MOVED TO FANTASMAZ.

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starting from scratch. feel free to follow @fantasmaz.

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starting from scratch. feel free to follow @fantasmaz.

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# KILLDFAME   :   a study in marketable trauma, the obsession with tragedy, and being just a little troubled. inspired by evil dead, sleepaway camp, and scream. loved                   and tormented                   by dk. 

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#   FANTASMAZ   :   a mutuals - only multi - muse, inspired by metal, horror, dungeons & dragons, and hockey   …   for some reason. with canon   &&   original muses from stranger things, topgun, deadly class   +   more                   loved by dee.

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starting from scratch. feel free to follow @fantasmaz.

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hi guys i'm here i'm alive i just haven't caught a single break ever hehe <3 been super busy and feeling overwhelmed so i've been once aggain mia from here and disc, but i'll be returning soon <3333

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News & Paparazzi starters

“They want to ask you questions about what?”

“It’s not my business to share your story, I told them I didn’t have a comment.”

“Turn on the TV. Any channel.”

“They write such junk about you/me/us.”

“Did you leak it?”

“Hi, I’m [name]. I think the news thinks we’re meant to be nemeses.”

“How did they get a hold of that?”

“They’ve got footage of [event]. I’m sorry.”

“You’re not the way the papers say you are.”

“The things they’re saying - is it true?”

“[Name], you should see this.”

“I don’t care what some reporter has to say about you.”

“You didn’t tell them.”

“Anything for a soundbite, huh?”

“So what was it, you wanted your fifteen minutes of fame?”

“You don’t have to be here. They’ll harass you, too.”

“I want to be here.”

“Just keep walking. Don’t answer any questions. They’ll call your name, don’t look up.”

“You’re different, in person.”

“This is going to sound stupid, but I thought you’d be taller.”

“I don’t usually decide what I think about someone before I’ve even met them.”

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Good morning just had the longest 48 hours OF MY LIFE and now I have the worst hangover I’ve ever had let’s get this bread

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ok what about a final girl (gender neutral) server. what then. would any of u guys be interested.

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ok fine. my final boy is ready 2 go @killfamed !!! follow + send me things <3

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ok fine. my final boy is ready 2 go @killfamed !!! follow + send me things <3

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HHRGRRRRRR camp counselor final boy who escapes and ends up becoming famous and does a bunch of press shit but is so tired of it but then ends up being targeted by a copy cat killer. With blanks fc.

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listen.

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who am i besides a guy who wants to write nothing but hockey players, demons, werewolves, and cowboys. who.

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“ what the hell are you talking about ? ”                   @axeattitude

“       was i   ...   was i not clear   ?       ”   a genuine question, though the answer is incredibly clear. it’s very characteristic : going on a wild tangent, adding in useless details, going back and forth in a timeline, and getting distracted by explaining some other lore that may or may not help the main narrative. there’s only so many times he can bring up the ‘ hotel room butter fiasco ’ or ‘ that one time in 1987 with the guy from hanoi rocks ’ or ‘ when someone somehow set the pool on fire ’ before it all becomes nonsense. he’s lived to tell each tale, but he doesn’t tell them very eloquently.       “       the rainbow room   ?   ever been   ?   sunset strip   ?       ”   no, josey. probably not. no one has unironically gone there in half a century, if it’s even a thing anymore. anyone who made that their haunt is dead. dead, and most likely holed up in the second ring of hell, snorting mountains of neon cocaine and having endless luck at the casino.   “       yeah, that whole thing happened there. and ozzy was there too   !!!   he’s such a cool dude. but i wish the thing with the spaghetti and blowtorch didn’t ruin the whole vibe.       ”

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HHRGRRRRRR camp counselor final boy who escapes and ends up becoming famous and does a bunch of press shit but is so tired of it but then ends up being targeted by a copy cat killer. With blanks fc.

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“ i don’t know, i have this really bad feeling. ”                   @ins1sts

a sigh.   it’s been there for so long   :  that sinking feeling in her stomach, knowing something isn’t right. an intuition that everyone ignores. it hurts enough that it could be tangible. an attempt to let go of that pressure, exhaled through the smoke of a cigarette she fished out of a makeshift ashtray. already half smoked, stale, found in a tin can behind one of hawkins’ only dives, but it’s enough.              “       yeah   ...   me too,       ”   and it hangs over them like a dark cloud. the curse is so real, so evil, so heavy, but it feels like no one else in this town has half the brain to recognize it. discomfort. it needs to be released.   expelled.   hands fidget with the fabric of her flannel, dropping ash onto her clothes.   “       shit. i wanna say things will be alright but, if i’m being honest, dude   ?   i don’t think anything’s alright. i’m not gonna lie to you or myself.       ”

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“ you have no idea who i am, do you ? ”                   @immortalitae

“       no ... not quite,       ”   a voice marred by cigarettes and alcohol, deep and scratchy around the edges. faint jersey accent, with a hint of a sneer. even though monotonous and just a bit cold, there’s no malice behind the vampire’s eyes                   darcy just cocks an eyebrow, while scanning the other momentarily. a shame. she would like to know him.   ‘ motherfucker is beautiful, ’   she muses.   “       am i supposed to know you   ?       ”