Not So Winter-Break DnD.
ON MONROE: or, I ATTEMPT TO EXCUSE TERRIBLE ROLEPLAYING
I. THIS MONROE VS. MORE CANON MONROES
This Monroe who you are currently encountering is not the Monroe of the canon of whatever I decided to name his actual story. Nor is he even a mostly similar Monroe. He’s essentially here as joke, and also because I can’t stuff any of my actual characters in here who are a bit more recognizable: ie, Elian, Taine, etc. I had plans to create beautiful, original characters for this city. Sadly, I was slightly less prepared for this roleplaying adventure than I should have been, so I stuffed Monroe in here, and also because von Wolff is here, and they are bros forever (more in II. MONROE AND VON WOLFF). I also briefly wrote a book where Monroe and von Wolff went on fabulous adventures for Nano, before I abandoned it. In that, he was also a diviner.
Monroe of his actual story is much more emotionless, aloof, and jerky, but this Monroe has had a much more horrible life than the other Monroe. Also, I have been writing progressively more emotional Monroes, when I’d really like to get back to original Monroe, who could easily be diagnosed with Schizoid Personality Disorder , although it’s more meddling by his future parents to alter his personality/mental state before sending him back into the past as a child (there’s an annoying time travel plot). He is slightly more emotional than the average person with this personality disorder, but verrry slightly. But this Monroe, apparently, experiences ACTUAL FEELINGS. So OOC. Again, I am going to blame this on the fact that I have attempted to write those other AUs, and also that all Monroes become about 20% more emotional when paired with a von Wolff.
Speaking of von Wolff…
II. MONROE AND VON WOLFF
Monroe and von Wolff are not dating. They have never dated, nor have they ever been dating. I will, for the sake of honesty, reveal that von Wolff does have feelings for Monroe, and has previously confessed them to Monroe, but Monroe has rejected them due to his asexual and aromantic nature. They did go through an awkward patch, as Monroe was the first person that von Wolff ever felt same-sex attractions for, as he is a more opposite-sex attracted bisexual, and he felt weird about confessing it to his best friend, but eventually they got over it. Von Wolff is content with the current state of their friendship now. If only I hadn’t been so terrible at roleplaying I wouldn’t have to explain this right now.
If you had read the wiki after last section coughcoughallofyoucoughcough, you would have seen that I did not refer to von Wolff and Monroe as a couple. I said that they were the palest of pals, but Beatrice, the one who was there, would have recognized the homestuck reference, especially when I put the <> there. And in fact, MOIRALLEGIANCE (look it up) is perhaps the closest single word to describe the relationship that they have currently. Not only are they “platonic soul bros”, but Monroe watches out for von Wolff, makes sure his addictions, experiments, and other destructive behavior doesn’t get out of hand, and von Wolff attempts to make Monroe feel less horrible about himself and others, as well as stop him from completely retreating from society. Monroe is doing much better of a job than von Wolff to hold up his end of the bargain.
They do live together. It’s because Monroe is not very good at living on his own, because he’s never done it before. He is getting better at doing for himself, but he still prefers to live with von Wolff for the most part, not only because he somewhat depends on him but also because they don’t just share a bedroom- Monroe and von Wolff also have a lab, library, other rooms and such, and it’s easier/better for them to have them together.
III. WHAT HAPPENED THAT NIGHT, or: CRYING ON BEATRICE’S SHOULDER
There are several easy, non-romantic, only slightly terrible explanations for what happened that night. Here I will detail one for your beautiful convenience.
VON WOLFF: Hey, I hear the Czar’s having a party tonight? Are you going?
MONROE: You know I dislike parties. And I’m not very… good at them.
VON WOLFF: Come on, it’ll be fun.
MONROE: You always leave them halfway through.
VON WOLFF: I promise I won’t this time if you come.
MONROE: Really? Perhaps I’ll try again.
LATER THAT NIGHT
MONROE: P-Perhaps you could introduce me to some of your friends, von Wolff? Wait, where did you go?
Hey look. A solution for this conundrum, that excuses the whole HE BETRAYED ME line (which never even happened like that shhhh) and could really have happened.
This rant is over now. Come back soon for CAROLINE EXCUSES HER TERRIBLE ROLEPLAYING SKILLS 2: SEBASTIAN (this is a joke, I am not going to do this)