--- SELFISH ---

ind. 60's oc written by Lawrence

[egoicta-blog]

@traumcs

              "... They aren't mine... a friend of mine. Russo. He left 'em here..."

              He's referring to the magazines she stumbled upon. He could have sworn he had put those back in his room. He could have sworn he did!

              " Damn that Russo you know? Always drunk haha... "

[traumcs-blog]

He could tell her not to apologize every day for the rest of her life and she’d probably only end up apologizing for apologizing too much. Which only makes the situation worse, and of that she would be well aware. It’s probably for the best that he just lets her do it, since it’s one of those habits that have stuck with her since she was very young and– well, it feels like there’s no chance of her growing out of it at this point. She’s too set in her ( very sorry, so sorry, I feel just awful about it! ) ways.

     ‘ You know that has nothing to do with me, ’ she says, fighting back a smile at his kind words. One day, one day she will let somebody thank her for something. But that day is not today. ‘ I’m glad you like it, though. Even if you are getting grease all down your tie– Oh! ’

[egoicta-blog]

              " Oh yeah this burger is like the heav --- my tie?!"

              Quickly does the burger drop to the floor as the man's hand goes toward the tie. It's practically ruined! Tarnished because of a burger that wasn't even that good. He's ready to make a big deal out of it as usual but he turns to look at Peggy and can tell in a second she'd blame herself immediatly for this.

              Something, God that's something he couldn't have.

              " Wow I must be the luckiest man alive! I don't even like this tie y' know I was planning to get rid o' it. "

[citystarlet]

          the young actress glances up, squinting slightly as the sun shines down against green eyes. a brow arches curiously, as rouge lips purse into a soft smile. ❛     why, ask away.    ❜  

[egoicta-blog]

              Grin turns upward and so does he the brim of his hat blocking the sun from his face.

              " Thanks beauty, I was wonderin' you a star or somethin' you've got the entire look o' one. " he's hoping for an entire story something long enough to keep him standing and her talking. Keep eyes off of him.

[traumcs-blog]

      ‘ OK. Now. Hands in the air. Slow. Step back. ’ He moves to go pick up the gun, though makes sure to keep an eye on this guy. Just in case. ‘ What made you think this was good idea? ’

[egoicta-blog]

              Hands slowly make themselves above his head as he grits his own teeth. This was defintly a risky situation but something that needed to be done.

              " Look man hey I came on good faith. Check the gun, hundred percent empty. I just need to talk to whosever in charge, got some information you might wanna hear. "

[traumcs-blog]

@egoicta. starter call - random.

       ‘ You like that hand? Put that down and maybe I let you keep it. ’

[egoicta-blog]

              " What is with you people and hands man --- okay look buddy gun's down. See nice n' easy. Down on the floor. "

[sixshooting-blog]

      ‘ It gonna grow you back your fingers after I shoot ’em off? ’ 

He isn’t going to, for what it’s worth, but he means for his words to be taken seriously, to be taken as a threat. Bishop does not appreciate the sort of folk who try to swindle others, especially in a town as badly done by as this one. It’s been robbed time and time again, razed and abused and robbed some more by the greedy sorts of men who don’t care about other peoples’ lives– monsters, to put it in simple terms. 

Bishop doesn’t hunt these ones down, but he sure as hell stops them when they cross his path. 

             ‘ I’m sorry. That was untoward. My momma, may she rest in piece, raised me better than that. Who am I to tell a man he ain’t been visited by an angel? Could I have a sample? Just a little one, small enough to aid my achin’ bones for a time, just so I know it does as you tell me. And then I will gladly purchase some ’a your fine wares. ’

[egoicta-blog]

              The threat did it's job. Bruce was ready to hightail it out of there once the idea of shooting fingers surfaced. Considering he favored his fingers he'd prefer if he'd kept them. It's only when the beareded man before him apologizes does Bruce shape up.

              He has to remember his words are his bullets.

              " Why I'd knew you come around mister! Good to know! Glad you understand! Superb! Sadly I can't abide by handing out a small sample I've been fooled before! And you know what they say about fools, if you want to try it you'll just have to trust me! I can sell you my smallest and cheapest size if it helps! "

[egoicta-blog]

@porticosdaughter

              " You really said that to him? Really? Like with all your heart n' soul? "

[egoicta-blog]

@citystarlet

              " 'Scuse me 'red hope you don't mind but I've got a quick question for you. " he's got that classic old large smile to give off the look of a kind fellow. Gentleman at best. He's got his hat dipped just slightly more however, for he is using the girl in front of him as more of a shield. A disguise. He can't be seen by those guys at the moment.

[sixshooting-blog]

        ‘ Let me guess– s’gonna cure my ailments? Like Jesus Christ himself put his hands upon me, is that it? Fella, I seen too much to believe you can buy a miracle in a damn bottle from a man in a dirty suit. ’ 

[egoicta-blog]

              " But mistah it does it does! Why I've seen it, why I've lived it! Let me tell you somethin' sir this here oil saved my damn near life! Cornered by a pack of hungry wolves I was and practically eaten alive! Skin and body torn! But it was this oil passed to me by a beautiful blonde woman that saved me!

              An angel! She was an angel! Why mister I'm telling you this is really the work of God almighty himself! I was lucky enough to find a whole bunch of it to share across this great ol' plain of ours!"

              " Shot? The oil can fix it! Tortured by foul men? The oil can fix it! Trust me siree this oil has already saved countless others! "

[egoicta-blog]

everyone's got multi-muses now is this the ne tumblr fad

[sixshooting-blog]

@egoicta.starter call.

         ‘ Try sellin’ me some snake oil, my friend, and we are gonna have some real problems, you’n I. ’

[egoicta-blog]

              Shit!

              " Me? Trying to sell you stuff like that? No no no good sir! Fine man fellow patron! I would never I am a man of good honest work! What we have here is something better than snake oil! "

[egoicta-blog]

@platiinvm

              " Darlin' darlin' darlin'. How'd I know I find your pretty face 'round these parts? "

              It seems as if flirtation is a part of this system core of his bones yet if one was to really know Bruce Johnson then they'd know he's never been with a girl his whole life. Just lies and fabrications, manipulations. It's easier to get along with people ( men especially ) if you brag about how much you've got under your belt.

              " Don't tell me you' one of Ace's girls or something? Bruno's? Pretty penny like yourself definetly one of those guys. "

              He hates those guys. He's got information he could shed right now to anyone that'd ruin them. He's just waiting for that golden opportunity.

[bekahblondie]

“Stranger Things” Sentence Starter Pt 1

“You’ve been playing for ten hours?!”

“We talked about this! You can’t take shifts when I’m working!”

“I think it’s kind of cool. It’s like you have superpowers, or something.”

“Yeah, except I can’t fight evil with it.”

“It was a one-time…..two-time thing.”

“I’ll climb through your window, I’m stealthy. Like a ninja.”

“Mornings are for coffee and contemplation.”

“My mom thought I was on debate team but really I was just screwing girls in the back of my dad’s Oldsmobile.”

“You know, kids are mean. They laugh at him/her/they, pick on him/her/they, make fun of his/hers/their clothes.”

“What did I just say? One at a damn time.”

“No, I won’t. I don’t get scared like that anymore.”

“Yeah, all I know is she’s scared to death. I think she might have been abused or kidnapped.”

“Think he could be hurt? Maybe he walked away?”

“What you think I didn’t check my own house?!”

“Hey, what did I do? What did I do?”

“Galaxies and the universe and whatnot, she/he/they always did good with that. I always thought there was enough going on down here.”

“It’s alright. You sit tight, whoever it is out there I’ll tell them to go away real quick.”

“Sorry again for almost turning you away back there.”

“Don’t do anything stupid.”

“How about every time you get something right I take off a piece of clothing, but every time you get something wrong….”

“Are you crazy!? My parents are here!”

“Was this your plan all along? To get me alone in my room and get another knotch in your belt?”

“I barely even know what’s going on with you. I’m so sorry.”

“No, no, no. You can’t do that to yourself. This is not your fault.”

“I know it. I can feel it, in my heart. You just have to trust me on this, okay?”

“I’m just being realistic, ___!”

“Did you run away? Are you in trouble?”

“She/he/they said no and yes. Your three year old sister can say more!”

“We should tell your mom.”

“Is that real?! Sorry. I’ve just never seen a kid with a tattoo before.”

“You’re saying that that’s not weird?!”

“All I’m saying is it’s an emotional time.”

“Oh, come on. You’re wasting your time!”

“Yeah? Well, cops are good at finding. Stay here.”

“You’re in trouble, aren’t you? Who - who are you in trouble with?”

“Bad? Bad people? They want to hurt you? The bad people?”

“And there was something else, I don’t know. It was - it was some kind of animal. I don’t know.”

“No parents… Big house…”

“A party? It’s Tuesday..”

“Obviously his/her/their stupid plan failed.”

“No way, ___ would never rat us out.”

“Yeah, it’s fun. Come on. Just trust me, alright?”

“This is ridiculous! I’m so sick of it!”

“You shouldn’t like things because people tell you you’re supposed to, okay?”

“I need this phone and I need two weeks advance. And a pack of Camels.”

“I promise. That means something that you can’t break. Ever.”

“I want you to feel like you can talk to me. I never want you to feel like you have to hide stuff from me. I’m here for you.”

“I heard he/she/they were drunk as a skunk and did it on a ten dollar bet.”

“Telling any adults would put us in danger!”

“What kind of danger? ___, what kind of danger?!”

“No, no, no. We’re going back to plan A.”

“Really? Want to check up my ass too?”

“You don’t think I want to see you?”

“Maybe I’ll trade you in for the younger model.”

“Because I don’t want to go by myself. ___, it’s not rocket science. Just tell your parents your staying at my house tonight.”

“We never would have upset you if we knew you had superpowers.”

“What is… friend?”

“A friend is someone you would do anything for.”

“Spit swear - you never break your word. It’s a bond.”

“Friends… they tell each other things. Things that parents don’t know.”

“We can’t park in the driveway! The neighbors might see.”

“You can be like my guardian. Make sure I don’t get drunk and do stupid things.”

“Is that a new bra? Really?”

“Is that supposed to impress me? You are a cliche, you do know that don’t you?”

[egoicta-blog]

              Glad to know the one thing that never changes in all of life is that Vas and Pash are still........ Vas and Pash really.

[egoicta-blog]

traumcs:

Rhys doesn’t know who Hamilton·is but he doesn’t mention it. For starters, it’s entirely fucking unimportant, and secondly he doesn’t want to look like an even bigger idiot than he already does.

· · · ·‘·I don’t want your help. I didn’t ask for it. Either shut up or fuck off.·’

              Did you see that Rhys? Did you see his mouth shoot open in complete and utter shock. Taking the hat off of his head the man drags a single hand down his face. Then in quite the animated clap he eyes the kid.

              " So. Here I am. Offering the best advice a kid your age can get. And you just...deny me? That's cold hearted Rhys. Extremelly cold hearted. "

[traumcs-blog]

       ‘ I’m not insane, ’ he says, defensively so. The word’s a little tough for him to hear, since that’s all people seem to be wanting to call him these days. ‘ And I don’t want your advice. Alright? ’

[egoicta-blog]

              " Yeaaah and I'm not a descendent of Hamilton. Kid come on! You got to be smarter with what you say! Could you imagine if your mother heard you? "

              " Look jus' ... next time say that you're making a book! People will think you're like interesting and like wordly or something you know? I'm just trying to help ya' out of the kindness of my heart!"

[traumcs-blog]

      ‘ Well– I didn’t mean we had to eat here. I just said it was the closest place. ’ 

She’d been under the impression that he was starving hungry and couldn’t wait any longer to get something to eat. Now she’s wondering if she shouldn’t have done a little more searching, if not only to find him something actually decent to eat. A very delicate frown takes its place upon her brow. 

                 ‘ Sorry. ’

[egoicta-blog]

              " Peggs' how many times do I have to tell y' you never have to apologize to me! You know I could never mad at you. Like ever. Not in my whoooooole life! "

              Another bite into his burger leads him to a large smile direted towards her in an attempt to brighten her mood. In the end he really might have to blame himself on this front, as he did walk over to her place and the minute she opened the door the words im starving hungry and I can't wait any longer let's go get some food did come out of his mouth. In reality it was just a ploy to get her out of the house and spending time with him.

              " 'Sides I should be thanking you! This burger is damn near delicious. Just the right amount of cheee and the meat is just superb!. "