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What a Surprise

Bryon couldn’t help but chuckle. She was always doing whatever she wanted. In Angela’s mind, there were no laws.

When the worker wasn’t looking, Bryon shrugged and took a chip.

He wondered what it would be like at the moment if Mark was here. He knew that Angela absolutely hated him.

"So, how’s Curtis?" Bryon asked, sarcastically. He could hardly wait for her reply.

"Oh, shut up," she rolled her eyes jovially. He fully knew that the kid denied every single one of her advances, and yet he still asked. "You're an ass. Maybe that's the true reason why I left you and Curtis was just used as a pawn in my ruse." She raised an eyebrow, a small smirk gracing her features, and ate another chip.

#bryondouglas

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Mrs. Lovett huffed in exasperation. “Right then. What do you propose then, love?"

"Hmm," Angela scratched her head in thought, her eyebrows furrowing together. "Ya might hafta hitch a ride from some people to get to the east coast, which in itself would take a few days to do."

i-run-things

"Y’still live here?" He asked through a mouthful of cold burger. He’d settled into his seat on the sofa and shoved L.A.’s face away as she jumped up and tried to get a bite herself. He was a greedy eater, but he would probably spare her the last bite regardless. Damn dog. "I was gonna let the pup have your room." His words were just to piss her off though. L.A. barked at the commented and trotted in place on the sofa before she ducked her head to rest on her master’s lap. He eyed his sister a moment and he thought before his shoulder shrugged. "Not all at once, Ange. Jeez, like y’hadn’t been chewin’ my ear off the last few days; all a sudden you’re a motormouth - whoa." He snorted and went for another bite of his sandwich; his head shook.

"Yeah, I still live here. Just been stayin' out for a few days," she rolled her eyes. "Curly ain't been here in a long-ass time an' if he came back, you'd accept him with open arms." She looked at the little mongrel as she rested on his lap. Of all animals, Angela wouldn't have thought a tiny dog like that would have been Tim's number one choice of companion. She observed the tiny cretin before gulping down another mouthful of beer. When Tim spoke, Angela rolled her eyes. "There ain't much t'say, Timothy," she drawled with dripping sarcasm.

#irunthings

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She nodded. “Oh yes. Well- nevermind how I got ‘ere I just need to get back. Where’s the nearest port? I need to leave with the next ship."

"Port? Ship?" Angela slightly scratched her head. "You're in the middle of the country. There's no ocean 'round here an' definitely no ships."

What a Surprise

Suddenly the night wasn’t so dull. Ever since Bryon and Angela were no longer together, their conversations were never boring. It almost seemed as if there were times that people would stop what they were doing, and stare while the two talked. Almost as if they were entertained.

Bryon smirked, grabbing a magazine. He started to flip through the pages. “How long has it been, Angel?"

He wondered what she’d been up to. She was always going from one guy to the next. That he knew.

Since they broke off their relationship, things were quite entertaining between the exes. Dullness was never expected, seeing as their banter was always jovial. Except when his little friend was around. Then she never gave Bryon the courtesy of lighthearted chatter.

"It's been a while, Douglas," she said as she grabbed an enticing package of Doritos. She took the liberty of opening it up, much to the chagrin of a nearby worker who chastised her from a distance. She flipped her middle finger at the worker and ate a chip.

#bryondouglas

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"I’m supposed to be in London right now. Can’t imagine how I got ‘ere." she mumbled.

It was Angela's turn to quirk an eyebrow. "Well, that's a ways off," she muttered with a slight laugh.

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#out of condoms

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Domesticity Meme

If you can think of a ship, I will answer these questions for them

who cooks normally?:

how often do they fight?:

what do they do when they’re away from each other?:

nicknames for each other?:

who is more likely to pay for dinner?:

who steals the covers at night?:

what would they get each other for gifts?:

who remembers things?:

who cusses more?:

what would they do if the other one was hurt?:

who kissed who first?:

who made the first move?:

who started the relationship?:

What a Surprise

It was about 10:00 at night. Tonight seemed dull to Bryon. Maybe that was only because he wasn’t hanging out with Mark. Mark always added excitement to Bryon’s life. You never knew what ridiculous stunt he would pull next.

Bryon had just left the bowling alley. He tried playing a few rounds, but it wasn’t all that fun when you came alone.

So there he was, walking down the street, bored out of his mind. He saw the drug store up ahead. He decided he’d go there and see if anything interesting was going on.

Bryon arrived at the front of the store. He pushed open the door, and to his surprise, he saw a familiar face. Angela Shepard.

#bryondouglas #(( thank YOU for the follow :D ))

Ten o'clock PM. After a failed attempt of a date with some guy whose name she couldn't remember, Angela decided to just walk around for a while. She hadn't been in the proper mood to go home, and a little walk would help her sanity stabilize from the disaster that was the nights previous events.

Her feet lead her to a drugstore. She entered the doors of the small establishment and immediately glided over to a random section of the store. She perused the shelves, grabbing a few snacks from the shelves when she heard the door open. She used her peripheral vision to spy who it was. When she recognized the guy, she couldn't help but let a feline grin form on her features.

"Well Douglas," she drawled, her tone entertained, "fancy seein' you 'round here." This encounter would surely prove interesting.

participatingwriter

Send me a text from an "unknown caller" and I'll reply to it.

Anon or not. Please!

#let us do this shit!

"Topless Tuesday is here. And apparently it's also International-No-Bra Day. Well, aren't we hitting two birds with one stone today."

#open #indie rp #indie rp starter

M!A List (compiled from many other lists)

There are plenty of Magic Anon lists going around, but I decided to make my own anyway. None of these are mine, I just put them together. Fun, cool, and non-sexual M!As for everyone.

Hate: For 6 hours, your muse will do nothing but spout hateful comments to everyone. Whether they liked them originally or not.

Doctor Who: Muse has just come across a vacant blue box that’s bigger on the inside and look! There’s directions on how to work this “TARDIS.” They’ve decided to give it a try, but they have to take someone (anyone who replies to the open). The TARDIS stays in their possession for three days.

Trading Places: Mun and Muse(s) swap roles for (Anon decides)

A Change of Heart: Muse turns into an evil version of him/herself for (Anon decides) (If Muse is already evil, Muse turns nice.)

Not Yourself: Muse has the personality of a character of anon's choice.

Double Trouble: Muse has an exact copy of themself to deal with. Only the copy secretly wants to kill them.

Babysit: Muse has to take care of a child. Lasts a day.

That’s Not Punny: Muse feels inclined to make a pun about almost everything.

Dory: Muse has short term memory loss for (anon specifies time)

Sufferin' Succotash!: Muse develops a lisp.

Freeze!: Muse freezes up for a few seconds whenever a certain word is said. Anon may choose the word.

Happy Days: Muse is forced to keep a permanent smile.

Shut the Blinds: Muse becomes allergic to the sun.

Spirit Animal: Muse is turned into an animal (Anon decides what) for 12 hours.

Fear in Your Eyes: Muse is deathly afraid of _______ (Anon specifies fear). Lasts 12 hours.

Say You'll Haunt Me: Muse is a ghost, whom can only be seen if they want to be. Lasts 24 hours.

Pure: Sex? What’s that? Muse suddenly has the mentality of a three year old, and can’t understand anything ‘adult’. Anon decides the duration.

Silence: Muse cannot speak, lasts for a day

Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day

Aimless: Muse is drunk/disoriented/easily confused for - Anon decides

Aglet: The muse will spew little-known facts for ___.

Wings:You can fly! Muse sprouts wings for up to a maximum of two weeks. Anon gets to choose how big they are( chicken wings anyone?)

Secret: Muse cannot speak the truth for 24 hours, thinking they'll let slip an important secret! Hide the documents!

Memory: Dude where's my....who am I again? Muse loses their memory and can't remember anything at all. Anon decides the duration.

Bed: Muse now has narcolepsy and falls asleep at random for three days.

Paranoia: Muse becomes extremely paranoid about (Anon specifies what and for how long)

Hallucination: Muse sees things for (Anon decides)

I Crush Everything: Muse has super strength, but can’t control it and ends up breaking things for (anon decides).

Dare You to Move: Muse lies on the ground and has no desire to get up and do anything for 24 hours, or until somebody convinces them to get up.

This Means War: For the next _______, your muse is easily offended by anything someone says to them.

Switch: Muse has to switch bodies with (Anon decides, but muns have to agree) for (Anon decides how long)

Everybody Wants To Be A Cat: Your muse is a fancy feline for 4 hours.

#oh my god yes

florial

“If I was your lover”… Finish it in my ask.

beautifulglimmer

Watch me get none whatsoever

the-alchemist-ed-archive-blog

alternisdimension-a

I’m looking forward to not receiving any messages.

chaofruity

DO IT DO IT

meggadoodle

:’oc…

thestaleprince

Wow. Why am I not suprised? No asks ;n;

#LET'S GO MAN

rpsituations-blog

My Muse has just asked your muse to kill them, what does your muse do?

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Mrs. Lovett arched an eyebrow. Now how did she end up here? “Well that a bit further away than expected." she mumbled.

Angela looked at the woman inquisitively. "Where ya supposed t'be?" she questioned dryly.