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Heyo!! Just a notice, this blog has moved to @hiraeth-muse
This is an RP and drabble blog for the characters in my COD fanfic Burn Notice! I love writing for them, and they always end up having super entertaining interactions with other CCs and OCs, so I wanted to have them all in one place on a Multi-Muse blog. If you'd like to RP, feel free to drop me a message to plot, or you're welcome to throw me a starter in my asks if you'd prefer! CWs, guidelines, etc can be found here.
The Voices:
The Verses: Burn Notice. They're in the Walls. System Error.
((Dis me btw - gonna be my main rp blog from now on! 💕))
Vargen delivers a chandelier made of forks to your desk. It clacks and clanks as he sets it down, bows, and then leaves.
“Happy Valentine’s!” He shouts, skipping away.
- @itsvargen
Addie looks up from her desk, then down at the chandelier, then back up at the skipping weirdo.
"Uh - thanks?!"
What's the protocol on being given food that potentially could kill me. Can I treat it as an experiment.
@feiyunaskblog
15:26 - Adelaide (Addie) Finch
Is it poison? Please don't eat poison. If it's a muffin it might be laced with hallucinogenic mushrooms. Don't ask, long story, needed a full lockdown because of it. Who gave you the food that could kill you...? I'm pretty sure that counts as workplace harassment.
Someone's been stealing my flowers recently, and I feel like I'm going insane -🐺
12:17 - Adelaide (Addie) Finch
Stealing your flowers? Like - from your garden? Or your desk? I'm sorry either way, but unless you know who's doing it and want to raise a grievance, I can't really do anything about that. You can vent to me if you want?
I came back to my desk from lunch to a muffin and a post-it saying “you know what to do”.
NO I DON’T???
WHICH ONE OF YOU LEFT THIS CRYPTIC SHIT ON MY DESK? AM I GONNA DIE?!?!
kay so ya give it ter Price.
doon' tell 'em it's from me and Makarov though.
“Okay so, uh… First of all, not sure how I’m meant to get this to him. Second of all, why would Vlad be sending him a muffin? I thought they hated each other- not sure why…”
Apologies for buggin' you while you've got your hands full, Addie.
Was wonderin' if you could point me in the direction'a who to get my files from? Not above stealin' them out of the Bosses office but I'm also runnin' on two hours of sleep and a disgusting amount of probably-burnt coffee so, this seemed like a safer bet.
“Hey Barrage, you’re all good - what files d’you need? I can probably pull them for you.”
Pulling up a terminal she definitely shouldn’t have access to, Addie looks up at him with an expectant, and tired smile.
“Also - if you’re worried about burned coffee, just drop by my desk. Graves gave me a machine, just… Don’t tell anyone else, ‘Kay?”
Glowing blue eyes stare down at Addie while she works, "why didn't the Seagull fly over the bay?" A voice spoke a slight chuckle echoing in the vent, "because then it would be a baygull." A stifled laughter could be heard above.
-♠️ (Spade)
Addie looks up towards the vent, eyebrow quirked suspiciously.
“There’s way too many people you could be up there for me to try and guess, but heads up - they’re about to turn on the central heating.”
She also can’t hide the quiet giggle at their joke.
Addie’s perched on a wall outside, tucked away in a usually empty corner of the base, smoking… something.
The only way she can deal with Debra.
(It’s weed. She’s mildly stoned majority of the time at work.)
Chester is out for a late morning walk to clear his mind when he gets a whiff of something on the breeze and grins to himself.
Someone is smoking, he thinks.
He follows the scent past one building and behind another and finds someone from the HR department. He leans against the wall and watches them for a second before clearing his throat to get their attention, announcing his presence. The woman jumps before turning her head to look at him, letting out a curse.
You hiding from someone way out here?
*Addie was about to stub out her spliff, before deciding she needed it too much after the morning she’d had, and she didn’t care too much for the consequences. Plus, this guy didn’t give narc vibes.*
“Hiding from *everyone*, seems I did a shitty job though.” *She chuckled, taking another drag and holding it for a while before letting the plumes out into the sky as she tipped her head back.*
“How come you’re *way out here*?”
Don't worry I won't tell anyone you're smoking. I'm not a narc. Hell I smoke occasionally myself. He gives a small chuckle at her comment about being found. I won't tell anyone about your secret hiding spot, either.
He kicks at a leaf on the ground and looks at his boots for a second while taking a deep breath to calm his nerves.
Hiding too? I guess. Taking a break from people inside. Gets to be too much sometimes. 'M not a very social person, unlike my sis.
*Addie nodded, patting the space on the wall beside her and offering him a drag from her spliff.*
“I feel y’there. They can really all get… A lot. You lot are the only reason I like this job, but fuck me… Some of them are way too loud.”
Chester pushes himself off the wall and sluggishly walks over to where she's sitting on the low wall, leaning against it an arm's length away. He gently takes the offered joint and puts it up to his lips.
Thanks, he mumbles. He takes a drag and lets it settle for a moment before releasing the smoke. He turns to blow the smoke away from her before handing it back.
That's some good shit. Mine isn't normally as good. He puts a hand in his jeans pocket, the chain attached to his belt and jingling as he does so.
She watched out of the corner of her eye as he smoked, taking it back and lifting it to her lips, taking another long drag and letting it out away from him, a heavy sigh carrying the smoke out of her lungs and into the light breeze.
“Yeah, I think if my guy ever moved I’d follow him, to be honest.” Addie chuckled lightly, rolling her neck on her shoulders and wincing slightly at the loud crack that rang out. Her free hand lifting to rub at the twinge from too many hours at her desk.
“Addie, by the way. And you’re Chester, right? New-ish?” Being in HR had its perks, one of which being the knowledge of most people’s names. The ones that weren’t redacted.
He chuckles when she says she'd follow the guy if he left. Maybe he'd have to get the bloke's number for himself. They're going to be here for a while and he needs a new guy.
Yeah, that's right. Yeah, me and my sister have been here 'bout a month now I think. Still getting settled in and used to the new schedule. We tend to hide in the workshop a lot when we're not needed for missions. She loves to tinker and make shit.
He smiles as he thinks about his sister, she's the person he's closest to, his twin. He's quite fond and protective of her.
Addie's smile grew a little more as she heard the fondness in Chester's voice towards his sister. She always loved seeing the close bonds those around her had, and his pride in his twin warmed her heart. She offered him the spliff once again, not wanting to finish it off without giving him another chance.
"She likes to make shit, huh? Like what?" She turned a little more towards him, managing to balance cross-legged on the top of the wall, wanting to give him her full attention as he spoke.
((M'kay. Wasn't gonna say anything but these little shits are taking it too far.
We see you. We know what you are. You're either a bored fourteen year old who hasn't learned how to get dopamine from the proper activities yet, and if that's the case - go do your fucking schoolwork.
Or you're an adult. A poor, pathetic excuse for one. You likely run one of the other RP accounts, or you wish you had the creativity to do so. This is not a healthy outlet for jealousy. It may feel good in the moment, may give you a little spark of self-satisfaction that you're getting to people - but the thing is, we all support each other. So every seed of self-doubt you sow in our friends is being promptly weeded out before it can take root.
Get some fucking help. Drink some water, eat something with vitamins and nutrients, and get some fresh air. And while you're doing that, take a damn break from your screens because you clearly need one. - Spooks))
Addie!! I got you some flowers!! *hands you a bouquet of yellow tulips.* Hope this is alright?
Addie takes the bouquet, a light grin playing on her lips.
"O-of course it's alright, are you kidding? Thank you so much!! Gonna put these on my desk and rub 'em in Debra's face."
Send me one of the following tropes for a set up with our muses
⚡ Storm - Our muses have to take shelter in a storm 💼 Bag switch - Our muses accidentally swapped important bags 🥠 Fortune - A cookie tells one or both muses to meet them somewhere 💎 Thief - One muse is caught trying to steal from the other 🏝️ Stranded - Our muses are stranded together in the wilderness 🔑 Next door - One muse moves in next door to the other 🔎 Investigator - One of our muses is investigating the other 🏆 Prize - Our muses both win a competition, but they have to share the prize 🔗 Prison Break - Our muses end up in prison together, one wants to escape 📞 Wrong number - One muse dials the wrong number ☢️ Fallout - Our muses try to survive an apocalypse 🚌 Bus - Our muses are sat next to each other on a long bus journey ❄️ Snowball - One muse accidentally throws a snowball at the other 🛏️ One bed - Our muses accidentally only booked one bed in the hotel room 💍 Drop - One muse drops something the other picks up 🔒 Locked out - Our muses are both locked out of their building for the night 🛳️ Cruise - Our muses meet on a cruise ship 🎠 Fairground - Our muses meet on a ride at a fairground ☔ Rain - One muse shares their umbrella with the other 🚕 Taxi - Our muses have to share a taxi to get home 🐶 Pet - One muses’ pet greets the other muse 🍸 Bar - Our muses meet at a bar while ordering drinks 🎲 Cheat - The receiving mun picks a trope instead
Addie’s perched on a wall outside, tucked away in a usually empty corner of the base, smoking… something.
The only way she can deal with Debra.
(It’s weed. She’s mildly stoned majority of the time at work.)
Chester is out for a late morning walk to clear his mind when he gets a whiff of something on the breeze and grins to himself.
Someone is smoking, he thinks.
He follows the scent past one building and behind another and finds someone from the HR department. He leans against the wall and watches them for a second before clearing his throat to get their attention, announcing his presence. The woman jumps before turning her head to look at him, letting out a curse.
You hiding from someone way out here?
*Addie was about to stub out her spliff, before deciding she needed it too much after the morning she’d had, and she didn’t care too much for the consequences. Plus, this guy didn’t give narc vibes.*
“Hiding from *everyone*, seems I did a shitty job though.” *She chuckled, taking another drag and holding it for a while before letting the plumes out into the sky as she tipped her head back.*
“How come you’re *way out here*?”
Don't worry I won't tell anyone you're smoking. I'm not a narc. Hell I smoke occasionally myself. He gives a small chuckle at her comment about being found. I won't tell anyone about your secret hiding spot, either.
He kicks at a leaf on the ground and looks at his boots for a second while taking a deep breath to calm his nerves.
Hiding too? I guess. Taking a break from people inside. Gets to be too much sometimes. 'M not a very social person, unlike my sis.
*Addie nodded, patting the space on the wall beside her and offering him a drag from her spliff.*
“I feel y’there. They can really all get… A lot. You lot are the only reason I like this job, but fuck me… Some of them are way too loud.”
Chester pushes himself off the wall and sluggishly walks over to where she's sitting on the low wall, leaning against it an arm's length away. He gently takes the offered joint and puts it up to his lips.
Thanks, he mumbles. He takes a drag and lets it settle for a moment before releasing the smoke. He turns to blow the smoke away from her before handing it back.
That's some good shit. Mine isn't normally as good. He puts a hand in his jeans pocket, the chain attached to his belt and jingling as he does so.
She watched out of the corner of her eye as he smoked, taking it back and lifting it to her lips, taking another long drag and letting it out away from him, a heavy sigh carrying the smoke out of her lungs and into the light breeze.
“Yeah, I think if my guy ever moved I’d follow him, to be honest.” Addie chuckled lightly, rolling her neck on her shoulders and wincing slightly at the loud crack that rang out. Her free hand lifting to rub at the twinge from too many hours at her desk.
“Addie, by the way. And you’re Chester, right? New-ish?” Being in HR had its perks, one of which being the knowledge of most people’s names. The ones that weren’t redacted.
Addie’s perched on a wall outside, tucked away in a usually empty corner of the base, smoking… something.
The only way she can deal with Debra.
(It’s weed. She’s mildly stoned majority of the time at work.)
Chester is out for a late morning walk to clear his mind when he gets a whiff of something on the breeze and grins to himself.
Someone is smoking, he thinks.
He follows the scent past one building and behind another and finds someone from the HR department. He leans against the wall and watches them for a second before clearing his throat to get their attention, announcing his presence. The woman jumps before turning her head to look at him, letting out a curse.
You hiding from someone way out here?
*Addie was about to stub out her spliff, before deciding she needed it too much after the morning she’d had, and she didn’t care too much for the consequences. Plus, this guy didn’t give narc vibes.*
“Hiding from *everyone*, seems I did a shitty job though.” *She chuckled, taking another drag and holding it for a while before letting the plumes out into the sky as she tipped her head back.*
“How come you’re *way out here*?”
Don't worry I won't tell anyone you're smoking. I'm not a narc. Hell I smoke occasionally myself. He gives a small chuckle at her comment about being found. I won't tell anyone about your secret hiding spot, either.
He kicks at a leaf on the ground and looks at his boots for a second while taking a deep breath to calm his nerves.
Hiding too? I guess. Taking a break from people inside. Gets to be too much sometimes. 'M not a very social person, unlike my sis.
*Addie nodded, patting the space on the wall beside her and offering him a drag from her spliff.*
“I feel y’there. They can really all get… A lot. You lot are the only reason I like this job, but fuck me… Some of them are way too loud.”
Hey, I'm Corporal Cecilia "Cupcake" Thomas, I'm new to the 141. I'm a tinkerer and you can usually find me messing with stuff in the workshop. Feel free to chat with me!
And I'm her twin Corporal Chester "Cookie" Thomas. You might find me in a quiet corner of the rec room reading or listening to my music. I often visit my sister in the workshop, where I like to do woodwork. Like she said, you can chat with me if ya want, I'm not as bubbly as she is though.
{Hi, I'm the mask behind the curtain, Josey. Please be nice in asks. No B.S., No hate or you will be blocked, MDNI/18+ only, NSFW is okay, just message first to check first please. If you send an ask on anon, please pick an emoji i can assign you to keep track if you don't want to send your name, i have adhd and terrible memory.}
Addie’s perched on a wall outside, tucked away in a usually empty corner of the base, smoking… something.
The only way she can deal with Debra.
(It’s weed. She’s mildly stoned majority of the time at work.)
Chester is out for a late morning walk to clear his mind when he gets a whiff of something on the breeze and grins to himself.
Someone is smoking, he thinks.
He follows the scent past one building and behind another and finds someone from the HR department. He leans against the wall and watches them for a second before clearing his throat to get their attention, announcing his presence. The woman jumps before turning her head to look at him, letting out a curse.
You hiding from someone way out here?
*Addie was about to stub out her spliff, before deciding she needed it too much after the morning she’d had, and she didn’t care too much for the consequences. Plus, this guy didn’t give narc vibes.*
“Hiding from *everyone*, seems I did a shitty job though.” *She chuckled, taking another drag and holding it for a while before letting the plumes out into the sky as she tipped her head back.*
“How come you’re *way out here*?”
Addie’s perched on a wall outside, tucked away in a usually empty corner of the base, smoking… something.
The only way she can deal with Debra.
(It’s weed. She’s mildly stoned majority of the time at work.)