when you're strange.

People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down.

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     “--Are you listenin’ to me? I’m here to do business, not this zen shit.“

[astrxnger]

“...This is business, Dana. You sit down. I sit down. You tell me what you want. I give you number. You complain about it being too big. And you sell your soul to me instead. But first you sit. Ok?”

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“Yeah, I tend to get a bit tense when I’m starin’ down the barrel of a shotgun.“ He takes a small step to the side, eyes flicking from the gun pointed at him up to her expressionless face. “You can keep yer yoga class–I’m just here for the guns.“

[astrxnger]

She calmly unlocked her shotgun, not bothering to aim it properly at Dana. “We will start with an easy sitting down position for you.” Ava lazily eyed him from head to toe.  “I will join you. I’m feeling slightly stressed also.”

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“Dana, you really need to relax.” Ava said, her French accent weighing down on her words while a shotgun was nonchalantly pointed at the man. “Come. I will give you yoga class.” She offered Dana a smile. “First time is free of charge.”

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ooc: Hey there beautiful people, anyone up for a short starter? Just hit that like button!

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[singularitaes]

She confuses guilt, and shame, with rage. And has nowhere to direct it. She lives out her entire sad life. But then, this random event occurs and, boom. Victim turns killer. And it’s all let loose on the people they think did it to them. But it’s always self destructive.

[astrxnger]

[astrxnger]

[ open rp ]

The woman lazily blinked at the stranger. Ava Lambert stood in all her unprofessional splendor, leaning against the door frame in her panties,  plucking  chips  from  a  flashy  package. “Bonjour.” The  woman mumbled. “You are here for the morning appointment?” 

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RULES ,

First: I find it very important to underline that this blog will be highly NSFW and triggering. And while I will let followers know through the thread’s title and / or tags about its nature, it is very hard for me to keep track of all the possibly triggering material out there, therefore if you ever see a post with material you find personally triggering, let me know and I’ll do my best to tag it appropriately.

Secondly: I am comfortable with shipping & smut. As said, I will let you know through tags and / or the title of the thread about any explicitly sexual content. I also appreciate (probably not the best word) violent / goreish roleplays. But you can rest assured that you will never find anything that an average crime series/film/book fan wouldn’t be comfortable (?) with.

Thirdly: I am very lazy/distracted and would appreciate a million times if you could be patient with the rhythm of my replies. Also, if I lose interest in a thread I will let you know and probably start another thread in another scenario with your character. It’s nothing personal. I’m just an air-head.

Fourthly: I do not necessarily support my character’s actions / points of view. The mun and muse are two separate minds. Do not be offended or feel targeted if your character is mistreated by creepy Ava.

Fifthly: I am more comfortable within fandoms that portray “modern and realistic” settings. Although I am more than happy to participate in AU’s and the like. But please, do be sure to contact me via ask before initiating any threads that are not set in the mainverse.

Sixthly: I enjoy typing starters and open threads, therefore there will be plenty of chances for us to interact with each other if we want to. I often get distracted or lazy, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to interact with you. Just because I owe you a reply on a para-thread that doesn’t mean we can’t have our characters crack-a-lacking via ask or another thread.

Seventhly: I hold the right of not following characters/participating in tagged threads. This will only happen if I cannot picture our characters interacting / if you’re rude / if your blog is mainly composed by ooc posts. It’s nothing personal, it’s just how I prefer to function.

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DOSSIER, ( wip )

BASICS

Full Name: Ava Jessica Lambert

Nickname(s): “Dr. Strange”

Age: Thirty-six

Date of Birth: 10 / 11 / 1979

Nationality: French / American

Place of Birth: Nantes, France

Gender: Female

Occupation: Arms Dealer / SPA Manager

Sexuality: Unspecified

PHYSICAL

Hair: Blonde ( often dyed )

Eye Color: Blue

Height: 5’ 8” 

Build: Pretty slim. On the lanky side.

Tattoos: N/A

Scars: A long scar across the side of her neck.

Piercings: N/A

Defining Features: Heavily-lidded eyes, thin unexpressive lips, the scar over her neck. Usually sits down as comfortably as possible verging on the laziest position possible. Doesn’t usually move too quickly. Every movement is nonchalant and relaxed. There’s an almost water-like fluidity to her. 

PERSONALITY

Positive Traits: Patient, calm, open-minded, reassuring, soft-spoken. Negative Traits: Unforgiving, unpredictable, unstable, manipulative.

Myers-Briggs: INTP

HISTORY

Picture a frenchman falling in love with an American tourist during her visit to Paris. Imagine a young arts student moving in with a man twice her age. Imagine adapting to a new life in a new country. Imagine not speaking the language too well. Imagine not really understanding exactly what it is your French boyfriend does for a living. Imagine not caring. Imagine being so much in love that you don’t ask questions. Imagine getting married. Imagine getting pregnant from your French boyfriend. Imagine making plans. Imagine them getting destroyed in one second. Imagine it being too late. You’re in too deep and you hadn’t even realized it. Your prince charming is the head of one of Europe’s main drug cartels.

This is the story of how Ava’s parents met, fell in love and proceeded to ruin each other while raising a child. Ramona and Vincent Lambert were very much in love, but their relationship developed very quickly, giving each other very little time to keep secrets from each other and learning how to live with one another despite their flaws. Both were very loud people. They had no issues with showing their true emotions to each other. But it felt as if they only had the capability to feel one emotion at the time. When angry Ramona would break every plate and glass she could find while Vincent occasionally had passionate period in which he’d treat his family with trips to the south of Europe.

Sometimes Ms. Lambert would disappear with Ava for a couple of months. Sometimes Vincent would kick her out of the house for a period of time. Needless to say Ava was born in the middle of a hurricane and quickly learned how to survive in its’ spiral. Ava grew up to become a highly emotional and dramatic child, often screaming at the top of her lungs and making theatrical threats at both parents. Her mother was the most sensible of the two parents. She would often try to show Ava some discipline. Which was why when she and her father got a divorce Ava chose to stay with her father.

She didn’t enjoy being told what to do.

With mother out of the picture, Ava saw a whole new world of possibilities before her. At the age of 13 she had already developed a smoking habit, at 15 got sexually involved with a man twice her age and at 16 got in contact with heavy drugs. Father Lambert was well aware of his daughter’s dangerous behavior. But he saw himself as a “cool dad”. And since he too had grown surrounded by drugs and violence, he thought Ava actually had things under control. At least she was getting high under his roof. 

Ava would eventually finish high school. Her grades weren’t the best, but the young woman never seemed particularly interested in going to college. In her eyes, Ava would forever be stuck in a partying loop of drugs, alcohol, shady men and shadier women. That was until she had her first overdose at eighteen. It was a big scare to the family. Her mother would call her daily saying she should go to rehab. But Ava would quote Amy Winehouse by saying “No”. 

She had her second overdose three months later. A third one followed. A fourth. Fifth. Ava had six overdoses in one year. And although she managed to survive all of them, by the sixth time she was only a shadow of the rebellious wild girl she once was. She finally called her American mother and promised her she’d get clean. And she did. After several months in an institution, Ava quit drugs and went back to her father’s home a very different woman.

Calm, peaceful, lazy, expressionless even; it seemed as if Ava was stuck in a constant state of anesthesia. She never seemed to rise her voice or even fight back. Her father taught his little girl might have been broken by the doctors and nurses back in rehab. But no. The excessive drug use had left Ava exhausted. But they had also fried something in the young woman’s brain. Ava began practicing yoga, became a vegetarian, took meditation very seriously. She wanted to become a masseuse. Move out and live by herself in Paris, maybe own her own SPA. Help people relax and find inner peace. Both her father and mother were dumbstruck.

But Ava hadn’t changed as much as daddy and mommy thought.

She has been building her own connections with European gangsters and crooks. By secretly marrying one of her father’s oldest business partners, Ava got access to a lot of money. She is one of the top arm dealers in Europe. Whatever you need Ava can get it. She is building the opposition to her father’s reign and plans to take him down of his throne. Why? Because the man allowed her baby daughter to have six overdoses and never stopped her. That right there is bad parenting. Ava may not be as expressive as before, but she can hold a grudge like no one.