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Independant Gray Mitchell RP

[zxchary-mitchell-deactivated201]

"i'm sorry Zach, nothing's working. Gray's not gonna make it, we'll give you a few minutes alone with him."

Rip out my muse’s heart meme. | ACCEPTING.@grxy-mitchell

“No, no, no. There’s gotta–there’s gotta be SOMETHING you can do to HELP him.” Gaze fell upon the BOY that lie LIFELESSLY on the hospital bed, hands COILING into fists. He couldn’t LOSE his brother–he just COULDN’T. He FAILED Gray. There was NOTHING he could to do SAVE him–to EASE his PAIN in the slightest. He BLAMED himself for the STATE Gray was in, && there was not a thing in the world he could do about it. The woman speaking to Zach merely placed a hand upon his shoulder && gave a REASSURING squeeze before walking out of the room, shutting the door behind her. For a good minute, Zach remained silent, OVERWHELMED with emotions; the woman’s words RINGING in his ears, “Gray isn’t going to make it.”He TENTATIVELY took a seat in the chair beside the bed, hand GINGERLY set ATOP Gray’s own. “..Hey, man. Uh, the doc said nothing’s working. Crazy, huh? Hard to believe that we were just at a park not too long ago && now we’re here.” Eyes shut BRIEFLY, lips pressed FIRMLY together in order to think of what to say next. What are you SUPPOSED to say in this situation? Your sibling is FIXING to die. What do you TELL them? Throat RAN dry && tears FELL free && warm against cheeks, the grasp on Gray’s hand TIGHTENING. “–I love you, man && we’ll ALWAYS be brothers, ok? We’ll ALWAYS come back to one another.”

[twoxblackhearts-deactivated2016]

RIP OUT MY MUSE’S HEART IN 1 ASK.

Go serious, go dark, go full out heartbreaking. PULL AT MY MUSES FEELS

[inboxideas]

".....has died." finish it in my ask.

[grxy-mitchell-blog]

"Please please don't tell Aunt Claire." He whined. "You know this is uncomfortable to describe with the other guy right here but- ugh." He let out. "This buttmunch was making fun of a girl with special needs and I pulled him aside and said it wasn't cool. So he called me some... unflattering names. So I called him some names right back. But then he REALLY got me mad so I punched him I'm so sorry Uncle Owen, I didn't mean to."

[grxy-mitchell-blog]

Gray's eyes wandered to the other in the holding cell and grumbled. "Disorderly conduct and simple assault can you please come get me."

[grxy-mitchell-blog]

@hcndler​ Continued...

He took in a deep breath and spoke calmly. 

"I uh... I got arrested, that's what I did."

[grxy-mitchell-blog]

So here’s the deal for now is I have very little muse so my threads will be kinda here and there. Im gonna drop a lot and for that I’m sorry.

[grxy-mitchell-blog]

Gray extended a hand. “Swear jar, that’s a dollar.” Gray said, smiling when Yondu picked him up. “What kind of fun stuff? Dad doesn’t let me have any fun, he keeps just wanting to do... you know... adult fun stuff with Pops.”

[grxy-mitchell-blog]

He sat up slightly as he listened to the man. "Velociraptors..." He racked his brain, he used to be able to quickly say everything about a dinosaur, from their most known facts to how many teeth one had on average. "Those are... they're the ones with the." He held out his hand and bent one finger to mimic their toe claw. That was the best he could recall for now. "I don't feel lucky." His mother had told him time and time again to stop saying that but he hadn't been able to stop. "Did you know I used to be really smart?"

[poesexual-finn-blog]

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@grxy-mitchell​ Continued from the Amnesia thing…!

“It’s okay, kid. I wouldn’t expect you to,” Owen assures him as he leans against the door frame of Gray’s hospital room. “You and I met at Jurassic World—your aunt asked me to help look for you and your brother when that dinosaur escaped. I dunno if you remember any of that…anyways uh…your aunt wanted me to see how you were doin’ and if you needed anything.” 

[grxy-mitchell-blog]

He tilted his head to the side and listened to the man speak. "You work at Jurassic World?" He asked, his voice hoarse and still somewhat delayed between words. He was working on that still. "Do you know what happened to me?" He asked. "I don't remember... I..." One question spun in his mind that he knew was too rude to ask but he blurted it out anyways. "Are you the one that found him and me? Was it... too late when... you found me?"

[hclpme]

“Show me again the power of the darkness,

                                  and I’ll let nothing stand in our way.”

[grxy-mitchell-blog]

"Remember me?"

A vacant expression remained on the child’s face. Remember me? Those were words he’d been hearing endlessly. Even as time had passed his memories were in and out. Mom, mom was the kind woman who always smiled at him, even when she was crying. He remembered her always being nice, always playing with him. Dad, dad was tall and made a lot of jokes that Gray never could tell were jokes. Since that dinosaur had knocked him around, allegedly, his whole life had been a blur. 

He didn’t even remember how to talk the first week and yet everyone expected him to be able to recall their faces and know exactly who they were. He knew mom, he knew dad, he knew Zach. Though, he didn’t remember much beyond short moments and even those were disconnected. The tall stranger in front of him though he couldn’t even recall as much as a name. 

He was sure he’d never seen this man, which lead for him to swallow back tears. He didn’t want this man to feel bad if Gray couldn’t remember him. It was hard enough watching the woman who was apparently his teacher cry over it. He took a breath and tried for another moment to pull something from his mind, anything, nothing, not a single feature of this man seemed familiar.

“I’m sorry... no.”

[musingmemes]

  ‘start an argument’ starters

“ what in the world is this!? ”

“ i thought i was clear! ”

“ this is why we can’t have nice things! ”

“ do you understand the damage you’ve done here!? ”

“ there’s no coming back from this, ever! ”

“ get away from me! ”

“ i can’t believe you would do this to me! ”

“ i’m not talking about this ANY more. ”

“ i can’t believe you lied to me… again! ”

“ no! just leave me alone! ”

“ i’ve never been more angry at you in my entire life! ”

“ did you seriously think this would be okay? ”

“ forget it! ”

“ i can’t even look at you right now! ”

“ i think you should go. ”

“ i can’t believe you’d do this to me…”

“ you were flirting with them! ”

“ was it worth it? ”

“ i can’t do this anymore! ”

“ you need to pull yourself together. ”

“ i don’t believe you. ”

“ how am i supposed to trust you now? ”

[zxchary-mitchell-deactivated201]

"Remember me?"

Amnesia meme. | ACCEPTING.@grxy-mitchell

He HAD hit his head a LITTLE too hard AGAINST the seat of the gyrosphere. He didn’t have ANY recollection of what occurred in the past twenty four hours. EVERYTHING was all a BLUR. The ONLY thing he DID know was that he was SURROUNDED by nurses && doctors that were INCESSANTLY coming in && out of his room. He had visitors, too, however..he recognized NONE of the faces. The smallest one, supposedly his brother, called himself Gray. What a bizarre name. Why would SOMEONE name THEIR kid after a color? There was a BLONDE woman. Karen, she called herself. Beside her stood a raven-haired man. His name was..SCOTT. They claimed to be his PARENTS. They informed him about the divorce && were quite DISAPPOINTED with the lack of response that was earned. Well–how was he SUPPOSED to react? He didn’t KNOW these people.His FAMILY visited him FREQUENTLY, sure. Albeit by no means did MEMORIES come SWARMING back to him. Despite the boy’s ATTEMPTS at showing him his most PRIZED possessions (his phone, headphones, going as far as playing music he knew Zach LIKED, even), Zach COULDN’T, even if his life DEPENDED on it, remember a SINGLE thing. && the look of DISTRESS on the boy’s face didn’t go UNNOTICED. Perhaps showing Zach some things HE owned would CHANGE things, though he wouldn’t get his HOPES up…The next visit, Gray brought some of his belongings. Start with something SMALL. He HANDED his older brother his VIEWMASTER, a small, hopeful smile stretching onto his lips as Zach went through the slides. Dinosaurs. Ok–what did that INFER? He didn’t FULLY understand. Once he went through ALL of the slides, he returned the viewmaster && gave a shrug of shoulders. “I don’t–I don’t know what that means,” he admitted, head cocked to the side.It SEEMED like no matter what he did, Zach wouldn’t remember ANYTHING. That didn’t NECESSARILY mean he’d give up, however. “–Do you remember me, Zach?” He MENTALLY BRACED himself for the response, throat ALREADY tightening.“No–No, I don’t. Am I supposed to?”  

[rpmemes-galore]

My character has amnesia, and can't remember anyone or themselves. Send, "Remember me?" for their reaction.

[hclpme]

“Show me again the power of the darkness,

                                  and I’ll let nothing stand in our way.”