Hi.
Hey guys been awhile since you’ve seen my face. You might’ve heard so rumors that are kinda false. And I don’t know how else to show you that I’m a good person so here’s a poem of all the good things I’ve did
One time I helped a stupid purple thing with one eye
Make fun of this ugly guy
Who I didn’t like
Oh oh oh
(I added the oh because I like when songs do that :3 )
I also flirted with nerds
The one that’s in a mascot that’s a bird
And cool chick with hair that’s the color of turds
Next thing nice I did
Was babysit a kid
Who said he had superpowers
I said he needed to take a shower
And then he was bullied less
And his hair was less of a mess
Billy silly man
I made clothes for you by hand
Cause I’m your number one stan!
Last nice thing I did every
Was being very clever
And doing homework for Kyle
Cause he sucks ass at debate
That’s my nice song to prove I’m a good person
Heres all the people who call me mean who this apology is for
@b1llw00dward @el1za-inthebathroom
Sowwwwwy 😢☹️
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[[ STOP KOSA ]]
[[ RULES ]]
[[ GAMES AND GAME RULES ]]
[[ PRIZE CORNER ]]
Some context: Text Doctors are a collection of Tumblr-based RP blogs featuring plague doctors made out of ASCII symbols with their own unique lore, they're mostly variants of the first one to don the title, Doctor Screech, a eldritch monster who hails from the abyss and landed in a world of violet occupied by walking fungal-infected-corpses and other such nasties.
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ENTRY #1: THE DENIZENS
J:\\ THE MAKER \\\\
>> Jay. a 5’8, 17 (now 18) year old boy (when he feels like) with tan skin, wearing a black hoodie with a green “87” on it, grey sweatpants, and black shoes, under his hood lies a led visor displaying green animated eyes. He runs an arcade, overseen by a plague doctor suit made out of keyboard symbols, it has a parasitic relationship with his soul that enhances his ego. he runs an arcade as a front to gain more power to cut the strings of fate the gods have cast upon him.
[ jay speaks like this. ]
Jay, he found his way into a mysterious world occupied by a lone plague doctor, a beast who wore a mask of violet, the first ever "text doctor", at least, that's what he called himself, the plague doctor made out of... ASCII symbols? His name was Screech (@the-text-doctor), they got to know each other, the beast was wiser, older, had a family and most of all? POWER. Jay eventually stumbled onto a stray portal, and found a dimension with a lone arcade in it. It was empty, abandoned. It was quiet at first. Then the trials began with new technology Jay founded. His suit. A green, distorted form of the plague doctor made of symbols he met from days before. it was a beast forever crying emerald tears.. It took over the dimension. Slowly at first, but then rapidly, the floors turned black, the walls turned a dark shade of green, the arcade grew, seemingly floating. It was all falling into place.
J:\\ THE SUIT \\\\
A green plague doctor made out of ASCII symbols, slashes make up his limbs and torso, and tear streaks fall down his mask. His left arm is corrupted heavily, with claws made of black triangles. He also has one corrupted wing made out of corrupted textures and glitch artifacts, on his chest lies a dark green mantle with two mirroring "J"s. His belt is made of square brackets and equal signs. This suit was made a host of the place it is now known for, but also to fight, and fight it does, it would be unwise to pick a fight with it in it's unnatural habitat.
thanks to @just-hyper-active for jotette's neck fluff
[ J:\\ JOTA SPEAKS LIKE THIS. ]
[ ♀J:\\ JOTETTE SPEAKS LIKE THIS. ]
The suit, when worn, made him agitated, angry, violent, egotistical, envious, and any other sense of the words, so much so that it took over his very soul, encasing it in a green hue, and wings, ever since, everyone wanted that exotic, digitized soul for themselves.
The Jotette side grade makes Jay feels as if he's the prettiest thing on two legs, still as pyschopathic.
It was perfect for what he needed. He's been researching other worlds for a while, so they were next, but until then? He needed somewhere to cover up his research... the arcade would do just fine. He'd get to lounge around all day, and work on gaining more strength by night. Eventually, he opened the arcade, and attracted quite a crowd. He didn't feel much for them, just lambs to the slaughter, he thought. but eventually he grew fond of some of his visitors, some he loved seeing, some less so. his power grew... but he needed more.
He eventually found other worlds, more creatures like his suit, “text doctors” as he calls them, more forms to take, more things to assimilate into his growing matrix of code and hate.
J:\\ THE LESSER GODS \\\
In the world of digital evils known only by "EXEs", there lie creatures who couldn't get their hands on the vessels everybody knows them for, Sonic, Mario, Pac-Man, the like. These creatures have been festering inside unknown and uncared for video games, i.e one-off titles or edutainment games. They all think the ranks of Sonic.EXE have it too easy since they have more recognizable vessels, so they've decided to form in gangs of sorts, Jay has felt pity for them, and built a refuge for some of them called Circuitboard City.
ENTRY #2: THE DIMENSION, THE BOARDER BETWEEN THE PHYSICAL AND DIGITAL REALMS
J:\\ OUTSIDE \\\\
A vast, black expanse, adorned with grid-patterned green lines and shrouded mountains that conceal Circuitboard City. Green floating stairs serve as the arcade entrance, the space under the arcade leading to an underground subway entry point for access to Circuitboard City.
J:\\ SUBWAY \\\\
The Subway, a dark green and somewhat dirty underground passage, links the arcade to the wonders of Circuitboard City, some Lesser Gods have taken refuge here as opposed to Circuitboard City.
J:\\ CIRCUITBOARD CITY \\\\
helped by @just-hyper-active
The cyber-city sprawls beyond the mountains, initially visible like a distant skybox. However, the true nature of this place is revealed when you journey there through the Subway, unlocking Circuitboard City in it's fullest. Jay shelters Lesser Gods amidst the skyscrapers, surrounded by advertisements for JOTA's Arcade.
J:\\ ARCADE INTERIOR \\\\
Inside the arcade, a surreal extension of JOTA's twisted yet whimsical persona unfolds with moving wall patterns and nonsensical floors. Rows of cabinets, a prize corner, and a maintenance room entrance mark the journey. As one ascends towards JOTA's office, the rooms defy Euclidean logic, with unconventional door placements, and other such glitchy mishaps.
J:\\ HALLWAY \\\\
A simple hallway stretching to both the left and right of the office.
J:\\ MYSTICS ROOM \\\\
A room where Jay's been studying various deities and other such creatures, such as Zalgo, Screech, and more. This room is to the left of the office hallway.
J:\\ JOTA'S OFFICE \\\\
JOTA's office, a dark green room adorned with silver accents. A faux bird rug lies in the center, and a dark green desk bears a lunatic's scribbles. Nearby stands a simple polygon statue of a pixelated emerald-textured plague doctor. Wall sketches depict a green heart with expansive wings and stylized plague doctors drawn from simple lines and shapes. Above, a mounted skull with a "GAME OVER - JOTAPHOBIA" plaque completes the room.
J:\\ JAY'S BEDROOM \\\\
Jay's bedroom, features a beanbag bed, the sole Sega Genesis in the arcade ever since a run-in with Sonic.EXE himself, Sonic posters, and invisible ink-laden posters of the other text doctors, the Cade Crew, and Jay himself. The dark green room houses a simple stand with drawers, holding obscure games, and a basic TV. This room is to the right of the office hallway.
J:\\ JOTA'S THRONE \\\\
On the main floor, JOTA's throne, a giant green chair, stands amidst corrupted textures and computer parts, adorned with a "GAME OVER" banner.
J:\\ SUIT JUNGLE \\\\
Behind the curtains of the throne room lies the enigmatic Suit Jungle, featuring towering, unreachable arcade cabinets and one of them stands far above the rest, displaying myriad copies of JOTA's suit, glaring at whoever roams by, amid twisted metal trees and digital leaves, static falls like water and error messages are the closest thing to clouds, more copies of the suit are found crawling around, acting as birds, glitching green messages, seemingly written by Jay himself adorn the place's floors and walls.
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EXE
Jay first encountered Sonic.EXE, also known as "X," during an event called Incident X. This voidspawn manifested itself as Sonic and attempted to claim Jay's soul. The encounter took place fashionably late at JOTA's arcade, following the Halloween EXE Takeover in 2023. Since then, X has been engaging in periodic battles with Jay's suit.
X derives pleasure from toying with human souls, leaving Jay concerned about how long he can keep the entity amused before facing potential death. In the aftermath of the incident, Jay discovered the existence of other entities similar to X, collectively referred to as The Lesser Gods or The X Underlings.
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RP START;
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“Good. Now get the fuck out of my sight. ”
God turned away from Eve and grumbled angrily. Popping the bubble surrounding Ninlil. Giving her a chance to take a glimpse out to see Eve. God sat down at his workbench, still very angry.
@theholyone-hh
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Ninlil jumped as the bubble keeping her in the dark Popped. Squinting at the sudden light and trying to adjust so she could actually See. Looking around quickly and froze as she watched Eve vanish.
Her heart ached but…
Eve looked like she was okay, physically at least. She’d be free soon… shed be back with Adam soon… she’d be okay.
She closed her eyes and steadied herself. And turned to God. Coming forward to grip the bars of her cage.
“She’s leaving… Are you okay, Sir?” Her cautious voice was low… barely above a whisper, but still loud enough to understand.
He was angry, and being in that bubble she wasn’t sure what about.
But she knew that she needed to ease his anger, lest he do something drastic. “What can I do?”
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"𝔊𝔬𝔫𝔫𝔞 𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔡, 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡, 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡, 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡!
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