This blog is now being deleted. If you’d still like to talk to my, you can find me on my new personal, ofbakingandfandoms.tumblr.com.

This blog is now being deleted. If you’d still like to talk to my, you can find me on my new personal, ofbakingandfandoms.tumblr.com.

It’s not an official Tumblr Rule yet, but I think it should be

If you see an askbox meme being reblogged by someone, it means they actually want you to send things to their ask. They aren’t just sending around to signal boost it, they want you to actually talk to them.

If you see an askbox meme tagged with #reblog karma, #reblog karma is in effect, or anything like those tags, PLEASE CONSIDER THAT BEFORE YOU REBLOG THAT MEME.

EDIT: Because Tumblr published before I was done.

In my experience, you won’t be bothering them. Roleplayers, in most cases, do like things to prompts them into headcanons, or AUs, to keep the creative juices flowing.

Chances are, if you’ve reblogged something from a player, you’re following them, and if you’re following them, you see them interact with people on a daily basis, in main plotlines and in AUs, and even if it’s a really small thing, guaranteed the player will be very excited that someone was paying attention enough to ask them about whatever it is.

IF YOU HAVE ANY MORE INPUT, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO ADD THINGS AS THIS GOES AROUND - if it does go around.

TD;LR: Common courtesy, if someone reblogs a meme, drop an ask or two to them.  You have an ask limit of 10 (I believe) each hour, and I guarantee you are not using all of them each hours.

REBLOG IF....

REBLOG IF YOU ARE

AND FEEL THAT ANYONE CAN LOVE ANYONE

THIS IS AN EMERGENCY ANNOUNCEMENT TO ALL THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN IN CONTACT WITH ASKPETITEPUPPETEER IN THE LAST TWENTY FOUR HOURS AS OF FRIDAY, APRIL 18, 2014

I recently got word that she’s gone missing. Her parents are worried and they have no way of contacting her. Please, those in the Yorktown, VA vicinity keep a look out for this girl. Her name is Celeste Rone, she’s eighteen years old and is about 4’9” tall. She was last heard of today, April 18th 2014 at 12:50 PM EST. If you know any information on the whereabouts of Celeste or have spotted her, please contact me right away via submit box or email me at neoncookies4281@gmail.com. Please spread this, she’s one of my closest friends and I just want her to be safe and happy at home. I don’t know where she is, but I hope that someone who knows where she is sees this and tells us right away. We’re so worried, Celeste, please come home.

Hey everyone. I know a lot of people don’t know me, but my name’s Amett. I live in Vancouver, British Columbia, and I live with my partner Curtis. There was some stuff that went on with our old landlord, and we’re in desperate need of…

Hey everyone. I know a lot of people don’t know me, but my name’s Amett. I live in Vancouver, British Columbia, and I live with my partner Curtis. There was some stuff that went on with our old landlord, and we’re in desperate need of...

PLEASE HELP

Hey everyone. I know a lot of people don’t know me, but my name’s Amett. I live in Vancouver, British Columbia, and I live with my partner Curtis. There was some stuff that went on with our old landlord, and we’re in desperate need of help. We went on vacation to Prince Edward this winter to go and visit my mum. She paid for his ticket all the way out there and back here. At the time, we were in a semi-stable living arrangement. We were promised that everything would be okay, that we didn’t need to worry about anything. The cats were being looked after by my sister, Chantee, and my older sister was also watching the fish, making sure that they were getting fed. Everyone was fine and dandy. We caught our flight, and were off. Well, that’s when things got sour. A few days after we had left (It was about December 22, if my mum’s phone’s correct on the date) that I got a call saying that we were getting evicted. Well, alright. But my older sister also informed me that our fish were dead. Some of these fish Curtis had for over 6 years. He had a bond with them, and so did I. Well, that night, we had everything sorted out. We had our place to go back to once again, everything had been cleared up… Well, once again, there was another phone call. This time on the 27th. Our bedroom door was left open (We had a room off of the garage) and the cats were in the garage. I had told John (our landlord) that the door was not to be opened at any time. On December 31st, Chantee was once again, like usual, back at the house. Door to the room was open, and the cats were missing. And by missing, I mean gone. Curtis and I were still going to be out in PEI for another five days, and that wasn’t a good thing. We got a note, stating that on January 4th of this year, (Which we had just gotten the note on March 25th) the SPCA went in. Well, what were they looking for? The animals weren’t there. Our cats, Miss Dakota and Mogoli, weren’t there. Here’s the e-mail I got back from the SPCA to ask about our cats, when I was finally able to get in touch with them: Well, months passed, and we were finally allowed to go and get our things— Which had been left out on the yard for people to rummage through. Everything that was worth value (model cars, books, tools, fabric ect) had been taken, and anything that was left was water damaged beyond repair. Curtis had lost so many heirlooms, it’s not even funny anymore. I had lost everything that meant something, and even though it wasn’t much, it still hurts. The reason we weren’t allowed to go over there? I wasn’t allowed on the property because John had filed a complaint about me. But I don’t care that all my things are missing. It’s left a huge hole for us, yes, since we were homeless, and we don’t have furniture or anything like that. What hurts the most is that our cats are still missing. And the worst part of that? We think that John either sold them or is keeping them from us. Here’s where I’m hoping people can help. I’ve been in constant contact with the Surrey Animal Resource Center ever since we got back from PEI. But they won’t go out and look for them. We don’t have money to print out flyers, as we’re both on Persons with Disability, and we can’t find work. We’re taking commissions for yarn tails— They range from 5-10 inches and can be hung on a keychain. The price will range, starting as low as $30+shipping. Half of the price (Not including the shipping) will go towards us hiring a tracker, printing flyers, and the transit to get us to and from where we need to be to post the flyers (We live about 2 hours away from the address where the cats had gone missing, and we’re going to need to take a few buses to get to the area). If you’re interested in a comission, then by all means, please, just contact this blog, or you can even get me at my roleplay blog purificationisprogress. I will also be setting up a PayPal for donations as well, and will update this blog as news develops. If ANYONE has seen our cats as well, PLEASE, PLEASE don’t hesitate to call me at +1-778-772-5382, email me at kittame1982@gmail.com, contact this blog, or Curtis at ck.knight90@gmail.com.

We just want our animals back in our lives. I don’t often beg, but please, please help us.

Guys, I’m signalboosting this. Even if you can’t donate or anything, please, please feel free to just signal boost it. It’s really important that we get the funding to do this, as nobody will help us!

PLEASE HELP

Hey everyone. I know a lot of people don’t know me, but my name’s Amett. I live in Vancouver, British Columbia, and I live with my partner Curtis.

He seems like a pretty cool guy, doesn’t he? And he’s a cutie, I know. But there was some stuff that went on with our old landlord, and we’re in desperate need of help. We went on vacation to Prince Edward this winter to go and visit my mum. She paid for his ticket all the way out there and back here. At the time, we were in a semi-stable living arrangement. We were promised that everything would be okay, that we didn’t need to worry about anything. The cats were being looked after by my sister, Chantee, and my older sister was also watching the fish, making sure that they were getting fed. Everyone was fine and dandy. We caught our flight, and were off. Well, that’s when things got sour. A few days after we had left (It was about December 22, if my mum’s phone’s correct on the date) that I got a call saying that we were getting evicted. Well, alright. But my older sister also informed me that our fish were dead. Some of these fish Curtis had for over 6 years. He had a bond with them, and so did I. Well, that night, we had everything sorted out. We had our place to go back to once again, everything had been cleared up… Well, once again, there was another phone call. This time on the 27th. Our bedroom door was left open (We had a room off of the garage) and the cats were in the garage. I had told John (our landlord) that the door was not to be opened at any time. On December 31st, Chantee was once again, like usual, back at the house. Door to the room was open, and the cats were missing. And by missing, I mean gone. Curtis and I were still going to be out in PEI for another five days, and that wasn’t a good thing. We got a note, stating that on January 4th of this year, (Which we had just gotten the note on March 25th) the SPCA went in. Well, what were they looking for? The animals weren’t there. Our cats, Miss Dakota and Mogoli, weren’t there. Here’s the e-mail I got back from the SPCA to ask about our cats, when I was finally able to get in touch with them: Well, months passed, and we were finally allowed to go and get our things— Which had been left out on the yard for people to rummage through. Everything that was worth value (model cars, books, tools, fabric ect) had been taken, and anything that was left was water damaged beyond repair. Curtis had lost so many heirlooms, it’s not even funny anymore. I had lost everything that meant something, and even though it wasn’t much, it still hurts. The reason we weren’t allowed to go over there? I wasn’t allowed on the property because John had filed a complaint about me. But I don’t care that all my things are missing. It’s left a huge hole for us, yes, since we were homeless, and we don’t have furniture or anything like that. What hurts the most is that our cats are still missing. And the worst part of that? We think that John either sold them or is keeping them from us. Here’s where I’m hoping people can help. I’ve been in constant contact with the Surrey Animal Resource Center ever since we got back from PEI. But they won’t go out and look for them. We don’t have money to print out flyers, as we’re both on Persons with Disability, and we can’t find work. We’re taking commissions for yarn tails— They range from 5-10 inches and can be hung on a keychain. The price will range, starting as low as $30+shipping. Half of the price (Not including the shipping) will go towards us hiring a tracker, printing flyers, and the transit to get us to and from where we need to be to post the flyers (We live about 2 hours away from the address where the cats had gone missing, and we’re going to need to take a few buses to get to the area). If you’re interested in a comission, then by all means, please, just contact this blog, or you can even get me at my roleplay blog purificationisprogress. I will also be setting up a PayPal for donations as well, and will update this blog as news develops. If ANYONE has seen our cats as well, PLEASE, PLEASE don’t hesitate to call me at +1-778-772-5382, email me at kittame1982@gmail.com, contact this blog, or Curtis at ck.knight90@gmail.com.

We just want our animals back in our lives. I don’t often beg, but please, please help us.

Guys, I'm signalboosting this. Even if you can't donate or anything, please, please feel free to just signal boost it. It's really important that we get the funding to do this, as nobody will help us!

Your character has got one free pass to ask my character anything, and they must answer truthfully, and afterwards my character will forget the conversation. How does your character use it?

"I want to go to japan and be a mangaka"

do u rly?

Please pass this on.  Please educate those foolish children and weeaboos who (are most likely spoiled) and have no idea what sort of a hellish life being a mangaka in Japan could be…

Reblog, go on your blog, and click the triangle.

this is AMAZING

EVERYONE DO IT aaaaaaaaa

 WHOAH.

GUYS, JUST DO IT.

"…This pleases me."

There’s a difference between

and

The fact that we all know what this means really says something about our social lives

you should all go to your blogs and hover over them

well shit

SPIDERMAN WOULD. SPIDERMAN WOULD

itS BACK

ALWAYS REBLOG.