I think it is safe to say that Trashfoundation has been long dead.
Yeah so, Iâm gonna do like Glow and write a formal-ish resignation?
Basically, all of the previous participants lost interest in and/or burnt out on scp, and really we all burnt out on TF as well. But thatâs not he full reason Iâm writing this resignation, as I kind of had wanted to resurrect the dead blogs, but it was shoved to the back burner in favor of newer things with less, as much as I hate to say it, bad memories attached.
March 1st 2020 was a major hit to me at the time, as I was punched full force in the face at 12 in the morning that some of the friendships I held so dear werenât as perfectly happy and balanced as I thought they were. I thought I had gotten better.
Not so.
Recently, or maybe not so recently, as not even hindsight can be 20/20 with me, I had slid into some.. rather toxic behaviors. I had not intended to hurt anyone, and I didnât ever consciously do it (to my memory), but I hurt people. I had not realized this until it finally culminated in the people I viewed as my closest friends⊠leaving.
This has, as Iâm sure is understandably, been a gigantic hit to my mental state, and Iâm not going to pretend it hasnât for the sake of not guilt tripping friends/former friends, as that, me unintentionally causing one of them to pretend they were fine until they (reasonably) snapped from the pressure, is what lead me here. I am going to try to set a better example as a server owner from here on out, and Iâm going to hope with all my might that I do not further push my friends away.
I know neither of them are likely to read this. I do not blame them. I do not know if either will return, but I would not blame them if they did not. I do not expect them to return, I merely hope that we can patch things up and perhaps become close once more. I will not name any names, however, as I feel that would be a massive breach of privacy and I do not have permission.
So, after the last few days, especially today, I made the decision to leave TF, as I am genuinely, truly, feeling more hopeless than ever. But I did not want to leave things on a cliffhanger that will never end, so I have been changing the descriptions and titles of the blogs to give things closure.
I know this is not the end to Greenieâs arc, or the AAM plot line, or Mâs character arc, or Music Anonâs plot hints, that any of you may of wanted. I know it isnât for me. I had grander plans, and I had been hoping to somehow unveil them.
I had initially intended for Nesparia and Ethera to team up with a bunch of the anons with blogs and the anons without to delve into Jaylinâs possessed mind, revealing Jaylinâs mind to be a vast ocean, controlled by Greenie (due to it being in control of the body). Jaylin was supposed to be deep under the sea, drowning in their own repressed memories, intrusive thoughts, etc etc, without death. A deathless death, if you will. It was supposed to be a grand finale to the arc, where Peachyâs past life would finally become unveiled. Peachy was meant to be Jaylinâs friend that was mentioned at the very beginning of Jaylinâs existence, and that past lifeâs name wouldâve been, iirc, Emily. Along side that, Greenie wouldâve been permanently banished, effectively removing them from the plot for good. The first truly permanent death in TF.
Leo, better known as Codename Lion, was supposed to snap from the beginning, but not quite so violently. Codename Maple wouldâve died, yes, but not like that. Leo was supposed to be kidnapped or taken captive and interrogated, hopefully without torture, in which he wouldâve snapped and told the TF group the secrets he had to keep classified. I really had no other plans from there.
I was intending to plan things out for Mmiri, better known as M, to reveal that she was one god of many, in a small, corrupted pantheon. I had no plans for the TF version of this arc, but I had some plans for the private discord rp spin-off that never came to fruition. I will later release the names of these gods, but I feel as if this post is lengthy enough as is. Eden and Mmiri were sisters, though.
Music Anon was intended to have a big arc where it was revealed they were a defected harmonist who managed to escape by turning themself into an anon and making it so they could only speak in song, a harmonist who deeply resented Clubs. They had a symbol and everything, too, and I gave them a lover from the harmony cult, one they still genuinely loved, and that lover was nicknamed Fidget Spinner because of their symbol. Quite fitting, for TrashFoundation, a world that started as a joke that got absolutely nuked by constant crisises and breakdowns, even if it was also a catalyst for my closest friendships, and even if those friendships have begun breaking down.
I had other plans too, like for âZoe.â For one thing, sheâs a 12 year old shapeshifter named Annie. Her initials are A.N., and sheâs kind of demon like in form. For another, sheâs been getting chased down by this dark assimilator entity that is probably mostly pinpointing her for her abilities, or something like that. It was supposed to chase Annie into trashfoundation, causing an absolute wreck of things, only for it to be defeated by the teamwork of the trashfoundation group. Probably wouldâve been followed by another break, too. I canât remember any other plans I had off the top of my head. I did have a budding thought for something to explain Peachyâs weird behavior during Peachy (Unbound), though.
Tellanon was probably also supposed to have a tragic backstory, but I canât remember. I did decide that it did have light-bending powers, though.
So, to sum everything up, in light of recent events, this blog is probably going to be officially inactive. I donât know if Iâll return to it at any point, or return to TF, but itâs not likely afaik. I think I am done with tumblr rp, at least for now.
In case any friends/former(?) friends see this, please donât feel bad. It wasnât your fault. It was just a perfect shitstorm.
Thank you for tuning in.
(And no, I donât know the status of the pasta cult blog, thatâs been inactive for ages and the creator hasnât contacted me about it.)
