MY EXPERIENCE IN THE ROLEPLAYING COMMUNITY * send me a symbol and i'll tell you...
❤️ my first roleplay memory
🍪 my favorite roleplay memory
🌵 my worst roleplay memory
🎁 what platform i started roleplaying on
☎️ my first character i ever roleplayed
🚕 my most embarrassing roleplay moment
🎭 a blog i miss writing with
🏆 how long i've been roleplaying for
🎾 what type of genre of roleplay i prefer to write
🍷 a character i want to write but never made a blog for
🔥 my hot take about the roleplaying community
⭐️ my roleplay pet peeves
🌸 the blog/s that most inspires me
🍄 my favorite original character blog
🐠 why i love (or hate) this hobby
🦄 the best thing that's happened to me in roleplay this year
🦁 my favorite ships
🎹 the worst roleplay trend i ever saw
🚙 the one thing i will never do in roleplay
🛳 my opinions on DNI lists
⛱ my opinions on anon hate
🏛 my opinions on softblocking
🖨 my opinions on callouts
🔑 my favorite type of threads
📫 my favorite type of ships
🖼 my favorite types of characters
📒 three blogs i couldn't live without
🛍 the one thing i wish all of my followers knew about me
Indie RP blog Non-selective OC-friendly Rules / Character Info / Headcanons
"Not at all, Captain. You needn't explain yourself to machinery." He folded his hands behind his back and observed the creature carefully. Of course, it didn't exactly surprise him that the UC would be interested in such a dangerous creature. "I rather find it fascinating."
He thought he may as well stay in the cargo bay with the creature just to be certain. After all it was much safer if he was the one to do it... the creature would undoubtedly be able to sense he was not the usual target as much as he may look the part and leave him be. "I wouldn't recommend it, Captain. If a ship picks it up it could spell disaster. Not only for the ship, but for any planet it lands upon. Some parasites can go into stasis for years until something warm blooded comes along."
"You brought a man-eating parasite onto the ship?"
The signal must have worked, because it wasn't long before footsteps were heard outside and the door opened up, bright lights shining in blindingly. "Two survivors." The trooper radioed, stepping inside though not lowering his gun once. They were UC, but the uniform was not one that was familiar to him. Green with orange tiger stripes. Special forces of some type. Special forces... so there was a situation here out of the usual. A silence followed as he received orders over comms. "Understood. You're both coming with us. Board the ship. Move. Do it quick."
Continued from X
Institute Synths and Courser
Concept art for Fallout 4
Art by Lucas Hardi
Send in a Pet Name / Nickname that your muse might call mine, and see how my muse reacts to it.
"As you say, Captain." He couched in front of the crate and observed carefully the creature within. "If we're on the subject then may I ask the question - are you quite comfortable with the idea that the UC may use this creature as a Xenoweapon?" He thought that it was worth mentioning. It wasn't ethical at all, but that didn't stop humans from doing such things. It never ceased to be odd to him the lengths humans would go to simply to kill one another. Overly complicated means at that. One might call it clever, but he thought that it was a waste to kill non-combatants.
"Not at all, Captain. You needn't explain yourself to machinery." He folded his hands behind his back and observed the creature carefully. Of course, it didn't exactly surprise him that the UC would be interested in such a dangerous creature. "I rather find it fascinating."
He thought he may as well stay in the cargo bay with the creature just to be certain. After all it was much safer if he was the one to do it... the creature would undoubtedly be able to sense he was not the usual target as much as he may look the part and leave him be. "I wouldn't recommend it, Captain. If a ship picks it up it could spell disaster. Not only for the ship, but for any planet it lands upon. Some parasites can go into stasis for years until something warm blooded comes along."
"Evil? Would that be because human morals have aesthetics?" He had always found human dilemma to be quite amusing. It was quite simple to him. But then what did he know? Someone had programmed him to be simple. He never quite knew if his thoughts were his own or if they belonged to someone else. "Very well, Captain. I can tend to your ship for you until you've decided what to do with me." It was a relief in its own way. His programming had him itching to get back to work. "Danger is of little consequence to me. I can always be repaired."
"I apologize for being an inconvenience, David." He folded his hands behind his back and regarded the security that had complained about him being a nuisance. "Yes, a UC scientist sent me here to aid the miners but I'm afraid I seem to have failed that directive." A shame as he had no intentions of causing trouble. He had been sent here to aid the miners not to get in their way. Although... it was entirely possible the UC was cutting costs by using him in certain areas. "My own directive? My own directive..." It was a curious request and one that he had never really considered or been asked before. "I should like to help humanity, David. However, I may, but I'm afraid I may be scrapped for failing my previous directive."
oblivion scenery - part 6