Hardcore parkour, bITCH!

❝I'm fine.❞ Narrator voice: She was not fine. Adopted from Reilly, written by Cecil. tracks the tags: immortalitycxrsed

[immortalitycxrsed]

thickcrskiin:

   her eyes may have fallen shut at the feeling of fingers in her hair, but her brows still seemed to stay furrowed in frustration with her ever-present frown. not being really happy seemed to be a common theme between herself and others she’d known.

       “logically, iknow he’ll never be happy. and logically i know it’s nobody’s fault but his own. but i still can’t help but feel that twinge of guilt—- ‘cause he says i don’t care, and that i just decided he wasn’t worth it anymore.” in reality, it had been more like she’d decided she valued herself more and that she deserved better. but some part deep inside of herself hat still cared for him in some part still wouldn’t stop with the guilt. a small smile seemed to pass across her lips, however, at kennie’s words– a small one, but it was there nonetheless. 

         “….gay. but i do appreciate it. i’m just…so tired all the time. i don’t have the energy to fight him physically, but he just pisses me off so much now. every time he shows up, i just wanna…punch him, or something. but he’s got a new mom now, and she’s doing everything she can on her end to keep him in line, too, so– that’s nice, i guess.”

“He’s a toxic, manipulative sack of crap, of course he’d say that. That’s how assholes like him work. They make you feel bad for not wanting t’be hurt anymore because they think they’re the center of the universe, and that your happiness can only come from them. But that’s a load of barnacles.” her lips twitched up a bit seeing she’d caused a smile.

“And I'm an actual, real life Gay, so that shouldn’t be surprising,” she softly caressed the side of Jan’s face before going back to play with her hair. “You deserve all the happiness in the world, sweetheart. Not a lack of it.”

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@thickcrskiin continued from HERE:

      she didn’t mind platonic kisses, and honestly, she probably needed it after everything that had been going down. if she wasn’t careful, she would have wound up punching a wall because of her ex and end up breaking her hand– and considering how much it hurt when she broke her toe in high school, she couldn’t imagine how much worse it would be if it was her hand instead.

           so as soon as she felt the kiss to her temple, that was the point when she let out a quiet groan and allowed herself to fall onto her side in kennie’s lap.

                  “i shouldn’t start fights with demons. but goddamn, do they make me mad.”

She fell easily into playing with Jan’s hair, “demons can be real dicks. All thinkin’ they don’t have any other choice that isn’t bullfuckery. A lot of ‘em will never be satisfied. Ky? In the unlikely event he got the throne or some shit,” she snorted at the thought, “like seriously as if. He wouldn’t be happy. The douche’ll never get gratification. He’ll always want somethin' more and that’s a void he’ll never be able t’fill. Cursed with inevitable failure. Ha, what a loser. Can’t help but pity the guy. Could’ve had you, and you’re everything, Jan.” Kennie, that was just a little gay.

[therpmemes]

                          high school musical → starters

slightly edited in some cases to work for rp purposes. feel free to change phrasing or pronouns to fit your muse(s)!

❝ Anything can happen, when you take a chance. ❞

❝ Something has changed. ❞

❝ This could be the start of something new. ❞

❝ Do you remember in kindergarten how you’d meet a kid and know nothing about them, then 10 seconds later you’re playing like you’re best friends, because you didn’t have to be anything but yourself? ❞

❝ If _____ can tell his secret, then I’m coming clean. ❞ 

❝ We need to save our show from people who don’t know the difference between a Tony Award and Tony Hawk. ❞ 

❝ Keep your head in the game. ❞ 

❝ These cookies are genius. The best things I’ve ever tasted. Will you make some more for me? ❞ 

❝ It’s cool coming here and being… whoever I wanna be. ❞ 

❝ I told you not to do the jazz square. ❞ 

❝ It’s a crowd favorite, everyone loves a good jazz square. ❞ 

❝ _____ is not important. I’ll forget about her/him/them. ❞ 

❝ Did you ever think that maybe I could be both? ❞ 

❝ That was… very disturbing. Go see a counselor. ❞ 

❝ Someday you guys might thank me for this. Or not.. ❞ 

❝ I guess I don’t know how to speak cheerleader. ❞ 

❝ I guess the ice princess has come back from the North Pole. ❞ 

❝ Maybe we’re being Punk’d! ❞ 

❝ You’re a cool guy, _____. But not for the reasons your friends think. ❞ 

❝ Did you ever feel like there was a whole other person inside you just looking for a way to come out? ❞ 

❝ No, no, I’m not afraid. I’m just… scared. ❞ 

❝ Did you ever think about trying something new, but were afraid of what your friends might think? ❞ 

❝ Ugh, behold the zoo animals heralding in the new year. How tribal. ❞ 

❝ There are a lot of supporting roles in this show, I’m sure we could find something for you. ❞ 

❝ I wouldn’t think “impossible” was even in your vocabulary. ❞ 

❝ You do not offer direction, suggestion, or commentary! ❞ 

❝ I thought you were my friends! Win together, lose together. ❞ 

❝ It’s hard to believe that I couldn’t see you were always there beside me. ❞ 

❝ I’ve never had someone that knows me like you do. ❞ 

❝ I’ve never had someone as good for me as you. ❞ 

❝ Is that even legal? ❞ 

❝ This is not what I planned. ❞ 

❝ I can’t have people staring at me! I really can’t! ❞ 

❝ Why did I let myself believe miracles could happen? ❞ 

❝ Now I have to pretend that I don’t really care. ❞

❝ I thought you were my fairytale. ❞

❝ I confused my feelings with the truth. ❞

❝ Dreams are meant for sleeping. ❞

❝ I can’t believe that I could be so blind. ❞

❝ It’s like you were floating, while I was falling. ❞

❝ I thought you felt it too. ❞

❝ Anything it takes to climb the ladder of success. ❞

❝ The world can see us in a way that different than who we are. ❞

❝ Everyone is special in their own way. ❞

❝ We’re different in a good way. ❞

❝ We’re all in this together. ❞

❝ You never see it coming and suddenly it’s real. ❞

❝ All things change when you don’t expect them to. ❞

❝ I can’t take my eyes off of you. ❞

❝ I know you feel the same way, too. ❞

❝ You’re the only one I see. ❞ 

[immortalitycxrsed]

vvitchiisms:

      ❝ i wasn’t planning on it, but thanks for the warning, i guess. ❞ her       earlier hostility is starting to wear off, she’d almost be tempted to       say she likes this strange girl. now seems as good a time as any       to actually introduce herself. ❝ i’m angharad, by the way. but       hattie works fine if you can’t pronounce it. ❞

“It’s advice I wish someone would’ve given to me before that point. I thought he was crazy because I didn’t believe in them before I became one of them,” she shrugged again. There wasn’t much she could do about it for the time being. She could be bitter about it again later.

“Ah so you saying that a minute ago was actually your name. Wasn’t sure. Angharad,” hopefully she hadn’t butchered that. “I like it. Hattie is easier, though.”

[immortalitycxrsed]

vvitchiisms:

      ❝ good and bad are subjective, ❞ she says with a shrug. people say       her da’s a good man, they applaud him and hold him on a pedestal,       even though he’s killed a man before. and yet they ostracise       murderers… it’s never made sense to her, but she’s glad it makes       her da happy. ❝ angharad. ❞ had she fully made up her mind on the       other, she might have offered her hand to shake, but it stays firmly in       place at her side for now. ❝ why are you so old? ❞

“I dunno. I just decided one day I wasn’t gonna die. I said no thanks, I’ll pass. And here I am,” Kennie, please. “Kidding. I, uh, I fucked up. I pissed a thing off. Moral of the story is don’t fuck with immortals because they’ll fuck with you back if they’re bitter enough.” She’d tried to find him again to maybe have him reverse it, but she’d had no luck in finding him, and no luck in figuring out how to go about that anyway.

[immortalitycxrsed]

vvitchiisms:

      ❝ it’s hard to explain. let me just… ❞ she trails off, closing her eyes to       better concentrate on the uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach,       and on the source of that hesitance. brows twitch as she tries to       come up with her answer, teeth sinking gently into her bottom lip.       ❝ you feel… i don’t know, you feel old. older than you should be. but       like i said, i’m not very good with auras, ❞ she says, opening her eyes       again.

She was almost anxious about the answer. She’d come to understand that she felt really off to people more often than not. Evil to some, even. Not always what she wanted to hear. “Well at least you didn’t say something bad. You’re not wrong. I’m not young anymore. I look younger than you, but I’m almost 230 years old. Eternal baby face, I guess. Not bad. I’m Kennie.”

[immortalitycxrsed]

"Humans always have been and always will be cowards. They can hide behind their fears and claims of our terrible deeds, but its all the same." a low growl at the thoughts, shaking her head, "Good thing its easy to find each other. You reek of cat, and I doubt I smell too dandy to you either."

“They act like other humans haven’t done disgusting things all by themselves without being something else. But when you say that to ‘em they get so defensive like those are just exceptions to humanity, like they aren’t naturally capable of horrible violence, while that’s all we’re capable of. But look at what they do to themselves all the time. It’s a bunch of shit. If we were as big of an issue as they like to think, everyone would be dead already.” Kennie shrugged as though to say what can you do?

“But yeah. You kinda smell like a dog to me. Essence of werewolf. But you don’t smell like wet dog so I’ll consider it a win.”

[immortalitycxrsed]

"I feel like beastly creatures are less and less common. Its all about demons and vampires these days. Maybe because they don't have pelts to take as prizes." -Ash

“Unfortunately true. A lot of humans are dumb. They debate the existence of demons and shit. Some believe in them, others don’t. And the concept of vampirism is romantic to them for some reason. But anything,” air quotes, “beastly makes them think that it’s more dangerous. Wild. Out of control. Cursed. People are scared of what they don’t get.”

[immortalitycxrsed]

vvitchiisms:

      there’s a look of disappointment on her face at the confirmation of       the ashy smell, but she’s quick to disguise it. no point letting the       stranger see how uncomfortable with her own nature she is. ❝ you       don’t smell like anything, particularly, ❞ she says, with a gentle       shrug. ❝ my ma and my brother are good with auras, though. i        guess maybe i inherited more of it than i thought. ❞

She tilted her head to the side, “Ah. What's got you feeling uneasy about me aura wise, if I can ask?” she was always curious about what people read off of her if they could. Everyone had something different to say about it. Everyone’s ability to read such things was unique.

[immortalitycxrsed]

vvitchiisms:

      ❝ well, i was raised in wales. it’s bound to be different. ❞ gaze tracks the       movements of the stranger’s fingers, unsure if she’s being taunted or not.       she’s used to being taunted ( despite being the prodigy of the archmage       of wales, apparently being born female is enough to limit her potential )       but people are usually polite enough to learn her name first. ❝ what       mystical smell? my auntie says i smell like ash… ❞

“I dunno. It’s mystical. It’s not s’posed to make sense. There’s ash, but there’s also that smell. Not something humans can smell, so there’s nothing to compare it to,” a half shrug. Most things that weren’t an average human had something about them that could potentially identify them as more if one was looking for it.

“I probably have somethin’ similar. You wouldn’t’ve been so unnerved so quickly otherwise.”

[magicmonstersandmischief]

"You look familiar." //for Steph. Kennie is Nick's best friend. He's probably showed her pictures of Steph and fawned over them.//

“Considering how I look, that probably means we know each other from somewhere.” a smirk, tilting her head slightly. If there were another fat, one eyed, blue haired woman in a jumper walking around, she’d love to meet her.

“I’m Steph, if that rings any bells.”

[immortalitycxrsed]

It did ring a bell. “Oh,” she smiled when she finally placed it the face and the name, “We've got a mutual close friend, apparently. Said friend adores you, by the way. It’s sweet. I’m Kennie. Nice to meet you.”

[immortalitycxrsed]

vvitchiisms:

      ❝ i’m perfectly normal, ❞ she insists, brows tugging closer together as       she frowns. she grew up in a town full of witches; her kind are her       version of normal. it’s everyone else that strikes her as odd. ❝ haven’t       you ever met a witch before? ❞

“Normal was way different where I was raised,” granted, she’d been raised in the 17 and 1800s. There were many things that were normal in this era now, that weren’t normal at all back then. So what did she know? “But that does explain the mystical smell,” sarcastic finger wiggle, “s’been a while since I ran into one.”

[immortalitycxrsed]

vvitchiisms:

      unlike her mother, reading auras has never been a talent of hers.       but even she can feel something radiating off the woman behind       her, and for reasons unknown it makes her skin crawl. she isn’t       often forced to deal with the supernatural, and when she does,       they aren’t usually pleasant. as unnerved as she is, though, her       curiosity is peaked and she has been taught to demand answers.       so she turns sharply on her heel and faces the stranger, brows set       in determination. ❝ what are you? ❞

@immortalityxcursed  ♡‘d for a starter

“Tired,” she deadpanned. That was a strangely common reaction from people and things who could read the weird off of her. Truthfully she didn’t know what she was. She was various things. And none of them had a name when put together. She was her own breed of something else.

“And you,” she took a deep breath in through the nose, “you smell like you’re not entirely normal either. I could ask you the same thing. But I won’t because I have more tact than that, surprisingly.”

[immortalitycxrsed]

❝Of course I trust you.❞

“Perfect. ‘Cause this is gonna be great.”

[rpmemestbh]

Personality Starters

(as requested by anon)

Starters:

❝Why do you have to be so stubborn?❞ 

❝I know you better than you know yourself.❞

❝You don’t have to be so rude.❞

❝You’re so dynamic, that’s what I love about you.❞

❝You need to learn to put yourself first.❞

❝Fuck love.❞

❝Well that was brutally honest.❞

❝Perfectionism only ends in disappointment.❞

❝I have to be perfect.❞

❝You don’t have to act so tough.❞

❝Why do you pretend not to care?❞

❝Don’t you believe in me?❞

❝I don’t think you’re as apathetic as you think you are.❞

❝I love your zest for life.❞

❝You’re really brave.❞

❝That took a lot of courage. Thanks.❞

❝Life really isn’t as great as you make it out to be.❞

❝Life really isn’t as bad as you make it out to be.❞

❝I don’t understand you.❞

❝You don’t understand me.❞

❝I know you’re only mean because people were mean to you but is this really what you want?❞

❝Your smile is contagious.❞

❝Why are you so self-critical?❞

❝Thanks for trusting me.❞

❝Of course I trust you.❞ 

[immortalitycxrsed]

aight like this post for a starter. it may be short. I may use a lyric if I feel it fits. may go through a meme tag and choose a random sentence. could immediately be inspired and know what to do. who knows. But like this for something maybe.

if you wanna plot hit me up. (makes things easier. Especially if we haven’t talked yet.)

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[dear-indies]

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