Ind. DBH. Muses. Group Promo. Feat: Pri. Sel. Mutual Excl. Non-Sel. 18-21+ content

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*ding ding* Please come, ladies and gentlemen- and otherwise. Come and let me speak to you about the obvious female muse hate that has ran rampant in the "role-playing community", more famously known as the RPC ™️.

As a community, people should do better when it comes to doing right by female muses-- OC and Canon. Often times, the muns of these muses will talk of their experience, and they are often made out to be "overreacting" or being told that "it's an unfortunate thing in the rpc, but what can you do?". Comments like those contributes to the problem, because it makes our concerns invalid.

Listen to the complaints being made without thinking that the muns are making empty complaints. Better yet, interact with those muses. The community doesn't HAVE to be that way. YOU ARE the community. Make the community change for the better.

How kind of the DPD to recognize his contribution so privately. It was a kind of respect that Elijah truly appreciated, especially considering he was the reason for much of their grief lately. If they knew that, he was sure the cupcakes wouldn't have looked as good as they did... But he wasn't one to turn down sweets offered to him.

MISSION OBJECTIVE: Retrieve the Data Cells from Codename: Ivy

Rain pounded the pavement hard enough to cause RIVERS in the weather-cracked road, black as pitch only until the flashes of lightning illuminate the CHAOTIC world. But far underneath the Hazard Zone, the sharp white noise of the storm was only a hum against the ROAR of Connor’s motorbike as he chased the hacker.

[ TRANSMISSION TO -- HOLLAND FROST ]: I’ve got eyes on her, heading out of the Detroit Sector. In pursuit.

The Undergrounds were almost empty save the two THIEVES. It was a network of access tunnels connecting the Safe-Zones for transporting goods and RESOURCES between them. At this hour of night, there weren’t many workers or convoys, which meant it was the PERFECT time for a heist.

They managed to get past the checkpoint--simply barreling through was much easier when you had a STOLEN ID badge to allow passage onto the Highway. But getting out is much easier than getting in, anywhere. The way Connor saw it, she likely had two options. To get CAUGHT at the next checkpoint, or to risk going above ground into the Hazard Zone, in the middle of a DEADLY storm. Whatever her decision, he was ready to chase her to the ends of what was left of Earth after the Calamity. Holland would not be disappointed.

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@jadedindreams​ -- Main!Jade

DATE: JAN 12, 2040 -- AM 4:30:06...

Another double homicide. Another messy crime scene. Another sinking feeling.

Thirium and human blood exploded on the walls of the small Detroit apartment like a Jackson Pollock painting, most of it INVISIBLE to the naked eye, but Connor was forced to see it in all its glory. He scanned a splatter that slid down to a larger portion of Thirium that had pooled into the carpet, right next to the detached arm of an Android. Its fingers were still splayed and curled in what must’ve been PANIC. The skin was deactivated, and just like the Android victim at the first location, this ones limb was forcibly removed, ball-pin joint broken in half.

He walked past the mangled remains of the Android that stared lifelessly ahead, and walked over to where Jade was crouched near the human victim. She was young, maybe a few years over 20. Stabbed and practically gutted on the floor, next to a broken dresser.  SCANNING.......

DECEASED: GALLO, BRIANNA Height: 5′3″ -- Weight: 132lbs Estimated Time of Death: 11:25PM

17 KNIFE WOUNDS Internal Bleeding, multiple deep lacerations Punctures to liver, gallbladder and stomach

RECONSTRUCTING........

Connor watched her rise from the floor, her arms abover her head as a faceless murderer struggled with her, throwing her into the dresser and breaking it. The impact caused her to strike her head on the wall, stunning her, and leaving her open to attack. The murderer stabbed her over and over and over again...

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Ask the Mun - Accepting

유 : A role-play related instance that you regret/are ashamed/not proud of? 

【☆】 There is. I guess one would be just shutting down a RPG I ran with friends that caused said friends to just stop talkig to me bar the one who helped me shut it. Long story short? Me and a friend shut it down after the main mod left the mod server after being told they didn’t care about the group and remade it to get back at someone and blocked my friend. So we just shut the group down and deleted the server. And within a month everyone just stopped talking to us because we didn’t want a group running that was to get back at someone and it wasn’t fair to leave people sitting wondering what would happen with said group. 

Like it needed to be down. I just didn’t like how it came to be and that I ended up loosing a bunch of people in the process. I haven’t spoken to any of them for a long time now bar one who wanted to try and be friends again but I wasn’t up for it due to previous drama I was unwillingly dragged into.

I’ve been here 10 years so. There’s gonna be things I regret doing but that’s life for you in the end. Just gotta deal with it and move on even if it hurts.

♂ : Do you have a role-play/writing routine? If so, what is it?

【☆】 I used to have a routine back in the day when I had somewhat better time management and wasn’t always so tired and done. I used to do my writing at night on weekdays after school after I’d completed homework. I really just did stuff in the evenings and dedicated weekends I was free to making icons or other stuff. 

Now? A routine doesn’t exist as I’m tired and just do things when I have inspiration. The closes I really have is after work I tend to usually play games for a few hours and then do something rp related after if possible.