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CONNECTED ACCOUNTS:
spiritrun / aspen douglas / original character dueller / julie d’aubigny / historical ; hamilton-based rebellionborn / frances laurens / hamilton paintmade / maria cosway / historical ; hamilton
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ASPEN HAS MOVED TO @SPIRITRUN!
SENTENCE STARTERS: GHOSTBUSTERS (2016)
“I know God makes no mistake. But he must have been drunk when he made Gertrude’s personality.” “Well, books can’t fly and neither can babies.” “Is it even more funny if I tell you it came from the front?” “How are you eating right now?” “Try saying no to these salty parabolas.” “Ain’t no bitches going to hunt no ghosts.” “Oh my gosh, did you hear that thing? It might be a ghost…no it is a bird.” “You want to use the bathroom? There is a perfectly good bathroom upstairs at Starbucks.” “It is not about the end result, it is about the journey.” “I thought the floating hot dog implied a ghost was holding it.” “An aquarium is a submarine for fish.” “I don’t have a cat. I have a dog named Mike Hat.” “Whatever they are no one should have to encounter that type of evil. Except your girls.” “I am joining the club.” “I can borrow a car from my uncle.” “Stonebrook theater. There is a goat on the loose.” “This music is so terrible it is making him angry. Play something gentle!” “Charge the lights. Create the vortex. Break the variables.” “Why are you pretending to catch ghosts?” “That man went through the wrong door.” “If it is a crime to look good, guilty as charged!” “If the cat is out of the bag, you can’t put it back in.” “Please don’t be like the mayor in Jaws.” “I don’t drive to Chinatown.” “I don’t drive wackos.” “I ain’t ‘fraid of no ghosts!” “Who is the flying beef cake?” “I feel like the slime is after me personally.” “Forgot about my new toys.” “I guess he’s going to Queens - he’s going to be the third scariest thing on that train.” “Why am I operating the untested nuclear laser?” “It’s 2040. Our president is a plant!” “You guys, this is exactly how I pictured my death!” “Sorry. I can’t buy you another one.” “That’s where I saw that weird sparking thing.” “Do you have any idea how many federal regulations you are breaking on a daily basis?” “Okay, room full of nightmares.” “Whoa, nobody called for a Clark Kent strippergram!” “I’ve heard terrible things about you.” “Ma'am, can you tell us where you got the world’s tiniest bowtie?” “It’s really easy sit there and be the naysayer when you don’t actually do anything.” “Safety lights are for dudes.” “Okay, but we’re talking about relocating. No one’s being killed here. Right?” “I’m just gonna go ahead and take off. How about that?” “Come out, come out, wherever you are…” “Booyah! Emphasis on the boo.” “Is it the boobs you don’t like? Because I can make them… bigger.” “Okay, I don’t know if it was a race thing or a lady thing, but I’m mad as hell.” “Charge the lines, create the vortex, break the barriers.” “I’m not good in a fight.” “It’s on books on tape, too. Only, I know how to read.” “Well, that thing is having the time of its life.” “The hat is too much, right? Is it the wig or the hat?” “I will kick the unliving crap out of you, and you, and ESPECIALLY you!” “That stuff went everywhere, by the way. In every crack.” “Oh my god, you killed a pilgrim!” “I would have used aluminum but I’m crazy.” “I’m smelling both electrical discharge and isotopic decay.” “It smells like burnt baloney and regrets down here.” “We just gave a ghost a nuke, we should probably run.” “I’m just looking for a reasonable ratio of wontons to soup, this is madness!” “I’m sorry you’re having a soup crisis.” “It’s always the sad, pale ones.” “We like him, despite his many, many frustrating quirks!”
@rrvltn. // STARTER CALL!
❝ hey — uh, hey! could i get a ride with you, maybe? just till the next town over? ❞ when she was a kid, aspen was told she could do the whole ‘puppy dog eyes’ schtick and get anything — she’s praying that’s still true, because she’s 1. been walking all day, 2. doesn’t exactly have any clue where she is, 3. still not great at the whole hitchhiking thing. maybe she should’ve bought a map at the last rest stop. a little late now.
@bcdlucks. // STARTER CALL!
❝ hey, hey, can you settle a debate for me? ❞ said debate is currently taking place over text between aspen and her roommate — she waves the phone around a little to signify that, though it’s kinda a useless gesture. ❝ what’d be worse to have in your apartment — a ghost or rats? ❞
@parapsyched. // STARTER CALL!
❝ hey, you’re the, uh, ghostbuster type thing — EXTERMINATOR, that’s the word i was looking for, basically a ghostbuster though, right? yeah. ❞ pen’s getting off topic already and it’s only been about five seconds, save her. ❝ d’you need like, a ghostbuster in training apprentice type deal, or anything? ‘cuz if you do — ❞ and she hands over her resume, with such qualifications as ‘cleans up at the aquarium once a week’ and ‘worked in a diner for two months once’ and ‘really needs a job’ and ‘sees ghosts’. that last one is probably the most important.
@respiranina. // STARTER CALL!
aspen’s only been in the city a week, all the way across the country from her home — 3,000+ miles, she’d seen enough maps on the way to know the numbers of it all. and she’s also got about fifteen bucks to her name. the guy she’s staying with told her to ask the locals, see what the best cheap places are, but hell, she’s a teensy bit nervous. approaches the first friendly-looking person she sees ( and the first person she thinks she could probably beat in a fight if necessary — sorry, nina, aspen’s just cautious ) to ask. ❝ hey, uh — hi. new around here. can i ask you some stuff, maybe? ❞
five word prompts
an-exotic-writer:
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
“just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
“really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
“zero fucks given. next please.”
CONCEPT: aspen + ghostbusters team-up
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concept: me, actually being active on aspen again
brckenscened:
suddenly, mel is almost embarrassed. she never did like playing the fame card, nor meeting people who could judge the band. she knew that new broken scene weren’t for everyone - she just wished they were. ❛ uh, i guess. uh, i’m mel. thanks for helping with my lobster-hand-snake-tongue problem. ❜
she laughs, half in an attempt to dispel some of the sudden awkwardness — aspen’s not sure if she’s just imagining it or not, but the air feels a little heavier than it did a second ago, and she didn’t mean to make it sound like she didn’t like mel’s music or anything. ❝ yeah man, always here to help. hit me up if you’ve got any future lobster-snake-hand-etcetera problems, okay? ❞
koscchei:
there is almost literally nothing she could have said that would have riled him up more. can you hear that? it’s his blood starting to simmer. ❝ oh as if your excuse for “science” is any more than barely substantiated GUESSWORK. ❞
❝ dude, y’wanna call everything humanity has done with science guesswork? life-saving modern medicine, putting a man on the fuckin’ moon, it’s all just guesswork, huh? ❞ shit, man, now she’s mad too.
@aaspen.
she’s been waiting for the bus out of town for a half hour now, praying that the back roads to her home in the middle of nowhere won’t be too rocky today. there’s another girl with her, one she hasn’t seen around ( which is strange, daisy knows EVERYONE ) it’s clear they’ll be there for a bit, and with a small voice, she speaks. ❝ the bus is usually late on, uhm, wednesdays. he’s got a boatload of people to pick up across town. s’no biggie though. ❞
honestly, aspen’s not really sure how she got to wherever the fuck she is —— that’s what you get when you go hitchhiking with no maps and hardly a set destination, though, so it’d be hypocritical for her to complain. her foot is tapping impatiently ; she realizes too late it might be annoying, and stops, but not before the other girl speaks. ❝ oh! uh, thanks, thank you — sorry, i’m. not from around here. i mean, obviously, but. uh. thanks, for the info. ❞ she aims a small smile over at the other girl, hoping that makes up for some of the awkwardness. aspen’s usually a fairly good speaker, but not when she’s not expecting to have to talk, and bus stops are usually a pretty quiet zone. ❝ it’s cool, i’m not in any hurry, really. ❞
░█ aaspen┊liked for maisie.
don’t mind her, casually playing away at the piano. whenever she found one, she couldn’t help but tap out a song. just so happens that she’s playing her own song this time, completely unaware of her surroundings as she so often was when music took over.
aspen doesn’t have a single musically gifted bone in her entire body. like, she’d tried to take piano lessons for a week back in fourth grade, and it had gone so badly she’d been excused from fifth grade band class. so when she walks in and sees a girl playing the piano, and playing it really well, she’s content to stand off to the side and watch, just listen to the music. once the song dies down, she pipes up —— ❝ ay, that was really good. what song was it? ❞
HEATHER LEANS back, toes gently tapping the floor as she experiments with her newfound defiance of gravity. ( she’s got a lot of free time nowadays ) no way phased by the other girl’s panic, the spirit lets out a breathy sigh, pursing her lips.
❝ well SOMEONE woke up on the wrong side of the bed !! you people fortunate enough to still find a pulse have so little respect for the dead. ❞
deep breaths, aspen, c’mon. her new year’s resolution was to avoid showing weakness in front of creepy-ass ghosts, and since she’s already failed at that, she can at least try damn hard not to start crying in front of one.
❝ i’d have a shit ton more respect for the dead if you dead folks would quit fuckin’ haunting me. i’d put flowers by your tombstone and everything! so much respect. but nooo, you guys all think it’s hilarious to scare me every two seconds! what’d i do to deserve this? ❞
[ text ] WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT SOUNDS HELLA COOL WTF [ text ] pucker up asspen
[ text ] STOP [ text ] I LEFT MY APARTMENT I CANT DEAL W THIS GHOST SHIT 2DAY [ text ] i s2g if the ghost follows me expecting kisses i will [ text ] idk what ill do i dont think i could fight a ghost [ text ] i dont think i could fight anything but thats besides the point
to: pen 🌸. she has tissues and i brought her ?? some water ?? to: pen 🌸. once she was crying and sonya brought her water i think i’m doing this right to: pen 🌸. i’m gonna be honest with you this relationship is 50% me thinking ‘ok what would sonya do in this situation’ to: pen 🌸. but w/ kissing and stuff added in
[ ⟹ hella ] k mayb dont base 50% of yr actions off yr gf’s cousin thats weird [ ⟹ hella ] but ya tissues nd water seem like good ideas [ ⟹ hella ] chocolate maybe???? get her chocolate sad girls like chocolate [ ⟹ hella ] get me chocolate too js
