#wrongroutedown

a block-tales au roleplay blog

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What happens when Hatred itself, a being known to be undeserving of forgiveness, suddenly is the one having to save Builderman and obtain the swords from the start after being killed?

rules + more info under cut

Yet they nearly jumped in their skin-- What the hell was happening? Was that the guy they impersonated to break down the player..? Well, before they became the player..

" Erm.. Well, I'm pretty sure you aren't real.. " Sounded more like a reassurance to themselves over anything.

- @wrongroutedown

* The Spawnpoint around their neck turns at each tick of a second, their wings raised and open. His eyes almost seeming to pierce through the "Player's" being.

* "you're not supposed to be here."

* A simple statement, and yet with how he said it, it might as well been a threat. A brief color flashes through his eyes, barely there.

wanna have these little guys?

I found them wandering around Wrath the last time I visited my Hatred

-Epicaricacy

" What the hell are those little things. Why would I accept them? "

I'm half tempted to suggest you fight it, little scourge.

- Fancy font anon

" Oh, hush up. I could probably win- "

cut to five minutes later.

The demonic player runs out the hotel at full speed, nearly tripping and falling on their face in the process, visibly scuffed up with wide eyes. Seems like it learned a lesson.

Some spoilers below the cut for future things :3

! art + long post

[Red and Blue burst in through the front door. They're holding a bag. They seem slightly tired. Blue slightly collapses, gasping for breath. 'Slightly' might be an understatement.]

[Red looks around, seeming like he was trying to find someone.]

"They aren't here... But... We can wait for Player to return! Where are they anyways..."

[Red walks up to someone random, confidently. He clearly doesn't know who he's talking to.]

"OI, CHUMP! DO YOU KNOW WHERE PLAYER IS?"

@red-and-blue-block-tales (obviously :])

Hatred, who had relatively just gotten beaten up by a penguin of all things, chose to at least play her cards a bit more wisely this time.

Gazing down at the two demanding children, he quickly slithers his tail into hiding beneath his clothes- the horns could just be denied as some weird cosplay.

" What do you mean? I am the player.. Hah.. "

He tries to stay upright despite pain in his body; why did he pick a fight and lose? They shouldn't be losing!

" Seriously, this simply feels like a waste of my time. I don't know what that wiry little thing did to me, but this is a.. Little confusing, to say the least. "