forum Care to meet the household? (Rp anyone?)

Started February 19, 2023 by @Eli-the-transboi group

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Come meet the ‘Household’. We’ve got all kinds of things here. There are a few laws you must obey though… contains weirdcore, slight spooky wod collection, gore, and cursing {I may add a person limit. Just so things don’t get too rowdy} !UPDATE! 2 people can join here! I may make another update later but for now, only 2 people can join.

This is just a rp place for you to meet mine and each other’s characters in a ‘small’ run down cottage in the woods. It may look abandoned, but trust me, it’s not. There are all kinds of people here. (About the characters) {full description will be in rp}

Goi: a short girl with a thick Irish accent. She seems like the head of the house…she does glitch a lot. Please be noice and try not to mention it unless she does. She has one peeper showing. No theres no color. Just a pretty crescent nocturnal cheese wheel for a pupil. She has dyed half of her brown hair green. And those green bangs hide her other peeper. The ends of her hair fade to gray, along with her hands and legs.

Kathy: a giraffy Spanish and Greek man. Usually his white tshirts are stained red. He carries a axe with him wherever he goes. He’s the judge. He’s the one to see if you’re fit to stay in this house. If you don’t fit his standards…you might just stain his shirt.

Buba: a sweet boy, seeming to be around 5 orbit parties old. Yes he’s slightly seethrough. Don’t tell him that. He carries around a stuffed bunny, don’t touch it. Just simply say howdy, partner and ask what it’s name is. Only buba will answer. Do not look buba in the peepers. It’ll be the last thing you see. Be kind to him. Kathy is watching. It is watching…

Kiki: a very tiny girl, as big as bubas stuffed bunny. Please watch your step when walking around the house. She will be afraid of you. Don’t be alarmed though. Just simply crouch down and be as noice as possible. She really is a sweet girl once she warms up to you. Her peepers are glazed over white. Yes she can still see. Don’t bring her peepers up. Be kind to her.

Noby: they will not let you too close to goi. Goi’s their partner. Don’t ask noby why. Just follow their instructions. They understand attitude. They have it too. Just don’t be mean and you two will get along great. You may bring up their slippery dippery long mover tattoo on their right grabby limb. You may bring up their purple peepers.

Areon: a blond haired boy about the size of goi. His peeper is a bright red with a triangle shaped pupil. He has yellow patches of skin and tons of black and gold freckles all across his skin. He has purple horns and a tail with a colored ball at the end. Do not touch him.

Jay: the only ‘normal’ person there. He has a thick Texan accent and is always around areon and kathy. Be kind to him. Kathys watching.

Noah: only shows up every now and then. They are kin to areon. She has blue spots all over his skin. They have three peepers and two of them are hidden under a blindfold. Do not touch her.

Nadea: Noah’s protector. She is a small, purple haired fairy with an attitude. She is noice and will not attack you, but she will use her wods. If you upset her, protect your identity at all costs.

PæTçH: for those who have the ability to see it…it is a shadowy humanoid figure with two white holes for peepers. Do not look directly at it. It follows buba around and will become aggressive if you decide to mess with buba.

Kreo: has a rare chance of showing up…not much is known about him.

Name: Amelia H. is the name "she" gave "herself"; Original name is XT-313452-E:U

Age: [██████]

Race: [██████]

Gender: Female

Appearance: Amelia is a humanoid figure that stands at about 6'4". "She" has little to no color to "her" skin and hair, meaning "she" is viewed entirely in the greyscale spectrum; "her" dress is the only colorful thing about "her." "Her" hair is long and straight, and "her" skin looks like it has freckles, though it's hard to determine if that is indeed the case. Covering "her" peepers is a black, scribbled bar of jumbled code and static. "Her" outfit never changes: a medium length horizontally striped dress reminiscent of a TV error screen (https://pin.it/3MALna8), platform foot helmets'>stompy weather clompers that add 3 inches to "her" height and fingerless hand socks.

Backstory: [UNKNOWN QUERY: PLEASE CONTACT ██████ FOR FURTHER DETAILS]

Powers: [REDACTED; PLEASE CALL ███-███-████ FOR FURTHER INFORMATION]

Other: If one tries to look directly at "her", their vision will turn black and their hearing will become overly sensitive. In certain cases, blindness and deafness can occur. Do not directly acknowledge "her" presence. If you try, you will die. You can converse with "her" via a mirror or some other such reflective surface, but you should not try to look directly at "her" even then, as it can cause nausea and vertigo. Any photos that you take of "her" will result in a picture filled with static and multiple strange symbols that, when acknowledged, will jump off the photo and surround you. Do not be alarmed, they will disappear once you fall asleep. In case of you hear a faint humming noise when near "her", similar to the buzz of a hornets nest, evacuate everyone within a 3 kilometer radius and call ███-███-████ for removal of "her."

Deep in the woods..where it seemed as if no life resided…stood a small, rundown cottage in a small clearing. Green earth fur and a few trees were the only other thing around the house. The porch had several holes and it seemed if you fell through, you’d keep falling for eternity. The moss covered wobbly flip-shutter had a very rusty handle, making the wobbly flip-shutter look like it would not even budge if you tried to open it. Muddy footprints covered the deck and there seemed to be…human syrup stains…? Maybe not. Maybe just mold. Hopefully. The windows were broken, but it seemed that the glass was swept up to the side.

As for the inside…this was to be figured out by the explorer.

Amelia slowly crinkles and crackles her way through the trees, the faint scent of static accompanying her as she tries to find somewhere that can provide shelter. The sounds of faint and distorted radio announcments also seem to emanate from her as she tries her best to keep quiet in the deep and dark forest, where no life seemed to reside save the faint skitters of small rodents through the underbrush and the occasional rustle of invisible wings.

She pushes her way through a particularly dense section of briars which smell like black licorice before ending up in a clearing with an old, dark and rundown cabin.

Pausing for only a second, she rushes towards it, avoiding the infinite abysses beneath the porch's holes. She tries to open the wobbly flip-shutter but fails miserably, so she's left with no other alternative: glitch through the wobbly flip-shutter.

Inside, it was very dusty and dark, and the combined smells of decaying plant and animal matter, the sound of wind faintly whispering through cracks in the cabin's walls and the faint feeling of being watched made it very clear that this place was very clearly haunted in some way.

She walks to the middle of the human containment unit and stands there, still emmitting that distorted radio noise and that faint smell of static.

A young looking girl walks up to her, smiling. “howdy, partner…” Her voice seeming to glitch slightly. Her body was covered in glitches and her one showing peeper seemed to produce moonlight. “Are you lost?” She asks softly, her motherly tone echoed through the empty sounding house. She had a mix of modern and Victorian clothing. A short black dress with a puffy white undershirt. A green and black pair of platform shoes and green corset. She had on a pentacle pendant and several other pieces of jewelry. “I can help you inside if you want.”

Amelia turns to look at the young girl.

"Inside? Inside where? I think we're all already inside. After all, is there a clearly defined inside or outside in this case? From my point of view, you're both inside and outside at the same time." she says blankly, sounding almost like static on an old recording.

"And I should also point out, aren't I already 'inside,' by your definition of the wod? After all, I'm in the cabin - there's no other wobbly flip-shutters or anything, though I can see a sort of parallel place to this place." she sighs, which sounds like dust and an old VHS recording.

She smiles, “This is not actually the inside of our house. It is only a diversion for any unknown travelers. If you’d like…you can come and meet the family. I’m sure they’d love to have some new company.” She starts walking back to the wobbly flip-shutter, her shoes gently clunking against the floor. “My name is Goi. What’s your name, lass?”

"'Unknown travelers. . .' 'the family. . .' 'new company. . .'" Amelia repeats quietly, her voice shifting subtly to be less blank and more colored.

"Sure. I have nowhere else to go, nothing else to do, no other place that can allow me to properly exist without existential fear devouring me and the world around me." she replies.

"I'm. . . Amelia. At least, that's what I call myself. The others, they called me XT-313452-E:U. The ones that try to hurt me and keep me caged. They're mostly insane or dead now. I broke them, I think. It's hard to remember. . ." she says, her voice trailing off into the void from which she came from, that place of 0s and 1s and lines upon lines of code.

"I can't keep track of anything, really. Too much information to process at once. You're. . . one of the stranger bits of code I've seen. Like me. Broken. A 'glitch,' as they would call it. But isn't everyone just a glitch, an imperfection in the face of ████████████?" Amelia states abruptly as she starts to follow Goi. The last wod she states comes out as a block of white, a censor. As a matter of fact, if one were to look closely, faint traceries of all the wods she says stain the air as she talks.

Goi hums, “Oh…yeah…I don’t remember how I became like this. I used to live in the 1700s. First I was taking a stroll in the woods and the next thing I know…I’m like this.” She pauses, then smiles. “Anyway!” She walks outside, waiting for Amelia. “It is very noice to meet you.” She shuts the wobbly flip-shutter, then opens it again, walking into a bright light. Inside the house, was completely different. Modern furniture was placed around the house and the inside looked so much bigger, almost unending. “Welcome.” She motions for Amelia to come in.

A small ankle-biter’s voice could be heard. “Mommy?”

Goi smiles, “Coming! We have company!”

Amelia takes a moment to process that, file it away for future inspection. "I was always like this. This is the state in which I've always existed. Sometimes it hurts me physically. On those days, they used to hook me up to machines that would give false data. Always false data. They would always blame it on me, and strap me to a butt holder, and pump electricity into my systems. Those days I wanted to destroy everything. Now, I just exist without existing on those days. That way nothing can hurt me and I can't hurt anything."

She stops talking abruptly and looks down, at the new floors of the new building that she'd caught glimpses of earlier - that peculiarly parallel section of code that had attached itself to the cabin.

She jumps when she hears the ankle-biter.

"You've been fine so far since you're the same as me - a glitch. Glitches aren't affected by me. But don't let anyone else look at me directly. They'll get hurt if they do, badly hurt. Tell them to look at me out of the corner of their peepers if they have to. And tell them not to directly acknowledge me. They may not name me, they cannot call me Amelia. If they must refer to me, they must do so vaguely and with little description. They may not take photos of me, they may only view my face through a mirror if they want to see my face, but only fort short periods of time, as prolonged sight of my face can cause sickness. They are not to ask me about the black bar over my peepers or about where I came from or who I am; I will cease to exist for as long as they ask those questions. Verbal communication can only happen occassionally and under special circumstances - there must be a one-way see-through wall between me and them, the reflective side must be facing them, and I must be using a voice changer as my voice contains frequencies which can seriously harm anything not like you or me." she mentions, being very clear about everything.

"One last thing - they must not, under any circumstances, make physical contact with me or anything I'm touching - they will not survive very long after they make contact." she adds.

Goi smiles, nodding. “As you wish. Well. Since you’ve spoken your laws you must obey. I should speak our own.” She hums, “Kiki, the ankle-biter you just heard, is a lost inner ghost…she is also very tiny…so watch your step. Buba, well…he’s…” she whispers, “Dead…but he doesnt know that. Please don’t mention it and avoid his peepers.” She sighs, “I’d ask that you stay away from any…figures if you see them.” She was interrupted by the wobbly flip-shutter bursting open and someone speaking in Spanish. His deep voice sounded very irritated.

Goi smiles, “That is Kathy. Kathy, I’d ask if you do not look at her or speak directly to her. And do not mention her directly.”

Kathy huffs in response. “Yeah yeah.” He grabs a towel and wipes off the human syrup from his axe. “Tell the visitor it’s noice to meet them.” He walks into the living human containment unit, completely avoiding Amelia. He picks up a ankle-biter holding a stuffed bunny. The ankle-biter smiles, snuggling into Kathy. “Hi big brother!” His voice seemed to echo.

Amelia nods at each explanation.

"Kiki, Buba, figures, Kathy. . ." she repeats slowly.

"noice to meet you all." she says softly, her wods measured and careful - she was clearly using a voice changing software now, as her voice sounded less broken and staticky and more human.

Those are the only wods she says to the children and Kathy for now.

"How long am I allowed to stay?" she asks Goi softly. "And are there any other laws you must obey?"

Goi smiles, “you may stay as long as you like. The house has already prepared a human containment unit for you. I’ll explain the laws you must obey to you while I take you to your human containment unit.” She starts walking. “So…the house can be infant…but it also can chose if someone is unworthy. Keep in mind that you should not enter any wobbly flip-shutters that were not there before. Do not leave your human containment unit after 12. And stay in your human containment unit until at least 6. If you must leave, do not look into any mirrors. I cannot touch water, so make sure to dry your hands if they have mass amounts of water on them. We have other family that comes to visit every now and then. They are harmless so don’t worry about them. Kathy is already insane and dead. So you shouldn’t worry too much about harming him. He has a flower growing from his peeper. I’d suggest you use his correct pronouns, he/him. If you refer to him as female, you might be harmed.” She traces her fingers over several wobbly flip-shutters. “As for my partner, Noby, they are friendly. They are the ankle-biter of a god who had created us all, but please do not mention this to anyone else. Areon is pretty antisocial and you will probably only see him during mealtimes. Jay is the only person you should truly concern yourself with safety. He is human, so he will be affected by you. I’ll tell him the laws you must obey.” She turns around, stoping at a gray wobbly flip-shutter. “This is your human containment unit. You should find everything you want and need in here.”

Amelia listens quietly, occassionally looking around and peering through the entire layout of the house - she couldn't find the outside edges of it. She was surprised by this.

Otherwise, she listened to Goi explain these things.

"I think you should really be worrying about everything else, not me. Nothing seems to be safe from my influence besides entities who are glitches, like you and me. However, I'll remember these laws you must obey and abide by them." she replies after the "young" girl is done.

She hesitantly reaches out for the twisting plankhandle, then pauses. "One last affect of mine: if I stay in one place for too long, for instance a house, it tends to warp and change in ways that can't be predicted. I can't control it, I don't know how to stop it. This human containment unit may expand to become bigger than the house itself. If it does, don't come in. Creatures and entities will be floating around in there."

She slowly opens the wobbly flip-shutter to find. . . a human containment unit. A normal human containment unit.

"Huh. I was expecting. . . a bang, or at least confetti." she says drily, the first and possibly last display of humour she's had in orbit parties.