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Claire Keane
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@fuckedwiththewrongvirgin-blog
“ —- Jesus Christ. && they call me a psychopath. BUT, no. I won’t stop. You’ll just have to stab me.”
“ ---- That would be a waste of a good butterknife. && the fact that people call you a psychopath really doesn’t make me want to continue this conversation any more than it did a few moments ago. You seem like a complete asshole who is simply finding amusement in goading me to see how I react. ”
‘ Something like that. So do you like scary movies? ‘
‘ It depends on the movie. Most of the films now are just reliant on jump scares and gory effects. I like more psychological suspense movies, I guess. ’
@fuckedwiththewrongvirgin. starter call.
“Disgusting.” What he’s not-so-quietly referring to is the blood coated across his own slender fingers; blood that he HASTENS to wring from his hands and lets meet concrete with an audible liquid sound. “Oh… oh that’s definitely going to stain. Just my fuckin’ luck. New shirt too… You know where a DRY CLEANER is by any chance?”
She had been waiting for her mother to come out from another audition for some television show that she was way too good for, nothing out of the ordinary. Just the average skimming through some school books or letting her gaze just wander as her mind drifted. She snapped back into reality the moment her gaze landed on the sight of blood on a stranger’s hands. Caution caused the girl’s senses to be on high alert as she tried to keep her demeanor even. “The closest is a twenty minute drive from here.”
Send "Shut up." for my character's reaction to yours pushing them against the wall and kissing them.
starter call ;; @weirdxmadxfreak
“ this shit is hilarious! ”
NOT HELPFUL // GODSANGCLS
❛ i’d LOVE to help, but i know jack shit about that kind of stuff. ❜
❛ well that makes TWO of us. ❜
“Well, let’s just hope troubles hadn’t followed you here. - Zoe sighed with a smile, then gestured for her to follow. - Come on, let’s get you inside.” she said, as she walked back towards Miss Robichaux Academy.
“Yeah, I don’t think that’s anything we would need to worry about.” Seeing as she had been the final girl and the only people who had come out of that screen had been her and her friends... wait, where were her friends? They had come out with her, hadn’t they? “There wouldn’t happen to be... four other people who wandered by here before me, were there?”
starter call ;; @psycopxth
“ i swear to god, if you play that stupid sound effect from camp bloodbath one more, i will get one of my aunt pearl’s butterknives and i will stab you in the eye. ”
closed ;; @godsangcls
“ shit-- alright, so, athena came from the head of zeus. right? i have a test coming up on this and i’ve been struggling to get all of this shit. ”
—— the devil has his eye on you @fuckedwiththewrongvirgin
HE’S SIPPING HIS drink lazily, the music falling deaf on his ears– Patrick is spun out of his goddamn mind, so nothing & nobody could bother him right now. a slender, HARD BODY seats herself next to him. he pauses. takes a breath. takes a SIP of his gin & 7up… finally flicks his gaze to settle on her. a hum of contemplation, and Patrick finally swivels his bar stool.
❝ ah, excuse me. this isn’t a LINE, but you look entirely too young to be in an establishment like this one.❞
❝ yeah, well i’m older than i look. ❞
SHOULDERS SAG AS elbows hit the smooth countertop of the bar in front of her, forehead pressed into the palms of her hands. it was something that she had found herself doing, bar hopping after spending time trying to study, trying to preoccupy her mind from all of the shit that seemed to swarm in her subconscious, since THE ACCIDENT. at the bar, Max could be whoever she wanted. there wasn’t a need for drinks, in fact she usually found herself skipping the alcohol and just going to put on a persona, be another person for a few hours. anything to keep her mind away from the dark recesses of her mind. it was the closest she would get to acting, but what she did came naturally. she was her mother’s daughter after all.
“Would you believe me if i said the same to you? - Zoe mirrored the girl, their resemblance was kind of uncanny. - This doesn’t make it less dangerous though.”
“I mean, I don’t think I have much of a choice, do I?” Gaze darted around their surroundings, ears perked for any sign of the familiar sound effect that had been haunting her subconscious since she had broken free from the double feature from hell. “Danger is kinda a normal thing for me recently.”
starter call maybe?
‘ I’m Tate. What about you? ‘
“ Max. Just moving in. Are you the welcoming committee or something? ”
‘ I have my ways. But REALLY, Camp Bloodbath? I mean, isn’t that a little old school? ‘
“ I don’t have to explain myself to you. Who even are you? ”
I hate when people say “survivor”.
Because “Survivor” means that you made it out
And I dont think all of me did.
starter call maybe?
starter call ;; @worldisntsafe
“ would you believe me if i said that i’ve dealt with weirder shit than this? ”
