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IF YOU WERE ALIEN (AN EXTRATERRESTRIAL), TORN IN TWO (MISSING HOME) – - independent selective lars barriga blog. est. 8.22.18

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[gemcptn]

                     please be patient with me i am just so busy

[sleptwithdiamond]

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     ‘ not quite sure what you mean. it’s not too bad, lars. i was just looking               for a date, i ended up  getting matched with the only other pink guy out               there. steven told me about what happened, it’s rough bein’ half dead.

                   honestly, i’m stuck at 22. stuck being young, i’m always yearning -            so i just picked up my phone, used a dating app and they set this up.            no setups, nothin fishy goin’ on.’

         he gave lars a genuine look, if it would come across that way. the two were linked magically, in one’s head and out the other. maybe lars was upset considering it was weird ending up on a date with your friend’s dad, but it’s not like he was much older than lars now. he would always be this age. greg did the best he could to reassure him of that, warm words given to his fellow thrull. sure they were just out here looking for babes and end up bumping into each other - a revived young rocker turned father and his son’s revived friend, but it wasn’t so bad right?

                 ‘ i’ll give it a shot if you will, Lars. but you can leave if you want to. ’

[gemcptn]

                              Uncertainty tugged at the corners of his mouth. While Greg was right- it was difficult being (nearly) the only pink zombie on the block. His family and friends were glad for him to be returned home, safe and sound, but that didn’t change the fact that people tended to stare. Perhaps someone who had a rather bad sunburn looked this rosy, but it was a drastic change compared to how he used to look. 

In a way, his new form was the sole driving force behind his newfound confidence. But.. that was more-so on the space front than interpersonal relationships. He was working on those too, separately. 

Greg was being... really understanding about that kind of thing, right off the bat. And if Steven already knew about all of this? Well.

                            “Fine,”

The first reply gave a pause, and he shifted in his seat in thought. “...But this  isn’t a date.” 

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                        now that i’ve SLIGHTLY broken-in this blog…. like for a starter. (if you’re a multimuse, please specify.) and seeing this is my first starter call, make sure you’ve read my rules. i know when you haven’t. 

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random sentence starters

" Please, help me hide. I gotta get out of here- "

" ...I swear I know you from somewhere. "

" Are you new here? "

" HELP! "

" Just hold on, I'll help you as much as I can. "

" Were you the one who left this here? "

" Uh... What the hell are you doing? "

" Stay away from me! "

" I swear I saw you on the news. Are you really (muse name)? "

" How are you doing that?! "

" This can't be happening. This can't be happening! "

" And here I was thinking this was going to be a normal day. "

" Is this safe? "

" Is this even legal? "

" You can't be serious. "

" Are you going to finish that? "

" What are you doing here so late? "

" No one's supposed to be here. "

" Get out! "

" Are you okay...? "

" I didn't think you'd be here... "

" That's dangerous. Do you even know what you're doing? "

" Can I buy you a coffee? "

" I got this for you. "

" Is this your dog/cat/pet? "

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KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL MAKES WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. TAG THIS WITH THE PEOPLE YOU ENJOY ROLEPLAYING WITH BUT WANT TO GET TO KNOW BETTER.

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BASICS

NAME: lotte AGE: 22 PRONOUNS: she/her ZODIAC SIGN:  aries THREE FACTS: 1. i just graduated with my degree this year 2. my bones ache like an elderly person 3. 90% of my tags are lyrics from musical soundtracks

RP EXPERIENCE

PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: forums, skype, tumblr, discord, kik BEST EXPERIENCE: Tumblr, discord YEARS OF EXPERIENCE: 11

FEMALE OR MALE: male FAVORITE FACECLAIM: i don’t have a favorite LEAST FAVORITE FACE: boi what MUSE’S SEXUALITY: bi WRITING PREFERENCE: wahgt does this mean. basically im gonna write upwards of a paragraph no matter what u send me. i cant contain myself

FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: fluff/angst PLOTS OR MEMES: porque no los dos? AU, CROSSOVER OR CANON: canon/au LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: looooong BEST TIME TO WRITE: usually i’m on in the evenings (EST) ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): yeah but that;s not always a good thing

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 i am........ exhausted from moving so i’m going 2 bed now but!  here’s a few memes i have open & am still willing to write responses to. 

gooooooood night zzzz

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❤ - Our muses go blind/speed dating and happen to find each other // pink greg

accidental/unusual reasons to stick together. // open

                          “Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me !!” 

Being back on the Earth, solid dirt beneath his feet and a loving family there to support him once more, Lars felt more grounded than ever. Not necessarily 100% more confident, but more aware of his own actions, and how they affected others. However, this didn’t stop such a sudden outburst from pouring out of his mouth on impact with the server bringing him to the table he was intended to sit at for a supposed lunch (date? meeting? he never put a label on it, but he was in dire need of more people to socialize with in any context).

“This is a joke, right? I’m being punk’d?” Met face-to-face with none other than Greg Universe, the off-color visibly reeled back in his steps. Turning his eyes to the surprised server, who clearly responded as though they had no clue what was going on, Lars wrinkled his nose and took a deep breath to center his emotions. 

Hardening his brow, he finally slid into the booth across from the other pink figure, and offered a quick thanks toward the server. He didn’t have to accept this idea right off the bat, but at least he wouldn’t allow his anger(confusion?) to cause a scene as he often had done in the past. 

“What..... is going on here?”

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                        “No–- no no no no !!” Shoving open the back door of The Big Donut with a nearly-bursting garbage bag hefted over his shoulder, the teen was met with yet another enormous mess. And the sole culprit at hand was none other than one of Steven’s weird colorful friends, digging through the trash like it was an all-you-can-eat buffet. 

                  “You can’t just come back here and make a mess whenever you want!!” He heaved in frustration, letting the bag in his grip slump to the ground as he approached the dumpster. They didn’t even have to worry about raccoons anymore, now that Amethyst seemed to clear them out of nearly anything and everything they threw out. “I don’t care if you wanna eat the stale food but this...” 

Sighing, he turned from his focus on the dumpster toward the surrounding area, where soggy coffee filters and old tin cans littered the ground. “This is all stuff that Sadie’s gonna have to clean up in the morning, and our boss is gonna end up putting a padlock on the dumpster! Can’t you at least be neat about it?” 

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[gemcptn]

outofthisgxlaxy‌:

In all honesty, they were both pretty amazed by their captain’s latest snag themselves. Sneaking past a gathering of elite citrine guards was one thing, but stealing the infamous Sun Incinerator? Right from under Emerald’s nose? Oh, that was just devious! Not to mention genius.

“Yes, captain,” the rightmost rutile answered first. She and her sister couldn’t say that they’d ever piloted a ship before, but they could manage. How hard could it be?

“We’ll do our best,” the leftmost rutile chimed in.

“I still can’t believe you managed to take this ship. Emerald’s going to be so angry,” the rightmost rutile added. She was still smiling, though. It was so terribly amusing that Lars had succeeded the way he had.

The very least that the teen could have for his crew was strength in confidence. He didn’t have a clue on navigation, or how space technology worked, but what he lacked in gem knowledge, the gems could fill in the spaces. He’d be there for them, so long as they could do the same in return. And so far, they had.

In the end, they only had 2 outcomes: a successful return home, or capture by homeworld, followed by the shattering of his cohorts and the likely torture of himself. In order to get the former, they had to risk the latter. 

...That, and irritating Emerald was so, so funny. It was like she’d never lost before! A wheezy laugh escaped his throat at the very thought. Things were finally looking up for Lars.

                        “Your best is all I ask, guys.” He straightened up, peering at the multitudes of screens in front of the sisters’ seat, as if to observe (despite the fact that he couldn’t read a speck of the symbols littering them). 

“Oh, she’ll be fuming. She’s making it too easy; It just goes to show that if you want something done, you do it yourself. You don’t send 50-something lunkhead Citrines. It’s like they weren’t even looking for us, not even after the last ship we stole!” 

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Zombieland Quote Memes

❝ I’m not great at farewells, so, uh, that’ll do, pig. ❞

❝ Is that how you say hello where you come from? ❞

❝ I’ve never hit a kid before. ❞

❝ It was my bad. I was never a very good practical joker. ❞

❝ So do you have any regrets? ❞

❝ Time to nut up or shut up! ❞

❝ Are you fucking with me? ❞

❝ I hate coconut. Not the taste, the consistency. ❞

❝ Twelve’s the new twenty. ❞

❝ You got taken hostage by a 12 year old? ❞

❝ Don’t kill me with my own gun. ❞

❝ I haven’t cried like that since Titanic. ❞

❝ Let’s play the quiet game. ❞

❝ You see? You just can’t trust anyone. The first girl I let into my life and she tries to eat me. ❞

❝ It’s amazing how quickly things can go from bad to total shit storm. ❞

❝ You are like a giant cock-blocking robot, like, developed in a secret fucking government lab. ❞

❝ You can do anything you want to a man, but do not fuck with his Cadillac! ❞

❝ Where are the fucking Twinkies? ❞

❝ FYI, I have beat wholesale ass for a whole lot less than that. ❞

❝ She’s only famous when she’s Hannah Montana! When she’s wearing the wig! ❞

❝ Oh, this is so exciting, you’re about to learn who you’re gonna call… it’s Ghostbusters. ❞

❝ Poor, fat bastard. ❞

❝ You almost knocked over your alcohol with your knife. ❞

❝ See, I told you we should have gone to Russell Crowe’s! No one listens to me! ❞

❝ Here’s the deal: I’m not easy to get along with, and I’m sensing you’re a bit of a bitch. ❞

❝ Are you one of these guys that tries to one-up everybody else’s story? ❞

❝ You wanna feel how hard I can punch? ❞

❝ Finally got to first base. Not bad for that scrawny little spit-fuck. ❞

❝ Believe it or not, Twinkies have an expiration date. ❞

❝  Hey, a little help with movin’ the couch. We’re makin’ a fort. ❞

❝ Have you ever read that book “She’s Just Not That Into You”? ❞

❝ You have just survived the zombie apocalypse and drove half way across the country… where are you gonna go? ❞

❝ Thank God for rednecks! ❞

❝ You see, that why i don’t let people close, you only get burned. ❞

❝ Where are you, you spongy, yellow, delicious bastards? ❞

❝ Woulda? Coulda? Shoulda? ❞

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               “Unbelievable!”                  The captain paced the inside of the Sun Incinerator’s cabin, making a scene over how impressive their recent snatch from Homeworld forces really managed to be. If anything could get him (and his entire crew!) home, this was the ship for the job. 

                        “I can’t believe how easy that was!” Lars whooped, pumping his fist in their momentary victory. The sheer enormity of the ship dulling his noise, combined with the fact that the Citrine’s guarding it only seemed to patrol outside of the ship itself made great cover, considering they hadn’t actually yanked it out of the hangar yet. 

Taking a collective sigh, he finally turned toward the twins with their most important task up to date. Gesturing toward the spread of controls, he spoke confidently, “Fluorite can get this hunk of metal up and running in no time.  I need you two can get us the heck out of here and on track when that time comes. Can you do that?”