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avephelis · 1 month

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Plz tell me all about your dunmesh party!!! Also can I try to draw some of them???

OF COURSE YOU CAN?? I'D BE HONOURED!! and they're actually all sonas! came about in an aggie voice call. there is a little bit of lore though let me remember it-

basically the gist of things is that they venture into the dungeon to aquire. erm. "monster and adventurer stock". which is totally normal and moral and definitely doesn't involve hacking limbs off of living or dead bodies.

i think there was a bit of stuff on each of us if i can remember it? i'll put that under the cut

top left: mine! he's a tall-man. mainly does a lot of melee fighting and survivalist stuff (would definitely know his way around a monster cookout and freak biology autism session too), but his competence is nerfed by an insanely stupid lack of impulse control or concentration. has definitely died the most times. also, we decided the dungeon meshi equivalent of contact lenses would be a spell that enhances vision but comes with the drawback of keeping your eyes open unless you conciously make an effort to close them. so not only does he have my freaky predator stare he definitely sleeps staring at you.

top middle: goober's (@liverteeth)! dwarf who specialises in healing magic, but she tends to use it less for helping people and more for uh. body horror fucked up science medical malpractice. they and my guy are definitely the most invested in the "party business", so to speak.

top right: cam's (@craftycalico)! tall-man/beast-man (calico cat), if i remember correctly they were going to be mainly specialised in tracking and trap-laying, in a very classically ranger sense. a lot of experience with the outdoors.

bottom left: term's (@t3rm1n0s)! half-foot who TRIES to specialise in elemental/combat magic, but considering as far as i remember half-foots don't have a whole lot of mana, he'd probably just. blow himself up lmao? the weird little propellor hat twig thing could be some sort of monster parasite that helps with that, though. regardless he's excellent emotional support! height-stunted heart of the party.

bottom middle: andy's (@bandy-andy)! kobold weaponsmith and the party muscle! he actually doesn't care at all about the party's limb-hacking deal and just tags along with them to use the chance as an excuse to study dungeon architecture, which he has a vested interest in, and otherwise wouldn't be able to study venturing into the dungeons on his own.

bottom right: ari's (@arieava)! half-elf who ACTUALLY acts as the party's cleric in a more traditional sense. specialises less in healing the body though and more in spiritual protection and rituals. not super sure about the whole limb-hacking thing but he's kind of in too deep at this point.

i think that's everything i remember but i might've recalled something wrong in which case one of these freaks i have tagged will maybe beat the shit out of me. OH WELL! anyway. chaotic evil ass failparty let's be honest here.

#not sure how to tag this one but i should for sorting purposes so uhh #dunmeshi sona #mcytblr arthouse #asks #oh and erm #tw mutilation #lmao #if you did draw any of them i would love you forever and ever tbh

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contrasting-silhouettes · 8 months

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Hi there everyone! This is an ask blog for my 4 goobers.

First of all, rules. No NSFW or being plain weird. No harrassing anyone on this blog. If I catch you doing that, you will be blocked. All other rules that apply to other rp blogs apply here as well. And most importantly, have fun and send chaotic asks!

PSA FOR ANY WHO’D LIKE TO JOIN IN MAKING AN ASK BLOG:

We noticed that we were flooding the main tag, so while you can use #ieytd and #i expect you to die on a first post to let people see it, we ask that most of the blog is tagged under #ieytask when running ask blogs so they’re all in the same little corner and not actively swallowing the fandom whole. (the post got far too long, had to split it. All the people involved in the blog are under the break. Please read under the cut.)

Ps: Magic anons are allowed on this blog but only in specific time periods called “Blue Moons” aka when I feel like dealing with them.

Here they are.

Foxglove and Catalyst, 2 sides of the same coin. They're actually one agent but they got separated into 2 agents. Foxglove is more hands off and Catalyst is more hands on. Seeing they were split on the same day, they're the same age which is 38. Foxglove goes by they/them and Catalyst goes by They/them and He/him. Foxglove has kleptomania and steals everything and Catalyst has pyromania. Foxglove's speech is in blue and Catalyst will be red.

Support Agent Grey, the handler for Foxglove and Catalyst. A nice handler who is quite close to his agents. He's 58 but can still keep up with the 2 pretty well. Grey goes by he/him. Grey's speech is in yellow. Note: You can attempt to romance Grey again!

Agent Nightingale, the former agent. They were both Foxglove and Catalyst before the day they split. Grey's former agent. They're technically dead but they hang around their splinters and their former handler. Their pronouns are about as set as a block of jello so they're fine with any Nightingale speaks in purple as they are a fusion of the 2.

Orange text is me, The Author speaking! This is normally used in out of character comments/posts!

Meet the newest addition to the goober squad, Agent X. They're an unwilling part of the agency and one of the younger agents. They got duped into joining due to a travel agency front business. Instead of a TK Implant, they got an Optical Implant which they never asked for. The implant is also a different color than their original eye color so they have an everlasting reminder of that they're a part of the agency that duped them to join/stay, like it or not. They'll speak in green, replacing Juniper.

#ieytd ask blog #ieytd rp #ieytd3 #i expect you to die 2 #ieytd2 #i expect you to die #(this is the intro post sorry about putting this in the main tags)

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thatdarkdivide · 4 years

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otto bagman intro / task 011.

Basics:

Name: otto bagman Nicknames: human canon ball Birthday: 21 march Age: sixteen Pronouns: he/him Sexuality: “don’t ask me” shrugging Siblings: ludovic (older brotheer) Other Family: samuel bagman (father), allura bagman (mother)

Wizard Fun:

Hogwarts House: ravenclaw Year: sixth Clubs: nap club Favorite Class(es): history of magic, astronomy, ancient studies/ancient runes Least Favorite Class(es): herbology, care of magical creatures, potions Pet: goober Blood Status: halfblood Species: human Patronus: fox Boggart: his family hurt Wand type: dogwood, unicorn, supple Affiliation: neutral

Appearance:

Height: 6′1″ Hair Color: brown Eye Color: hazel Typical Hair Style: he keeps it sort of lengthy. Fashion Style: his sense of fashion is pretty much jeans and a tee-shirt, paired with converse Distinguishing Features: he’s pretty tall

Biography:

The Bagman family was never a family of much notoriety in the wizarding society. Samuel Bagman, though a pureblood, ended up marrying a halfblood witch. The family had never been one for blood supremacy, nor cared much about the pairing, as long as it made them happy. They were a relatively happy and normal family. They weren’t very rich, but Samuel made his money through wizarding technology and his wife was a mediwitch. Eventually, they had their first child, Ludovic and a year later a second child, Otto. From the moment he was born, Otto was going to be trouble. As a toddler, he followed his brother around, asking questions about everything that was around him until Ludo would storm off to escape, in which Otto would go bother someone else. It was a cycle of him needing to know the answer to every question that he asked, even if it made him an obnoxious child. It wasn’t until he was six did that find a solution to his overactive, constantly curious mind: puzzles. If it was challenging enough of a puzzle, it could keep him occupied for days. Otto became super focused on the task in front of him; the jigsaw, mechanical, or logic puzzles would at least allow the rest of the family to breathe for a moment. It was clear to his parents that he was going to be a bit of a handful.

From a very young age, magic was a large part of his life. As a family of four, with two working parents, he was used to seeing magic help his parents around the house. Wizarding London was normal London to him. He was nine the first time he found himself in Muggle London and it was a mistake. A wrong turn lead him into a completely different and foreign world. He became lost nearly instantly, walking around seeing all the different technologies. Televisions, cars, lawn mowers, and telephones. Otto was fascinated by it all. These people had no magic, which of course he knew that there were people without magic, but it was an entirely new thing for him. He didn’t want to leave, but eventually his parents found him, sitting on a bench in the park watching the non magic people scurry around in a hurry instead of just appearing where they needed to be. Though he was scolded for it, Otto regularly found himself back in Muggle London and thus begun his secret obsession of muggle objects.

He watched his older brother go off to Hogwarts at ten and followed a year later. Otto expected to be sorted into Hufflepuff, like Ludo, or Gryffindor, for his chaotic behavior. The hat considered those for a brief moment before calling out something that surprised him: Ravenclaw. Otto didn’t seem to have a love of learning like the rest of his new house, but it was his curiosity and love of academic challenges that got him sorted into his house. Hogwarts was an adjustment for him. The school had more strict rules than he was used to and he struggled at first finding a way to quell his wild behavior and still have fun. After several detentions however, he decided that it was time he learn the rules. Otto sat down and memorized every single rule Hogwarts had in place, so he could learn exactly how he could break them. That’s when he discovered two things: the reason he was sorted into the house he was in and how little effort it took him to memorize something. Otto figured that could become a very useful skill.

Second year, however, was the most important year of all because that’s when he met his best friend. He’d learned that the thing with people was that not many people were interesting; even if he was friendly and outgoing to most people, they didn’t hold his fascination for very long. Declan, however, was someone that Otto just felt a magnetic attachment to. Only twelve, Otto decided that this Hufflepuff was his person, his best friend. And anyway, why wouldn’t he want to befriend the boy with a pet weasel? Though, Otto tends to socialize with all sorts of people, Declan is the one constant in his life.

Although Otto had always been an intelligent boy, he was also incredibly lazy. His reputation among the castle is not as positive as his parents believe it should be. Otto has the ability to do better and be better, however, he rarely applied himself in classes. That statement continued to show up in reports from his teachers. While Otto does well in classes which required him to read large portions of text, he struggled in some of the more hands on subjects. Even though Otto is now in sixth year and realistically is aware he should be doing better in all his subjects, he continues goofing off. At some point he knows that he’s going to have to make a decision on exactly what he wants to do with the rest of his life and focus on his actual education, but he refuses to acknowledge that his behavior is problematic. Otto, unlike most every other student at the school, isn’t focused as much on the future as he is on the current moment.

#(ob.) — task.#(ob.) — task 011.#abtask #abintro

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twoagainstfate · 4 years

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About (Mobile Friendly Ver.)

If you know the story of Fate/Grand Order, you should already know the basics. Ordinary shmuck gets recruited by a shady organization of mages for top secret time traveling project to protect history only to get more than they bargained for when the first mission is so badly sabotaged that they, a goober who only just found out magic even existed and has zero training, are the only person left in the entire world who can save the entirety of human history from being destroyed. And they have to summon and wrangle a whole hoard of ancient legendary heroes, historical figures, gods and unholy abominations to do it. On this blog though, there are two such goobers, so that’s somewhat of an improvement?

Ritsuka Fujimaru

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Alignment: Neutral Good

Bio: The no. 48 and final Master Candidate for the Chaldea Security Organization’s Fuyuki Singularity Mission. For the most part, as in canon, he is a perfectly ordinary guy in every way, at least on the surface, but he does have some backstory. He’s the only child of a single unmarried mother and who died actually committed suicide when he was 6 and a completely unknown father, leaving him growing up most of his life in an orphanage where he met Nodoka because his other relatives didn’t want him. Aside from that, he was perfectly ordinary until he found his way to Chaldea. Being an illegitimate child in Japan had no affect on his mental state whatsoever nope. While a fairly easy going guy who often ends up going with the flow actually he might be a bit of a doormat sometimes, he can occasionally get a little snarky and often ends up playing Straight Man to Nodoka’s antics, a role that seems to have transferred to the rest of Chaldea after he became a Master. While he rarely does anything to actually stop her (or any of the servants currently up to shenanigans) he at least tries to keep things reigned in a bit. While he’s gotten better about it as he’s grown into the role of being a Master he does have some ha self esteem issues and is known to doubt himself occasionally ha but he usually manages to pull through with Nodoka’s help. There miiight be some codependency involved there.

Nodoka Kisaragi

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Bio: The No. 47 Master Candidate. Nodoka is the one who basically agreed to and dragged them both to Chaldea in the first place because she thought it sounded exciting. Maybe a bit more excitement than she bargained for, but she’s down with it. Nodoka is also an orphan, with her parents having died in an accident when she was 6, after which she met Ritsuka at the same orphanage she ended up at. The two of them have stuck together ever since. While also a perfectly ordinary girl, compared to Ritsuka she’s far more out going and a bit of a wild child. Having practically jumped at the chance of being a hero without maybe completely taking things as seriously as she probably should have initially, the trials they’ve gone through since have tempered but not completely dampened her enthusiasm. She’s a bit of a mischief maker and an avid gamer who is always more than happy to get involved in whatever tom foolery their Servants are getting up to at any given time, rather than just getting dragged along for the ride like Ritsuka. Usually because she’s the one dragging him along in the first place. She’s a fairly confident person over all and is always the first person to bolster Ritsuka’s confidence when it begins to flag. She figures that so long as she and Ritsuka are together, they can get through anything. Though if he wasn’t there…

Sub-Muses

Foreigner Bendy The Dancing Demon (Bendy and the Ink Machine, Fate Servant AU)

Age: ???

Gender: Male

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Bio: Full Servant Profile Here.

An odd Servant of an obscure 1930s American cartoon character who was summoned to Chaldea one day. The full story of how he got here is a bit of a complicated one, but it might involve an incident involving a singularity of some kind. (The mun had a vague idea for a crossover event set sometime during Epic of Remnant)

#;mobile friendly

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allthatwehear · 6 years

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start anew

April 6th, 2018

well, here we go again.

sarah, you said last night, in the dizziness of staring at a laptop screen, (haha, the irony, I’m doing that once again,) that you needed a change. you’re about to be twenty years old and nothing ever large has changed. you’ve always prayed for it. you’ve always begged that Jesus come take over your life and throw you into the tundra or the african safari or do something crazy and wild because He told you to. and that is wonderful and all--but sarah. a relationship with God, you have to choose to do it. you can’t sit idly by, for years, like you have, waiting for a time when all the sudden God would just change your life. yes, He has the power to do so. yes, he can calm the raging seas and change the sinner’s heart to see his love. but don’t you love him? he also gave us freedom, sarah. therefore, he is not going to force a relationship on any of us. the hard part is, if we want to draw closer to him, love him more, incorporate him more into our lives, we have to be the ones to do it. he will follow our lead, he will grip closely but the problem is he always has been gripping closely and he never left. but the choice is ours to maintain that relationship, to /build/ that relationship.

i was reading Blue Like Jazz at my old school. the one in Seattle. the one with the mixed feelings of smallness and i see everyone too much, and smallness and i see everyone too much and its great because then i can build friendships easier. well anyway, in this book it talked about “falling in love” with jesus. that knowing him really, is to fall in love with him, just like we would any other person. because with people we love we try to keep a closeness. i’ll look up the words later, they were better than how i am saying it.

donald miller said a few things about love:

“Believing in God is as much like falling in love as it is making a decision. Love is both something that happens to you and something you decide upon.” blue like jazz

“...to be in a relationship with God is to be loved purely and furiously. And a person who thinks himself unlovable cannot be in a relationship with God because he can't accept who God is; a Being that is love. We learn that we are lovable or unlovable from other people...That is why God tells us so many times to love each other.” blue like jazz

“And so I have come to understand that strength, inner strength, comes from receiving love as much as it comes from giving it.” blue like jazz

a person who thinks himself unlovable cannot be in a relationship with God, because he can’t accept who God is: love. that struck me good, truly. and so, if you are going to be different, little one, you have to fall in love with God. but just like love is an overpowering, sort of unexplainable beautiful feeling, you don’t quite know why you love that person, so it is also a choice, to stay in love, and to love that person through thick and thin, no matter what. kind of like a husband.

i have been thinking about husbands a lot lately. boys. the men i have met in my life. the moment when simply matt benzar couldn’t stay away from me for long. i went to him in the morning with my hair wet and said goodbye, then he appeared in my doorway as I had multiple girls speaking all at once and trying to figure out if it was alright to ask them to shut up or maybe even just vacuum for me instead of letting be stand stupidly while they all gazed at me at once. then matt came, and i was so elated, my heart leapt. he came all the way up with us, to the lobby, and i let the others trickle out really fast so that he could say goodbye. olivia does not get social ques and ran up and squeezed me around the waist while it literally looked like matt and i were having a moment. we hugged probably like, five more, long times, in the span of those few minutes. he gave me a long look, a look with, with my small experience, seems like a time when you’d kiss. but he was with another girl..? which hurt me already because he had freaking been hitting on me and i was never like against it or said anything bad about it oh i just didn’t get that odd guy. he is tall and Romanian and so very very handsome. a soft voice and a thoughtful way of speaking, chooses words very carefully, but wow, i adored him.

then there was frank, who texted me while i was home. he saw me leave, his best friend and now roommate ran down in a flurry to say goodbye to me. but frank did nothing, save look out the window, apparently, at the fuss going on while my car was packed and i said goodbye to everyone. gracie prayed for me and i think i was sniffling so that’s probably what he saw. it was chaotic, i hardly remember one step from the next. he waved at rye guy i guess.

i definitely do miss everyone, so very much. i hate when things go so quickly that it almost just seems like a dream, i hate that. my time in seattle will turn into that time, i know myself.

i am completely and utterly lost. I don’t know what I am supposed to do with my future, I don’t even know what I am supposed to do with my job. where the heck do I work? i’m not making any money right now. I’m just sitting here idly. and people want to try and do trips with me, but I can’t. i have to be responsible but I can never fucking stand up for myself or stop promising things, because I don’t want to hurt people. but that’s just dumb because it probably hurts them more because they get their hopes up and then i cancel stupid, stupid. i’m just waiting for answers, like they’re just going to magically come.

i’m meeting eden and taylor, maybe i’m supposed to go to cu. i texted megan ringoen, maybe i’m supposed to go to MSU. i love my friends, and there are more people to get to know so much closer, maybe i’m supposed to go back to SPU because it’s gorgeous. what about sophie and joe, PLNU? but it’s a small school--but it’s by the beach. but but but.

jesus I know it is so stupid to be scared by so many choices, and what a problem to have, too many choices. but i just absolutely do not know what I am supposed to do. i was committed to the debt before, I could always be again. i just want to explore. i don’t necessarily want to stay in colorado again; i know boulder, like the back of my hand. oh, this is ridiculous. jesus. i need you desperately. also, i’m stressed because i can’t keep up with all the friends at school, per usual. there are too many people to keep up with. haha god thank you for my friend-making personality, but curse you for giving me so many people to love. ;)

you goober. I love you. and I’m going to work on loving you better, I promise.

I promise.

for my 20th year, I want to fall in love with jesus.

fall in love with jesus.

jesus I am falling in love with you; like you are my father, my kid, my husband, how would i treat someone that close to me like. you are glorious. thank you for your utmost love this morning.

until TOMORROW, /SARAH LINDSEY/.

bless,

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