#arachnaemboss

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when i see people getting hate anon or attacked for writing certain villians in the rpc i'm confused af. it happens less now. thank god. but i really can't get why somebody would think mun = muse. yeah that shit CAN happen. there are some fucked up people in the world. but it's pretty fucking obvious that most people in thr rpc don't condone their muse's behaviour or agree with it.

i think it's an issue with some writers in indie rp being too subjective. in indie rp most people are writing their blorbos. they picked their fave or their comfort character. they assume other people are doing the same thing. but here's the wake up call: not everyone in the rpc are writing characters they like.

most of my rp experience was in non-indie, single verse rp groups. in single verse there is only one version of each character. so if your blorbo is taken, tough luck. you have to pick another character. if the group wants to have interesting plots, some people needs to write villains or boring muses. it's really normal in closed rp for people to write characters that they don't like at all. some people do like the villains but don't condone their actions at all.

writers in that environment don't associate muse choice with the mun's interests or morals because everything is for the plot. i've picked up character in my group that i hated from the start and still hated when i was done writing them. the experience of writing them made me more interested in them but i didn't like them. i think if more people understand that there won't be so much morality policing.

               You   do   hide   so   much,   little   one.   Only   a   matter   of   time—

               ALASTOR   LEANED   BACK   IN   HIS   CHAIR,   A   LEG   CROSSED   OVER   the   other   with   his   cup   in   his   hands.   Crimson   tipped   claws   tapped   at   the   side   of   the   porcelain   as   he   thought.   The   demon’s   head   was   ever   so   slightly   tilted   with   eyes   focused   on   @arachnaemboss.   One   of   his   ears   swiveled   at   a   distant   sound   that   caused   his   muscles   to   stiffen.   It   was…   nothing,   just   some   sinners   causing   chaos.   What   was   new   there?   

                  Do   you   feel   like   prey   in   his   presence?   

               THE   THOUGHT   MADE   HIM   SHIFT,   AND   THE   EDGE   OF   his   lips   twitched   to   make   a   lesser   smile.   Alastor   hated   feeling   intimidated,   but   he   would   hate   even   more   if   he   showed   that   he   was.   Thankfully,   he   was   cursed   to   always   smile,   and   what   a   valuable   tool   it   was.   It   was   how   he   had   kept   a   foot   ahead   of   everyone   else.   However,   he   wanted   to   know   exactly   how   far   he   was   which   was   what   brought   him   here.   

               HIS   DRINK   WAS   BROUGHT   TO   HIS   LIPS   THEN,   THE   HOT   drink   flowed   rather   nicely   down   his   throat.   Once   he   lowered   his   cup,   he   finally   found   his   voice,   “   So,   we   all   know   a   wonderful   fellow   such   as   yourself   loves   to   get   your   hands   on   the   most   valuable   thing   a   person   can   get,   ”   his   smile   brightened,   “   You   never   did   tell   me   the   theories   you   or   others   had   for   my   absence.   ”

Bitch write me something then, clock is ticking with the counter almost hitting 7 days left, Jack 😔😔😔

               HE   NORMALLY   DIDN’T   TAKE   TRIPS   OUTSIDE   OF   HIS   HAUNT   UNLESS   he   was   summoned   to   a   meeting,   or   another   overlord   wanted   to   meet   over   business.   Maestro   liked   to   stay   out   of   such   hassles   that   Hell   offered.   Hardly   did   he   jump   into   unnecessary   battles   even   when   souls   he   owned   needed   his   aid.   Most   feuds   could   be   ended   with   a   few   words,   and   only   a   fair   share   of   altercations   ended   where   Maestro   used   his   flames.   So,   this   travel   outside   his   comfort   meant   something.

               ON   HIS   WAY   TO   HIS   DESTINATION,   MAESTRO   FOUND   THE   CREATURE   he   wanted   to   see.   Blue   flame   flickered,   crackled   higher   at   his   fortune,   “   I   say,   is   that   you,   Zestial?   ”   Amusement   danced   off   his   skeletal   maw.   Who   else   could   have   a   terrified   frame   but   him?   Maestro   straightened   himself,   cyan   claws   were   held   behind   his   back   as   he   caught   up   to   @arachnaemboss,   “   Care   if   I   join   you   on   your   evening   stroll?   It   would   be   most   opportune,   as   I   find   myself   bound   for   your   very   estate,   ”   he   tipped   his   head   in   respect,   mindful   of   his   flames,   “   I   desire   a   word   with   you   on   a   particular   matter,   as   I’ve   always   held   your   opinions   in   high   regard.   ”