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we've got scars from battles nobody won we can start over better both of us know if we just let the broken pieces let the broken pieces go

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every effort has been made to cut me out of my own rp while i’ve been on hiatus from dropping most - if not all - characters connected to me or completely erasing any input or anything that joined my characters to the other admins’ characters so i put an end to it and took myself out of the equation along with my plot and my original town name - which, i might add, was completely erased before that whole discussion had even ended, so i won’t be returning to this rp, this genre and most likely will never be using these characters again - if you’d like to keep in contact feel free to message me and i can give you a link to where you’ll find me from here on out, but if not, well... good luck. i’ll miss you and it’s been a good couple of months.

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i’ll be on to do replies and stuff in a bit, just have to get rid of a 7yr old devil’s spawn first! also, i’ll be changing the fc of kate since all of her family got unfollowed and my muse for candice has went on vacation so if you have any fcs that you’d like to see lemme know!

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i know i was only supposed to be a semi hiatus but i’m currently on day 3 of 5 of twelve hour shifts and i think i’m dead?? either way, i forgot how to function has a human and have somehow accidentally got myself a second job??? how does this even happen???? so many questions for such a dumb person like myself, anyhoo! i’m at work and the internet isn’t strong enough for gifs to load so if anyone wants a text thread while i procrastinate i can post one!

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so i just got home from a 12hr shift and was gonna do replies but my sister is using my laptop to finalise wedding numbers or something so i'm gonna be stuck on mobile for a while or until she gives up so while she does that i'm melting cheese on doritos and hanging out in the ims so come keep me company with plots and stuff!

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sorry for my slow replies/absence, i’ve had a lot of study stuff to do for work and now that it’s july i’ll have to put myself on a semi hiatus for the full month as my sister will be getting married in 19 days and before that i have four 12hr shifts and a 10 and a half hour shift in a row and then i’m straight to northern ireland after the wedding, so i won’t be able to be around as much as i’d love to be - i’ll still be firing out replies occasionally so don’t think i’m ignoring you or not doing your replies, i just have less time to dedicate to them this month, but it’ll be back to normal near the end of the month!

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i’ve finished quinn, logan, jesse and diego’s replies (as far as the activity page has told me) so imma go gif a little more and watch another episode of scorpion 22 in a row yo i’m going for a record here me thinks and when i get back i’ll do marcus, kate, lincoln and dante's replies! pls lemme know if you want a starter posted for you, especially from the latter four since they need more event stuffs :)

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chloeprentiss:

She chuckled nodding her head in agreement. They were forgetful about that part. But Chloe thinks it’s probably due to the jobs they have. “ Ain’t that right? It’s a never ending thing when it comes to eating. But at least we don’t forget about coffee though.” She teased a bit before following her sister, “ I should hope I’m always your favorite!. But I totally love it though.” Chloe stated with a laugh.

“God, I think I would be a PUDDLE OF MESS on the floor if coffee wasn’t a thing,” Quinn shuddered at the mere thought. Whiskey and coffee had become a STAPLE of her diet lately, and the mere thought that one of the two could become inaccessible to her was just... unfathomable. She NEEDED them both to cope. “I don’t exactly have anyone to replace you with, Chlo... not that THAT is much of a positive in terms of how I could’ve said that, but you know what I meant. You’re IRREPLACEABLE, is what I’m getting at.”

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valentinacaro:

”Q, forget DJing, I think I finally found my TRUE CALLING,” she joked. “— hey, not fair,” Valentina mumbled as her hands returned to Quinn’s face, fingers sifting into the hair behind her ears and anchoring her in place. Softly, Valentina leaned forward, brushing her painted nose against Quinn’s chin and jaw, partially removing the red color from her skin. Straying both of her hands away, she then reached for the paper towel, scrubbing the rest of the paint off her nose before turning to Quinn. “— peace offering?” She suggested, waving the paper towel before using it to carefully clean the undesired paint off Quinn’s nose and chin. “Now, let’s keep the PAINT WAR behind closed doors, alright? — God, I think we’ve painted each other more than these walls,” she joked, peering over the walls of Quinn’s home as a chuckle left her lips. “It’s a little overwhelming at first, but you’ll be having a blast in no time.” Valentina blinked a couple times until her face broke into a wide smile; her LEGENDARY dimples appearing as her lips spread over her white teeth. “Maybe you should. You could just join me. — I already have our FUTURE figured out, Prentiss. Think about it – we move into a trailer and we travel around the country. You know, painting every little kid we come across, one face at a time,” she joked, but really, it was almost a silent wish. She understood Quinn’s love for her work and knew the woman wouldn’t abandon it, but when she thought about the little time they had, when she thought about how one day she would outlive Quinn… It all made her wish for more time with her, an EVERLASTING lifetime together. But truly, she shouldn’t. To Valentina, it was a DOOMED love story; a vampire who fell in love with a human that not only didn’t know her secret but didn’t feel anything for her. So, yes, she shouldn’t think about that, but she HELD ONTO wishes and hopes anyway. Her chest heaved up and down as a shaky breath was inhaled and then exhaled, and soon after, Valentina’s dimples appeared for a moment when she smiled again. “Now we go to Pride, m’lady!”

“Sounds like it,” Quinn laughed as she shook her head. “HEY, what are you --” the sheriff’s nose wrinkled up as she found herself being attacked by Valentina’s nose. The lack of space between them practically STOLE the oxygen from her lungs, causing her feet to falter and her cheeks to burn scarlet underneath the paint. When the other’s nose skated over her jaw, the muscles within clenched and Quinn was sure that her heart was INCAPABLE of beating in that current moment. It took longer than it should have to regain any control over her vocal chords as she took the offered towel, promptly wiping off the marks that the DJ had left seconds before. “Right, yeah...” the blonde cleared her throat. “That would EXPLAIN why there’s been little progress in the whole redecorating thing,” she teased. “I’m sure the correct painting technique will present itself to us eventually, but for now...” For now, Quinn would just continue to flail silently while they spent time together making more mess than anything else. “I have NO DOUBT that I will,” she slowly chuckled. “I grew up here so town gatherings and street parties are pretty normal for me. It’s...” How could she even explain the fact that Pride was INTIMIDATING for her? In all honesty, she almost felt like she didn’t deserve to be there -- to celebrate the progress and love of a community she had spent her entire life avoiding. It felt like she was a sheep among wolves. A fraud. Thankfully, the familiar company was making a little easier to cope. For now, at least. “Our future, huh? That sounds... COMPELLING,” she playfully rolled her eyes and threw the towel at the brunette. “While that does sound like quite the dream, the cop in me has to point out the MANY flaws in such a plan. One being the fact that we’d be randomly painting kids everywhere we go. I would probably go from upholding the law to being at the mercy of the law in a hot second. Maybe we should rethink your strategy to fit a more... law abiding mould,” she placed a hand on the other’s shoulder as she began to walk, guiding the way to the centre of the town and Valentina’s eventual DJ set up. At least she had that to look forward to; watching the other woman spin those records is STILL one of the most beautiful sights she has ever seen. “So, what kind of songs should I be expecting from your set later on? Which, for the record, I’m VERY excited for. Your talent has been very secluded to the club, with this the ENTIRE TOWN will get to hear you -- are you nervous?”

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johannawalkley:

“You could take a turn down the memory lane and REMEMBER all the fun you’ve been missing,” Johanna responded but shook her head in disappointment. “Exactly, it’s YOU. You’re hot as hell, Q. You can get any guy you want. — true, they do SUCK,” she nodded, taking a sip of her drink, then adding, “For what is worth, though, you don’t need pick-up lines to get laid. I mean, even if you hit me up with the only ten I see pick-up line I would’ve gone home with you FOR SURE.”

“I think that would have been EASIER to do if I wasn’t in charge of an entire police station,” Quinn chuckled. “I... thank you?” she arched a brow, not entirely sure HOW she should react to such a compliment. The sheriff used to THRIVE on comments like that, chasing the thrill that came with the opinion of others, but these days she could only really focus n the NEGATIVE views rather than... this. Choosing to ignore the comment about guys, Quinn took a slow sip from her bottle of water. “I’ll keep that in mind,” Quinn laughed, shaking her head a little. “How about we focus on finding YOU someone instead?”

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johannawalkley:

“— wait, seriously, Q? You should try, it’s really fun. You get to flirt with whoever you want and use the worst pick-up lines you have. I mostly do it for EGO-BOOSTING, though.”

“I think I’ve MOVED PAST that part of my life, if I’m being honest,” Quinn simply shrugged. If it had been two years previous, however, Quinn would have probably been right alongside Johanna, milking a party for all it’s worth. Now she was more... TAME. “Jo, it’s me. ALL my pick-up lines are absolutely terrible.”

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johannawalkley:

“It’s NO FUN being slutty at Pride because everyone else is doing it too. I like being the ONLY slut in the room.”

“If it helps, I’m in NO WAY inclined to go down that road, so you’ll always be winning in that aspect.”

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i have to go update the main will all the new apps fml there’s tons so i’ll be back after i do that and rest my eyes for a bit! come love me and my peeps tho, i have a few starters up or can most some more if you want a specific person!

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valentinacaro:

Valentina withheld the desire to press her lips against Quinn’s wrinkled nose. Quinn had made an effort to celebrate Pride weekend with her, to be with her instead of work. While she couldn’t control her feelings towards the other woman, she had to remain stoic, even when Quinn’s mannerisms were too charming, even when they were too captivating. So, instead of doing as her heart begged her to, Valentina touched the tip of Quinn’s nose with the paint brush, leaving a BRIGHT RED dot, and slowly took a step back to analyze her work. It was almost as if there was some reluctance in trying to separate herself from Quinn after being so close. It was almost as if they were magnets, with the constant need to pull each other closer. “Perfect. — alright, my job is done,” she exclaimed, unable to keep her gaze locked on Quinn’s, shifting it down her body. As always, Quinn Prentiss looked beautiful, breathtaking. Clearing her throat, she glanced up. “Yep. You’ll fit right in,” she joked, lifting a brow at the woman’s next words. “Oh, I do? I thought I looked gay enough with these RAINBOW GLASSES. — aren’t they cool, though?”

“Put it this way, if the DJ thing ever fails -- which I KNOW IT WON’T -- you can always pick up facepainting,” Quinn laughed as she held up her phone so that she could look at her reflection on the black screen. She barely had time to reach before the paintbrush was dabbed against her nose so, in RETALIATION, the sheriff took the brush from the brunette and bopped the brush against her nose. “I guess there’s some BENEFITS to blending in when it comes to this kind of thing,” she shrugged as she dropped light green orbs to the paint palette. She might fit in physically, but the woman had a long way to go before everything else fell into place -- it was hard to fight YEARS OF SELF CONDITIONING after all. “They’re very cool,” she chuckled, finally meeting the woman’s eyes again. Out of instinct, she reached out with her spare hand and fixed the glasses so that they were less crooked then began to paint the different coloured strips upon Valentina’s cheeks. If Quinn had to be fully involved then there was no way in hell that she wasn’t tugging Valentina down with her -- though she figured the other was a more willing participant than Quinn was. She couldn’t help but ADMIRE that. Valentina was so... FREE. “Okay... I can’t guarantee that my work is as good as yours, but I tried.” With one final brush flourish with her left hand, Quinn set the art tools aside and observed her handy work. “Maybe I should hang up the sheriff’s badge and become a facepainter now that I’m looking at you -- the cheek paint,” she quickly corrected herself, cheeks flushing darker underneath the rainbow colours that Quinn couldn’t have been more thankful for in that moment. At least she could save a little face as her embarrassment remained hidden. At least, PHYSICALLY it did. “Okay, so... what next, oh PRIDE MASTER?”