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Got Scammed On Discord

For anyone of my mutuals/friends who know me on Discord, I got hijacked. One of my friends unfortunately had this happen, and they contacted me, begging me to contact this person who had a LinkedIn and everything. Looked legit, and I just wanted to clear the false reports. This person had me change my main email account to one that they set up for temporary custody to investigate my account. Now, I can't get back on it. Had to call up my bank and everything. I did what I could to try and cover bases. Be careful out there, folks. I reported what I could, talked to whoever I needed to, but still. Bummer way to go about the week.

#discord scam #discord alert #((i'm still on Hiatus from this blog)) #((But i'm boosting this for my friend on this account for any of my Oddworld followers))

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I am still here, just not as active on my Oddworld blogs at this time. You guys can still send asks and whatnot to this blog, @spoocyshrub

or @enslaved-queenmother but it may take me a while to get to them.

The Noddaba's Fall Plot is also currently on a hiatus at this time.

#THE MUN SPEAKS

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*Pats grew a weak smile. He felt guilty about having to leave Bea in Kyung’s care, but he knew what could happen to Bea if he continued to allow her to stay in the realm where he and his brothers stayed. He was trying hard to find the words to tell Kyung, but all she could hear was him choking on his words. He was getting visibly frustrated before Prez finally stepped in. He tapped on Pats’ shoulder and motioned with his head to follow him. Fute hovered forward and flashed a comforting smile to Kyung. *

“If we could, we would let Bea stay with us primarily. It’s just too dangerous for a living mortal to stay on our plane. It could have lasting physical effects on her, and it could very well sap her lifeforce away. With enough time, she could end up like us. A spirit.

While Pats will be stopping by for daily visitation, we may also accompany him from time to time. In the event you need any of us urgently, I will teach you how to go about summoning us. If you and Pats need time together, Prez and I would be glad to babysit. Prez and I have a bit more experience with children than Pats does, so if you need advice, please don’t hesitate to summon either of us to help guide you.

I think I am safe to say that Big Face would also offer what advice he can for you or babysit as well. You are his family too, you know.”

*Prez began to hover back over to Kyung with Pats in tow. Fute asked if they were alright, and Prez nodded with a smirk. Pats took a moment to don his mortal guise, and began to embrace her, being careful of the young jimling in her arms*

Kyung listened attentively to the news Pats needed to tell her, nodding while occasionally glancing at the Jimling in her arms, who was letting out little growling noises between gnawing on the bony end of Pats' missing arm. While she didn't have much experience in childcare, nor had she ever imagined being a mother for quite some time, Kyung's expression was confident. She trusted Pats would keep his word, and she had secured the support of her boss' cartel to help her through the stages of being a first-time parent.

"Ah, I had mentioned to my boss about how little Bea will need a proper place to stay once she's hatched, and he's fully supportive on whatever we need to do to provide the safest place for her to grow," The Jimseomi beamed while giving the Oracles a thumbs-up. "Besides, plenty of my colleagues have been just dying to meet the little one, and I know that the Brass Claw's daycare services will be able to help out if we ever need them to take Bea off our paws for a bit!"

#Brassclaws of Oddworld #((We can end this at any point)) #((Expect more of the Oracles in your inbox in the future)) #((You might even get Big Face Elli or Dokk as well))

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my favorite fic trope 

#Big Face Vibes #((It's literally Big Face with a lot of folks he's met so far)) #((doesn't even have to be a child)) #((It's the same with adults calling him dad genuinely))

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*Pats’ face turned rosey with blush as Kyung kissed him. Odd, he loved this woman so much. He felt like the happiest mud in the universe. He turned his gaze down to Bea and held her close, with a proud smirk on his face.*

“Glad someone gets it. She really does have those beautiful bee colors. I… Odd I can’t believe that I’m a dad now…!”

“Pats? Yer forgettin’ somethin’. You and Kyung need to talk.”

*Pats frowned a little when Prez mentioned that he and Kyung needed to talk. The Oracle gave a sigh and turned to Kyung.*

“So… I was able to keep the egg with me and my brothers for a while, but there’s been discussions on who the tyke is going to stay with primarily. Since we’re y’know… Dead. It’s a bit dangerous to keep Bea with me long term. I was able to take care of the egg alright, but now it’s probably time I hand off the kid to stay with you and your cartel. My brothers and I will be here whenever you need it, and I’ll come visit every single day to make sure you both are doing well.

I gotta do better by you and now Bea. I know stuff has kept me away for long periods, but no more. I promise.”

"Sounds like the little one is going to grow up with the best family she could ever have," Kyung smiled widely, knowing that she could depend on Prez and Fute to help her and Pats in raising the Jimling. The baby had been watching and cooing at all of the adults fawning over her, smiling broadly and exposing not just two, but several rows of sharp teeth lining her gums while she laughed.

"I think Bea is a lovely name! I don't think I could've thought of a better one myself," She chuckled using one of her free arms to turn Pats' face towards her so she could give him a kiss. "It certainly seems fitting too, her yellow skin makes her look like a Jimling made of honey," Kyung remarked, lightly bouncing the swaddled child.

#Brassclaws-of-Oddworld #Rp Thread #((So Bea would primarily be under the care of Kyung and her cartel)) #((Bea can't exactly stay in the same realm where the Three Oracles make their home)) #((Being dead and all)) #((But they'll come visit to help take care of the kid)) #((And Bea will have someone to watch after her in the event something happens to either Kyung or The Oracles))

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*Big Face noticed right away that Morthius seemed to favor the meat. He slipped the cup of tea behind his mask and took a sip. He placed the cup back down on the table and stood up to search the shelves. He pulled one down and laid it across the table, minding the tea and the platter of snacks. It appeared to be a map of the area. He ran his finger in a circle motion around a spot in the Monsaic Lines.*

“You are currently right here. There are wells and portals that will allow you to access the borders of Scrabania and Paramonia close by the area, over to this direction here…”

*Big Face ran his finger to what appears to be a crater on the map.*

“Is where the ruins of Rupture Farms lay. The information you have given me is pretty vague. I’m afraid I don’t even know where to start with trying to guide you home. Do you perhaps recognize anything on this map?”

Morthius's eyes widen in curiosity as they walked in to the archives she never seen such a sight before she was so in aw she forgot about the tension lingering in the air for a moment. Her rat like tail slipped from her grip and waged excitedly behind her as she took in the sight for a moment.

"Huh? oh!" She immediately took a set all thought awkward becuase of the way her legs were. As soon as snack where brought in her nose twitched as she took in the sent she defiantly leaned more towards the meat but she showed curiosity of the other food on the platter.

"I come from one of the many tribes of our kin where we worship the sun as it brings good fortune for the food we grow though i cant really eat those foods they make me sick. All i really know is it's located somewhere deep in a lush forest."

She took a peace of meat from the platter and ate it.

#Hands-of-Odd #Rp Thread

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Please like/reblog this if you're willing to roleplay with villain characters without acting like the mun is a terrible person.

I writing evil or nearly evil characters more fun than writing good guys. I’m sick of feeling like people are going to judge me for my characters. I have a right to rp what I want and explain my characters actions, but not try to justify them. Because I know why a character acts a certain way doesn’t mean I think they are excused. The world isn’t black and white.

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are you wondering about turning a meme into a thread ? 

do it.

if you’re worried or concerned that i may not be okay with it, you have nothing to be anxious about. i approve turning memes to threads 100%. actually, i prefer it ! you don’t even have to ask ever, okay ? it is always, always, always okay with me.

so, go ahead. turn that meme into a thread. 

i am so bad with starters, but i always want to interact with everyone, and this is, in my opinion, the best way to do it. 

#Out of Character #((i do this all the time)) #((on all my roleplay blogs))

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“The only steps I can teach to you, is that they are very distracted by meat, and never follow one that is alone. Most of the time, they are trying to lure you into an ambush.”

*The shaman could hear her stomach grumble easily. He turned to her and slowly began to put his mask back on. Once it was back in place, he called for the attendants within the temple. When one of the unmasked attendants arrived, the shaman put his arms behind his back and straightened his posture.*

“Fetch our guest some refreshment if you please. We will be heading into the archives shortly, meet us there with it.”

*The Attendant nodded and ran off into the corridors of the temple. Big Face began to lead Morthius deeper into the temple. As Big Face began to lead her into the temple archives, was one room that had two armed guards standing outside it. This room was very clearly not open to the public. When the two entered the archives, there were many shelves of wrapped scrolls, and a few standing story stones that required a hand print to access.

*The Shaman led Morthius to one of the tables and set a chair out for her to sit. Big Face sat across from her at the small table, sitting very particularly so his mask would not bump against the legs or seat. The attendant soon returned with a teapot, two cups, and a small wooden tray with a snack arrangement. Berries, Sliced cheeses and meats, and some bread. The shaman took the teapot and began to serve the tea.*

“May I inquire about where you come from? I like learning more about the students I intend to educate. I can tell you might not be from the Monsaic Lines.”

She had no idea she had just upset her new found friend not that she meant any ill will she just wanted to make sure she wouldn't accidentally hurt him. Maybe this is why she was brought here so she could be tough not to be such a big blockhead.

"Really they are?.. well... if you dont mind, could you teach me how? id love to learn." She gave him a small smile even though she could sens the now lingering tension in the air. However her stomach grumbled loudly showing sings of hunger which made her ears lower in embarrassment that her body made such a noise she was on edge because of the tension in the air. "Id hate to ask this but... do you have anything to eat around here?.."

#Hands of Odd #((Big Face is a mud who loves his tea)) #((Give him some time and he'll come around to trusting Morthius more.))

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*Big Face winced a little when Morthius commented on his eye. He took a step back when she leaned in to examine the eye. He was staring straight into her eyes. He shuddered and began to rub his arm a little. Clearing his throat as the finally began to walk, he took notice of how Morthius was now acting around him. He chose not to comment, but his smile was weaker. Big Face didn’t like to admit he was insecure about his eye injury.

*He walked with Morthius, continuing to try put a brave face on for the newcomer, but boy did he really want to put his mask back on right now.*

“My name? It’s uh… It’s Theo. I don’t mind if people call me Big Face. If you need assistance getting back to where you were, I might be able to help. Paramites are easy to deal with if you know how. Besides, if there are some wandering this close to the lines, I’ll have to shepherd them back towards the Paramonia borders anyway.”

This sent one hell of a shock through her entire being he wasn't lying when he said it was a nasty looking scar, her eyes winded on sight of his eye. "Holy molly! are you okay!?"

She leaned in closer to get a better look at his damaged eye apart of her wanted to take the palm of her claw and push it back in to his skull but she refused to let that intrusive thought take over as she kept her claws to herself. Her eyes watched him as he began to walk without even having to say anything she followed him as if it was in her nature to follow.

However she stepped carefully beside him and constantly looked over her shoulder at her tail to make sure it wouldn't accidentally hit him the last thing she needed to see to day is what a fellow Mudokon looked like with out an eye in it's socket. "No i wandered to far from my home and ended up being chased by these.. um.. those green spider like creatures.

I dont think i can go back the way i came so im kind of stuck here for now i guess.."

She fell silent for a moment then slightly looked over at him her ears laid back in a more clam and comfortable position. "Say.. what is your real name? well other then being called big face."

#Hands-of-Odd #((Fyi to the mun here)) #((What Morthius is doing is crossing boundaries and making him extremely uncomfortable right now)) #((he does not like being treated different because of his eye)) #((So he's going to start treating her with a lot more hesitant attitude))

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[Horrible Questions Meme]

07: What did you last eat? [for Pats]

08: Played any sports? [for Fute]

09: Do you bite your nails? [for Prez]

10: When was your last physical fight? [for Argus]

26: What are you craving right now? [for Big Face]

Pats: “uhh… A boiled egg. I don’t tend to eat much…”

Fute: “I’m afraid not. My body’s not exactly built for sports. Even when I was still alive. Though I would play some ball games with my nephews whenever Prez brought Lillie and the kids for a visit.”

Prez: “No. No nail biting here. Nor do I think I want to start with my whole being dead thing!”

Argus: “I was sittin’ in my favorite chair, mindin’ my own business, when some rude guy came over and tried to take my chair while I was still sittin’ in it! The audacity! I gave him a swift hit in the head, and a brawl almost broke out! My grandson, Tuff, came over and when I explained what had happened, he ended it. I don’t think that guy will be eating anything he can’t sip through a straw for a while! Heh Heh!”

Big Face: “You know… I could really go for some jerky and hot berry tea right now.”

#Ask Big Face #Ask the Three Oracles #Ask Argus #Brassclaws of Oddworld #((Thanks for all the asks))

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18: Are you scared of spiders?

"I am not. Spiders are easy to handle if you know how to deal with them. Even the giant ones that tend to seek out our kind as food."

#Ask Big Face #Sonic Anon #“The smaller ones are more afraid of you” #“The giant ones are easily distracted with meat”

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70 horrible questions

Meme Originally By a Deactivated Account livixdunne

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favorite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favorite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favorite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

#Ask Big Face #Ask the Three Oracles #Ask Argus #((Been a while since i reblogged some ask games)) #((Please send asks)) #((I have been bored as heck lately with an empty inbox))

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*The shaman let out a warm, hearty laugh. This was certainly a first! Never had he heard someone confuse his mask for his actual face. He did seem comfortable enough with it that it could seem like his face to some. The shaman slowly took his mask off and hung it from his back.

*Overall, his face looked normal, until you looked at his right eye. The eye was practically building out the socket, like one swift hit to the back of his head could pop it right out. It had big red veins all over, and it was clear with each blink that the shaman could not fully shut the eye. The shaman gave a smile. This mud had a fatherly look to his healthy eye, as well as his smile. He was clearly an older mud, middle aged at least. His brown feathers tied up into a ponytail style.

*The shaman returned to Morthius’ side and encouraged her to walk with him. His smile lingered as he just began to walk aimlessly around the temple with her.*

“Tell me, you mentioned you were supposed to meet with someone, before you were chased off into here. Do you need help getting back to your meeting spot, or do you wish to stay a while longer? I don’t mind having company if you wish to remain here.”

"Wait that isn't your face???!" She looked away and blushed lightly out of embarrassment she felt rather silly for thinking the mask was his actual face. She let out a small breath as she slightly looked back over at him her ears twitching slightly as a small bug flew by. "You..... you dont have to." She turned to fully face him with a understanding look upon her face her tail swayed gently from side to side behind her.

"However... would it be wrong to say that im a little curious of this scar you have?" Her ears slightly lowered as she itched the side of her fight with the tips of her claws. Knowing he had a scar defiantly pipped her interest as she knew theirs always a story behind every scar.

#Hands-of-Odd #((He just assumed that Morthius was uncomfortable with his mask and gave her a warning before he takes it off)) #((Some muds get really spooked at his eye)) #((Or they don't stop staring at him)) #((Sometimes there's no winning with some muds)) #((They are freaked out by the mask AND his eye))

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*Big Face gave a lighthearted chuckle when he took notice of how she was acting.*

“You are not the first one to have a questionable gaze at my mask. Lately I’ve grown more comfortable taking this thing off, but around those I have just met, I tend to be a little more… reserved. I have an injury to my eye, you see. The sight tends to make a lot of folks stare at me regardless. Even frightens some.

Would it make you more at ease if I took my mask off despite the injury? I’d prefer my guests be comfortable when they engage conversation with me.

She stayed silent for the most part while listing to him give her the run down on things however when he spoke about how different she was she frowned and opened her mouth as to protest but she stopped herself. Her face softened as she looked down at her claws he was right she was very different form a Mudokon, deep down inside she always knew she was different but she didn't wanna believe it even now she didn't wanna believe it even though the truth was looking her in the face.

She tilted her head to the side a little as her ears pointed forward she lifted a brow when he spoke what well others have been calling him she looked him up and down it really did look like he had a big face. She even began to think that was his face with how he was touching it Morthius was unaware that it was just a mask.

"That's uh... um... thats nice?" She really didn't wanna come off as rued as she literately thought his mask was his face and it made her cringe a little she had no idea how it would be possible for someone to have.. well.. such a big face. The female put her claws together which made a terrible scraping sound as her claws scraped up against one another.

"Im Morthius.." She smiled a little as she looked to where she thought his eyes were.

#Hands-of-Odd #((If you approached him like months back)) #((he'd not even mention taking the thing off)) #((Though he still shows caution to new faces))

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*Big Face nodded his head when Morthius asked if the tales were true. He began to rub at the bottom section of the mask, where his chin would be.*

“This is becoming common knowledge to the freed muds, many slaves that have been freed and relocated would say the same thing. It is only the Glukkons that try to keep these stories under wraps since they fear the fall of their corporate empires. Abe is a hero, a one-of-a-kind hero to our people. Someone I consider very close. My student, and part of my expanding family.

Lately I’ve been getting all kinds of new faces coming to my temple to seek knowledge, especially Muds that are trying to learn their place in their new lives. Some seek me for guidance, for mentoring of their chants, or simply to ask me questions about our spirits and our gods. Religion based questions. Our local natives tend to seek me out for their rituals, education of their children, or they seek me out for my leadership duties since I am a member of the Shaman High Council, and the de facto leader of the Monsaic Lines. I have seen some non-mudokon folk enter my temple a few times. When they aren’t hostile, they simply seek me for information about the land and the creatures.”

*His eyeless gaze turned back to Morthius. His hand still rubbing against the chin of his mask.*

“You may look different to us, but it’s obvious that you were raised as a mudokon. Therefore, I welcome you as one of us. Pay no mind to the attendants of the temple. They tend to gossip when they shouldn’t.

Dear me, where are my manners? We haven’t even told each other our names. How rude of me! Most muds tend to address me as “Big Face” since Abe started doing that first. Now everyone tends to call me that. What name do you go by?”

"Industrials.." She mumbled to herself as she followed behind him like a lost slog pup. She knew little of the industrals but not a whole lot so she was a bit lost in what he was talking about though she still listened to him as he spoke about the demi god and such.

"Ive.... heard tails of this.. Abe guy.." She trailed off as she looked around at the sights of the temple.

"But i thought they were all just that.. stories.. so basically you are telling me right this minute that its all true it really did happen." She tilted her head slightly to the side as she looked down at him her four ears twitched slightly.

Though when he brought up that he held some of the demi gods power with in him she raised a brow and looked him up and down before slowly shaking her head. "Uhh.. i really didn't notice um.. i wouldn't really know what some one would look like who had such godly powers, im but a simple Mudokon."

There she went again about being a Mudokon poor woman clearly had some kind of an identity crisis. However she looked down at her claws as he spoke bout how others came to seek spiritual guidance or learn about there lost past this made a soft whine come out of Morthius's muzzle.

This made her wonder if she was guided here by some un sen force for a resin or it was possible that she just wandered on in here by accident but for some resin it really didn't feel like an accident it felt like she was here for a resin. What that resin would be she had no idea she looked around again trying to make sens of everything she eventually came to the conclusion she only felt there was a resin she was here becuase of the temples vibes.

#Hands-of-Odd #((Silly Shaman)) #((You didn't even tell her your name)) #((Shame on you)) #((WHEEZE)) #((My Big Face doesn't usually question who comes to his temple)) #((The attendants however are a bunch of schmucks)) #((He's not going to judge Morthius at all))

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*Pats let out a huge, excited gasp as the jimling finally broke out of the shell. Prez floated over and began teaching both Kyung and Pats what to do. He showed them how to properly clean the egg residue off the baby, Pres then showed the two how to properly diaper the child, and then showed them how to swaddle her. once the baby was all wrapped up, he presented the bundle to Kyung.*

“If you two ever need any advice, help, or just someone to watch over the tyke. Just ask. Fute and I know a thing or two about kids. Though be careful, Fute may try to spoil them. He’s that kind of uncle. You two got any ideas for a name yet?”

*Pats looked up to Kyung for a moment, then he started to stare off at the distance. it was clear as day, Pats’ mind had drawn a blank. He was completely clueless when it came to names.*

“Uuuuuuh…. Bea?”

*Prez suddenly gave his brother a good smack across the head. The impact knocking the crown right off his brother's head.*

“I swear. You and your bees.”

When Prez spoke up on letting the Jimling break the shell by themselves, Kyung promptly moved her head away from the egg so that her palps would stop picking at the cracks. "Oop! Right!" She yipped, keeping a strong hold on the egg as it shook and continued to give a few THUMPS from how much the baby inside was stirring to break free while she quietly cooed words of encouragement.

Kyung watched with the Oracles, holding her breath in anticipation until one arm punched through the hole, the little fingers flexing and brandishing their already developed claws before the child's head smashed its way out of the top of the egg with a tiny roar. The Jimling had bright yellow skin that complimented their bright red eyes, six of their limbs, and four tendrils on their crown.

"Welcome to the world, little one!~" Kyung greeted once the Jimling could properly see everyone, the rest of the eggshell crumbling into stone-like shards that fell to the floor. "Amos, she's finally here!" She gasped with a look of pure joy on her face.

#Brassclaws of Oddworld #Kyung x Pats #God Prez just clocked him Three stooges style