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Moved over here vwv

A wolf in sheep’s clothing

Non-selective rp/ask blog for an oc named Bassen

5+ years of roleplay experience 2 on tumblr

Friendly mun

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#ooc #self promo #just encase anyone wanted to know

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Look I made myself a new icon, time to get rid of this horrible old one.

#muns art #I don't even know what went wrong with my old one #I made it when I was new to firealpaca

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“I don’t know, just curious I guess.” Bassen hummed, “You can read?! I never learned how to, maybe you can read to me sometime!” she said her voice full of excitement even though she was just talking about reading, “What kind of books do you read?” She questioned trying to calm herself down, “I mean your so old you must have read a lot of books! Then again...you are old enough to where you could have read all of the books the world has to offer.” She giggled.

Bassen moved some of her hair out of her eyes as she looked up at the death singer, marveling at how tall he was. Maybe one day she could be as tall as him and tower over everyone, she shook her head slightly trying not to drown herself in her fantasies. She was having a conversation and she needed to remind herself not to get off topic. What where they talking about again? She couldn’t remember, hopefully Karthus did and she could just pick up from there.

Tries to pap face, realizes is too short, "Mr. Death singer, may I pap your face?"

Karthus looks down and smiles upon the figure before him.

“I did not see you there, my dear.” His expression is indulgent and he brushes his sleeves aside, fussing with his vestments slightly so that he can crouch down, preening a little. It seemed preferable to leaning over- to him it seemed that he was forever leaning over to try to see someone better. “My face? For a hard working little specter such as yourself, please, go ahead. I hope that it will be of some encouragement to you, sweetling.” He does not know her personally, but what does this matter? She looked as if she’d found her calling- how wonderful!

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#ic #uncle-touchy-lich #victory screech

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Bassen tilted her head slightly, “So we’re ghosts in the daaaaarrrkneesssss? Did I do it right?” She questioned forgetting to end her sentence in darkness, “I forgot to end my sentence in darkness!” she pouted beneath the sheet. Bassen thought for got a moment trying to think of what to say, “Ummm darkness.” she mumbled still trying to think of what to say, “Hecarim I don’t know what to say darknesss.” she whined hoping she wasn’t ruining her friends game.

Runs up and hugs Hecarim's leg, "Hey! Whats up Hecarim!?"

“Well if it isn’t my old friend Bassen.” As he pats her on the head and giving her a warm smile. “Hows my little trouble maker doing.”

#ic #hecariminfiltrators #aaa I'm sorry for the late reply I keep forgetting to check over here

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"Can we!?" Bassen bounced up and down on her heels with excitement, "Oh but what would we do? There's so many fun things!"

Runs up and hugs Hecarim's leg, "Hey! Whats up Hecarim!?"

“Well if it isn’t my old friend Bassen.” As he pats her on the head and giving her a warm smile. “Hows my little trouble maker doing.”

#ic #hecariminfiltrators #well everything is so much more fun with a 102 year ldold child

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Are you dead

(Helen ples, we've been over this. I'm not ded. Just deciding what to do with this blog. *shrug*)@helen-the-potato

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“I’ve been doing good!”, Bassen thought for a moment, “Nothing really.”, she smiled, “I just came to bother you Mr. Deathsinger.” She wondered what he meant by her ‘true calling’, though she didn’t question it. Probably something she wouldn’t understand anyways, “So what do you do for fun?” Bassen questioned with a slight tilt of her head, genuinely intrigued. The curiosity was killing her, she had so many questions she wanted to ask him, but she refrained from doing so, as to not confuse him.

Tries to pap face, realizes is too short, "Mr. Death singer, may I pap your face?"

Karthus looks down and smiles upon the figure before him.

“I did not see you there, my dear.” His expression is indulgent and he brushes his sleeves aside, fussing with his vestments slightly so that he can crouch down, preening a little. It seemed preferable to leaning over- to him it seemed that he was forever leaning over to try to see someone better. “My face? For a hard working little specter such as yourself, please, go ahead. I hope that it will be of some encouragement to you, sweetling.” He does not know her personally, but what does this matter? She looked as if she’d found her calling- how wonderful!

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#ic #uncle-touchy-lich #literally all Bassen is right now is *excited child noises*

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"Hm. Sounds boring.", Bassen pouted, "You sure you didn't do anything interesting." She exaggerated anything.

Runs up and hugs Hecarim's leg, "Hey! Whats up Hecarim!?"

“Well if it isn’t my old friend Bassen.” As he pats her on the head and giving her a warm smile. “Hows my little trouble maker doing.”

#ic #hecariminfiltrators #she doesn't get it

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Smol story time, since my friend drew something that reminded me of this.

When I was a kid I went to this elementary school that had an after school program called paws. They had brought some people, I can’t remember what they were doing, but they were entertaining to my smol mind. One of them asks me “What’s your favorite color?” Guess what I said, “Tooth paste.” Fucking tooth paste…….how is tooth paste a color? I dunno.

#casually reblogs over here to further remind people of how stupid I was as a kid

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Bassen smiled and gently patted his face, “Thank you!” She bounced a little on her heels with excitment, “How have you been Mr. Deathsinger? I know your job must be so hard, so I figured I’d pay you a visit!” She giggled, somehow bouncing even more. Bassen didn’t know exactly how Karthus would react if she called him by his name, so she kept it formal. Not exactly her favorite form of speech, but it was better safe than sorry. After all he was a powerful spirit and she’d rather not get on his bad side.

Tries to pap face, realizes is too short, "Mr. Death singer, may I pap your face?"

Karthus looks down and smiles upon the figure before him.

“I did not see you there, my dear.” His expression is indulgent and he brushes his sleeves aside, fussing with his vestments slightly so that he can crouch down, preening a little. It seemed preferable to leaning over- to him it seemed that he was forever leaning over to try to see someone better. “My face? For a hard working little specter such as yourself, please, go ahead. I hope that it will be of some encouragement to you, sweetling.” He does not know her personally, but what does this matter? She looked as if she’d found her calling- how wonderful!

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#ic #uncle-touchy-lich

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New icon whooooo

#my art #been doodling

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“Pretty good!”, Bassen lets go of his leg, “ow have you been Hecarim, it’s been so long since we’ve spoken.” Shes nearly bouncing with excitement.

Runs up and hugs Hecarim's leg, "Hey! Whats up Hecarim!?"

“Well if it isn’t my old friend Bassen.” As he pats her on the head and giving her a warm smile. “Hows my little trouble maker doing.”

#ic #hecariminfiltrators

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reblog if your name isn't Ashley.

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Bassen looked at it with curiosity, ‘So it’s still a functioning prison even after Thresh died. How cool!’ she thought as she stared, “I’ve never found being a warden to interesting, but prisons are always a pretty cool place to haunt. The way people somehow are always on edge whenever they enter one it fun to scare them!” Bassen actually said something intelligent for once, call the media.

"Draven!" Bassen whined, "We haven't talked in a while. How've you been?"

Draven turned to her and smiled, he was happy to see her again, indeed, they haven’t talked in a while

“Perfect, as always” He said with a playful tone before brushing his hair back with his fingers, then he looked back at Bassen, patting her head

“How about you, Bassen, how’ve you been?”

#ic #leagueofdravenask

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Please

Reblog if you are a league of legends RP blog. New blog, looking for people to follow and interact with. 

#more active on my thresh blog tho