before staring at Amelia. “What do you want? A wish? Free access to spirits?” 

Amelia couldn’t help but stare at the demon as if her heart had been ripped out of her chest. “Andy?” she asked, the whisper making her heart break a little further. She looked away composing herself, though she tucked her hoodie around her tighter, before speaking. “No. I don’t want any of that. My ex- he... he abandoned me and refuses to give me any kind of answer. I want to meet with him face to face- that way he can’t ignore me-”

She was rambling for a moment, before looking back at the demon, “His name is Andrew Biersack and if you can do this for me and help me get some closure i will give you anything you wish in return of equal value.”