altrdmorality
i want angst so bad hmu on disc plspls
altrdmorality
altrdmorality
very tired of announcing this but i dont know it kinda feels like i do not have another option idkk. i hope this is my last message here for awhile.
please add/message me on discord. i want to rp. i downloaded discord specifically to rp. i really need people to rp and talk with on that app, so much muse. i miss my ocs so much it is just hurting me to have so little messages.
i appreciate the few who message me consistently so much, thank you, ilysm, u know who u are
i've been asking for months and this is just like. idk what else to do. idk how i'm supposed to convince anyone that i'm worth roleplaying with besides doing this LMAO i promise i don't bite. i don't rp on wattpad anymore at all so please hmu
discord is casedmace
would appreciate messages, thank u if u read this lmfao
Lostsongofmusic
@altrdmorality We can talk abt plot ideas if uu want ! I think I did message you on discord already, idk I’ve been swamped with school and my mind is hazy ;sob;
chronicfame
.. someone there?
altrdmorality
@chronicfame ( reluctantly, the small figure emerges from the thick bushes of the forest. he's disheveled, filthy, staff in hand and prepared to maim. ) why here.
PuttinOnTheFoil
“OH MY GOD ITS SANTA!”
PuttinOnTheFoil
“Hey, look, I know you like Alvi but you can’t just go slapping mistletoe on his backpack.”
altrdmorality
/ cb amd specify for forest boy
PuttinOnTheFoil
“You know you have to leave cookies out for Santa, right?”
PuttinOnTheFoil
@altrdmorality “Keeps you clean. Also funny.” Mattie said as he put on his own, far too small and far too Santa themed, apron.
frctellino
psst.. time to get up 'n' eat. you'll feel better.
/ sick bandit cuz.. u r sick
altrdmorality
@frctellino ( bandit finally sits up, for the first time that day. his head is throbbing and he cannot seem to think a damn coherent thought. slowly, he'll trudge over. )
frctellino
oh, dude—- your leg looks bad. lemme see.
altrdmorality
this message may be
offensive
@frctellino ( bandit doesn't watch. his body is rigid, petrified, the burning earning a soft noise of distress; of pain. the hurt was inevitable, expected, but fuck, it was bad. bandit speaks quietly. ) it okay.
frctellino
okay. okay. ( looking at the leg, he has to steel himself. he's taken first aid classes. even if he can't stand anything gory.. he'll be fine, he swears. ) this part'll sting. ( disinfecting wipes are rubbed up and down the wound after he flushes it with water. his hands are shaking. ) sorry, sorry..
altrdmorality
@frctellino ( bandit seats himself, legs trembling. matter of fact, all of him is trembling. ) yes. promise.
frctellino
oh.. yeah.. those are my, uh, brothers' toys. they leave them all here :/