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* ∘ ∙ — misc sentence starters (pt 2)

“give me a fucking break.”

“you’re the bees’ knees”

“i don’t need sex—the government fucks me over every day”

“confusing reality with dreams and having false memories is kinda my thing”

“kinda want a milkshake, kinda wanna fade away”

“what a motherfucker. what a tool.”

“who thinks they can find me & win?”

“eat my ass, spirits”

“i want to punch god in the face”

“rise & grind baby let’s eat today’s ass”

“i-is this allowed?”

“my objective in life is to dethrone god & destroy capitalism”

“excuse me but what the fuck?”

“this is so sad alexa play despacito”

“yeah, i like ass. After School Snacks”

“do i look like i know what a jpeg is”

“whom talking about vore?”

“words can’t hurt me these shades are gucci”

“this ramen is my girlfriend”

“all i do is drink water & be stupid”

“im a brat??? okay and??? i know??? next argument???”

“i’m just gradually becoming a disaster”

“check yourself before you shrek yourself”

“i don’t have to be drunk or high to make bad life descisions”

“aw hell yeah”

“don’t try it, demon”

“the dangers of being too cool: an autobiography”

“man, i can’t go in there. i’ve got all that stuff”

“whoever stole my cactus you’re a piece of shit”

“young, dumb & full of existential dread”

“why is being alive so expensive. i’m not even having a good time”

“oh yeah? i’ve got five words for you. please be nice to me”

“i was late cause i followed this one dog three blocks in the wrong direction”

“hate your job? try astral projection”

“alexa play africa by toto”

“all i can make is cold cereal & maybe toast.”

“i never know what’s going on & i believe it’s very sexy of me to be like that”

“i am very small & i have no money. so you can imagine the kind of stress that i’m under.”

#( INBOX MEMES. )

KYLE - temperheld:

So pleasant and cordial, it would have taken a MONSTER to turn the little brit away, but that was exactly what Kyle intended to do. Actually, he would say, no one really sits with us, and we don’t really want YOU to be the exception. So the seat’s not taken, but it’s still a no.

He’d no sooner OPENED his mouth than Kenny piped up: ❝ No, dude, you’re good. ❞

Great. Kyle exhaled a low sigh while Pip settled in across from him, and then he smiled brightly at him, as if he was as happy he was there as could BE. ❝ You’re Pip, right?? Where’d your mom get that name from? It’s kind of cool, like Tweek. Unique, you know?? ❞

the answer he got made him fill up with joy, even if it wasn’t from the person he was asking. he wasn’t one to question it, though, and if he did-- well, he can’t come up with a situation where’d he be able to bring it up so casually.

the mention of his NAME of all things surprised him quite a bit. of course, he replied right away, hands folded neatly in his lap (no elbows on the table, that’s not how a gentlemen does it!).

“ actually, my name is PHILLIP. pip is a nickname my family gave me when i was young. they said the nickname meant a pain in the ass. “ and there ensues a lighthearted chuckle. “ oh, my parents were such jokesters! “

too bad they’re dead, huh, pip?

#temperheld #( IC. )#( DIALOGUE. )#( MAIN VERSE. )

DAMIEN -- darknessheld:

Another school year, but his final school year. One more, the final move he had to make was here, and he was questioning all the gods he knew of why it had to be South Park? Who would fate such a thing? The moment his snow boots hit the salted the ground- he sighed. Memories of staying in this place for just a week, being farted on, banned from parties- he shook his head as many more students had already arrived before him. Not late but definitely not early.

The floor was an old chipping wood that could use replacing, bleachers hard and nothing had changed since he’d left, while the school seemed frozen, maybe he was going to be a lot luckier and the people would have changed instead. Surely? Damien looked around, spotting a few faces he knew, certain things burning to the front of his mind, and suddenly he felt 10. A child, in a huge room with strangers, but that was the thing, were they exactly strangers? Did any of them remember his face, at least? It was a good question. That's when a distinct pattern of footsteps caught his attention- Who the hell was skipping- Blond hair, gentle features and a bow instead of an actual tie. It takes him a minute, blinking before eyebrows narrowed down. Silence. He wasn’t showing too many welcoming gestures before scooting over to make a little extra room for a small person who probably didn’t need it. How long had it been? Jesus… “I don’t care.”

@expectationsgreat·

it’s like pip never lost his happy-go-lucky attitude from when was so small, face showing pure delight as he sat down. he wasn’t expecting much less than the apathetic response from the other. “ ah, well, i hope i am not much of a bother. “ he would HATE if he was, even if sometimes he didn’t notice he was becoming aggrivating.

those thoughts aside, the cheery blonde turned his head, raising a brow in curiousity. he was glad to see someone from his childhood past, although damien hated him just as much as other kids had. now that he thinks about, maybe sitting with butters or even dougie would’ve been better. but, again, curiousity did kill the cat and he was really pondering what damien has been up to. which follows up to his questioning,

“ so, what have you been doing, hm? “ he hums out, asking as politely as possible.

#long post /#darknessheld #( IC. )#( DIALOGUE. )#( MAIN VERSE. )

📦 A small box with a kitchen knife

Send 📦 + an object for my muse to react to getting that object as a present in the mail.

it was quite odd to open a box from his doorstep, only to see a single kitchen knife of all things placed in there. no return address, either. still, he needed a new one, so maybe it was god blessing him with one…or someone hoaxing him with a murderer’s knife.

either way, pip still put it in his knife block near the stove. he’s just going to let it sit there for a while..

#( IC. )#( ASKS. )#( MAIN VERSE. )#Anonymous

the school assemblies at the beginning of each year were incredibly boring, to an extent of which even pip got tired of having to go them at the start of a new school year. oh, how he was SO looking forward to hearing a story of the school’s history and its rules for the fourth time. one thing he WAS looking very much forward to was graduating, however. he’ll be able to do what he’s always wanted to do- travel the world. first destination? london.

of course, he still had another year until that were to happen. a new year of making friends, studying, going out for hot cocoa with your foster mum, and all the jolly stuff a lad like him should look forward to! the thoughts of all of this and more flooded his head like water overflowing a beach shore as he made his way into the highschool’s airnasium, searching for an empty bleacher. it’s then when he came across a nothing but FAMILIAR face, with the same, mullet-formed, black hair and black sweater. by instinct, pip skips over (as if that’s CASUAL or something)- how splendid it was to see someone he used to know!

“ damien! how splendid it is to see someone i used to know! “ yes, that’s what i just sa...nevermind. “ you wouldn’t mind if i seat here, do you? “

@darknessheld

#darknessheld #( IC. )#( DIALOGUE. )#( MAIN VERSE. )

musesgonnamuse

Send 📦 + an object for my muse to react to getting that object as a present in the mail.

#( INBOX MEMES. )

HEADCANON: PIP’S HEALTH!

He was not crushed by Barbara Streisand, nor did he go and try to talk her out of detroying their town to bits. But, because of the lot of chaos going on during the whole event, he did get hit by a frantic driver who was trying to get out of town. This caused major damage to his ribs, which also took toll on his blood vessels. It was something more serious than his ribs just being cracked, them being broken into seperate pieces. There was a most likely chance he could die.

He did recieve major treatment and the doctor’s found it to be a miracle that he lived. His ribs were still in some pain a little while after, obviously, and every now and then he’ll start having a moment where he can’t breathe as well as normal. He is doing much better now, though. He’s very sensitive near his rib cage, however, and doesn’t feel comfortable if people touch him anywhere near that area, being he’s still haunted by the memory of being hit.

#( im not skilled in the medical field whatsoever so i tried keeping it short and vaugue )#( OOC. )#( HEADCANONS. )#( EXTRA INFO. )

the internet wasn’t something pip usually engaged in, mindset still being stuck all the way in foggy, out-of-date london. the only time he ever did go on his phone was to watch tutorials on hair styling (yes, he does his hair himself-) and some flute or guitar music. it was during his scavenge for guitar melodies in the morning in which he came across an acoustic of some song. not one that he KNEW, specifically, but one he was still was attracted toward nonetheless.

CLICK! and he sat there at his writing desk, eyes looking down toward a familiar face, none other than stan marsh’s. phillip had no such clue that the noirette would grow up to be such a singer! or guitarist, for that matter. oh, how he had to compliment him on it. like said earlier, pip didn’t engage much in social media so...no youtube account, instagram, not a thing; not even ‘ol stanley’s cell number. oh, what a shame that he’ll have to wait until it was time for school to tell him his kind words.

he didn’t think about the possibility of it being awkward until he actually had to do it. might as well take your chances, phillip! blonde, curly and soft locks swing back and forth as he happily made his way over to the other male, smile brighter than the song like usual. ease into it, he thought. being so straightfoward makes people think you’re weird, you know. and stan has found you weird in many instances.

“ why, hello there, stanley! “

@marshson

#marshson #( IC. )#( DIALOGUE. )#( MAIN VERSE. )

expectationsgreat-blog

like this for a starter!

he hasn’t talked to many kids from his old school; not even during highschool, when he saw familiar faces of plenty pop up. pip, while he was friendly and rather social in most instances, liked silent solitude every now and then ⎯ the students from south park elementary, although all grown up now, are the exact opposite of that.

when he entered the lunch room rather late, he found his face turning into a frown of sorts when there were no OPEN seats left for himself to sit. there usually was somewhere he could scrunch himself in, even if it meant he had to sit and eat by someone he didn’t particularly know.

that’s when his eyes dart around and his mouth lets out a sigh of relief, coming to the realization that there is an open seat! finally, he won’t have to worry about sitting near the trashcan for today. he makes his way over, lunch tray full of scraps of other meals they’ve been served, and a medium sized water bottle, still dripping cold. it’s when he’s close that he notices it’s someone he used to know, still sitting with the same group he’s been sitting with since fourth grade ⎯ kyle broflovski. not that he had anything against the redhead, it’s just they never talked..ever. in years. many years.

well, things can change. pip makes himself (hopefully) visible, speaking up in his well-known british accent, ❛ excuse me, but this seat isn’t taken is it? ❜

@temperheld

#( this got...long i apologize )#( IC. )#( DIALOGUE. )#( MAIN VERSE. )

like this for a starter!

#( OOC. )#( STARTER CALL. )

hello, ‘tis i, mocha, here with a good ‘ol blog for my good ‘ol boy, PIP PIRRUP from SOUTH PARK. i would really appreciate a like or a reblog if you’d like to interact! if ya’ do, i’ll check your blog out and most likely follow you! thank you bunches and have a SPLENDID day!

#( OOC. )#( SELF PROMO. )#south park rp #south park roleplay #sp pip #pip pirrup #cartoon rp

pinka-starlight

If all the theories going around about how everyone’s going to die this season turn out to be true I want this to be the final scene of the final episode after they all reunite in Hell.

#( IMAGES. )#( SELF. )#( THE MAIN FOUR. )