" Who are you?! I-is this your house?! Who was that just now?! "
IDK if someone has already done this, if so, I'll probably take this down
everyones ocs are stuck in one house and this is the forum to roleplay/complain about it!
example:
OC 1: "SOMEONE stole my YOGURT from the FRIDGE even though it was CLEARLY marked as OC 1!!!!"
OC 2: "yeah sorry that was me lol"
please only respond IC (You can ask questions/talk in ooc every once n a while though, just make sure to mark it as /ooc and not apart of the ic talk)
feel free to put any sort of effort into it, but this is mostly meant to be a low-effort forum!
this accidentally became more of an rp so it may now be in the wrong section, but we wont look at that
BTW here are some established things:
-the house is inescapable, going out of the front door will only lead you back inside.
-the house is ALSO infinite
-no ones able to permanently die
-Twitter has been replaced with tweeter, and the only people on it are the OCs’ accounts, same thing has happened with every other social media
rules:
no nsfw, obviously,
try to stay away from real-life politics
I’ll check into this thread every once n a while
BTW I read every message :^)
EDIT: IVE NOTICED THIS HAS PICKED BACK UP AGAIN!! Um. I’ll get to re-reading through all the messages but I’ve been quite inactive and woke up to 300 messages here so it may take a second. THANKS FOR THE ACTIVITY THO !!
A strange entity comes out of the closet "I'm a lesbiab, lesbiam?, less bien?, GIRLS and also I'm Gay, because I don't have a gender lol"
" ....all I really w-want is to g-go home right now. I can't even eat, you idiots. "
He looked a little grumpy as he sat against the wall, pouting.
I have no clue how I spawned here but whatever!! All you have to know you peasants is that! *He said, giving a maniacal smile pointing towards a room* THIS IS MY LAB AND NOBODY 'S ALLOWED TO GO IN IT. SO LONG LOSERS!!
*anyways Tio slammed the door shut*
“hm, I see” he thinks for a moment as he rubs his chin and ponders before looking around at all the unfamiliar faces and the structure of the house itself “perhaps the house is it’s own Entity.. Perhaps a manifestation of someone or something” he mumbles to himself as he gets out his notepad and scribbles down some words
“I’m guessing the outside worlds logic doesn’t apply here if many different people/creatures from other realities are allowed here”