Rev-America-1776

So my last journal was a poll to find out which accounts I'd be jumping back into the roleplaying scene with. Almost no one voted (again, you people seriously suck -_-) but I did get a result and that's what matters! And the result is...

A MIX ACCOUNT!!!

Yup, you read that right. I finally just caved and made a God damn mix account. All my characters, old and new, will be on it. It's still a work in progress but the profile page is finished at least. All characters I currently plan on doing are listed on it. I'm going to keep these old accounts just in case I ever need to go back and check something. However, no roleplaying will be done on them! So I suggest you head on over and watch this guy instead if you want to keep roleplaying with me!!



That is all~

Okay now don't get too excited people. Yes, I'm coming back from hiatus. However, it won't be as all of my accounts. You see I'm very limited on typing time and I'm on other forums as it is. Unfortunately, it's impossible to write fanfiction like I want to with this typing restriction so I'm going back to roleplaying for now.

Anyway, what I'm saying is I'm only coming back with one or two accounts, tops. Problem is I have no idea which ones to come back with. This is where you guys come in!

I'm going to post a poll on all of my accounts. It'll be a list of my current accounts and ideas I have for new ones. I'll also be listing my enthusiasm and inspiration levels for each account/idea. That way you guys understand just how active and into each account I'd be. (So you'll know what you're getting if you vote for an account you like but I'm not inspired for instead of a different account I've got loads of motivation for.)

Basically just comment with the two accounts you want me to bring back. Note I'm posting this on all of my accounts since some of them have different watchers. If you happen to be watching multiple accounts of mine you only need to vote on one. I won't count double voting! D< I'm going to try to let this go for as long as I can to get the most accurate results. (Even though almost no one voted on my last poll. -_-)

If you enjoy roleplaying with me, please, for the love of God give your opinion. Because the results of this poll will decide who exactly you'll be roleplaying with. Thank you!

Without further ado, the candidates!

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Current Accounts
A:
Info: This was my first roleplaying account. It's been around forever. Started out as a normal revolutionary!America but a lot of shit's happened to this poor kid. He's more like a teenager!America now. With a very fucked up past.
Motivation: I will always be motivated to roleplay this guy. Not only was he my first account, but he's the one that got me introduced to all the other lovely roleplayers on here.
Inspiration: Unfortunately, because this character has been around so long I've done basically all there is to do with him. I don't have any big ideas left that I haven't used already. So roleplaying with him might not be very interesting.

B:
Info: 2P!America; somewhat follows fanon, somewhat follows my own ideas. I've done quite a bit with this guy and he's definitely the most violent and sexual of my accounts. However, he isn't a straight-up bad guy; he can be likeable, just like his 1P counterpart.
Motivation: Eh... so-so. As much as my inner sadist enjoys writing violent, vulgar characters, that's all there is to him.
Inspiration: Not much. I've played out most of my ideas in regards to the character so the journals might not be that varied, unique or interesting. :/

C:
Info: This is America's Wonderland counterpart, based off the Cheshire Cat. There's a buttload of headcanon I've got going on for this character. He's cheerful, playful, mischievious and clever. He's always causing trouble but he's got a good heart.
Motivation: I can be as random as I want with this guy so I've got a decently high motivation for playing him. Not to mention he's just a fun character to write.
Inspiration: I've got the idea to morph him into the Cheshire Cat from American McGee's Alice. So I'll have loads of inspiration for the character and lots of fun ideas for journals and the like. Out of my old accounts this is among the ones I'm most inspired to roleplay with.

D:
Info: Wendigo!America; aka a cannibalistic monster. That's about all there is to the character, really, aside from his tragic past and inner longing to be human again.
Motivation: Not much, honestly. I loved the character when I first made him but by now I've lost the excitement I had for the character.
Inspiration: Again, not much. I've done most of the ideas I wanted to initially do with this character. I might be able to scrounge up something or other but the character itself doesn't allow for much variety.

E:
Info: 2P!Cardverse!America; oh Lord the headcanons. I mean almost no one's done this character so far as I can tell so I'm going off of scratch and elements from the AU's it contrasts. Also so far as I know his queen is the only other character in this AU so far with an account.
Motivation: Oh loads. I've barely scratched the surface with this character. I doubt I'll get bored of him any time soon.
Inspiration: Again, tons. I've got so many ideas for this character and his past. I'll probably be struggling just to write it all. XD

Account Ideas
F: Silent Hill!America
Info: I love the Silent Hill series (games, not crappy movies). I've read a few APH/SH crossovers but never really liked them. So I've always wanted to make my own version focusing on, obviously, America. I don't know if the roleplays would all be based in Silent Hill, but his personality and actions would be highly influenced to suit the series.
Motivation: Seeing as I love everything about this idea and it's fresh, I'm excited to write for it. I doubt I'd get bored of the character for a long, long time.
Inspiration: As stated above, I've got ideas galore for this character. There's so much unexplored territory and I could utilize America's past, whether I make him nation or human. Hell, just the fact that Silent Hill is supposedly IN AMERICA.... *squee* Possibilities!

G: Monster Hunter!Possessed!Cannibal!America
Info: That's a tongue twister of a description, huh? XD Well, this was originally two different ideas that I smushed together because they seemed to work fine that way. The basic idea is a human!America that is a monster hunter (because there's so many "monster!nation" accounts n here). However, a while back he killed a serial killer, cannibalistic monster that had magic, and its soul possessed him. Now it doesn't have control over him 24/7 but it does come out every now and then. So you're kinda getting two characters on one account.
Motivation: Oh, God, I have intense motivation for this guy. I've been wanting to make this account for ages but just never had the time.
Inspiration: The idea itself is just the enormous tip of the iceburg. There are so many directions I can take this. And you guys know how great I am at writing horror. ;D

H: Runner!America
Info: I put this account idea in my last poll but I think only one person voted for it. Admittedly, the game it's based on isn't immensely popular: Mirror's Edge. It's an epic game though and I love the story, not to mention the gameplay itself. Basically this guy runs around delivering messages the government should not be seeing. And by running I mean major, badass parkour. Dodging the cops and trying not to fall to his death. Hell, I might even make a partner account with a cop!Canada so it's even more like the game itself.
Motivation: I'm pretty motivated for this. I haven't played the game in a while but even without the game's story, the thought of a parkour loving America is fantastic. <3
Inspiration: I'd probably need to look into the story again and watch a few playthroughs, but I still have quite a few ideas for this. It's rather unexplored territory. Plus it would be different than any other character I've done so far.

I: Chef!America and Chef!France Ask
Info: This is something I've been considering for a while now. I'm a chef and know both American and French styles of cooking pretty well. Basically it would be a combination roleplay and ask account for both characters. I might even do fanart for the asks. It doesn't get much deeper than that, honestly. I thought it would be funny though since the two styles of culinary are so strikingly different from each other.
Motivation: I have a decent amount for this. I love cooking and would love to answer questions about it. I've always wanted to do an ask account too. Though if I include fanart replies might take longer than any of the other accounts.
Inspiration: Admittedly, aside from the asks and various cooking themes, I don't have many other ideas for these two. I mean they won't be especially deep or dark... I could eventually go down that road if I think about it long enough. So it's a steady stream of product with little variety, basically.

J: Panda Hero!fem!America (www.youtube.com/watch?v=56K-bF…)
Info: All of my accounts are men. Srsly. And I'm a girl. OTL So it'd be nice to have a change of pace and go with a female account. But not just any fem!America! Oh no, watch that video and you'll understand exactly who you'll be dealing with. X3 I love the idea of an opium-addicted, violent, begrudging fem!America.
Motivation: Slightly higher than average. I am interested in this idea but there are many others I'd like to do more.
Inspiration: It's pretty open territory with few guidelines I need to stick to. My muse could get really creative with this and I doubt I'd run out of material any time soon. Or variety.

That's it. Remember, you can vote for only two! If you've already voted on another account of mine, please don't vote again on this one. I've got a busy work week coming up so I'll probably tally up the results on my next days off and go from there. Hopefully you guys will give me a bit more feedback this time around!

Thank you!!

P.S. Note these are all America's in some way, shape or form. Part of me has been considering making a mix account to resolve this issue. I've always seen them as a bit confusing so I'm really on the fence about it but who knows, maybe I can be convinced otherwise.

The admin stands in a run-down pharmacy and looks fearfully to her left and right. Walkers are clawing at the door and reaching through the boarded up windows. Her muse stands before her, cowering and waiting for her to lead the way.

To her left, her Hetalia accounts are struggling against the rotting hands trying to pull them through one of the quickly weakening windows.

To her right, The Walking Dead fandom desperately reaches for more ammo as a walker holds it back.

In seconds, everything slows to a crawl, red blurs the edges of her vision and words seemingly appear before her...

YOU MUST CHOOSE: TWD OR HETALIA?

The admin continues looking from one fandom to the other, heart pounding, brain scrambling to decide.

She could not choose both. One would be lost in the time it took to save the other.

The admin draws a deep breath, stares longingly at her Hetalia accounts for a moment, then swings right and runs. She grabs the ammo and tosses it to The Walking Dead fandom, which quickly reloads its gun to blast the oncoming walkers. Both turn with the hope there is still time for the admin's Hetalia accounts, but...

"AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

The accounts give a collective scream as the hands drag them outside, the walkers immediately sinking their teeth into the living flesh.

The Walking Dead fandom can only shake its head and flee to the get-away interwebs, leaving the admin to take her muse's hand and follow after her new fandom...

...at least for now.

You chose The Walking Dead fandom.

((Hahahaha all you TWD fans will totes get this and maybe laugh? ;u; Here, have another one-))

The admin barely catches the wrist of her Hetalia accounts before they can fall to their deaths at the bottom of a clock tower. The bell tolls ceaselessly above their heads as she struggles to hold on, walkers rapidly gaining on them.

"Hold on guys, I've got you! I-I'm not letting go! Not yet!! N-not again, I... I can't!!" she cries.

"You don't have enough time for us both, admin! Work is too much!" they counter truthfully.

"C-come on! Quit fucking around! I... I-I'll find time!! I will!!"

"Let go, damn it! You barely get enough sleep as it is!"

"Admin."

The admin turns to look over her shoulder at their only escape route. The Walking Dead fandom stands there, raises a brow at her, then nods its head. The message is clear: drop them.

"N-no! I can't! I w-won't! I-"

"Admin, we all know." Her Hetalia accounts release their grip, the admin's sliding down to barely hang on. "Let us go."

[Pull them up]

[Let them go]

The admin shakes her head again, desperately holding on as the walkers close in on them. She has to make a decision or they both die. Horribly. She stares sadly down at her Hetalia accounts one second longer... then lets go. They scream as they plummet to the hard ground below, landing with a sick crack. The admin looks away but she can still hear as the slower walkers begin devouring them.

"I'm sorry...." The admin stumbles to her feet and races out the window to join The Walking Dead fandom outside.

YOU CHOSE TO LET THEM GO.

((Hahahahaha- that one was even more depressing wtf is wrong with me one of the moments that really got to me and everything. ;A; I'm sorry. I really am going on a hiatus and I thought writing these would cheer me up a little. The Walking Dead fandom is as enormous as I thought it would be and I had to choose between it and my accounts. And right now... I am way more drawn to this new fandom. I'm really sorry guys!

Hopefully, I won't be gone too long and the fun times can continue. ;u;b

NOTE: THIS APPLIES TO ALL OF MY ACCOUNTS INCLUDING ))

For those of you who know the video game series "The Walking Dead", you will get the title of this journal and probably laugh.

Until you read what the problem is.

Basically, I rented this game to check it out, not expecting much.

IT'S FANTASTIC.

ONE OF THE BEST GAMES I'VE EVER PLAYED.

SPAZZED AND ORDERED A COPY ONLINE.

PAID EXTRA FOR 1-DAY SHIPPING.

BEN IS ADORKABLE.

GOT A FIC IDEA THAT IS EATING MY BRAIN LIKE A GEEK (again if you played the series you'll get this).

AND YOU GUYS THIS ISN'T GOOD I'M BEING SUCKED ENTIRELY INTO THIS FANDOM.

If you still don't understand the problem, it's this:

When I get obsessed with something it's BAD. I will binge on it until all material has been exhausted. It's worse in a nigh endless game like The Walking Dead and worse still if I have a fic idea.

This could spell absolute doom for my accounts that are all already on their last legs. ;A;

Guys, I need help with this. I'm totally at a loss and don't know what to do. I'd hate for my accounts to die but- but- but IT'S SO TEMPTING, THIS FANDOM. *SOB*

((Okay so before I post up this journal I've been meaning to post for ages now I've got some OOC stuffs I've also been meaning to post for ages now. X'D *fails so hard*

First off, unfortunately, my new iPhone does NOT get signal in the basement of my workplace. Meaning no signal in the break room. So... no posts during my break like I'd hoped. D: FUCKING BASEMENT. Everyone else gets signal down there but me! *huffs*

Second, my inner Hetalia fangirl nearly died a few days ago. You see, most of the time I run the dessert station at work. So I have all my dessert stuffs set out for easy access when I'm plating buttloads of desserts. Including fresh berries; strawberries, blueberries, raspberries and blackberries. However, people at work are always hungry and like to pick and eat whatever is available. Including my damn berries. D<

Whether it's servers or other chefs, people constantly snatch some to eat. Especially when they think I'm not looking (I always catch them though, haha! lD). Carly, a Canadian server that recently moved here, especially loves them. I always tease her about it when I catch her. Well, a few days ago another server commented about it. Her comment basically went along these lines:

"She thinks she's invisible!"

Invisible. An invisible Canadian. *dies all over again* I FELT LIKE SUCH A DOOF FOR FINDING IT HILARIOUS WHEN NO ONE ELSE AT WORK GOT IT. OMG.

Third and finally, I have come to the realization that INNER CITY PEOPLE TALK REALLY WEIRD. Okay, so maybe a better word would be "differently". I was born and raised in the suburbs but work in the city. Most of the people I work with were born and raised in the city itself. When I go to work my speech pattern adapts to theirs so I fit in a bit better. But the divide shows quite clearly when they use terms I've never heard before in my entire life. (And especially so when I subsequently misuse these terms and make an absolute fool out of myself. OTL)

EXAMPLES:

Skrimps = Shrimp. Simple enough though... it'd probably be easier just to say "shrimp"....

Taco Meat = Chest Hair. I'm srs you guys. Chest hair. I am so lost you don't even know. XP

And here's the big one where I made myself look like an idiot. Apparently, "break it off" means to have sex with someone. When the phrase was introduced to me at work I jumped to the conclusion it meant "break up". So I proceeded to proclaim that I "broke it off" with two-thirds of my ex-boyfriends (one having broken up with me). Everyone promptly laughed and chef even retreated to his office. OTL

Yes. I basically proclaimed I had screwed two of my three ex-boyfriends. But not only that. I literally said I screwed them. As in topped. *headdesk* Why can't people just say what they mean? ;A;

Okay, enough of my real life shenanigans. Here's your roleplay journal!!

Key:
"This" is the ancients speaking.
This is for emphasis.
This is random people from his crime spree speaking.
This is the drug lord speaking.))

"From this point forward you will do everything I say."

He twitched. No, that was not right. Not again. Why was he following orders? He was a free adult. He could do as he pleased. England could not order him around anymore, nor Marguerite, nor that damned asylum. So then why...

"...yes, sir."

Why was he doing just that?

It was strange at first. It felt like a dream. Like he was not really committing such atrocious acts with his bare hands. Like he was not at the beck and call of the most feared drug lord in the city. It was all just a dream. Soon he would wake up in his bed and forget it even happened.

"OH MY GOD!!!"

"PLEASE!!!"

"STOP IN THE NAME OF THE LAW!!!"

"MONSTER!!!"

"DEMON!!!"

"...kill them."

And he did. He did everything the voice told him to do. Even they, the ancients, could not refuse. Oh they grumbled about it quite a bit, but his body was in the drug lord's control. They could do nothing to stop him.

"You realize this is not a dream. Do you not feel the pain of your victim's bullets penetrating your flesh? Do you not smell the stench of blood clinging to you like a stigma? Do you not hear the words of pure, raw, magical power spewing from your lips? Do you not taste the drugs on your tongue? Do you truly not see the truth before your eyes?"

They had shattered the dream. Forced him to accept the truth. To accept the fact he had been murdering and assaulting and robbing and mugging and torturing. Destroying. Oh God, the destruction. He had leveled buildings. Single-handedly eradicated an entire rival gang. Between his super strength, magic and immortality he was unstoppable.

And completely at the whim of his master's will.

He broke.

Alfred could not handle the fact he had become a homicidal monster again and retreated to the deepest corners of his mind. The ancients had gladly taken his place in the driver's seat. Unfortunately, they were still forced to do whatever the drug lord wished. It severely soured their achievement but at least they could basically use as much magic as they wanted.

With the magic use came a conditioned body. A conditioned host. Alfred's body no longer comes under an enormous amount of stress from tapping into the ancients' vast amounts of magic. It can control and tolerate it. Those eyes remain blue...

...and one cannot be sure who exactly is in control until it is too late.

Currently, Alfred had been sent to raid the base of another rival gang. It was a large warehouse on the waterfront that even the cops avoided. You had been hanging around the waterfront for whatever reason when you spotted smoke rising into the sky. You went to check it out, only to stumble upon a horrible scene. One that just might be burned into your memory forever.

The warehouse had been set ablaze; the stench of blood and burning flesh filled the air along with the acrid smoke. A man screamed as he leaped out of a second story window in what appeared to be a desperate attempt to escape the fire. Or perhaps he was really trying to escape the being that floated out of the window after him. Either way he hit the ground hard but appeared to still be alive. At least until said floating being promptly set him on fire with a wave of its hand.

His scream merely joined a chorus of others as the being proceeded to chase down any men fleeing from the burning building. Telepathically thrown into a wall. Sliced in half by sharpened air. Torn asunder with a mere finger snap. One man even had his head clean punched off by the fearsome blond, blood spurting up onto the aggressor's face as the headless body collapsed to the ground.

At last, there seemed to be no survivors, and that was when the figure noticed you. He floated over to you and though every fiber of your being screamed at you to run, you found yourself rooted to the spot in fear. The emotion was joined by confusion when the man was close enough for you to recognize him, even with all the blood and the cruel expression on his face.

"Alfred?!"

Alfred floated there a few feet in front of you, a light glow surrounding his body. However, his eyes were normal aside from their cold gaze. Blood was splashed over his clothes and skin but he hardly seemed to notice it; some of it was old, while most of it was quite fresh. His clothes were torn from previous fights and a few minor wounds littered what skin was visible. Though the weather was fair, he wore a long-sleeved shirt and scarf. There was also a sleek, black bluetooth tucked into his ear and his golden hair was mussed up in a way that only added to his crazed appearance.

"Ah, so it's you. Enjoy the show?" His voice was a cross between his own normal tone and that of the ancients. It was gruff and deep, starkly contrasting with his usual manner of speaking. His normal smile was nowhere to be found- only a scowl rested firmly in place.

So what do you do?

((Basically, Alfred was drugged by the same guy who drugged and . kinda sold him out for cash while also drugged. OTL So now Alfred's completely at the drug lord's mercy and has to do whatever he wants. It's really messed him up so the ancients have been forced to take full control. While they enjoy that, they're pissed about not being able to do whatever they want.

Note that the drug lord uses the bluetooth to convey orders to Alfred. He's powerful so he wants the blond kept on a tight leash and under high surveillance. The scarf and long-sleeved shirt are to hide all of the injection marks from the drugs forced on him. He requires a double dose each time since he's a nation and it tends to wear off faster for him so he has loads of the marks covering his skin.

NOTE ALL COMMENTS AND REPLIES MADE FROM HERE ON WILL HAVE ALFRED IN THIS STATE. THIS WILL LAST UNTIL NEXT WEEK WHEN THE ISSUE WILL BE RESOLVED.

Enjoy, kiddies~ Gosh, I hope I get more comments on this one.... My last detailed roleplay journal barely got anything. ;w; ))