rich kid, asshole, paint me as a villain

ASHER RONAN BLACKBURN --- don't be mad 'cause i'm doing me better than you're doing you.

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TASK 001: A WOODSBORO CHILDHOOD

at the age of seven, asher blackburn was carefree. he had his siblings and his parents, he had friends, he was the tallest boy in the second grade, and he could destroy everybody in dodgeball ( some of the smaller boys hid in fear when he got the ball, and he laughed ). he lived the basic life that any seven year old would, and he loved every moment of it.

but then one night he couldn’t sleep and he was hiding at the top of the stairs while his parents watched the news. there was a story that he knew he shouldn’t have seen. when the news anchor reported that the material that followed may not be suitable for young children, he should have fled. but he had always been a bit defiant, and generally did the opposite of what he was supposed to. so he stayed, and he listened, and he heard all about the woman who was killed -- until his mother turned the television off and started crying.

that was when asher ran back to his bedroom before he got caught.

like anyone else would have been at his age, asher was scared. someone had been died, and the information had been so scary that even his parents ( the bravest people in the world ) hadn’t been able to handle it.

when asher went to school the next day, some of the grown ups looked different, but asher couldn’t bring himself to ask about it. his dad wouldn’t have been happy if he got in trouble for talking about something he wasn’t even supposed to know about.

so he bottled it up, buried it down. someone had died and he had to pretend he had no idea how it happened ( even though he heard the same news all the grown ups did ). he didn’t want to make his dad mad, so he pretended there was nothing wrong. he pretended he didn’t try to stay up all night to avoid the nightmares.

he pretended that he didn’t imagine his mom and sisters getting stabbed every time he went to sleep. and when he woke up every morning, he bottled all the nightmares down and pretended he was okay.

he wasn’t.

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littlemanning:

     amanda shook her head softly, a sigh escaping glossy lips. “i am not really a saint, you know. and i wasn’t sent to do god’s work. i curse sometimes. in my head. and i judged nola the other day for being mean about a pregnant co-worker. also in my head. either way – i am not a saint”, she defended herself. amanda had never really cared about how other people saw her. but, for reasons she did not quite understand, asher seeing her as the pristine saint she was painted as bothered her – a lot. the girl paid attention to what he was saying, nodding twice before tilting her head to the side. “well, i can’t promise the treatment is going to work. it is very experimental and i would feel bad if people had certainty they were saving josh when it’s all just a chance. but i see what you mean. buying this raffle allows people to take control of destiny, even if for a stranger. it makes them less scared. makes sense”, amanda pondered. when he groaned, the redhead couldn’t help but scrunch her nose. “i am sorry, i know i am a lost cause. but you don’t have to help, asher. only if you’re sure. i don’t want to bother you. if you do help me, i promise to– i don’t know, i will do your laundry for a month.”

"cursing and judging are nothing in the grand scheme or whatever.” asher pointed out with a shrug, “besides, nothing wrong with being a saint. the world needs more people like you. maybe less people would be stabbed to death.” the logic made sense in his head, not that he cared what was going on with the murders ( at least, that was what he kept telling himself ). asher raised an eyebrow as she started contradicting him, and he let her ramble on for a moment before shaking his head, “amanda,” he sounded almost exasperated, but there was still a glimmer of lightheartedness in his tone. “you don’t have to promise anything. all you say is that you’re trying, and that’s honestly the best you can do.” he wasn’t generally one for pep talks, but amanda wasn’t just anybody. “you’re offering to do my laundry?” he raised an eyebrow, “man, you must really want my help.”

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mbarton:

matthew shrugged and a gave nod.’’——noted for future reference.’’ he had stop himself from pulling his notebook out and writing that down.’’fair enough, even though i just like watching any animal videos myself.’’

"oh there’s no need for... future reference.” asher responded almost immediately, “i mean, you think i’m an apathetic and ignorant asshole. there’s really no reason for us to bond over animal videos.”

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trvthsought:

      ‘ SERIOUSLY, asher ? ‘ vanessa couldn’t be like some other people she knew, couldn’t just brush this off or joke. because the first round of killings hit so close to home, it was hard for her to not freak out when it looked like things were picking up again. ‘ if you wanted interesting, you should’ve went somewhere other than woodsboro, but c’mon, langley was a good guy. it’s more than just a news story. ‘

very few people actually made an impact on asher, but vanessa was someone who made that number. they had hooked up in high school and their sisters hated each other from the first round of murders, and he didn’t think this round was going to have the same impact on him and vanessa ( hell, they still got along most days ). “do we KNOW he was a good guy?” asher asked, “i mean, for all we know he had a brothel of missing girls in his basement or a meth lab in his shed. do we really know?”

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lucianasx:

“oh are we playing eye spy now? okay let me go, you ready?” luciana propped herself down beside the male with the tease already clearly identifiable in her usually stable tone. “inconsiderate asshole with a tad boring newseed. going once, going, twice –…., your answer please, mr. blackburn?”

“let me point out that you agree that a newsfeed covering NOTHING but this murder is considered boring.” asher said with a grin before shrugging his shoulders. “but we both know i’m an asshole. do you have any NEW observations to add?”

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rcinie:

        a pout crossed rainie’s features at his nickname for her, one she despised and he had to have known it. “i’ve dabbled. it’s mostly funny.” rainie had watched the first five seasons, to be honest, but she’d take that secret to the grave if she had to. no shot in hell would she ever reveal that to asher. “don’t act like your taste in television is almighty and superior. you probably watch shit like duck dynasty or something.”

the reaction to rainie’s pout was an immediate smirk, and he loved watching her almost flounder to respond to him. this was certainly entertaining for him. “you’ve dabbled?” he asked, verbally poking fun at her as he generally did. he was definitely fond of rainie, but he didn’t always treat her the way one should have treated a friend. “duck... dynasty...” he drew out the words, his expression morphing to one of horror, “you insult me. i don’t watch that bearded garbage.”

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rosemarymatthews:

“…do you not think a dead professor is an interesting story?” Rosemary asked, the question escaping her lips before she’d realized it. Usually she’d be a bit more silent on the matter, but she’d been a little caught off guard by recent events too. “I mean, people are bound to care. It’s not that big of a school.”

“what was the giveaway?” asher raised an eyebrow at the girl, “was it the eye roll? the lack of giving a shit? tell me, because clearly i need to work on making it more obvious if you feel like you need to ask.” he looked the girl over before speaking again, “i’m not saying people shouldn’t care. i’m saying that i don’t, and that it’s old news and i’m tired of hearing about it all the damn time.”

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wtfvalcria:

❝it’s a small town, what else are we supposed to talk about?❞ valeria chuckled softly, tilting her head to the side. ❝’business owner trips and falls into the mud while walking to work and blames the mayor’ – man, i could come up with some good article titles for the news,❞  she joked as a small forced smile formed.

‘literally anything.” asher responded with absolutely no inflection whatsoever. he was genuinely tired of hearing about langley’s death and all the people who didn’t even know him pretending they cared. for some people, it made sense. but for others? it was a very loud plea for attention. “murder isn’t as exciting as everyone seems to think. the victim’s not HOT or remotely interesting. its basically deja vu. at least last time there was a spark.”

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rpmemesfam :

☆ ———– MTV SCREAM SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ I mean, call me crazy but I think we’re in Freddy vs. Jason territory here. ❜  ❛ It’s like the killer is combining these two legends into one brand new murder spree. ❜  ❛ I was expecting crazy Ralph from Friday the 13th so nope. ❜ ❛ I’m barely responsible for myself.  ❜ ❛ I thought you said this was going to be a mansion.  ❜ ❛ I know my mansions, this is really more of a bungalow. ❜ ❛ We’re trying to lure the killer and you show up.  ❜ ❛ I’m sorry, this is a pretty classic “don’t let him in” situation, right? ❜ ❛ I guess I didn’t think of you as the hospital visit type. ❜ ❛ You know the whole, horrible, embarrassing story. ❜ ❛ You broke my heart! I loved you, okay, and you broke my heart. ❜   ❛ That’s a pretty outdated way of thinking. ❜ ❛ Virgin? Seriously? Where did you learn to do that? ❜ ❛ It’s a terrible movie, but one hell of a sex scene. ❜ ❛ See this is why people think you’re creepy. ❜ ❛ Do you think I’m creepy? ❜ ❛ I’m sorry, this isn’t the right place. ❜   ❛ This is the stupidest, most insane thing ever. ❜ ❛ The only thing scary here is this dress. ❜ ❛ I’m not a stranger, okay, I’m just strange. ❜ ❛ That’s never gone bad for anyone in a movie ever. ❜ ❛ First shut up, second, it’s just a study session.  ❜ ❛ I get that you’re scared, but I understood. ❜   ❛ We all have our ways of coping.  ❜ ❛ The kid screwed me over and skipped town. ❜ ❛ This is my life. Not some stupid campaign. ❜ ❛ You mean looking out for my boobs? ❜ ❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜ ❛ Thank God because this drink is undrinkable. ❜ ❛ If one of us gets hurt, we all get hurt.  ❜ ❛ Second chances are rare. Don’t waste them. ❜ ❛ I’m making a knife stick. ❜ ❛ I need, like, a Men in Black brain wipe. ❜ ❛ Is that a pig? God, I’m never eating bacon again. ❜ ❛ I’m the only one who knows how to reset the router. ❜ ❛ Well we don’t want you getting arrested.  ❜ ❛ If I can’t trust you, I can’t be with you. ❜ ❛ Aww, you wanna come in the hot tub with me? ❜ ❛ The weak are outed and then eaten. ❜ ❛ It’s the time honored enforcement of the food chain. ❜ ❛ Considering my ex-beau might be a mass murderer, who am I to criticize? ❜ ❛ Love the colors, but the spots? Too much. ❜ ❛ I can’t believe you two came here without me.  ❜ ❛ Hey, we could team up: Bi-curious and the Virgin.  ❜ ❛ I was gonna be the Babadook, but then my mom made this cape. ❜ ❛ What? No, you love taco Tuesday. ❜ ❛ So, pretty much everybody’s a suspect, including us.  ❜ ❛ I think this is the beginning of a beautiful mutual tolerance.  ❜ ❛ Cue creepy murder music. I knew I was missing something. ❜   ❛ You’re not going to die! Tonight, we change the ending.  ❜ ❛ Oh, crap. I’m gonna die. ❜ ❛ Actually, we could all use a minute. ❜ ❛ Hey, um, thanks for saving my life. ❜ ❛ Boom, but then what? Take a victory lap around the pool? ❜ ❛ We know what you’re going through, and we’re here if you need us.  ❜ ❛ I’ve never seen him/her with his/her mouth shut before. ❜ ❛ Maybe it’s time to dig a little deeper. ❜ ❛ Pick one, slay one, console one, then repeat.  ❜ ❛ What made him/her start killing people? ❜ ❛ Okay, not a lesbian, not discussing it. ❜ ❛ You root for them, you love them, so when they are brutally murdered, it hurts. ❜   ❛ You have to care if the team wins the big game. ❜ ❛ You have to care if the smart, pretty girl forgives the dumb jock. ❜ ❛ You can’t do slasher moves as a TV series. ❜ ❛ You wanna feel the sting of this sexually-confused Atheist’s foot up your butt? ❜   ❛ Hey, hey! I made you microwave popcorn, remember?  ❜ ❛ I know you want the truth. So, let’s find it. ❜ ❛ A yearbook? That’s not so weird. ❜ ❛ That’s the world’s saddest crime fighting duo. ❜ ❛ No, I’d rather channel my anguish into something productive. ❜   ❛ Did you just try to tase my man parts? ❜ ❛ There are not enough happy face emojis in the world to express how much I needed that. ❜ 

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gemmamorgan:

    “I’d wager about thirteen, seeing as he walked out the back door less than two minutes ago. Listen – I offered you a new drink. What else do you want ? A muffin ? I can throw in a muffin.” 

“you’d probably ruin the muffin too.” he sighed and pushed the cup back over at gemma. “i’ll just wait the thirteen minutes. but you should probably practice listening or something. it’s an important job skill.”

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“You gotta have a fault, come on!”

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 littlemanning:

     shaking her head, amanda could feel her cheeks burning red at his comment. “well, i am terrible at getting what i want so you’re still pretty amazing to me – regardless of what you say”, she whispered. taking a deep breath, the girl tilted her head to the side as her eyes focused on him. “you don’t know that for sure. people are not in the right mood to be thinking of saving children. and you just witnessed how terrible my sales pitch is. i mean, i can do a lot, i am not going to lie – selling things is just not one of them. but no, of course you don’t have to. i guess i could try stealing your line and pray it works”, the redhead explained, making a serious face before squinting her eyes. “kids are dying and– what was the rest again? i know there was something about a great dinner.”, amanda tried to remember, a frustrated sigh escaping her lips. “just say it again and i will write it down.”

asher couldn’t help but sigh as amanda spoke. there were very few people in the world he could say no to, and amanda maning was definitely one of them. he looked at her and thought about what she was saying and he tried to rationalize it. he needed things to make sense for her the way they did for him. “picture it from the point of view someone not sent to do god’s work or whatever it is you do.” asher looked up at her, “people are dying because of this psychopath and no one can do anything about it. but then you show up.” he took the tickets from the table, waving them at her, “five dollars and you can help save a kid’s life. that’s control. it gives them power when everyone feels like the world is falling apart.” he let out an exaggerated groan as she asked him to repeat himself so she could take notes, “no, no, no. no one’s gonna believe you if you read it. fine, i’ll just do it with you. but not because i like it.”

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mbarton:

‘‘ —- I’m not sure if just an ass or just ignorant, or maybe apathetic– who knows ?’‘ he paused, his head titled to the side.’‘Speaking of dog videos, did you see that cat one last week, it was epic.’‘

asher raised an eyebrow at the other man, “i’m an asshole, a little apathetic depending on the day, but definitely not ignorant.” his eyebrow remained raised as the topic rapidly changed to cat videos, “nope. i’m usually watching dog videos almost exclusively.”

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luisdeleons:

   “you know, sometimes i wonder why we’re friends.”  that’s a lie.  they’re friends because they’re roommates, & it’s much easier to pal around with someone like asher than go out of his way to avoid the playground taunts.  besides  –––  he’s got great taste in dog videos.  “murder is pretty much the opposite of not interesting.”

“because i’m FANTASTIC and your life is boring without me.” asher offered as a completely valid solution ( because in his eyes, it was ). his friendship with luis wasn’t exactly conventional, but asher was pretty fond of him -- as fond as he was of anybody. “oh come on, murder is interesting when the victim is exciting or it’s like... someone carved out a heart with a chainsaw or a machete. not a stabbing of some boring old guy that taught psychology.”

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dilcmma:

“Isn’t that a bit rude, ash?” It was getting tiring at this point to hear about the killings that have been happening in town, that’s for sure but could he have a sense of grief, if you would say, for once? ”You wanna hear something interesting? What about ‘Girl makes Boy shut up?’ sounds pretty neat right?”

“probably.” asher looked over at amelia, smiling almost immediately. when she offered her suggestion, he pretended to think about it for a little while. “that depends.” he stuck his hands into his pockets and met her eyes, “how is girl making boy shut up? is it something kinky? something basic? i need more DETAILS for the story.”

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littlemanning:

    “i thought the sad stuff would seal the deal. gosh, asher, i don’t think i can do this without you. you are like amazing at this, a pro. and i am just a rambler. i am going to sell two raffles and the raffle is gonna fail. then the parents won’t make any money and the kid is gonna die because i am an awful saleswoman and i am going to feel guilty for the rest of time and–”, she stopped rambling for a second, a pout settling on her lips. “can you help me?”

“please,” he scoffed, “i’m just FANTASTIC at getting what i want. or what you want, whatever.” as she continued talking, he resisted the urge to reach up and cover her mouth ( allowing himself a hint of self control because she was someone he actually respected ) and when she finally stopped to breathe, he was taken aback by her request. “okay well the raffle isn’t going to fail. i mean, i’m pretty sure you’re one of those people who do anything they set their mind to.” he couldn’t help but sigh at her asking for help, “do i HAVE to? can’t you just steal my pitch?”

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gvselles:

     rolling her eyes, giselle crossed her ankles before raising an eyebrow at him. “don’t be a dick, little brother. someone being murdered in town is a tragedy – it brings back awful memories to most of us. or so i’d like people to believe. do you think the ‘traumatized survivor’ act would be too much?”

there was no change in expression as giselle spoke and he shrugged his shoulders, “i mean it’s a tragedy, sure. but not interesting. this doesn’t make me FEEL... anything.” he looked at her, raising an eyebrow, “i mean from what i remember, it was a bunch of bullshit that you got thrown into. you could totally pull off traumatized survivor. that would be interesting.”