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#ride the cyclone rp
livelaughalicecullen · 7 months
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i only have roblox bcuz I like starting cults on random servers
i hav many cults
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Hello RTC fandom! Me and some of my friends are beginning a RTC roleplay blog. Open role is Constance. If you want to join, do the following:
Tell us how long you've been roleplaying for
Tell us who you want to play
Tell us if you've ever been a shared blog owner
Tell us why you want to join
And that's all! I hope to find some people :)
@kittieshauntedourfantasy as Noel Gruber
@thebutterflyoficeandwisteria as Jane Doe
@spiderweberin as Ocean O'Connell Rosenberg
@finleyforevermore as Ricky Potts
@scgrimbly as Mischa Bachinski
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mischa-cha-slide · 10 months
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do u think i could convince ocean to let me beat box in the choir songs
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lore-gore · 9 days
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So as some of you know, in our upcoming rtc roleplay Karnak dies before bringing Jane Doe back to life, and the kids end up haunting the fairgrounds. But lately I've been wondering why exactly they become ghosts. What's the reason they are bound to this realm? I have a few possible explanations.
1. Karnak died before he was able to bring Jane Doe back to life, more importantly before he was able to give her an identity. So Jane was missing the crucial thing she needed in order to move on, and the choir also got stuck by proxy. Maybe even because of guilt.
2. Karnak simply failed to help them move on. He tried his best, but there just wasn't enough time.
3. As we know, Karnak summoned the choir's spirits to this limbo. But, since he died sooner then expected, he was unable to send them to the afterlife. Perhaps he even interrupted their natural passage to the afterlife, and so they were unable to return.
4. Their deaths were so tragic and violent that their souls ended up being bound to the fairgrounds anyway.
Tw SA eluded to
5. The carnie is still out there. The carnie who caused their deaths, the carnie who did that awful thing to Constance only hours before, the carnie who not only took their lives from them but took EVERYTHING from Jane. And they want revenge.
Or maybe it's a combination of these. The choir doesn't really know either, but they'd sure like to.
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ktmarison · 2 years
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ride  the  cyclone  sentence  starters.
'  it  turns  out  being  told  the  place  and  time  of  your  death  in  front  of  your  family  with  a  mouthful  of  corn  dog  at  a  fairground  is  the  very  opposite  of  fun.  '
'  meet  my  executioner.  '
'  i'm  well  aware  rats  cannot  play  musical  instruments.  '
'  when  you've  been  alone  for  as  long  as  i  have,  you  tend  to  anthropomorphize  your  friends.  '
'  the  armrest  to  your  left  is  yours.  the  one  to  your  right  is  your  neighbors.  if  you  believe  both  armrests  are  yours  exclusively,  you  are  part  of  the  problem.  '
'  this  just  shows  the  high  standard  of  excellence  !  even  in  competition  against  yourself,  you  can  still  walk  away  a  loser  !  '
'  tonight,  we  shall  raise  a  middle  finger  to  that  most  ruthless  adjudicator  called  time.  '
'  something  doesn't  feel  quite  right.  '
'  how  can  this  be  fair  ?  '
'  what's  the  point  of  even  suing  ?  '
'  there's  nothing  left  to  do  except  to  rot.  '
'  i  hope  i  wiped  my  browser  history  clean.  '
'  i  did  not  feel  safe  at  all  .'
'  democracy  rocks  !  '
'  even  in  death,  i  can't  escape  her  !  '
'  well  played,  satan,  well  played.  '
'  being  the  only  gay  man  in  a  small  rural  high  school  is  kind  of  like  having  a  laptop  in  the  stone  age.  i  mean,  sure,  you  can  have  one,  but  there's  nowhere  to  plug  it  in.  '
'  i'm  really  freaked  out  right  now.  '
'  do  you  want  to  know  what  really  freaks  me  out  ?  '
'  when  a  lioness  has  children,  she  stops  making  love  to  the  lion.  the  lion  gets  jealous.  sometimes  so  jealous  that  he  eats  the  children.  you'd  think  this  would  upset  the  lioness,  far  from  it.  they  make  love  again  as  if  the  children  never  existed.  '
‘  i’m  going  to  stand  a  little  farther  away  from  you.  okay  ?  ’
'  ever  since  i  was  six  years  old,  i  knew  i  wasn't  long  for  this  world.  '
'  don't  interrupt,  sweetie.  '
'  i  am  the  best  by  any  metric  of  society.  i  get  that.  but  if  that  is  how  worth  is  measured,  i  want  no  part  in  it.  '
'  okay,  it's  clear,  i'm  the  top  of  this  class.  '
'  fetch  me  a  coffee,  shine  my  shoes.  '
'  some  of  us  are  winners,  some  were  born  to  lose.  '
'  he'll  rob  a  7-11  and  go  straight  to  jail.  '
'  what's  he  gonna  do,  solve  a  rubik's  cube  ?  how  long's  he  got  if  we  feed  him  through  a  tube  ?  '
'  he'll  never  learn  to  read.  he's  never  gonna  breed.  he's  going  to  jail  guaranteed,  and  she's  a  freaky  monster  !  '
'  we  need  a  little  less  of  them,  a  little  more  of  me  !  '
'  you  just  told  your  best  friend  that  her  greatest  achievement  in  life  will  be  to  become  an  organ  donor.  '
'  that's  okay  !  it  kinda,  really,  super  hurt,  but  .  .  .  '
'    what  i  did  there  is  exactly  what  you  shouldn't  do.  '
'  you  challenged  my  preconceived  notion  that  all  gay  dues  are  fun  to  be  around.  '
'  sweet  jesus  christ  on  a  bike.  '
'  i've  seen  the  movie  the  blue  angel  about  a  billion  and  one  times.  '
'  mom  tells  me  i  gotta  try  to  blend  in  so  i  tried  really  hard  to  dial  it  back.  '
'  i  wanted  a  man  that  would  drive  me  to  drink.  '
'  can  you  keep  it  in  your  pants  for  one  second,  you  horrible  succubus  ?  '
'  i  embrace  a  new  man  every  night.  '
'  i  want  to  be  that  fucked  up  girl.  '
'  i  think  i  am  in  love  with  you.  '
'  i've  heard  that  lie  a  million  times  before.  '
'  tell  him  that  like  him,  i  choose  to  burn  out,  rather  than  fade  away.  '
‘  that  was  dope  !  ’
‘  level  up  !  ’
'  in  my  country  it  is  natural  for  two  men  to  show  affection  by  kissing.  '
'  there  is  a  difference  between  affection  and  smut.  '
'  what's  the  lesson  ?  '
'  not  every  story  has  a  lesson.  '
'  every  story  has  a  lesson  except  saw  five.  '
'  porno  ?  that  is  a  genre.  that  doesn't  tell  a  story.  '
'  i  think  it's  messed  up  that  we  celebrate  violence  and  demonize  the  very  act  of  love.  porno  is  magical.  '
'  i'm  never  mad  at  you.  i'm  just  frequently  disappointed.  '
'  just  cause  i'm  all  gangsta  doesn't  automatically  make  me  a  homophobe.  '
'  that  shit  was  emotionally  devastating.  '
'  we  were  engaged.  '
'  i  have  no  respect  for  this  country.  '
'  my  life  is  awesome.  '
'  this  beat  is  awesome  !  '
'  i  am  vulnerable  now.  '
'  i  lay  my  masculinity  at  the  altar  of  your  maidenhood.  '
'  i  wanna  be  with  you,  baby.  '
'  love  conquers  all.  '
'  look  at  me,  i  am  physically  weeping  !  '
'  and  that  is  why  not  everyone  should  have  a  library  card.  '
'  the  world  needs  more  poets.  '
'  and  this  is  why  you  both  sucked  at  math  !  '
'  there  are  no  accidents.  '
'  since  we're  all  sharing,  i  would  like  to  talk  about  my  religion.  '
'  for  lo,  i  am  a  prophet.  '
'  i  guess  you  could  say  i'm  pretty  sexy  on  another  planet.  '
'  who  are  you  right  now  ?  '
'  we  need  your  fantastic  seed.  '
'  i  know  you've  heard  the  legend  of  the  sexy  cat  women  from  zolar.  '
'  won't  you  please  help  save  our  galaxy  ?  '
'  what  would  you  do  in  my  place  ?  '
'  oh  my  goodness,  what  have  i  gotten  myself  into  ?  '
'  i'm  a  lover,  not  a  fighter  !  '
'  i  wanna  hold  your  hands.  '
'  i  have  no  desire  to  rule  the  galaxy.  to  hold  you  close  is  enough  for  me.  '
'  i'm  gonna  give  you  the  cliff  notes  for  every  prophet  that  ever  lived:  life  is  hard  enough  without  making  up  reasons  to  be  dicks  to  each  other.  '
'  let's  take  care  of  each  other.  '
'  for  love  is  the  closest  you  can  come  to  another  person,  for  it's  the  closest  you  can  come  to  being  another  person.  '
'  and  then  peace  was  restored.  '
'  there's  only  one  commandment  in  my  bible.  don't  be  a  dick.  '
'  in  choosing  myself,  that  would  be  the  ultimate  dick  move.  '
'  i'm  the  same  person  i  always  was.  it's  just  no  one  ever  listened  to  me.  '
'  if  the  holy  people  are  to  be  kept  harmless  from  war,  then  make  all  people  holy.  '
'  we  all  know  the  worms  must  be  fed.  '
'  my  soul.  is  it  here  ?  '
'  cruel  existence  was  only  a  shame.  '
'  won't  you  tell  me  at  last  who  i  am  ?  '
'  i  hear  the  anguish  of  the  street.  '
'  if  this  is  how  i  die,  lord,  why  be  left  with  no  family  and  no  friends  ?  '
'  time  eats  all  his  children  in  the  end.  '
'  this  is  no  way  to  die.  '
'  isn't  there  anyone  to  tell  me  who  i  am  ?  '
'  that  song  is  so  overplayed.  '
'  how  did  you  find  the  entire  meaning  of  my  life  in  such  a  phrase  ?  '
'  not  even  the  dutch  speak  dutch.  '
'  i've  never  been  drunk  before.  or  kissed  a  man.  '
'  your  life  was  tragic.  '
'  how  do  we  know  it's  my  birthday  ?  '
'  what's  a  savannah  ?  '
'  it's  a  fire  sale  in  my  brain  and  everything  must  go.  '
'    you  know  i  envy  you.  '
'  i  was  building  a  life  and  you  were  satisfied  doing  nothing.  '
'  i  thought  my  life  had  meaning,  turns  out  it  didn't.  '
'  my  death  has  really  affected  me.  '
'  naturally  my  death  has  affected  you  !  can't  you  just  listen  for  once,  without  making  everything  about  yourself  ?  '
'  i  lost  my  virginity  to  a  carnie  in  a  porta  potty.  '
'  he  had  this  tattoo  on  his  forearm.  it  was  of  two  skeletons  having  sex,  and  it  said  born  to  bone  on  the  bottom  of  it.  '
'  after  a  while,  i  started  feeling  crummy  about  stuff.  '
'  i  really  wish  i  never  thought  those  things.  '
'  i  just  wanted  to  do  it,  so  i  didn't  have  to  think  about  doing  it  anymore.  '
'  i  used  to  think  that  life  was  just  a  heart  breaker.  it  breaks  til  you  can't  take  no  more.  '
'  there's  nothing  wrong  with  being  the  nicest  girl  in  town.  '
'  you  knew  all  along  i  could  never  do  it.  '
'  no  one  will  win  here,  and  no  one  can  lose.  '
'  no  one  keeps  score  of  how  hard  we  tried.  '
'  your  lucky  number  is  seven.  '
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I NEED TO INFO DUMP SOMETHING STRANGE HAPPENED IN URANIUM
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prpfs · 11 months
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F19 looking for 18+ roleplay partner! 🦈💕
I am in search of some new roleplay partners! I have a few fandoms I would like to roleplay but no plots in mind, we can definitely come up with some together though! I usually write advanced literate and beyond, but sometimes my replies will be longer or shorter (it just depends on how I’m feeling!!). I try my best to get back to replies as soon as I can and I think I’m pretty consistent!
Some fandoms and ships I’d like to roleplay:
- Stranger Things (Max/Eleven, Mike/Will)
- I Am Not Okay With This (Syd/Dina, Syd/Stanley— strict platonic) PLEASE PLEASE PLEAAAASE SYD AND DINA
- Wednesday (Wednesday/Enid)
- The Last Of Us (Ellie/Riley, Ellie/Dina, Ellie/Abby)
- Yellowjackets (Shauna/Jackie, Lottie/Nat, Nat/Misty)
- Ride The Cyclone (Ocean/Jane, Jane/Ricky— selective)
- Chucky tv series (Jake/Devon, Nadine/Lexi)
- Scream (Chad/Ethan)
- Heartstopper (Charlie/Nick)
- Also willing to do some sort of horror, post apocalyptic, ghost shit idk, plot with Ocs! (mxm or fxf)
Leave a like, and anon will get back to you!
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shadowswandering · 4 months
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THEY WON'T MAKE IT HOME...
BUT THEY REALLY DON'T CARE.
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I don't understand...
Who is Jane?? Why are my messages with them so romantic? And Constance too? Constance is merely my best friend...
I couldn't possibly be able to relax enough to get with a person! I'm too busy -
And Karnak? Saying he's my father?
And my ruined plans for the Uranium Fall Fair! How do I even get there if I don't know where I am??
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iheartfinalgirls · 10 months
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The lil RTC rp community on Tumblr deserves its own au tee bee aych
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Anyone else questioning their sexuality. Like I think I’m bisexual but women are kinda..scary yk
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livelaughalicecullen · 7 months
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Wtf is he showing them????
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Heather Fetherington
The most floaty girl in town
Born June 20th, Gemini, the soft spoken nature
Favourite ride, The Cyclone
TW DELUSION
Heather was born in London England, her mother sadly died not long after. Having no family that would claim her she was sent to an orphanage. She was adopted at the age of 2 by a rich family called The Fetheringtons. She loved her life, she had whatever she wanted and she was happy with her life, however they had to move to Uranium at the age of 14 for a reason they wouldn’t tell her.
While they were unpacking she found her adoption papers. She had asked her adopted family about them and they had told her everything, which might not of been a good idea. You see she couldn’t cope with the news, and so her brain put her into a state of mild delusion (that she was very good at hiding). During this state she believed she was a witch who could communicate with animals, making her very superstitious. She would always salute magpies for hood luck, she did this every morning as there was a magpie nest in the tree by her window.
Each morning she would wake up, salute the magpie she would see, and have a rather long conversation with it. She did this every morning, and one day she had the idea to try sing like the magpie. While doing this a bluebird flew by, convincing her that she sang more like a bluebird than a magpie. Her singing was heard by her adopted parents and they suggested that she join the choir.
The only problem was that she never felt like she truly fit in at school. She joined far later than everyone else, everyone was already friends. Everyone had a place at that school, but she never felt like she did. She only joined the choir to keep her parents happy, even there she didn’t feel like she could fit in with the rest of them.
The only time she ever felt equal to them was when she was flying to her death.
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mischa-cha-slide · 14 days
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tryin to read romeo and juliet and it feels like this dude is casting a spell on me wtf is a heartless hind
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lore-gore · 9 months
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Gonna be doing a open roleplay soon, I will make a post on open spaces when I've confirmed with some friends. Anyways I'm playing Jane Doe and my friend @democracyrockz is Ocean O'Connell Rosenberg
Here's my character sheet:
Name: Jane Doe
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/Her
Age: 17
Sexuality: Asexual lesbian
Appearance: She wears a grey knee length high waisted v-necked pleated pinafore over a white Juliette sleeved high necked lace blouse with black ribbon accents on the collar and puffs. She also wears white knee high socks and black Mary Janes. She is tall and very thin, bony in fact. (The second tallest of the group at around 6'0, with Mischa being a bit taller.) She has a small chest. Her skin is pale and dull. She is headless, and wears her dolls head as a replacement. Her heart-shaped face is porcelain white and paler than the rest of her body. Her eyes are big and round and appear completely black, including the sclera. (They are actually just empty sockets.) Her hair is chin length layered light blonde ringlets with fluffy curved bangs that fall above her eyebrows. It's styled in a way that almost looks like a heart. She wears a thin black headband. She has long black eyelashes (including drawn-on lower lashes) and her thin eyebrows are black as well. Her eyes are shadowed in grey only on the crease. (These are the doll sockets that allow her to blink.) She has a button nose and rosebud lips. Her cheeks are pink and her lips are dark pink. Her nails are short. She carries a headless doll dressed in a white floor length high necked lacy dress with puffy sleeves and a square bib collar with a white ribbon detail and a small white bow attached at the neck. She moves like a broken marionette, with head bobbing, mechanical head turning and tilting, side to side walking, barely bending knees, blinks a lot, staring rather than looking, neutral facial expression, occasionally parted lips, mouth moves up and down like a puppet when she talks, dangling stiff arms with fingers that don't bend often, when she walks she sometimes leads with her head. Her voice is echoey, singsongy, and dead. She is cold to the touch.
Personality: She has amnesia due to losing her head, and cannot remember who she was, not even her name or what her face looked like. She is often confused. She is creepy, morbid, and gloomy. Despite this she is quite sweet and kind of silly. She has a melancholy air to her. She has the personality equivalent to a shattered mirror. She is lonely. She has accepted that she is dead and that she will never know who she is as no one else does either. Despite this she has this slight glimmer of hope that one day she will. She does not understand personal space, nor social cues. She is touch starved and seeks warmth like a moth. She is curious and asks a lot of questions. She is book smart and often shares morbid facts. Probably autistic.
Backstory: The one unidentified body of The Cyclone Roller Coaster Disaster. Everyone knew everyone in Uranium, but no one could recall this member of the choir. There were rumors of a girl who joined at the last minute, but as the choir conductor, Father Marcus, died of a heart attack seven hours after the accident, there was no one left to verify. Some believe that perhaps she was never in the choir at all. All one knows for certain is that a body was found in a Saint Cassian uniform without a head. So... a mystery.
The most forgettable girl in town.
(Got the shattered mirror part from @bi-shop I just love it)
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@lizzy0vintage Miss Booker if I may you are a rather interesting character and I would very much enjoy speaking with you, should you have the time
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