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Anonymous whispered: This is ridiculous. The rest in piece team STEAL AND CLAIM AS THEIRS a pieace of music and no one gives a fuck. But if the PM team makes a JOKE it's the end of the world. If they really didn't care then they woldn't have changed the artist's message,which they did, and wouldn't apologize even if they didn't really feel the need for it.


Ah yes, there is a very big reason why I wasn’t critical with Rest in Piece when they “stole” music, yet I was critical because of a “joke.” And if you read my former posts you’ll see it has a recurring theme as well!

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the fact or state of living or having objective reality.

                Independant Dio roleplay blog

                 ♞  2 years of roleplaying experience                 
                 ♞  Multifandom and OC friendly
                 ♞  Crossovers and whatnot are okay—
                 ♞  Paragraph, One-liners, or any other roleplay form 
                 ♞  Serious/Crack

     Would you like
                 to be a part of this  
                            C U R S E D  N I G H T ?

                                     I surely hope not.




by pupu


The boy who’s alive now - for god knows how much time before it’s all over again - looks up. He looks up and he’s shocked, hands dropping to his sides despite the piercing cold. Is it terror in his one remaining eye? He’s come face to face with a mirror image of himself - the bandaged eye, the bloodied shirt, the ‘him’ that he knew.

Only that wasn’t him, so he’s not sure what to do. The other blonde - himself - is kneeling in front of him and he can only stare for a moment or so.


"You’re… You’re me…" But he shouldn’t be surprised. With everything he’s seen, with everything he’s ‘lived’ through, he shouldn’t be surprised. But he is.

"…It’s so cold… I’m so hungry…" 'I don't want to be alive anymore', he thinks to himself. It's easier to be dead. To be able to not 'feel' the grip of any mortal drive.

{♞}              Certainly, his other was anything
                     but pleased— if anything, shocked
                     by his sudden appearance. Though
                     he, himself was all too used to 
                     meeting others that were like him,
                     perhaps— him, but from another

                                   A soft smile tugs at his
                                   lips as he simply tips 
                                   his head to a side, though
                                   not in the slightest fazed
                                   by the other.

                    Yes, yes. Indeed, I am.
                    Though, that is something
                    that is not of much
                    significance as of now. ❞

                          Sympathy— mixed with
                          understanding, are the 
                          foremost emotions that
                          surface upon his features,
                          a hand reaching up,
                          offered to the other as
                          he murmured oh so quietly.  

                                       ❝ Please, come with me.
                                          I can offer you shelter,
                                          though it’s not the most
                                          posh— I do have food as well. 

zappycat whispered: Let's just say I have a lot of OCs like a lot I really like charter devlopment so I'm constantly makeing up people and I mostly use one of my ocs of I'm doing an RP is that's alright

Of course. I’m more than happy to roleplay with OC’s.
Do you have a preference of the verse?
As to whether you wish to roleplay with certain circumstances, or whatnot.



   "….." A pause just seconds after. She couldn’t help but feel sorry for him, a frown curves upside down upon pale features.

            “…I’m sorry that your friends did that to you..”

Words spoken in a sort of quiet tone. The girl was nine, so she never had this sort of experience with friends, and didn’t plan to. Well actually, she didn’t know why his friends left him..and didn’t dare to ask, only because it looked like he wouldn’t want to talk about it.  

{♞}         Only then did eyes flicker
                up to the other individual,
                familiarity ever so clear to
                the blonde.

                                  His single eye widens,
                                  a soft choked cough
                                  escaping his lips— a
                                  smile, though rather
                                  forced playing upon
                                  his lips.


                     ❝  ..Ah. Ib.
                          Please, pay no heed
                          to my words. They’re
                          simply scattered thoughts. 

maskedthief whispered: hugs

Blue-san! I thought you left your blog—!
How are you? I’ve missed you so—

zappycat whispered: Is this a mad father blog? Is so can we RP sometime

Yes, I roleplay as Dio here.
— Though, your blog seems like a personal blog—
In other words, who would you roleplay as? I don’t mind crossovers and anything, but it would be nice to know.


Hello everyone! 

Some of the people who played the demo  referred to their experience as scary and told us that they nearly had a heart attack.
Please let us use this opportunity to warn you, because there will be many surprises ahead! So for the ones who have a weak heart we recommend… popcorn. Enjoy the scares!

Anyway, thanks for all the support and feedback!

Team Galanx

niceanon232 whispered: You there… Freeze! You’re under arrest for being so nice and cute. Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful ❤ (ノ´ヮ´)ノ*:・゚✧

..Thank you, dear friend.
I appreciate this.

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