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hey guys ! i know it’s been a long time since i was really on here, after i kept going in an out of this blog. i’m typing this up a little angry and very upset after watching the creature “the end” video. so first and foremost, i’ve decided to move blogs. i’m going to keep this blog on the down-low meaning i won’t be promoting it in any way. if you want to follow me please like this post and i’ll message you my new blog url when i have it up.
Does your muse
murphylawed:
eat pizza bites while they’re hot OR wait for them to cool
come to a complete stop at stop signs OR does a california roll
set their alarm clock for the time they actually will wake up OR set it early and hit snooze a bunch
fall asleep on their phone/laptop OR stop using electronics an hour before bedtime
floss twice a day OR only floss the week before they go to the dentist
hold their jacket in their lap until everyone is boarded OR put it into the overhead compartment right away
run straight into the ocean OR slowly let their body adjust to cold water
run marathons OR marathons TV shows
consider french fries to count as a veggie OR make sure they have something green on their plate
set a timer when cooking OR constantly check and taste until it seems good
send one of the following to see how my muse reacts.
characterdevelopments:
[ shower ] to find my muse walking out the shower in a towel
[ murder ] to find my muse covered in blood in a room with a body
[ crying ] to find my muse crying
[ faint ] to find my muse passed out
[ bare ] to witness my muse changing in or out of clothing
[ touch ] to gently stroke my muse
[ hold ] to hold on to my muse to show them comfort
[ grab ] to aggressively grab my muses arm
[ slam ] to slam my muse against the wall
[ choke ] to wrap your muses hands around my muses neck
[ pinch ] to pinch my muse
[ pin ] to pin my muse against the floor
[ pull ] to tug at my muses shirt
[ secret ] for my muse to confront yours on a big secret
[ wham ] for my muse to find yours has been cheating
Reblog if you're willing to change your format(s) for those with disabilities.
kitterahsdollhouse:
I havent seen one of these for this yet so I just wanna let everyone know:
if you need me to change my formatting to make it easier to rp with you, all you have to do is tell me.
This includes putting extra spaces, taking out fancy/special characters, bolding things, changing font sizes, etc…
« saving grace. // bvrnie »
a conscience long deteriorated into grave yard. deceased & rotting, bones of belief buried by the weight of reality. his demeanor is nothing less than indifferent. a once compassionate soul now has limited perception for strangers. to live in the dark, one absorbs it. frigid, the world is cold. dead. those living with starlight in their bones only extinguish ( you learned so well, didn’t you, icarus ? ) she breathes the fear he buries. burnie burns, once a cop, now nearly disappearing completely. he follows the footsteps of a slaughterer, geoff ramsey surrounds him in void, threatening to crush his resolve. every day, they each pull & prod, wondering when he’s going to rip apart. stefani followed a much more unpredictable beast. kootra killed without thought as was burnie’s witness. despite the difference in their harmonies, they both love jordan. a tragedy, a victim that chooses their own poison. ‘ the issue i think is that he doesn’t want to stop killing, ’ deceit was only harmful, ‘ jordan is a creature of habit. he only kills. you know that. changing him is meaningless. you can’t, i can’t. we’ve both tried. ’
hopeless eyes look at his firm ones, trying to understand the words he spoke, the words she refused to believe. there was so much that she just didn’t understand in the business that jordan did, so much that she wanted to understand why he did the things he did. but that would never happen. she wasn’t like jordan in any way, she wanted to save people, it was why she studied to be a doctor in the first place. him, however, seemed to not even give a second thought about another person’s life. burnie’s words echoed in her mind, he only kills, changing him in meaningless. the words ran through her mind so much it hurt to think about it. her heart ached, was she going to give up on jordan? give up on the kindness that he’s shown her on few occasions? give up on the hope that he could change for her? the more she thought about it, the more she doubted jordan. but she knew she didn’t want to give up yet, ‘ burnie, please, we have to try harder. he... he’s a good person... right? ’
there’s a degree of difficulty in dealing with ME.
« man or monster? // worldruin. »
and so deception ensued. although this never HAPPENED quite as often as one may think, it still happened. gracing the earth in pools of hot crimson, bodies littering the ground in countless number. a gang. one of ample number && yet no skill, not enough to do what they failed at. terminating the king of the creatures, the lion. the beast. though kootra could not say that this was an EASY task, no. it had not been, && there were WOUNDS to prove it. dry throat met the spit within his mouth, swallowing hard as cerulean hues danced about, attempting to FIND HER. the colt gripped within his palm, the shot ringing through the air. it had hit something, but no sound was projected.
that was when he saw them. a wolf cornered a sheep, bullet tearing into flesh. the man did not have to ask questions to know what had happened. killer king sprung into action, raising the pistol with lightening speed && pulling the trigger. the corpse collapsed to the ground, && jordan stepped forward, into the red dimmed light. blood was smeared upon his cheek, his OWN, shirt ripped to shreds and barely hanging. spitting on the man that had HARMED his stefani, fear swelled within his chest, heart hammering && adrenaline draining his energy.
as he gravitated forwards, opening his mouth to talk to her, brows knitted in worry– until she screamed. tried to get away. covering her mouth. she was scared of him. ❝ stefani– it is alright, shh– ❞ came gentle vocals, stepping forward, low to the ground, a GENTLE beast. ❝ it’s JORDAN. you’re bleeding, doll, let me help you. ❞ it was the most emotion he had allowed her to see yet. a hand reassured her, the gun nowhere to be seen. he had saved her life, && now he needed to get her SAFELY home.
his soft voice provided comfort, it made her feel safe, even though what she saw would tell her otherwise. even so, his movement towards her caused her to flinch, but she didn’t move back. not necessarily because she couldn’t from the pain in her leg ( partially was because of that ), but because when she looked, there was concern laced with fear in his eyes. did she cause that fear? was he afraid she would tell someone what she saw? tell the police their names and location? the cause of his fear was unknown to her, but that concern in his eyes comforted her, reassured her that he cared about her.
a tentative nod, once again trying to get up, but using him as a support this time. while she managed to get stand, a jolt of pain shot up her leg, making her whimper softly from the feeling. she was definitely in no shape to walk home in this condition, but what was she supposed to do? she felt hopeless and scared. scared that if she did one wrong thing he would hurt her, kill her, even. hazel irises find the floor, not daring to look at him in the eyes. in her mind, the sooner they get out of there, the sooner she can stay away from him. but her heart ached. it was pounding in her chest at the thought of staying away from him, screaming at her to just stay with him. screaming at her to just accept it because that doesn’t change him as the person she had fallen in love with.
‘ jordan. ’ her voice was quiet, worn out from her previous scream, ‘ can we... can we get out of here please? ’ eyes glancing up at him, but actively trying not to make eye contact with him. her hand still held onto his arm, and while she wanted to let go and walk away, she knew she needed him for support. she knew if he walked away, she would fall and probably die from the blood loss. which was why she needed to get out of the area and at least treat herself, ‘ and... can we stop by my apartment? i have some bandages... ’
« saving grace. // bvrnie. »
‘ y’know, not every day you see a man killed in cold blood, ’ perhaps the passive demeanor paints him lacking sympathy. stone heart with iced nerves —- yet a portion of himself does find this to be the truth. unmoved & numbed to the gore of it all. lifeblood, spilled before him, staining the concrete, weeping a disturbingly abstract cry for the lack of mercy in the world. god is cruel & unforgiving, those who befall through sins of others know best of all, ‘ we should document this incredible event. i’m being sarcastic, stef. it’s fuckin’ horrible as it was the first time i saw it. ’ // @divinebabay
‘ it’s just-- ’ words caught in her throat, what was she going to say? she loved jordan and wished that she didn’t know he did this kind of business? because that wasn’t true, she wanted to know everything about him, even the bad parts. but seeing a man die was a shock to her, the image still left in her head, haunting her. putting her head in her hands, letting her mind wander before saying anything else. burnie’s words comforted her, knowing that he had also gone through a shock when he first saw someone die for no reason. but, that didn’t change the fact that she hated it and wanted nothing more but to turn back time and save him. she didn’t know if she could take watching death on a daily basis. but at the same time, in her heart, there was a refusal to leave him, ‘ isn’t there any way for this... for him to continue with his... job without killing? ’
sometimes I just have to reblog things like this because they just look so real and they make me feel something
aesthetic meme on their relationship // jordan&stef // @worldruin
Send me a ⊕ for an aesthetic graphic for our muses.
friendships & romantic ships both acceptable !! if you’d like it to be as if our muses were in a relationship please add “love” after the symbol.
are you in pain? need medical attention from a licensed official? well, you’re not exactly in the right place, but you can get the medical attention you need! stefani sarconi is fresh out of medical school and a nurse at one of the hospitals in los santos. although she may not me an official doctor, she studied to be a surgeon & is well qualified for anything medical ( except maybe making medicine )! if you put all your trust on her, she’ll make sure you won’t regret it and she’ll do her best to make sure you leave the facility healed and ready for a new day! and don’t worry, if you’re into some shady business, she’s not too far from that tree. if you need a nurse quickly, be sure to hit the like/reblog button so she knows to keep an eye out for you! // indie&selective gta based stefani sarconi from the creatures, personals do not reblog. credit to @worldruin for the graphic.
get to know my character, stefani sarconi.
what’s your character’s name? stefani saroconi is her birth name, didn’t grow up with any nicknames except ‘stef’. how old is she? 26 years old. what type of education does she have? she has a full medical degree ( undergrad&grad ), studied to be a surgeon. spent 3 years in pre-med, 4 years in med school, 1 year of residency. what is her occupation? she is a nurse at one of the los santos hospitals, they refused to let her go into the surgical department or any other position because she wasn’t there for interviews or skill checks because she was still finishing up her last year of residency. what is her story? stef grew up in a loving and caring family, and that’s how she grew up. during elementary school she wasn’t much of a talker, and many people would comment on how quiet she was and asked if there was something wrong with her ( there wasn’t, she was just shy ). the only friend she had in elementary school was james wilson, her neighbor, and they’ve been best friends ever since. when middle school came, she grew out of her shell a bit more, and started to make friends. this was puberty time, so you can imagine how things went in the romance department. she had a boyfriend for a year before both of them realized that they just dated just to date ( and it was the “cool” thing to do back then ). you can imagine how he ended up because ( despite her pleads for him not to do it ), james ended up “talking” to him. in high school, stef still had some acne, but she was less awkward than she was in middle school. she went through high school quietly, mostly studying to get ready for medical school. the most fun she had in high school was any time she spent with james because studying was boring, and he was a light in her life. unfortunately, she had to part from her best friend because she went to college to study medicine, and james... well, he wouldn’t tell her where he was going. how did she end up in los santos? stef finished medical school, and through it she kept contact with her james, her best friend ( as mentioned previously ). she found out that he lived in los santos and decided to move there so she could once again be reunited with her best friend. so, she packed her bags and moved to los santos, applying for a hospital job before she signed any papers.
are you in pain? need medical attention from a licensed official? well, you’re not exactly in the right place, but you can get the medical attention you need! stefani sarconi is fresh out of medical school and a nurse at one of the hospitals in los santos. although she may not me an official doctor, she studied to be a surgeon & is well qualified for anything medical ( except maybe making medicine )! if you put all your trust on her, she’ll make sure you won’t regret it and she’ll do her best to make sure you leave the facility healed and ready for a new day! and don’t worry, if you’re into some shady business, she’s not too far from that tree. if you need a nurse quickly, be sure to hit the like/reblog button so she knows to keep an eye out for you! // indie&selective gta based stefani sarconi from the creatures, personals do not reblog. credit to @worldruin for the graphic.
the sight before her was one she had never seen or expected to see in her life. bodies laid lifeless, some colorless, on the ground, accompanied by pools of blood. there was only so much red someone would see in their life. stef hoped that this would be the most of it. there were probably twenty to thirty bodies on the ground, all of which she didn’t recognize. some relief washed over her, at least it wasn’t them. at least it wasn’t her best friend, james. at least it wasn’t the crew he was in. at least it wasn’t him. him, the man with a tall stature and scowling face, jordan ( or also known as kootra ).
the next few things that happened were a blur. she heard a gunshot, and suddenly she was on the ground, an excruciating pain in her left leg. she tried to push herself up, hands on the ground, using all the force she could muster up. however, the moment she tried to stand up, her leg gave in. she noticed the wound then, the fresh drops of blood leaving her body and touching the ground. frozen, lost, and confused, she heard another gunshot ring out. was she getting shot again? would she die here?
she looked towards the sound this time, watching a man’s body fall to the floor, behind him was the killer, she presumed. fear washed over her, wishing she didn’t look at the man’s face, wishing she didn’t know who just killed the new lifeless body on the ground. it was him, and before she could do anything, a shriek left her throat, scrambling for her hands covering her mouth.
Documentist: Stefani
