I have this friend I’ve known for years, who I’ll call Pastel.
Although she’d constantly shame people for only caring about romance, it’s literally all she would RP. If your character didn’t express romantic interest within the first few posts of the thread, she would just drop it. The only exception is if it was a planned pairing, or a pre-established relationship (like they were already married/dating).
Sorry if there are any spelling/grammar mistakes. This is a big longer than I intended for it to be.
I’m in the X fandom, and I have been for several years now in addition to a couple years of roleplaying on Tumblr. The X fandom is pretty large and is open to plenty of variation, so there’s often multiples of the same character around and interacting with each other.
So anyone can be a jackass, right? The Fandom was toxic, Bear and I were getting aware of that. But now I fast forward to a month or so back from now.
So some random names here will be used. There’s an antagonist of this story, but the moral is “dear god what happened to this place”, or more like “hot mess records” Also, “trusting people is dumb”.
So about the time I join Tumblr for real, I join The Fandom. It’s a big fandom, branches into a lot of other fandoms and tends to crossover a lot. Hundreds, maybe thousands of RPers. Huge drama source of late too, but that’s for another time. After a few months…I was roleplaying.
Needless to say, I wasn’t the smartest—I was new, immature, and I liked romance and sex, I admit it. But even I could tell something was wrong here.
and why one person who plays a “child” is really bugging me.
After a very bad experience with a roleplay group, I had been hopping from group to group, even started a few indie rps that died quickly due to my personal life being too hectic. I found this amazing group based around a corrupted version of Peter Pan and fell in love with it quickly. I applied for one of the original lost boys, who we’ll call X. At first, everything was amazing, everyone was so nice and great and I loved it. It was a good way to get away from that terrible experience and the personal crap going around. But if everything stayed that way, I wouldn’t be telling you this story.
Goodness, where do I begin.
When I was younger I had a DeviantArt account, so that’s already a bad sign. I watched this one person, I’ll call them N, who to my knowledge is still on dA. They would post transformation stories, and I was really into those kinds of stories (not as a fetish, but rather just an interest; transformation fetish creeped me out then and creeps me out now but whatever) so I would comment and we would start the rping.
Not too long ago, I was looking for potentional rp partners on Omegle. I mostly like to rp with a particular character who we shall call N.
N is a reasonably liked character in the fandom, but not one of the favourites, and seeing as pretty much everyone wants to rp with the favourites, I had many disconnections when I’d just mentioned the character.
I had been absent from the roleplaying scene for a couple of years, but because my life took an unfortunate turn - I had found out my life partner at the time had not been as faithful as he had insisted, which is relevant to the rp story.
I’m currently in a Vocaloid RP with a friend of mine (internet buddy) where Kaito is Len’s boyfriend, but Len was abused mercilessly by his father, and then out of nowhere the man dies. Now, she’s just forcing so much trauma and heartbreak into Len’s backstory, that it feels like she’s only roleplaying with herself. But there is other roleplays, and I will tend to mention them.