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SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY THE MEEK GUY GOT ALL THE FAME. MAYBE IâM TO BLAME FOR HIS SHORT, BITTER, FUCKED UP LIFE.
im not not here i just am working wild hours babey
NO MORE NEGATIVE SELF TALK. I AM CRAZY AND THATS COOL AND SEXY OF ME
@rekant.
   â let me crash at your place. â itâs not a question, she would not be gripping bunnyâs right arm with both hands and a force that might leave nail marks if it was a question. marla needs to get out of dodge or she will die, get royally whacked, her own farewell plans thwarted by a bunch of hormonal monkey punks. some things you just canât let stand. â the shit iâm in is so deep iâm going to asphyxiate, and itâs not even my fault iâm in it. â
KODO-KAIâ.
@acidnitrateâ â LIKED.
   âWhat, do you have group hugs in the shower or something?â
  â sounds like you donât go in for that kind of thing. big shame. the constant threat of accidentally slipping and cracking your head open on the tile is a natural high like you wouldnât believe. â
42 character development questions!
PHYSICAL PRESENCE AND GESTURE. 1. How do they move and carry themselves? Pace, rhythm, gestures, energy? 2. How much physical space do they use, active and at rest? 3. How do they position themselves in a group? Do they like to be the center of attention, or do they hang back at the edges of a crowd? 4. What is their size and build? How does it influence how they use their body, if it does? 5. How do they dress? What styles, colors, accessories, and other possessions do they favor? Why? 6. What are they like in motionâin different environments, and in different activities? What causes the differences between these? 7. How do they physically engage with other people, inanimate objects, and their environment? What causes the differences between these? 8. Where and when do they seem most and least at ease? Why? How can you tell? 9. How do they manifest energy, exhaustion, tension, or other strong emotions? 10. What energizes and drains them most? 11. How are they vocally expressive? What kind of voice, accent, tones, inflections, volume, phrases and slang, and manner of speaking do they use? 12. How are they bodily expressive? How do they use nonverbal cues such as their posture, stance, eyes, eyebrows, mouths, and hands? DISPOSITION AND TEMPERAMENT. 13. How do they greet the world â what is their typical attitude towards life? How does it differ in different circumstances, or towards different subjects? Why do they take these attitudes, and why do they change? How do these tend to be expressed? 14. What do they care deeply about? What kind of loyalties, commitments, moral codes, life philosophies, passions, callings, or spirituality and faith do they have? How do these tend to be expressed? 15. What kind of inner life do they have â rich and imaginative? Calculating and practical? Full of doubts and fears? Does it find any sort of outlet in their lives? 16. Do they dream? What are those dreams like? 17. Are they more shaped by nature or nurture â who they are, or what has happened to them? How have these shaped who theyâve become as a person? 18. What kind of person could they become in the future? What are some developmental paths that they could take, (best, worst, most likely?) what would cause them to come to pass, and what consequences might they have? What paths would you especially like to see, and why? CONNECTIONS WITH OTHERS. 19. How do they behave within a group? What role(s) do they take? Does this differ if they know and trust the group, versus finding themselves in a group of strangers? Why? 20. What kind of individual relationships do they have with others, and how do they behave in them? How are they different between intimate relationships like friends, family, and lovers versus more impersonal relationships? 21. What kind of relationships do they tend to intentionally seek out versus actually cultivate? What kind of social contact do they prefer, and why? 22. How do people respond to them, and why might these responses differ? 23. How do they respond to difficult social moments? What makes them consider a social situation difficult? 24. How do they present themselves socially? What distinguishes their âpersonaâ from their âtrue selfâ, and what causes that difference? 25. What do they need and want out of relationships, and how do they go about getting it? 26. How do they view and feel about relationships, and how might this manifest in how they handle them, if it does? ACTIVITIES AND PREFERENCES. 27. What do they strongly like and dislike, in any category? Why? 28. What are they likely to do if they have the opportunity, resources, and time to accomplish it? Why? 29. What kind of activities, interests, and hobbies do they have? What significance and impact do these have in their lives, both positive and negative? 30. What is their preferred level of activity and stimulation? How do they cope if they get either too little or too much? 31. Is there anything that counts as a âdealbreakerâ for them, positively or negatively? What makes things go smoothly, and what spoils an activity or ruins their day? Why? 32. Do they have any âpropsâ that are a significant part of their life, identity, activities, or self-presentation somehow? What are they, how are they used, and why are they so significant? How would these propsâ absence impact them, how would they compensate, and why? THINKING AND LEARNING. 33. How do they learn about the worldâwhat is their preferred learning style? Hands-on learning with trial and error? Research, reading, and note-taking? Observation or rote memorization? Inductive or deductive reasoning? Seeking patterns and organization? Taking things apart and putting them back together? Creative processing via discussing, writing about, or dramatizing things? 34. How do they understand the worldâwhat kind of worldview and thought processes do they have? Why? 35. How and why do they internalize knowledge? What effect has that had on them? 36. How much do they rely on their minds and intellect, versus other approaches like relying on instinct, intuition, faith and spirituality, or emotions? What is their opinion on this? 37. Have they had any special education or training that colors their means of learning about or understanding the world? Conversely, do they lack some kind of education considered essential in their world? What kind of impact has this addition or lack had on them? 38. Is there anything they wish they could change about their worldview or thought processes? What, and why? 39. What sort of questions or thoughts recur in their lives, either specifically or as a theme? Why are these never answered, or answered permanently to their satisfaction? 40. What do they wonder about? What sparks their curiosity and imagination, and why? How is this expressed, if it is? FREE FOR ALL. 41. What associations do they bring to mind? Words or phrases, images, metaphors or motifs? Why? 42. I have a question of my own!
@glyceren.
marla cleans up to come visit. she doesnât swipe on eyeshadow with her thumbs before leaving the house, she doesnât do her hair up into horns. itâs not out of deference to him and what he thinks and what he likes, itâs a precaution. the first time she marched in, floor length snakeskin print trench coat dripping onto the linoleum, the orderlies spared no evil eye. theyâre just underpaid enough that lurching at guests in the off chance they might secure a fat finderâs fee for admittance is a real possibility. eccentricity is a thin but viable cause. god forbid they find the time to actually administer her a neuropsychological evaluation. even now, in slacks thatâve only been worn once to a job interview, she swears someone in scrubs was just frothing at the mouth. their wages have probably dropped below minimum. budget cuts or some shit.Â
    â i brought you a brand new pack of cigarettes but they found it in my waistband and threw the whole thing in the trash. â she moves her hands from the table to her lap and back again. itâs still hard to know what to do with him, the only easy approach is to stop thinking. â you look bad. better than before, but still bad. â
beep beep howâs my portrayal ?
âMarlaâs philosophy of life is that she might die at any moment. The tragedy, she said, was that she didnât.â
TOKUSHISâ.
        THEY PAY NO MIND, not usually, to the milieu of cryers that scatter down freeside; the siren call that bleeds into the cacophony of the strip. the river of noise usually settles into the background in static overlay; disappears along with the semblance of everyday settling around the crumbled debris of a town.
        but her voice, particularly, catches their attention, and the out of focus static of their typical surroundings resurface with a certain clarity to the forefront of her attention. and itâs dizzying, almost, like the relief of the sun at high noon after finally finding your way out of a vault full of ferals & amber-locked pockets of days gone by. itâs overstimulating, really.  her eyes, they find, are particularly captivating. their brows knit together. they finally register what sheâs saying. they almost have to laugh.
        â all outta luck, iâm afraid.  â   a cigarette punctuates the upward tug out of the corner of their lips. they offer a second to her. a wink is as much an offered gesture as it is to bat away the smoke from their eyes.   â what do you do when you wanna get lucky?  â
@acidnitrate   /   wanna get wucky!?
  marlaâs not supposed to smoke on the job. itâs a turn off, supposedly, even though sheâs done it a million times and thereâs never been any shortage of customers with money to lose. itâs mostly a credit to how well she can still annunciate with a cigarette sandwiched between her teeth, but i guess you could say the atomic wrangler being the only worthwhile joint in freeside has something to do with it too. you could, but you shouldnât.Â
she takes the one on offer with a sleepy grin, happy to have a brand new stranger to size up. a lot of people donât stop, and most of those that do, she doesnât care for. they look theyâve got purpose for a change, direction, and marla likes that. that gives her something to be nosy about. prying into personal lives is her favorite kind of escapism.Â
   â i donât shit where i eat if thatâs what your asking. â she takes a purposeful step closer and leans in for a light. â i think luckâs a made up concept anyway, except the bad kind. everyoneâs got the bad kind. â
no more self building or theorizing for the day, third eyes taped shut
THE MASTERÂ (2012) SENTENCE MEME modify as necessary! cw: alcohol, death mention.
âI want you to tell me the first thing that comes to your mind.â
âThereâs no right or wrong answers.â
âWhatâs this about a crying episode?â
âIt wasnât a vision, it was a dream.â
âTell me about the dream.â
âYou have such pretty eyes, I want the light to catch it.â
âJust look at me and smile.â
âYou need to shut up.â
âYou need to back off.â
âPlease take your hands off me.â
âYou were acting aggressive because you drank too much alcohol.â
âWhy all the skulking and sneaking?â
âYou shouldnât work in your condition.â
âYouâve wandered from the proper path, havenât you?â
âI donât have any problems.â
âYou seem so familiar to me.â
âIâm sorry if I got out of hand last night.â
âIâll make something special for you.â
âLeave your worries for a while. Theyâll still be there when you get back. And your memories arenât invited.â
âWe fought against the day and we won.â
âYou are not ruled by your emotions.â
âAre you thoughtless in your remarks?â
âDo you linger at bus stations for pleasure?â
âDo your past failures bother you?â
âIs your life a struggle?â
âDo you like to be told what to do?â
âAre you often consumed by envy?â
âAre you concerned with the impression you make?â
âAre you usually truthful to others?â
âDo you often think about how inconsequential you are?â
âDo you believe that God will save you from your own ridiculousness?â
âHave you killed anyone?â
âWhat are you running from?â
âAre you trying to poison me?â
âI was drunk and she looked good.â
âI told her Iâd come back, and I never went back.â
âI thought about you while I was away.â
âHow come you didnât write me back?â
âI donât think you should go. No, youâre not going to go. I came all this way to see you, and I want you to stay here.â
âI got a job that takes me away.â
âDonât ask me so many questions. I donât know anyway.â
âYou are the bravest boy Iâve ever met.â
âI can see the resemblance.â
âOpen your eyes, come back to me.â
âGood science, by definition, allows for more than one opinion, does it not?â
âYou travel down the river around the bend, look back, and you canât see around the bend, can you? But that doesnât mean itâs not there.â
âThereâs nothing I can do for you if your mind has been made up.â
âIf you already know the answers to your questions then why ask?â
âWe are not helpless, and we are on a journey that risks the dark.â
âThe only way to defend ourselves is to attack.â
âCity is just noise.â
âI know this city. I know its rotten secrets, its filthy lies.â
âThey invited us here and welcomed us only to throw us down and kick us out.â
âMy little soldier, what did you do?â
âYou need to tell me so that I know.â
âYou are a mischief.â
âWhen weâre in love, we experience pleasure, and extreme pain.â
âYou can do whatever you want as long as I donât find out.â
âYou canât stay with us any more.â
âTell me that you will quit boozing.â
âHeâs making all this up as he goes along. You donât see that?â
âI can sleep and wake up and not have missed one thing.â
âYou should say something. Do something. Say, âfuck you.ââ
âIs it illegal in this city to get better?â
âWhat honour? What honour do you have?â
âYouâre making this shit up. You donât know what youâre talking about.â
âFuck you, you lazy ass piece of shit!â
âWho fucking likes you except for me? Nobody!â
âIâm the only one who likes you. The only one.â
âYouâre a fucking drunk and Iâm done with you.â
âThank you for your honesty.â
âI donât want to hear any of this.â
âItâs a hard, slow process.â
âYouâre sick, and youâre tired, and you need to be alone, away from people.â
âHow many people did you kill?â
âTake command of your life.â
âI think Iâve been halfway around the world since I last saw you.â
âWeâre tied together.â
âYou look sick. You donât look healthy.â
âYou canât take this life straight, can you?â
âIf you figure a way to live without serving a master, any master, then let the rest of us know, will you? Because youâd be the first person in the history of the world.â
âIf you leave here, I donât ever want to see you again.â
âIf we meet again in the next life, you will be my sworn enemy, and I will show you no mercy.â
CHARACTER SHEET.
BASICS.
full name. marla singer pronunciation. marla singer nicknames. marla singer height.  5âČ2âł age.  31 zodiac. listen i dont know but a water sign probably a scorpio spoken languages.  english
PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.
hair colour.  dark brown eye colour.  amber skin tone. warm brown body type.  petite, looks like sheâd fall over after a light breeze but she doesnât because fuck you accent.  the vague midwestern one that uk actors playing americans default to dominant hand.  right posture. pretty okay considering sheâs always trying to look taller and that means standing up straight scars.  none really, just bruises on her legs from tripping up steps at 3am and things of that nature tattoos.  none....that i know of most noticeable features. big big eyes, cigarette aways in hand, purple eyeshadow on the regular, never gonna look thrilled to see you
CHILDHOOD.
place of birth.  a public bus hometown.  city......place......usa birth weight / height.  literally what the fuck manner of birth. on a public bus first words.  âassholeâ siblings.  none that she cares about at least parents.  sure has got them parental involvement.  her mom sends her bags of her own fatÂ
ADULT LIFE
occupation.  former funeral parlor assistant, unemployed current residence. a shitty hotel that i know the name of i swear to god i did but i dont right now shut up close friends.  tyler :^/ relationship status.  :^/ financial status.  broke broke broke driverâs license. she drives without a license criminal record.  has gotten pulled over for driving without a license vices.  stupid men, good sex that makes you forgive stupid men, cigarettes, self-destruction as a concept
SEX & ROMANCE.
sexual orientation.  bisexual romantic orientation.  biromantic preferred emotional role.  submissive  |  dominant  | switch  |  unsure preferred sexual role.  submissive  |  dominant  |  switch  |  sex repulsed libido.  it sure is there! turn onâs.  being stupid turn offâs.  being smart and bad at sex love language.  being kept awake all night :^/ being listened to relationship tendencies.  being too nice ugh god marla get a girlfriend
MISCELLANEOUS.
characterâs theme song. gold guns girls by metric i literally just posted this the other day but listen to it and think about how right i am or ill kill you hobbies to pass the time. pioneering the concept of depop mental illnesses.  lots baby, but theyâre undiagnosed physical illnesses.  she just needs to eat more left or right brained.  right fears.  dying alone, knowing how sheâs going to die self confidence level.  depends on the day vulnerabilities. too nice :^/
tagging: uhhhhhh @tokushis @keyhop (for anyone) @rekant tagged by: @glyceren who is like half at fault for this blog existing really
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GLYCERENâ.
@acidnitrate
Marla has been spending so much time in mine and Tylerâs house that I walk past her thinking sheâs a piece of furniture. A sad, torn-cushion barstool with a twisted stem. A bread box growing mold in its belly. A moth-eaten old armchair that creaks and yawns when you sit in it.Â
I back up and stop to watch her because she hasnât noticed Iâm here yet, or maybe she has and sheâs just ignoring me. Marla eats spite for breakfast. Maybe during the night she made up some imagined grievance with me, and now sheâs down here, acting it out, one big pantomime.
I say, What are you still doing here?
I know sheâs waiting for Tyler. But Tyler is out picking up business cards or the paper wrappers he puts around his bars of soap, like pink wads of cash in a briefcase, like heâs about to trade them off for a damsel in distress.
If any of us is a damsel in distress, itâs me.
The difference between me and Marla is that weâre both in distress, but my distress is like a pair of old jeans worn out through bent knees and scuffs against sidewalks and brick walls, and hers is the kind that they rub on with industrial grade sandpaper before the jeans ever get to be folded on shelves in a Leviâs or whatever. Her distress is artificial. I am Jackâs Cluster Headache.
marlaâs sat on the middle of the table, knees pulled up to her chin, painting her toenails. the colorâs dribbled onto the wood in a few places, she likely wonât remember to clean it.Â
   â are we completely past the point of saying hello? â
she doesnât overstay her time upstairs out of love for suffering, there are better ways to punish yourself on your own terms, her reasons are more suited to be filed under self-interest. heâs a pitiful man, sometimes a wretched one, and marlaâs trying to prove that she can still care about something. anything. doesnât hurt that youâd find their faces on either side of the same coin.Â
saint marla singer of extreme patience, thatâs what theyâll call her when she finally skips off into the big black abyss.  even in her own hour of suffering and despair and various undiagnosed chemical imbalances, she valiantly stood by a charity case. showed him a fun time.Â
that said, the scorn still hurts. like a bitch. like sheâs the bitch, saved from a lethal injection shelter on the pretense of being treated as a whole, spayed anyway. valley of the dogs style. would a kind word really kill him? he deserves to be blown away if thatâs the case, sheâd pull the trigger. how hard is it to say: âyour hair looks nice today, marlaâ âi had a really fun time last night, marlaâ âiâm so lucky you havenât completely abandoned me, i canât understand how you put up with it all. youâre a genuinely good person and iâm jealous, marla.âÂ
    â if you want me to leave, you should just start saying so. i'm so sick to death of passive aggressive bullshit. iâll give you the lock off my own door, you can even throw away the key. â