Pippa Fitz-Amobi

A GOOD GIRLS GUIDE TO MURDER rp blog. ⋅˚₊‧ ୨🪓୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ '𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍-𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎.'

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"What? Like a rapist?"

"You're lucky I didn't put you in the ground too." -------> Rp blog for the one and only Pippa Fitz-Amobi. Please be welcome to join. Name: Pippa Fitz-Amobi. Age: 17-18. Relationship Status: Ravi, the partner in crime. ------> Nicknames: - Pip (by everyone) - Sarge (by Ravi) - Pickle (by Victor) - Cheffe (by Ravi)

CONNECTIONS. PLAYLIST. MOODBOARD. OTHER BLOGS. HEADCANONS. Starters: Park. ---------------------------- Feel free to ask or send rp starters to Pippa.

[dead-g1rl-walking]

Are you gonna take any more cases? Because I got a man that gots him a knife. A bandana and a topaz necklace. (And he's extremely reckless)

"Depends, Do you have anymore information I can use? It doesn't really give me much to go off."

[dead-g1rl-walking]

They know what you did.

"I didn't do anything, why would you say that."

[natseyeliner]

do you think something is wrong with pip?

I haven't noticed anything besides her normal behavior?

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"I don't get why people insist in digging into other people's lives."

[dead-g1rl-walking]

Pip I heard Jamie is with Nat is that true??? Because if it is then we lost a baddie

"What do you mean you 'lost a baddie' ? They can go out with whoever they want, it's either choice."

[dead-g1rl-walking]

Is your friend Jamie single because he's fit??

"Why does that have to do anything? He can be single if he wants to?"

[natseyeliner]

"Nat, how have you been?"

~ @dead-g1rl-walking

I've been alright ish, you know how it is. You?

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"Good, just trying to get through life and work out where I'm going to next."

[natseyeliner]

Can I suggest that you go outside? Just kidding, not really though, go outside.

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"I'm always outside, mhm."

[natseyeliner]

Funny because I've been outside all week and haven't seen you once.

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"Oh really? Well I have been out at later times!"

Oh Pip, lying isn't going to do you well.

[natseyeliner]

"Nat, how have you been?"

~ @dead-g1rl-walking

I've been alright ish, you know how it is. You?

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"Good, just trying to get through life and work out where I'm going to next."

[natseyeliner]

Can I suggest that you go outside? Just kidding, not really though, go outside.

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"I'm always outside, mhm."

[natseyeliner]

"Nat, how have you been?"

~ @dead-g1rl-walking

I've been alright ish, you know how it is. You?

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"Good, just trying to get through life and work out where I'm going to next."

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"Nat and I are walking around."

@natseyeliner

[natseyeliner]

height difference is mental btw

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"It always is."

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"Nat and I are walking around."

@natseyeliner

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"I just haven't felt great lately."

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"Sometimes living in this town feels like a curse."

[lolajmz]

She was so casual abt going to mcdonalds after killing Jason 💀

[dead-g1rl-walking]

Open Starter.

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Another one, another text. Another threat. She breathed slowly, eyes scanning her phone as her grip tightens subtly. She hated how she still couldn't work out who it was coming from.

Someone walked up to her and she swiftly shut off her phone before turning with a smile, strained. But still a smile.

"Hey-! What's up?"

She tapped her fingers on her leg, tilting her head slightly as she waited for them to reply.

[dead-g1rl-walking]

"Taking a walk through the woods."

[dead-g1rl-walking]

Open starter.

Anyone can interact.

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Pippa was in the park, sitting on a worn out bench. The autumn breeze, cool and steady ruffled her hair as her face took a look of passiveness, fingers typing on her laptop.

She felt like she was losing her touch, she had yet to post more on her podcast, but all she wanted to focus on was writing the next set of logs. Which, more than she would admit felt like a drawling about of words, going on and on as she typed.

She paused in her typing, hearing the crunch of footsteps on leaves as she took a breath, turning her head slightly to see who it was.