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October 21 2014, 6pm


Reblog this if you’re having fun playing your character.


obnoxiousnoxian:

{{Because it needs more of this. I want to see that people are having fun playing the character/muse that they’ve chosen. Not feeling obligated/pressured to play their muse the way they “should”; ie, the way others might try to pressure them into doing and trying to control them.


October 21 2014, 4pm


lycoteuthis:

learning internet friends’ real names is always surprisingly disappointing

like what do you mean your real name is “luis” not “thunderfuck mcpickuptruck”

(Source: blowjobs-from-xenomorphs)


October 21 2014, 4pm


exblaspheminganonvictoria:

captainsnakepants:

Really? ‘Cause I’m seein’ a lot to the contrary, there. And so what if I do? I thought we were friends.

Mm…. I thought we were friends too. But friends don’t block each other’s way. And look here. You’ve trapped me.

Friends also don’t let friends do something stupid, and this right here is pretty freakin’ stupid.


October 21 2014, 3pm


exblaspheminganonvictoria:

captainsnakepants:

Well, I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, and I can’t go exploring, so keeping myself busy with you is gonna hafta make do.

I’m telling ya. I don’t need people to watch over me. Jeez, anyone would think you actually want to spend time with me.

*She grins widely at him. Maybe winding him up was the way to escape.*

Really? ‘Cause I’m seein’ a lot to the contrary, there. And so what if I do? I thought we were friends.


October 21 2014, 2pm


exblaspheminganonvictoria:

captainsnakepants:

-closes the gap between them, his ribs making a disturbing shuffling noise- Wouldn’t be around if I didn’t pay attention, either. Nice try.

*Victoria snarls at him, feeling threatened. She can’t run, she can’t negotiate - Luffy is proving rather difficult to shake off.*

Y’know, most people have things to do. Dealing with troublemakers doesn’t count as a hobby.

Well, I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, and I can’t go exploring, so keeping myself busy with you is gonna hafta make do.


October 21 2014, 2pm


exblaspheminganonvictoria:

captainsnakepants:

I wouldn’t be around if I wasn’t.

Oh, is that true?

*She doesn’t miss a beat. Slowly taking a step backwards, her eyes scan around her for any means of escape; to run away before Luffy could catch her.*

-closes the gap between them, his ribs making a disturbing shuffling noise- Wouldn’t be around if I didn’t pay attention, either. Nice try.


October 21 2014, 2pm


exblaspheminganonvictoria:

captainsnakepants:

What, so you can make trouble? I don’t think so.

*Stares at him. Smirks.*

You’re determined, I’ll give you that.

I wouldn’t be around if I wasn’t.


October 21 2014, 2pm


exblaspheminganonvictoria:

captainsnakepants:

exblaspheminganonvictoria:

Plant-Man doesn’t wanna cause trouble? Hmph. He’s supposed to act as a distraction.

Good, I can keep a better eye on you.

I thought I said I don’t need you keepin’ an eye on me.

What, so you can make trouble? I don’t think so.


October 21 2014, 2pm


exblaspheminganonvictoria:

Plant-Man doesn’t wanna cause trouble? Hmph. He’s supposed to act as a distraction.

Good, I can keep a better eye on you.


October 21 2014, 1pm


deeplivyathan:

captainsnakepants:

That voice was very familiar. This beast even sounded like Alfendi. The speech in his head matched closely with the inflections of his morally gray acquaintance, even if it was much louder and filled his head, leaving no room for stray thoughts, not there were many to begin with. “Fair enough! I guess you’re just not built that way.” Luffy muses, looking him over.

Kaiju? Right, monster. How…unoriginal. “That’s kinda underwhelmin’, isn’t it? I mean, you’re a monster, so am I, but that’s too plain. You look more like a lizard.” Even if Alfendi had no scales, somehow he’s come to the conclusion that he was a lizard, even if he only held the vaguest of resemblances.

"…Hold up. You can get bigger than this? Show me, I wanna see!"

[They call us monsters because we act no better than them.] He responded, dropping down to stand on four legs as he turned, heading back towards the water. His other half was muttering about how there was hardly enough room in the river for him to swim properly, and that his luminescent spots would glow like fires, but didn’t make a move to stop them.
As usual.

[It’s not as though we cared about what they called us. They all died the same, no matter what they yelled.] A rare moment of switching personalities, as he spoke. [My kind wouldn’t care if they called us marshmallows, let alone sit back long enough to contemplate why it’s insulting.] And then he was back again, irritation damped enough for his other half to go back to hiding.
[You might want to stand back.] He slipped back into the water, swimming down as deep as he could manage in the somewhat grimy water, before letting himself shift to his full size - the water churning at it’s sudden, massive displacement.

He practically filled the channel, luminescent spots lighting up small sections of his body with how close to the surface he no doubt was. It only took the smallest of movements to lift up, push against the earth of the shallows to hold his upper torso above the waterline. Ironically, he still felt vulnerable at this size, even though the only person nearby was nothing more than a pile of bones.

That wasn’t an answer he was expecting, but perhaps he should have been. He’d met humans who had been nothing more than empty, vile shells, monsters who hated for no reason other than there was someone to hate. Contempt was rife in the kaiju’s tone, perfectly rational. “…Yeah, alright. There’s some people who’re kinda garbage.”

There was venom. Clearly, this creature had had a very bad experience with humans. The vitriol in his “tone” could be felt, stabbing into Luffy’s brain like needles. He hoped to maybe give Alfendi some faith in humanity, but he himself wasn’t nearly recognizably human enough to even try. After all, what could an animate pile of bones say to a leviathan to change his mind?

Following the creature’s advice, he backs up a bit, and watches the surface of the Thames pulse as Alfendi balloons from about ten feet long to more along the lines of a hundred or more, raising from the water in a marvelous spectacle of majesty that commands respect, runnels pouring off his huge body.

He is magnificent. “That’s so cool! You’re awesome, Lizard Guy!”


October 21 2014, 12pm


deeplivyathan:

captainsnakepants:

Further inspection of the creature revealed that its eyes weren’t blank, nor stupid. Not that many were, but there were gears turning in there. Multitudes of them. Not many beasts he met thought this long. Then again, he was living bones. He imagined that was alien even to…well, an alien.

A resounding, but calm voice spoke in his head, calm, but with a hint of suppressed condescension. “Oh, you can talk! …I guess. Sort of. Sorry, I thought you were just a regular old sea monster. Are you a Fishman?”

[I could talk the way humans do but my mouth isn’t built for it. You would have a hard time understanding me.] His body, unfortunately, wasn’t as sophisticated as his brain was. He could roar, and growl, and hiss, and all manner of other noises, but complex audible speech? Never.

[Fishman? I wouldn’t be surprised if humans called us that, too. I think the official name humans gave my kind, was ‘Kaiju’.] They called them sea monsters too, though, he bet. It would surprise him more to learn that they didn’t, really - humans had any number of names for his kind, most of them rude.
Of course, given that the vast majority of his kind did nothing but blindly kill them, he wasn’t surprised.

[You could call me a sea monster. My normal form is certainly big enough - I dwarf you by many, many meters. It’s just easier to keep fed when I’m small.] He could swallow boats and devour cities, but that would draw much-unneeded attention to him.

That voice was very familiar. This beast even sounded like Alfendi. The speech in his head matched closely with the inflections of his morally gray acquaintance, even if it was much louder and filled his head, leaving no room for stray thoughts, not there were many to begin with. “Fair enough! I guess you’re just not built that way.” Luffy muses, looking him over.

Kaiju? Right, monster. How…unoriginal. “That’s kinda underwhelmin’, isn’t it? I mean, you’re a monster, so am I, but that’s too plain. You look more like a lizard.” Even if Alfendi had no scales, somehow he’s come to the conclusion that he was a lizard, even if he only held the vaguest of resemblances.

"…Hold up. You can get bigger than this? Show me, I wanna see!"


October 21 2014, 12pm


deeplivyathan:

captainsnakepants:

Ribs scratching against the wood and cobble, Luffy scuttles along, searching for the creature. A dim, eerie, blue glow guided him, and after a few moments, he was able to find the beast, a mess of reddish tendrils atop its head, along with a glowing, blue tendril not unlike that of an anglerfish. Something about it was familiar, but not.

That nose was what struck a chord of recognition, as were those striking eyes. They reminded him of a certain grumpy inspector. Tilting his head, he takes in the creature. Had he his skin, he probably would have wondered if he could eat it, but seeing that wasn’t an option, his curiosity was of an exploratory nature.

Or, rather, a human nature. “…I think I’m gonna tame you.”

All he’d had to do was turn, and the thing was in his vision. Walking bones. Not even human bones, either. At least, not all of them. Had humans mastered reanimation of the dead? Putting life into bones? Not possible - not even his masters knew how to bring the dead back to life, and they could tear portals open from one world to the next.
If humans couldn’t even open portals, there was no way they were able to animate bodies.

[The last humans that tried that died.] He thought idly to himself - not yet broadcasting to the creature before him. Could it even ‘hear’? If it was just bones? But then, how could it talk.
Finally, after several moments, he responded.

[I like to think I’m quite tame enough, thank you.] was the sentence broadcast to the… being, in front of him.
He could feel his other half protesting though - his other half irritatedly commenting how they were far too tame if he had any say. That if he was the one in control he’d have knocked the pile of bones over, or swallowed them, and continued searching for a fresh, juicy fish to eat.

Further inspection of the creature revealed that its eyes weren’t blank, nor stupid. Not that many were, but there were gears turning in there. Multitudes of them. Not many beasts he met thought this long. Then again, he was living bones. He imagined that was alien even to…well, an alien.

A resounding, but calm voice spoke in his head, calm, but with a hint of suppressed condescension. “Oh, you can talk! …I guess. Sort of. Sorry, I thought you were just a regular old sea monster. Are you a Fishman?”


October 21 2014, 11am


Things I do when I’m not roleplaying or studying: Discussing kaiju wearing AXE with Jangle


October 21 2014, 11am


deeplivyathan:

captainsnakepants:

Luffy hasn’t been able to sleep peaceably for about three weeks, now, and so he relaxes on the deck of his ship. At least, until he sees a beast pull itself from the Thames, glittering with river water and bioluminescence.

"Didn’t think there were Sea Kings this far in." he muses, then hops down, various bones clattering on the wood of the docks. He had to check this out.

He hates being small. Or at least, his other half does. He can feel his other half’s fury at being so little and vulnerable again, this was exactly what got them caught the first time. Of course, he does nothing to stop them from continuing onwards, simply letting his displeasure be known.

It easier to feed himself at this size, too. Less food for a smaller belly. For some time now he’s been staying small, especially since all the huge machines that he saw the humans using before stopped showing up. This place smelled different too, but he didn’t want to worry on that right now. Right now, they wanted to eat something.

[It would be nice if they had Tuna out tonight] He ‘said’, to nobody in particular. [I’d be perfectly happy if I could just sleep full tonight.] Then he paused, looking around. There was an odd noise - clicking? Something clicking against itself? What manner of human device made that sort of noise, he wondered, lifting up onto his hind legs, and using his tail as a balance.
Fighting at this size was easier standing upright. If he needed to fight at all, that was.

Ribs scratching against the wood and cobble, Luffy scuttles along, searching for the creature. A dim, eerie, blue glow guided him, and after a few moments, he was able to find the beast, a mess of reddish tendrils atop its head, along with a glowing, blue tendril not unlike that of an anglerfish. Something about it was familiar, but not.

That nose was what struck a chord of recognition, as were those striking eyes. They reminded him of a certain grumpy inspector. Tilting his head, he takes in the creature. Had he his skin, he probably would have wondered if he could eat it, but seeing that wasn’t an option, his curiosity was of an exploratory nature.

Or, rather, a human nature. “…I think I’m gonna tame you.”


October 21 2014, 11am


deeplivyathan:

[At an abandoned section of dockyard in London, a strange, sharklike creature pulls itself up out of the water and onto the dirty wood. It shakes the water off it’s body before traipsing off in the direction of the fishing boats - potentially to steal some of the fishermans’ catch.]

Luffy hasn’t been able to sleep peaceably for about three weeks, now, and so he relaxes on the deck of his ship. At least, until he sees a beast pull itself from the Thames, glittering with river water and bioluminescence.

"Didn’t think there were Sea Kings this far in." he muses, then hops down, various bones clattering on the wood of the docks. He had to check this out.