Independent and Fandomless Original Character RP blog.
Established September 20, 2015.
Read Basics and Guidelines before interacting. Mun and muse 20+. Selective and Multi-Verse/Ship. Obviously OC friendly but, as I stated, I am selective towards everyone I follow.
Hi there y'all. You can call me Alex or Scotch. I may talk tough or any kind of trash but I'm really just kinda a fragile little lightbulb. I use the pronouns he/him. I'm 20 so there will be NSFW content making appearances here. Whether it's sexual or violence/gore/etc., it might come up. But it will be properly tagged and occasionaly put under a read more. Living in the armpit of america, I must make it clear that I will not RP smut at all with any minors. It fades to black at that point if it even gets that far.
FOLLOWING:
I am a fairly selective person when it comes to who I want to follow. OC's and Canon characters from a number of fandoms are welcomed, but it is also my decision to who I choose to follow back. If I cannot see our characters connecting on any level - even hating each other - I will not follow. There are other reasons but [shrugs].
RPING:
Y'all have read the rules so far. Awesome! Have a cookie. I enjoy writing my character. I enjoy writing with other people's characters. This is not an exclusive blog in the slightest and I won't be secluding myself to a single version of a character. I enjoy interactions of all kinds and I like to see how different people would take on a situation with their character. If you have a problem with me playing with so many other versions of a character, I'm sorry I'm not sorry. I only RP with mutuals. I'm sorry about that, but it just helps keeps things organized to a certain point for me. If it's easier on me, I have a better time on here. I like to enjoy myself when I write. If you ever want to turn a meme into a thread, DO IT. Just please please please put it on a separate post. I don't like reblogging asks.
STARTERS/GREETERS:
So I have the habit of making greeters from time to time, and just about every night I try to post a starter call. Mutuals that like the starter call with usually get something within 24 hour prior to the post. If I ever post something and it's tagged [ ic.greeter ], then that means I made it without aking a starter call. It is just for when I want to call out to someone and all. I don't make them as often as I used to, however, so hop on a starter call if you ever want. Or, y'know, just pop into my askbox. If you can't think of anything but you want to RP, send me Praying Mantis in my ask box and I'll make you a starter. Only you guys that actually read my rules will get this chance.
ASKS/MEMES:
I love getting asks at random about or for Scott here. If you've got a question for either of us, please send it and I'll be happy to answer. If you've got something you want to say to Scott, do it. If you just want to hit him, I warn you that he will hit back. But we will answer. For those mutuals that want to send a meme but might not interact with me much/never have before, it doesn't matter. If I reblog a meme, it means I want you in my ask box. Even if it's a shippy thing, I can twist and turn it in just about any way to make it work. Just please do it, yes?
HATE:
I want all y'all haters to stop here right now. If you're going to send someone hate that isn't me, you better stop it. Don't bother them and send it all to me. Get it out in my ask box. But just know that I will neither respond to it nor acknowledge it. It is for you to vent your whiny asses and get over yourselves. Don't make other people feel bad, alright? Tumblr is supposed to be a place for us to escape into the fantasy world. Let it stay that way.
Alright, I think that just about does it so far? I will always be adding new stuff onto here if I can ever think of another rule I want to pop in.
Name: Scott Krystian Owen Age: 39 Birthday: September 3, 1976 Nationality: American Gender: Male Orientation: Bisexual, Panromantic Known Languages: English, Russian Current Employment: Owner of the bar Sparking Tinders Previous Jobs: Worked on his town's police force for 12 years
Appearance:
Height: 6'1" Weight: 209 lbs. Hair Color: Dark brown Eye Color: Hazel Body Type: Endomoprh, Heavily Muscled, small layer of fat on top Scars: Large slice going along left knee, gunshot wound on right shoulder, small slice through right eyebrow, bullet graze on heel of right palm Physical Problems: Nerve damage in right arm/hand (Physical therapy has helped gain most movement back but it's still rough) Tattoos:a dog print on his ass after a terrible night of drinking with college roommates, skull, gun, and rose tattoo on his left shoulder Dominant Hand: Previously his right hand but he's now ambidextrous/favors the left
Personality:
Myers-Brigg: ISTJ Alignment: Neutral Good Positive Aspects (+): Honest and Direct, Strong-willed and Dutiful, Responsible, Calm and Practical, Enforce Order Negative Apects (-): Stubborn, Insensitive, By the Book, Judgmental, Unreasonably blames himself
Favorites:
FOOD: Pizza DRINK: Coffee (two cream, one sugar) COLOR: Blue BOOK GENRE: Historical MOVIE GENRE: Science Fiction MUSIC GENRE: Classic Rock DOG OR CAT: Dog NIGHT OR DAY: Day FEAR OR LOVED: Loved TOP OR BOTTOM: Top (though can be convinced otherwise)
Background:
Born to a loving mother and father in the middle of the day on September 3rd, Scott Krystian Owens was a part of the most important argument in his parents’ lifetime. What to name their child. It was the only argument that he had either been a part of or heard from his parents lips and he couldn’t comprehend a single thing. Thanks to his mother, he was born to the name his great-grandfather had. Thanks to his father, his middle name was his grandfathers, who died six months before. And the surname was from his mother’s side, something that wasn’t debated over for long.
His mother, Anna Owen, has been on the force ever since she finished training after getting her criminal justice degree. His father, Piotr Krystianovich, has been a carpenter for all of Scott’s life, though Piotr doesn’t much talk of his life. All Scott knows is that his father came from Russia when he was ten with his father, mother, and younger brother of age seven. His family was labeled as communist since they came over, even though they left just for that reason. Piotr did not argue much what to name his son, though Feliks was on his mind. But he did want to have Krystian in that name. As a reminder that he wouldn’t be there and they wouldn’t have that life if it weren’t for Piotr’s father.
Both of his parents were as supportive as any could be, and the only couple he’d seen that has stayed together for as long as they have. The epitome of a healthy relationship. Both of their efforts in raising him made Scott the man he is today, loving him and giving him what he wanted but enforcing rules and teaching him to be proper. He was brought up well-mannered and taught to be honest, to be helpful as well and respectful but only of those who deserve it. As he grew older, he knew that he wanted to follow in his mother’s footsteps. His father’s work was honest, but he wanted to protect and enforce.
During college, he let his inhibitions go a little. Though he was still the man his parents raised him to be, he partied a little harder than he thought he would. Days of studying led into wild nights, drinking and parties and one night that led him to have the tattoo he currently has right above his ass. Let’s just say that grain alcohol doesn’t help make bad decisions any better. Still his years went by and he was the third highest in his class. Had one girlfriend in the entirety of his years but they separated when she decided to move halfway across the country. He got his Criminal Justice degree just as his mother had and joined the force right after.
Twelve years he spent on his town’s police department. Everyone basically knew him already because of his mother, and he proved to be just as good a cop as she was. He made friends on the force, changed partners a good few times, and was one of the best officers they could ask for. That was until his twelfth year. A man had robbed a liquor store and Scott and his partner were on foot to pursue him. Though he knew the man had a gun, he was as careful as he could be. What he didn’t know was the man was trigger happy. And when they had him cornered, he shot when he thought Scott was reaching for his gun. The first bullet skimmed across the palm of his right hand. The second embedded itself in his right shoulder. The damage done to his right arm, even after physical therapy, was great enough to demote him to a desk job. He quit not long after and the woman he was with then broke their relationship off after he proposed.
He had saved enough money to buy space along the main street of his town and opened a bar there. He built his business up and has been doing very well for a good three years. Scott lives in a house with his Great Dane, Feliks, all by himself. He works four nights out of the week as the bartender in his bar. The other nights he spends either alone or drinking with his friends who are either still on the force or retired. There are times, however, when he is called in as a consultant to the police department. The chief knew how much his job had meant so she keeps him coming back when they can afford it. Though the injury ruined his career, he is overall happy with his life
his forefinger traces the tumbler’s lip ; a slow sweep ‘round its circumference to distract from his wandering mind’s insistence on circling the drain. it’s going to be a long night, sure as hell. a whispering VOICE nestled behind louder thoughts would have him leave while he’s ahead & sleep it off. even to rest his head against the counter’s polished surface would be a reprieve. instead, he eyes the liquor’s rising amber surface … one more, always just one more. it stops short of where his preference would lie, but he’s in no mood for arguments.
❛ armando. i’m afraid this isn’t myfinesthour, scott. ❜
don’t lie to the poor guy —— there hasn’t been a ‘ fine ‘ hour in memory. this may be a new town, but there is no denying it’s a typical night. & yet he seems so willing to listen ( bet he isn’t prepared for the pitiful ramblings of a grown man with daddy issues. god forbid he unravel with one tug of his heartstrings. oh, but he feels poorly crafted. torn at the seams ;grow up, boy. what are you playing at? ).
❛ you know howfamily can be … they’ll drive you up the wall if you let them. my dad, he’s – pretty strict, doesn’t take no for an answer, a real hard-ass. not the sort of guy you want to piss off, really. ❜
the award for ‘ understatement of the year ‘ goes to the sad drunk in bar stool three. his hand furls about the glass, protective & territorial over its contents. a laugh escapes him in the form of a single, BARKING syllable. it lacks any semblance of joy and precedes the flick of his deadpan gaze towards the bar tender.
first impressions were usually something he tried not to go by. at first glance, no one could tell the inner workings of a person’s life. they could not tell who this person was and why they do the things they do. however, he’d come to realize that first impressions determined how the night would go. and though armando had carried himself well into the bar, sitting down almost seemed to crumple his posture. the worn attitude shown through well and he knew that hoping wouldn’t keep this man from drinking himself completely blind.
at least he isn’t taking his frustrations and problems out on others. chasing the last glass with something stronger was no way to cope either, but he took what he could get. it always pained him to see someone thinking they could drown their sorrows with each shot given. but this was merely coming from the experience of never having done so himself. that could gladly be chalked up to his upbringing, with no sarcasm in the mix.
he waits until the other is finished speaking. talking about his family and how his father was driving him mad. it doesn’t take a genius to know that something happened that day for armando to be here. but it does take someone with some intellect to know that asking about it might make things worse. he feel empathy for the other but it doesn’t come across his face. so many have taken it as pity and reacted poorly. a bartender is supposed to nod and spin tales that can be related to - even if they are nothing more than a fallacy.
“ guessing he wants everything to go exactly as he wants or not at all. it’s really tough having parents like that. ”
Following my AUs and Prompts List from a few months back, here is a compilation of my favorite sentence starters for all your writing needs.
Because most of them aren’t mine, credits are at the end.
SHORT
“Marry me.”
“Do you want me to leave?”
“You are not going without me.”
“I can’t believe you!”
“I swear it won’t happen again.”
“What did you say?”
“I’m not jealous.”
“You’re jealous, aren’t you?”
“We can’t keep doing this.”
“Are you sure this is legal?”
“Isn’t this amazing?”
“I’m going to take care of you, okay?”
“Stay the night. Please.”
“You can’t die. Please don’t die.”
“Run away with me.”
“You did WHAT?”
“Quit whining.”
“Get outta my sight!”
“Why are you so annoying?”
“Were you ever going to tell me?”
“Never in a million years.”
“Don’t ask me that…”
“I might have had a few shots.”
“What’s with the box?”
“W- What are you doing?”
“Say it!”
“I could kiss you right now!”
“Are you done with that?”
“What’s going on here?”
“Stop pinning this on me! You started it!”
“It’s your fault we’re in this mess.”
“Did you do this on purpose?!”
“Kiss me.”
“Are you still awake..?”
“Excuse you?”
“This is all your fault!”
“I can’t believe you dragged me into this.”
“Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!”
“I shouldn’t be in love with you!”
“It’s not fair!”
“I could kill you right now!”
“Knock it off!”
“Screw you!”
“You’re a complete moron!”
“I love this song!”
“I can’t be in love with you!”
“Make me.”
“Don’t tempt me.”
“I hate you.”
“You are infuriating!”
“Just shut up already.”
“That doesn’t even make sense.”
“Bite me.”
“Eat me.”
“Kiss my ass.”
“Just admit I’m right.”
“Just admit you’re wrong.”
“You are being ridiculous!”
“That’s irrational.”
“Listen to me!”
“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”
“Don’t yell at me.”
“That’s it. End of discussion.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“You shouldn’t have said that.”
“Fuck you!”
“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.”
“How dare you?”
“I dare you!”
“It’s you, it’s always been you.”
“Well this is awkward…”
“Just pretend to be my date”.
MISCELLANEOUS
“Are you really gonna leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”
“The planet is fine. The people are fucked.”
“I just did some calculations, and I’ve been able to determine that you’re full of shit.”
“You know what I like most about people? Pets.”
“Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up?”
“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.”
“I don’t hate you.. I just don’t like that you exist.”
“Love is the jelly to sunshine’s peanut butter. And if I tell you that I’m in sandwich with you, I’m not just saying it to get in your Ziploc bag.”
“Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system.”
“Did you really just insult Captain America in front of me?”
“Can I touch your boob?”
“It’s not that you’re wrong, exactly, you’re just extremely not right.”
“You shouldn’t be trusted with small children, should you?”
“Give me cake or give me death.”
“On a scale from, ’I can sometimes make important phone calls without crying’ to ’I have a stable job with a steady income, a spouse who loves me, a dog, and two kids who are screwed up minimally at worst’, how much of an adult are you?”
“You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”
“Despite the cliche, it’s not me, it’s you.”
“Obviously you can’t tell a woman you just met that you love her, but it sucks that you can’t.”
“No, it was my fault for thinking that you might care.”
“When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Specially then!”
“If you’re not scared, then you’re not taking a chance. If you’re not taking a chance, then what the hell are we doing anyway?”
“I think I’ve been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.”
“What have I told you about the toilet seat?”
“I tried to change the duvet and I got stuck inside.”
“I vote today to be a pajama day.”
“You have to tell me why were committing a felony before we do it. Not that that’s going to stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts.”
“I don’t leave messages. If I wanted to talk to a machine, I’d talk to my VCR.”
“I can be flexible. As long as everything is exactly the way I want it, I’m totally flexible.”
“You know we’re suppose to be together. I knew it the first time I saw you, and you know it, too. I know you do.”
“Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”
“I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.”
“What I hear when I’m being yelled at is people caring loudly at me.”
“I am NOT crying, okay?! I’m allergic to jerks!”
“This would not happen if I had a penis!”
“That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”
“All nighter, you and me. First one to fall sleep buys the other dinner.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever played spin the bottle.”
“Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch your butt.”
“I’m ok, thank you. Just please, stop talking to me.”
“To the night you’ll never remember!”
“Excuse me, did the 12:15 bus come by already?”
“Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.”
“Are you meeting someone here? Because.. I think I’m that person.”
“You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!”
“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”
“Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his/her cake hole.”
“I’m not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren’t even hot.”
“You better take care of that car or I swear I’ll haunt your ass!”
“This is the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.“
“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”
“I could do that, but could doesn’t mean would.”
“You cannot fathom the immensity of the fucks I don’t give.”
“You’re like, five feet tall. How you gonna reach me, shortie?”
“I recognize that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it”
“Do you need me to kill someone for you?”
“Look out where you’re going, asshole!”
“Fuck the sandwich guy!”
“I did not mean for stripping to come out of this.”
“The whole street is blocked off. The police won’t tell us anything, but I think there’s been some kind of attack… Maybe a bomb?”
“Oh my god, are you okay? I’m calling the police. I think I saw who did this to you.”
“I’m weird, you’re weird, we could have weird little babies and live weirdly ever after if it wasn’t for the fact I find you repulsive.”
“There is nothing wrong with planning a wedding with a video game character.”
“I’m gonna lay down and die for like half hour okay?”
“There’s been some real friction in our friend group lately. I suggest an orgy to save our friendships.”
“It’s midnight, what do you want?”
“I think I know how to use a bed.”
“If I wake up in the morning and I’m dead… Wait.”
“You are completely unfit to handle a child.”
“We have to get out of this place. It is EVIL.”
“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”
“When in doubt curl into the fetal position and give up on life.”
“It’s not a double date, we’re just third and forth wheeling.”
PREGNANCY
“I have something to tell you…”
“I think I’m pregnant.”
“I’m pregnant!”
“When were you going to tell me that you’re pregnant?”
“You’re smart and successful with an adorable belly.”
“$50 bucks says it’s a girl/boy.”
“Pregnancy suits you…”
“Hello little one. We can’t wait to meet you…”
“I’ll just be in the bathroom throwing my fucking guts up because our unborn kid wants to be a dick!”
“There’s someone I’d like you to meet…”
“Shh… He/she’s sleeping..”
“I have a special surprise for you. Close your eyes and follow me.”
“No, no, no, no, no, we aren’t ready… We aren’t ready for kids yet!”
“Oh, gosh, I felt it! I felt a kick!”
FLUFF
“Your hair is so soft…”
“You’re so cute when you pout like that!”
“Just relax, I’ll wash your hair for you.”
“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”
“What, does that feel good?”
“HA! I found a weak-spot on you, didn’t I?”
“Are you wearing my shirt?”
“You are ridiculously comfortable…”
“I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with…”
“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this…”
“You’re beautiful, you know that?”
“We should get a puppy!”
STARGAZING
“Aren’t they beautiful?”
“These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.”
“Shooting star, make a wish.”
“It’s actually a comet, but I’ll still make one.”
“Imagine if it could always be this way, even in the city.”
“Never thought something so beautiful could exist in nature…”
“Wouldn’t it be cool to name a star after yourself?”
“Y'know, your roof may not be the safest place for us to stargaze.”
“This is why you made me drive three hours out into the middle of nowhere?”
“Is that a– Wait, no, just an airplane.”
“I wouldn’t mind falling asleep out here.
FLIRTY/SUGGESTIVE/SEXUAL
“Did you just… finish?”
“They always make shower sex sound so appealing, but honestly, this is getting dangerous.”
“I’m not actually feeling anything.”
“Are you getting any closer?”
“Why do they make this look so easy in all those porn movies?! This hurts like fuck!”
“Did something just happen? You’re not turned on anymore.”
“Shit sorry, am I going too fast?”
“Wow, you’re hot.”
“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”
“Hey, I’m open minded.”
“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”
“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”
“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”
“I see someone’s happy to see me.”
“I saw that. You just checked me out.”
“You know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.”
“Take off your clothes.”
“Tell all those other guys/girls you don’t need them ‘cause you got me.”
“Don’t give me that face, it’s so cute I might not be able to hold back.”
“Boobs are really just squishy pillows.”
“If you don’t get turned on by having your neck kissed somethings wrong with you.”
“Blasphemy! Sex solves everything.”
“I platonically want to have sex with you. No big deal.”
TEXTS
[text]: What do you want now?
[text]: Do you want to bet on that?
[text]: Guess who just got back in town.
[text]: So I might be in a hospital right now…
[text]: We can’t keep doing this anymore!
[text]: Come on, come to the party!
[text]: Can you pick me up from the bar? Too drunk to drive.
[text]: You have no clue how I feel so shut up.
[text]: I call bullshit.
[text]: You thought you could get away with that, didn’t you?
[text] I gave up great shower sex to be here so don’t say I never did anything for our friendship.
[text] Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.
[text] Also, my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall.
“ Can’t remember the last time I had to treat a wound as bad as THIS. ”
As long as it might have been, these skills would never fade. He’d had enough practice on himself to make sure of that. Still he wasn’t going to ask her about it. Not like she’d tell him anyway.
‘ no, c’mon, mate – i’m not drunk !! just give us a little snog, yeah ??
he’s had far too much to drink - honestly, scott is doing the right thing by saying no to him – he’d just wake up && avoid the bar forever, because you know, he’s so NOT gay.
“ the only thing i’m going to be doing is taking away this. ”
a hand reached for the glass in front of rudy, sliding it away from the man and setting it behind the counter. rudy was too drunk and scott too sober to find any sort of humor in this.
❝Okay, let’s try it again only this time I’m gonna stick my tongue in your mouth, and when I do that I want you to massage my tongue with yours. And that’s what first base is.❞ ( hI MY NAMES JAIMEE AND I'M TRASH NICE TO MEET U )
