meyonmeainrefugee

[meyonmeainrefugee]

an anouncment

hey so this account will probably become inactive, i cant really handle things and my increased paranoia, self hate, lonleyness and other shitty feelings abt this blog just cause me dread every time i try to get active again

i dont expect anyone cares but yeah

#i just i cant take it #i cant take thinking every single person hates me i cant #i cant take feeling like im the most anoying shitty thing ever #i cant do it

[meyonmeainrefugee]

((mmmmm)))

#ooc #i havnt been on here in a long time #idk if its worth trying to keep this blog going honestly #/shrugs #i mean im kinda shitty i have an rp starter for a freind i never finished wrighting in my drafts and.yeah idk

[meyonmeainrefugee]

me: i should message my mutuals, i want them to know i want to be friends

me: actually im just gonna like a post they reblogged and hope they get the hint

[meyonmeainrefugee]

Open rp

It has been days since her last meal, and it was really starting to take its tole on her. she felt sore all over and tired, her senses werent cooperating either.

Oh she found lots of food, berried, leaves, fruits. but she was a carnivore. she had to eat meat, and she wasent the best at catching prey. she mostly scavenged on already dead animals or stole bits of food when people wernt looking.

She groaned in pain and hunger as she walked along, trying to keep an eye out for anything she could scavenge when the scent of fresh meat caught her nose. instantly she perked up, sniffing to find the source. 

[meyonmeainrefugee]

open rp

Zeena had been walking along peacefully when she suddenly fell down a steep hole in the ground. the fall was long and when she hit the bottom, she let out a loud screech. there was also a loud smack, the sound of metal hitting rock.

she slowly got to her feet, feeling her head to make sure she hadent knocked it too bad, looking up to the entrance of the whole she called out for help, but only a loud animalistic sound of distress was heard.

she quickly stumbled back, shocked at her own voice, feeling her neck she noticed her collar had fallen off. turning atound, she found her collar not only to have fallen off, but it was baroken and had rocks and dirt stuck in the translator.

she let out a whine. how could she call for help if her translator was broken. she felt helpless letting out whines of distress, hoping someone would come help her.

[meyonmeainrefugee]

((do you got any prefered kinda plot or setting?))

((ye bruh i do, sending this from my rp account))

//alright man (cracks knuckles) (breaks hands) I’m ready

[meyonmeainrefugee]

((i am a lonley egg plz rp with me))

#i have two open starers but i can make a new on for you if you want! #ooc

[meyonmeainrefugee]

open rp

Zeena had been walking along peacefully when she suddenly fell down a steep hole in the ground. the fall was long and when she hit the bottom, she let out a loud screech. there was also a loud smack, the sound of metal hitting rock.

she slowly got to her feet, feeling her head to make sure she hadent knocked it too bad, looking up to the entrance of the whole she called out for help, but only a loud animalistic sound of distress was heard.

she quickly stumbled back, shocked at her own voice, feeling her neck she noticed her collar had fallen off. turning atound, she found her collar not only to have fallen off, but it was baroken and had rocks and dirt stuck in the translator.

she let out a whine. how could she call for help if her translator was broken. she felt helpless letting out whines of distress, hoping someone would come help her.

[meyonmeainrefugee]

Open rp

It has been days since her last meal, and it was really starting to take its tole on her. she felt sore all over and tired, her senses werent cooperating either.

Oh she found lots of food, berried, leaves, fruits. but she was a carnivore. she had to eat meat, and she wasent the best at catching prey. she mostly scavenged on already dead animals or stole bits of food when people wernt looking.

She groaned in pain and hunger as she walked along, trying to keep an eye out for anything she could scavenge when the scent of fresh meat caught her nose. instantly she perked up, sniffing to find the source. 

[meyonmeainrefugee]

Leave a ★ in my inbox and my muse will pick out an outfit for your muse to wear!

[meyonmeainrefugee]

open rp

Zeena had been walking along peacefully when she suddenly fell down a steep hole in the ground. the fall was long and when she hit the bottom, she let out a loud screech. there was also a loud smack, the sound of metal hitting rock.

she slowly got to her feet, feeling her head to make sure she hadent knocked it too bad, looking up to the entrance of the whole she called out for help, but only a loud animalistic sound of distress was heard.

she quickly stumbled back, shocked at her own voice, feeling her neck she noticed her collar had fallen off. turning atound, she found her collar not only to have fallen off, but it was baroken and had rocks and dirt stuck in the translator.

she let out a whine. how could she call for help if her translator was broken. she felt helpless letting out whines of distress, hoping someone would come help her.

[meyonmeainrefugee]

Open rp

It has been days since her last meal, and it was really starting to take its tole on her. she felt sore all over and tired, her senses werent cooperating either.

Oh she found lots of food, berried, leaves, fruits. but she was a carnivore. she had to eat meat, and she wasent the best at catching prey. she mostly scavenged on already dead animals or stole bits of food when people wernt looking.

She groaned in pain and hunger as she walked along, trying to keep an eye out for anything she could scavenge when the scent of fresh meat caught her nose. instantly she perked up, sniffing to find the source. 

#these are both still open btw all those notes are just me rebloggin them haha

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she waddled along, getting down the stairs was awkward for her but she managed. he eyed the new elsen curiously, though was a little put off my his demeanor. 

  she stumbled slightly as she walked along, walking was awkward for her because of her metal feet prosthetics, without them she would be able to hop along but they made it very awkward to do so, and take much more effort, as they were essentially solid metal hooves instead of the toes that should have been in place there, so instead she sort of waddled along.

#trickotreat #rp

[meyonmeainrefugee]

((blushing meme for the smoll))

#mun art

[meyonmeainrefugee]

Open rp

It has been days since her last meal, and it was really starting to take its tole on her. she felt sore all over and tired, her senses werent cooperating either.

Oh she found lots of food, berried, leaves, fruits. but she was a carnivore. she had to eat meat, and she wasent the best at catching prey. she mostly scavenged on already dead animals or stole bits of food when people wernt looking.

She groaned in pain and hunger as she walked along, trying to keep an eye out for anything she could scavenge when the scent of fresh meat caught her nose. instantly she perked up, sniffing to find the source. 

[meyonmeainrefugee]

open rp

Zeena had been walking along peacefully when she suddenly fell down a steep hole in the ground. the fall was long and when she hit the bottom, she let out a loud screech. there was also a loud smack, the sound of metal hitting rock.

she slowly got to her feet, feeling her head to make sure she hadent knocked it too bad, looking up to the entrance of the whole she called out for help, but only a loud animalistic sound of distress was heard.

she quickly stumbled back, shocked at her own voice, feeling her neck she noticed her collar had fallen off. turning atound, she found her collar not only to have fallen off, but it was baroken and had rocks and dirt stuck in the translator.

she let out a whine. how could she call for help if her translator was broken. she felt helpless letting out whines of distress, hoping someone would come help her.

[meyonmeainrefugee]

she stumbled slightly as she walked along, walking was awkward for her because of her metal feet prosthetics, without them she would be able to hop along but they made it very awkward to do so, and take much more effort, as they were essentially solid metal hooves instead of the toes that should have been in place there, so instead she sort of waddled along.

“yeah, okay.” she said, rady to follow him.

#trickotreat #rp