sorry I haven’t had time for this blog. It’s my final month of this semester, so I’m trying to get a million things done at once. Hopefully when the school year ends, I can come on a lot more !! and develop James further.
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sorry I haven’t had time for this blog. It’s my final month of this semester, so I’m trying to get a million things done at once. Hopefully when the school year ends, I can come on a lot more !! and develop James further.
SEVEN PSYCHOPATHS SENTENCE STARTERS.
❝ What the hell happened? ❞
❝ I set the car on fire. ❞
❝ You’re gorgeous. ❞
❝ It’s their blood. ❞
❝ Where are your guns? ❞
❝ You’re better than me. ❞
❝ Put your hands up! ❞
❝ You’re fucked from birth. ❞
❝ Are you pissed at me, baby? ❞
❝ Why would I be pissed at you? ❞
❝ Of course we’re friends.❞
❝ Come with me. Please. ❞
❝ I wanna jump inside your pants. ❞
❝ Are you looking at something? ❞
❝ Why did you kill all of those people? ❞
❝ What’s with your sour fucking puss? ❞
❝ Are we gonna have a peyote party? ❞
❝ Friends don’t make their friends die. ❞
❝ Are you nervous because we’re killing a chick? ❞
❝ I’m going to be over to kill you on Tuesday. ❞
❝ Maybe the world just doesn’t understand you. ❞
❝ Poodles always look like they’ve been crying. ❞
❝ We all gotta dream, don’t we? ❞
❝ Have some pride in yourself. ❞
❝ Fuck the cops! Fuck them! ❞
❝ You ever shoot a guy in his eyeball? ❞
❝ Sorry if I haven’t been a very good friend to you. ❞
❝ Don’t ever say I never do anything for you. ❞
❝ Seriously, just fuck off! I’m not in the fucking mood! ❞
❝ I stabbed a guy in the ear once. Ice pick, right in his fucking ear. ❞
❝ You think I’m not serious just because I carry a rabbit? ❞
❝ Are you out of your alcoholic fucking mind? ❞
❝ You’ve eaten too many hallucinogenic cactuses tonight, [ name. ]❞
❝ I don’t have a drinking problem. I just like drinking. ❞
❝ Sorry for hitting you in the face so hard. ❞
❝ Sometimes I think God’s gone crazy. ❞
❝ No shoot-outs, no pay-outs. Just human beings talking. ❞
❝ You might want to stop drinking if this is how you’re gonna behave. ❞
❝ It’s impossible for someone’s head to actually explode, isn’t it? ❞
❝ When are you gonna get a job that’s not just stealing from people? ❞
❝ This guy just telephoned a psycho-killer to come psycho-kill us! ❞
❝ God loves us. I know it. He’s just got a funny way of showing it sometimes. ❞
❝ I didn’t mean to break his nose. His nose was just in the middle of where I was punching. ❞
CRAZY GIRL.
❝I don’t remember ANYTHING,❞ another slate wiped after a brutal kill. She knows that blood splatters her skin, she knows that everything went black after 9 pm, but as far as her memory stretches—that’s it. ❝Can you help me, sir?❞
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❛ With? ❜ He didn’t think she was intelligent. The blood splatters were enough to indicate she had been witness, or the perpetrator of something he should keep his business away from. As far as James knew, her memory would come flooding back to mention the boy with brown hair and a devious smile when constables questioned her.
the number one problem with playing james is that I have to go through the episodes in order to make his icons...and icons are my aesthetic...I just can’t convince myself to sit down and make a bunch because I change my icon style so often. i’m literally on the wrong account to make icons rn though, so expect responses when I finally switch back !!
FALLON.
“N – no, no, no, no… NO.” Fallon was babbling incoherently. Of course the blonde could hear what he was saying – she could hear everything – she could feel everything. The rage was still coursing through her body like a drug, the hunger that the beast inside of her required. She killed him. This was all her fault. She was a monster. “S-Shut up – just – just please SHUT UP.” The young werewolf choked.
❛ Surely you knew the full potential of your strength. ❜ he’s taunting, but even so, he’s trying to subside the smile he’s displayed. He’s cautious now that he’s seen how anger could poison her system ; how she’ll turn on him and end his life if he’s not careful. ❛ I can help you –– if you stop telling me to shut up –– such a couple of crude words. Just ask. ❜
❛ revive him?? the poor bastard is dead. ❜ the sight of a man, only a few years older than himself , laying in a pool of his own blood should be the last thing hilarious to him. but a twitching smile was evident across his features –– especially when he looked up at the one who had done it. james’ hands were clean of this crime ; he was only a witness. ❛ thank god i’ve never kissed you. you’ve got the kiss of death, or something. ❜
NATALIA.
Natalia had taken notice of the other sleeping in the one seater sofa. Their arm resting on the armrest while their cheek rest against their knuckles. They look peaceful and she did not want to disturb them in any way, but the soft chuckling was unstoppable, and when their eyes opened to meet her’s, she sucked in her bottom lip and chewed on it while smiling a smile that showed the happiness in her brown eyes,
“Havin’ a good nap?” The Hungarian native spoke kindly.
He can’t remember the last time he had slept for longer than a couple of hours. As much as he adored the thought of education and expanding his mind , school had reduced him to nothing more than purple hues under his eyes and naps in unfamiliar places.
❛ It was good until you arrived, ❜ he muttered. With a throbbing head, he couldn’t catch the bitterness being laced around the words in time. After a slow push up from the slouched position he had slid into, his mind had cleared enough to try and salvage the conversation. ❛ It’s good you’re here, though. Who else would tell me if I have drool on my face, right? ❜