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N E P H I L I M Anthony "Tony" Ascot half-angel | half-human independent oc rp blog #filstombe

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[ ooc ] i'll do my drafts, one day. ONE DAY.

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"——————————— I’m taking you home. You’re going home."

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"I'm not going anywhere!"

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"You never pull faces like that when you’re sober."

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"But this is my face. You've a problem with that?"

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"You are drunk, asshole.”

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"No, I am not." He is.

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"DO I SOUND DRUNK TO YOU?"

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She slaps his hand away from her hair, a scowl on her face. Not that she didn’t mind but the fact that what they were doing was illegal was deeply troubling her. Morgan began to wonder why she even agreed to his plan. “Jesus Christ, Tony! We don’t even know if the cameras are on! We don’t have ski masks on and they could be recording this conversation. I swear to God, if something goes wrong I am going to kill you.” Cue a roll of her eyes as she gives his shoulder a light punch.

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A smirk plays on his lips as he looks around them. "Nah, no worries. Because I'm not an idiot. 'Course I turned off everything!" he replied triumphantly, a laugh erupting from him as he patted the girl's shoulder. "Jeez, you're so small I bet you can't even do that," he added, walking away from the wall then to the front of a shop. "So putting a mousetrap here; dude's such a shithead to everyone," he muttered, reaching for a mousetrap inside his bag, careful as not to injure himself.

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[ ooc ] i owe: intusamiserit, the-lonely-droplet, and infernalchains. i'm also thinking about reconstructing tony's blog but meh. going offline, see ya later peeps!

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She did not sneak into the mall at midnight just to see you setting up mousetraps on the walls. She’s not even going to ask what the hell you’re doing doing because she knows how much you love doing this kind of stuff. A hand reaches to ruffle her hair before she slaps his shoulder.

                   ”Really, Tony? Really?”

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He puts his hands up in front of her with a look on his face. "Calm down, calm down." he answered, a smirk forming on his lips as he adjusted his jacket. "But really, I think you'd prefer this than us stealing from those jewelry shops, huh?" Anthony added, ruffling her already ruffled hair. "Or . . . do you prefer doing that? C'mon, we've got, like, nine hours before the mall opens,"

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[ ooc ] i think i'm gonna be selective in replying this week because tony's being the lil shit he is again and that's it, i guess. sorry because i know i owe a lot of you.

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[ ooc ] okay so two months have passed and tony still keeps on running away from me so my drafts were left halfway done. i'll be back tomorrow and yeah, thanks for staying with me throughout the hiatus.

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Don't even start by saying that what he's doing is not allowed. He knows that and that's the reason he's doing it. Then there's the fact that he knows you're going to ask him what he was doing before scolding him. 

                   "Don't. Just don't."

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HIATUS UNTIL MARCH 20

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Nightminds | filstombe

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She smiled faintly. “Hm, but which side is the safe side?” It wasn’t really meant for an answer, especially given truthfully the answer was neither side was safer — it was just an absent thought that left her. She didn’t really have a filter for her words when she was tired, they kind of just fell out of her mouth and she couldn’t bring herself to muster any effort to stop them. Ebony settled for hanging her head a little and kicking at the ground.

Unsure as to why she was continuing this conversation. Perhaps because she was already trapped into it by circumstance and she couldn’t find it in herself to be rude and just walk off, ending the conversation there, and perhaps because some part of her wanted to just talk. Now that he mentioned it, yeah, he did look quite sleepless. “If you don’t mind me completely intruding on your nightly habits, is this common for you?” Honestly, she was just curious and a few things about him pointed in that direction. No filter on her thoughts, remember?

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"I don't know. Reckon you'll know it when you go on a walk." replied the hunter, glancing at the woman before shutting his eyes and letting out a sigh. For a moment, he considered walking straight home to hit the sack if sleep had second thoughts of visiting him tonight but seeing where he was, it seemed unlikely. He'd be tired before he reached his room, tired enough to be unable to continue yet not tired enough to fall asleep in the middle of nowhere. Odd but he was an odd being after all. Shaking his head to himself, he decided against his mind's stupid idea.

"I don't think common is enough to describe so. Last time I had a good night's sleep was about a month ago. I don't sleep; I'm not normal." Anthony replied without hesitation, a hand reaching up to rub an eye. It was true anyway and he wasn't really in the mood to lie just to amaze some stranger he just met over a minute ago. And that'd be childish and immature, for him anyway.

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"A guess?" She did not expect it to be one. "Then good guess. What are you, a mind reader?" she asked. "Might as well do so. Guess my name." she answered with a nod of her head.

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No, he was no good at this. It was just a wild random guess after all. A hand reached to ruffle the mess that was his hair as he pondered silently on names. So many names for a female walking down the beach in a dress, barefoot. "Lily? Willow? Amy?" he guessed, eyebrows raised.

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FUCK YOU MAN

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ooc: are there times like you wanna make a starter but you don’t wanna too cause there’ll be consequences?

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