Lets Get Some NaCl-y On Munday!

Lets get some NaCl-y on Munday!

Lets get salty on Munday!

What’s the worst role playing experience you’ve had?

What would cause you to leave a fandom?

Why did you leave your last fandom?

What are some things you are tired of seeing in the RPing community?

Have you ever had to block someone or cut off contact with them?

Your view on Mary/Gary sues?

Things that you will not tolerate?

Has anyone hurt/betrayed you?

Your view on minors interacting with muns that are older than 18?

Your opinion with ships between muses that include a minor and a legal adult?

Have you ever received anon hate?

Your opinion on people giving canon characters mental illnesses?

Your opinion on straight shipping?

Your opinion on muns making canon characters Trans/ gender fluid etc.?

What is your biggest pet peeve?

How much does it take for you to get angry/upset? How long does it usually last?

Something that you find unforgivable?

Have you ever felt like something off about someone?

What’s the worst thing that has happened to you in the rping community (Within an ooc situation)?

Wild card: The mun discusses any situation/problem they want.

okay lets play a game: instead of y’all asking me headcanon questions, send me your headcanons for my muse. ( bonus: if i really like it i may make it an official headcanon )

I headcanon that Cindy doesn't pay for streaming services and pirates all movies

Make a headcanon for my muse

Damn fucking right she does.

She already does way enough service to the community by murdering the trash 8-10 hours a day, let her enjoy movies and series in peace.

Status: approved ✅

Come on, an obvious thirst trap sex oc for canon characters

Nah, not just for canon but original characters too.

@infernal-feminae

The general shift in her mood expected during this time yet it never failed to catch her off guard. Hell shackled her powers...to a certain extent. Nothing she couldn't rip free if she wanted, both the chains and control was an illusion during these days.

The usual pride only found in traces in her walk, only the steeled clacks of resolve to not crumble, to not lash, out to not break. even further Strangely sweet scents beckoned, called her; Cindy's curiosity getting the best of her. She...had to visit, so she might just investigate the source of floral scents instead of aimlessly walking.

The shop seemed more like a small garden of how Eden possibly looked like. How...was that possible to cultivate life, a blooming one in this ring? Or in Hell at all. Arms safely wrapped around herself, a frail defense, a weak source of comfort and mostly to not accidentally ruin any of the beauty with the slightest touch.

Rich raven hair and small statue caught her eye among the flurry of colors, a nervous swallow; she couldn't risk to knock on anything.

“Excuse me Miss...do you-” voice tinted with her distinctive rasp along with the usually well hidden pain

“Do you happen to have violets?”