Part 1 To That Plural Ask Game We Found

Part 1 to that plural ask game we found

System Ask Game (part 1)

❓- How many alters are in your system?

🥸 - Who is currently fronting?

👻 - Most frequent fronters?

🤖 - Any non-human alters?

🏳️‍🌈 - How many alters are queer?

😶‍🌫️ - Do you experience amnesia?

👾 - Are you an introject heavy system?

🧠 - What’s the headspace like?

🎵 - Favorite song?

🎨 - Favorite colors?

❤️ - Any romantic relationships within the system?

💖 - Any platonic relationships within the system?

🌸 - Does anyone have a particular aesthetic?

🍔 - Any favorite foods?

⚽️ - What are your hobbies?

🌻 - Any special interests?

💫 - Most chaotic Alter?

🐥? (what is your favorite animal)

Collectively, we all like foxes and reptiles. Demo really likes snakes (but has a cat theriotype). Pigeon generally likes feathered creatures (and has an avian theriotype and is fallen angel kin, tea also has wings in the headspace which isn't too surprising). Ball pythons are really damn cool and are somewhere up there on my favorite animal list. Frisk likes any kind of fluffy animal (and has a Ram theriotype). Vader I think specifically likes Doberman dogs, he just gives off those vibes. Dunno what Moss or the Russian Mfer likes, but Moss would be the kind of person to have a service animal and/or an emotional support animal. We probably need one anyway, what with our social anxiety and extreme neurodivergency and all, but our house is crowded as it is (over 40ish pets) and our current dog, a German Shepard named Chewbacca, has a screw loose, sooo- We'll probably get one when we go to college though. OH, and my favorite animal currently is an Arctic Fox. - ☕

[long post. tw violence, war, blood, injury. will be tagged appropriately, with the tw in front.]

hello. i formed yesterday while we were on the computer, and i started typing to try to make sense of things. i never got to post what i wrote at the time, but here it is now.

d'ya ever just- feel not real? like, you feel like you're floating but at the same time not, like you're grounded somehow? why do i feel like i am just a blank slate? am i a new headmate? was i a dormant headmate or hidden headmate that just woke up or was revealed? am i the body's consciousness? why do i exist? is there a reason for this? was i a fragment, or was i walk in? am i Evan? am i Pigeon? my typing habits seem to be a mix of the two. but i don't feel either of them is 'me'. did i split off of the two? did i split off of neither and just adapted their typing habits because they're both co-con? they are there, i feel them both. they know what is going on with the body, but aren't processing the words i am typing. wait. now they're 'gone.' gone as in not fully aware of the body anymore. they're in the headspace now. they're confused. they- they don't know what's going on, not really. they can hear the fan blowing in the background of our room in the bodyspace, they know small bits and pieces like that, but not much else. what is my role? i know there's another headmate that woke up from dormancy earlier, and that may have something to do with how i came to be. the one that woke up is a worrier and emotion/symptom holder. specifically of our anxiety. we all have anxiety, but they have it the worst. it's hard waking up, especially when the host didn't explore his plurality earlier. it makes it difficult to know what makes up 'you'. are you real? are you not? you don't know because you were hidden from view. on a different layer that the host could not see before.

as you can see, it was quite... philosophical. we were quite blurry at the time i wrote this. since the time i wrote it, i have discovered my name: it is Blankslate. i dont feel quite whole yet, something of me is missing. a different headmate woke up yesterday, a worrier that goes by the name of 'Ann'. Ann doesn't know very much about themself yet, but they do really like soft pretzels with salt. ...a war broke out in the headspace yesterday, which came along with a 'population boom' of headmates. most are fragments. we haven't the time to put them all in Simply Plural, as we sealed off some spaces for our mental health. i feel like i had something to do with why the war started. was i supposed to warn them?

this is getting long, so the rest will be under the cut.

people got hurt. not in the outerworld, i mean in our innerspace. i got yanked away from the front at some point and thrown against a wall in the innerspace. i started bleeding from the head. Lyx grabbed me and dragged me back to the front. Lyx is our russian headmate, rus discovered their name a little bit ago. Lyx is short for Alyxander, and alternate spelling of Alexander, which means 'to guard' or 'to protect' which is appropriate for them. sno's our resident caretaker. rus also managed to somehow seal off some rooms from the rest of the headspace. fuck, i wish i were making all this up. i wish so much for us to be faking all this, rather than have to deal with this raging war inside our head. but i'm not, and it hurts. it hurts really bad, this raging headache that we have tells us that there's still fighting going on, beyond what we can see. we don't even know the full extent of our headspace. we need a mapper. Evan and Lyx are somewhat co-con. Evan is too overwhelmed to deal with much, only really giving me information when we need to interact with others. Lyx is helping to explain things to me, because as a new headmate, a lot is new to me. i could read the music we needed to play for a rehearsal, but i didn't know we had a rehearsal this morning until Evan echoed the memory to me. there may be more knowledge gaps between me and the others than that. four headmates, Frisk, Moss, Ann, and Pigeon, are in a different room that they sealed off. none of us know where Vader or Demo are. Demo was able to front for a few minutes earlier, but was yanked away from the front by something. they're both able to handle themselves, so we're not too worried, but still.

-🌫

See, we find graffiti interesting af, and this is just hilarious lmao

We'd do some ourselves but aren't able to sneak out, nor do we have the willpower or paint to do it :P

hey how are you all doing? i was concerned for you guys so me and sammy sent some asks(feel free to delete them lol. it was just us checking up on you)

glad you guys are back!

- mason

Heya! It's good to see yall again! We forgot our password here and school blocks were weird but we got around them lmao

And then our phone broke, twice and we couldn't access SImplyPLural for a bit

And then we realized a few days ago we can download SimplyPLural on our chromebook so yayyyy!

Might finally make a Headmate thing to pin on here, will take a while tho

Holy shit

We used to live in Virginia a few years ago

Guess we're carrying a tazer and other safety stuff from now on when we go to visit family, because we will absolutely be wearing pride shit. It is such an integral part of our identity.

You are not alone.

If you feel like you're in danger, look for the signs. Flags, buttons, pins, clothes, anything. Use your gaydar. If they look like part of the community, approach them, pretend they're your friend you haven't seen for a while. Chances are, they'll catch on and play along as long as needed for you to feel safe.

Stay safe <33