False Prophet

Thought Conglomerate

Dear Auburn,

I hope this letter finds you with nothing but ill tidings and dismay. I am writing to you to tell you that Demon Eyes has returned, and I have no intent on making him leave. He has bound himself to me like a tumor. I am him as he is me. We are one and the same. But you? You are nothing but a few wisps of smoke, and for that I am sure you hate me. Be mindful, Auburn, the patron saints can look through your soulless windows. Your hatred towards me does nothing but prove that you are alone, sad, and disgraceful. You will die a painful, forgettable death. It will not be in vain, though. One day I will feast on your flesh. Maybe then, in a perverted sense, you and I will finally see eye-to-eye. We can become one.

Regards,
Perfidious

DEAR AUBURN,

I CANNOT SEE ANYMORE. THE RITUAL WAS A MISTAKE. MY EYES BLEED TEARS OF SHAME AND REGRET. PLEASE REMEMBER THAT I LOVE YOU. I WISH NOTHING BUT THE RETURN OF HELL ON EARTH FROM THE BOOK OF REVELATIONS, SO THAT MAYBE ONE DAY WE CAN FINALLY SPEAK AGAIN. FACES TO FACE. I MAY BE BLIND, BUT I STILL LONG FOR YOUR SCENT, YOUR TOUCH, AND YOUR BLOOD.

REGARDS,
THE AMALGAMATION

Dear Auburn,

Why did you kill the birds? They did nothing but chirp and hop along the stone walkways. I know how you hate music, though. Was it their song, did it lambaste you the way she did? Did you even care when you snapped their hollow bones? Since this has become an interrogation, I would like to ask you a very important question: why do you think the crucifix over your bed and the gun under your pillow will save you? Nothing can save your wretched soul. You will never reach redemption or safety, and for that I cannot pity you. You do not feel remorse, do you? I don't blame you. When I stand over your bed tonight, I fully expect you to gaze into my eyes and pull the trigger. That is alright. I can't die. I will return to the garden and tend to the plants, and the birds you murdered. I will feed them bits of my brain matter so that they finally understand. I wonder...I wonder if you remember how I fed you. I gave you everything, and you've forsaken me. This is far from over.

Regards,
The Prophet

Dear Auburn

The ground is very cold. And heavy. I still can't get the taste of dirt out of my mouth. This is all of your fault. Why, Auburn, why? You said you loved me. I trusted you to keep me safe and sacred, and this is what I get? You buried me after that treacherous night. Beneath a beautiful willow tree. Its roots did nothing but strangle me while I was beneath the earth. I am so tired of choking on nothing. With each bandage I wrap around my neck I curse your name. Fuck you, Auburn. You are an unlovable bastard. Where I used to yearn for your touch I only feel emptiness. There is a void in me, in every single spot of flesh you've brushed upon with those hands. I hate it. I hate you and I loathe this prison of muscle and bone. Finish the job next time! Don't leave me like this when you come back. I know you will. You're like a disease, always returning in the right season. All I can say to that is bring your best. Give it your all. So that maybe when you die, there will be nothing left. Or maybe existence will become as residual as I am. I don't care.

Regards,
Seraph

Dear Auburn

I can only be ignored for so long.

Regards,
Demon Eyes

Dear Auburn,

My name is unimportant, but what I am going to say bears more weight than the corpses you've dragged alongside yourself for all these years. Don't do it! Do not go back! Or else you will doom us all. I won't deny that you are a fool, always have been- especially after what you did to that poor girl. However, I know you are not completely stupid. There is something, if not much in your head of yours. Stay safe, Auburn, for this is the only way. Do not let them win this game of torment. You've already proven yourself as the champion, anyway. Be careful. Do not speak back to the voice in the well. That is all I have left to say.

Regards,
Nobody.

Dear Auburn,

Rabbit's blood? Is that all you've got? No bit of magic will be able to save you from the wrath I will rain upon you once you show your traitorous face again. And I know you will. So, for now, I lay in poise. I am coiled like a snake and just as eager to strike with my fangs. How dare you! How dare you or any of your kind so much as BREATHE in the direction of my daughter. You are sick! You are a sick, vile creature! Is this a game to you? Is this entertaining? Well, I am going to make tearing apart every fiber of your being a very fun game for ME. Mark my words, Auburn, son of the saint and heir to the throne, I will kill you ten thousand times over. In the name of my daughter, in the name of my Seraphim.

Regards,
The All Father

Name Change Request

@Crystal Amalgamsorry. This one escaped my sight. I can do False Prophet if you want.

@NuttsnBolts

That works, thank you

Perf's (Un)creative Roleplay Corner (OPEN)

<Snipped quote by Crystal Amalgam>

Ikr? I was saying same to your status.

@Dark Cloud

oh

sorry im a special kind of stupid

Perf's (Un)creative Roleplay Corner (OPEN)

Same

@Dark Cloud

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Perf's (Un)creative Roleplay Corner (OPEN)

i guess i should be a bit specific hfngm

I am currently interested in modern scifi/fantasy. Other genres include mystery, drama, romance, angst, and just general edge. My character is young, dumb, and reckless- that's the vibe I'm going for. I would prefer romance as more a subplot if anything, and also my character is strictly gay. This is him: roleplayerguild.com/posts/5329020

I will also clarify that violence and drug use are fine to touch on. My limit for scrungey topics is literal suicide and sexual assault- that's it. No characters named Quinn, as the name can trigger my delusions.

Perf's (Un)creative Roleplay Corner (OPEN)

Hello motherfuckers. I feel a little coherent today and I want to write about this bitch: roleplayerguild.com/posts/5329020

RULES & WHATEVER
-I can write pretty much any length (my record being 7 pages on docs), however, don't expect every post to be a novel. I am f u c k i n g t i r e d . At the moment I would like something lighter.
-I don't roleplay with people over the age of 23 in 1x1s for personal reasons. Sorry lol
-I don't do fetish or explicit NSFW roleplays, period. Anything past taking your clothes off goes to FTB/timeskip. Dick jokes are fine. Implied fucking is fine. Just don't send me erotica, goddamn.
-No homophobia, racism, or bigotry. (unless IN-character, but keep it mild). If you say a slur I'm going to bite you.
-I have no solid plots at the moment and I prefer discussing these in DMs. I am really in the mood for something scrungey. Drama, angst, and edge.
-No fandom stuff today.
-I mean that's kinda it? lol

My Schedule
My activity is pretty wild, and sorta depends on the day. I have fuck all to do other than online classes, but I have a ranch job on tuesdays and thursdays. My timezone is EST.

@Crystal Amalgam

Hey bitches

What Are You Listening To?

It's still whiskey week, so my self-indulgent playlist titled "PAIN". These two are becoming my favorites.

Felix's Character Dump [WIP]

Fun fact: this fucker was originally a Red Dead Redemption OC turned dnd character... Long story. Also, I drew all of the art myself.

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Name: Pascal "Dolly" Harper

Gender Identity and Pronouns: Cisgender male, he/him

Sexuality: Gay

Age: 19-23

Species: Human, but can vary

Occupation: Varies from college student, escort, musician...to crimelord lmao

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Personality:
To the passerby, Dolly is a wannabe big shot with a serious Napoleon complex. This is all very true, but he is more than a short guy with too much attitude. Dolly's aggression is very warranted seeing that the world is cruel, and he is trying to make a point of not being an easy target. Throughout his life, he's learned to always be on guard. It's how he survived. He sees most people as a potential threat, and also gets rather insecure around people larger than him since they threaten his authority. He likes to belittle and insult others, but only if he believes he can get away with it. Though he has a hard time swallowing his pride, he will do so for survival. Deep down, he feels an obligation to stick up for the "little guy". They remind him of himself. He has an obsession with proving that he is not weak, even if he physically is. He has a very difficult time accepting assistance from other people since he worries that it makes him appear more fragile (at least more than he already is). He also has a difficult time taking the blame when something is his fault, often shouldering it aside. He does not want to come face-to-face with the reality that people can see he isn't as perfect as he looks. Dolly is very hedonistic. He is very much one to take stupid risks either to be petty or just to have fun. He is outwardly promiscuous because he is tired of being ashamed of himself, and also enjoys the power it gives him. He enjoys the security he feels that comes with having control over things. He knows he's pretty and will use it to his advantage if needed, but thankfully he doesn't try to manipulate people. He is a surprisingly lonely person, only really forging relationships to fool around instead of committing to people. Commitment scares him, but he does yearn for security in both platonic and romantic relationships. He is also rather emotionally immature, so his wants don't align with his needs, and he is constantly struggling against this.

Appearance:
Dolly is a short, frail-looking young man. He has stark white hair and extremely pale skin due to his albinism. His soft features and unassuming appearance make him seem like not much of a threat, and he knows this. His hair is very long, kept around his waist in length (usually). Sometimes it is tied back with a bow or into a braid. He puts effort into his appearance, staying groomed and well dressed- most of the time. He'll wear makeup and other various feminine things without batting an eye, but has androgynous fashion as well. Dolly stands at ~5 foot and weighs between 95-100 lbs.

Backstory (brief):
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-Basic premise is that he's an edgy country boy with daddy issues.

Playlist: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLq5EMhbqWVp1zhb9r2QHgPkxFBVTD7PHL

Image Dump

Name Change Request

If that doesn't work, Perfidious would do

Name Change Request

Crystal Amalgam -> False Prophet