one of those small towns.

josephine "jo" clarke. daughter. sister. teacher. still alive.

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kira was making his way to the shop, walking as betty was still in the shop where he left her, transmission screwed up and everything. he caught sight of jo before he saw what had happened. his smile quickly faded as he rushed to her side, looking at the mess. “shit just keeps getting crazier…” he mumbled, mostly to himself. his eyes caught sight of a car in the parking lot, tires slashed. he shook his head and ran a hand through the messy curls atop his head.

“why chatwin’s though? this doesn’t make any sense…” he said, looking at jo with a sigh.

Jo shook her head in disbelief, the little bit of determination and strength she had when she woke up this morning already extinguished. Maybe she should have just stayed home in bed instead.

" I think somebody out there is hurting and doesn't know how to do anything other than hurt back." She said sadly."I don't blame them, I just wish, I wish-" Jo trailed off for a moment trying to remember what was supposed to come after that thought, frustration filling her whole body but she pushed it down.

"Nevermind." She said,giving a weak smile in an attempt to hide her frustration. "How's everything with you? Repairs still keeping you busy?"

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SOMEONE HELP MEEE

HOW DO I REBLOG REPLIES NOW THAT EDITABLE REBLOGS DOESN’T WORK

I ALREADY WENT BACK TO THE OLD DASH 

DAMMIT TUMBLR

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Hello! I'll be semi flooding the dash with replies today! If we haven't plotted yet,like this and I will come to you! In case you don't know I'm admin j the cindy kimberly mascot on the main :)

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Hi! I'm behind on my replies but I'd really to plot with everyone! Hit me up!

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One gallon of milk, two cartons of eggs one pound of dog food, one gallon of milk, two cartons of eggs, one pound of dog food. Jo repeated to herself as she made her way slowly to Chatwin’s. She left a note for Daisy of where she was going, hoping she’d get back in time before she woke up.She didn’t want to worry anyone and this early in the morning there wasn’t anyone out to ask her questions, point at her still healing face, give her sympathetic looks.

 If she could just stay focused, it would all be okay, everything would be okay.  She almost believed in her own words as she rounded the corner in front of the grocery store, freezing in front of the storefront, dropping the list on the ground as she took in the shattered glass and police tape.

“ Why would someone do this?” She wondered aloud, feeling shaky. “It’s just a grocery store.” 

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If we haven't plotted yet PLS COME TO MEEEE

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Is anyone else getting an error screen on tumblr or is it just me?

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{VICTORIA PEDRETTI, FEMALE,SHE/HER} Way out here in The Ozarks, I’d never expect to find  JO CLARKE, the TWENTY-SEVEN year old TEACHER at VERITAS ELEMENTARY SCHOOL. On the afternoon of September 4th, SHE was WALKING HER DOG but I’m not sure I believe a word they say. Let’s hope they stay safe. (J, 21+, EST)

hey everyone I’m admin J or admin jane I answer to both and I’m so excited to have this rp up and running again, I’m so happy right now.  Enough of my babbling, I’d love to plot with all of you and here’s some stuff  about jo :)

josephine “jo” clarke is one of five siblings and has lived in veritas her whole life. she’s the daughter of ethan clarke, a track star who turned into a monster after he lost his glory. her mother and her siblings ( all except for one are open bring them all!) constantly lived with friends and family to try and get away from ethan. he would always come back into their lives and promise he was a changed man but like clockwork, he’d hurt them all again. 

after they moved in with her mother’s younger brother ( also a wc!), things started to get better for jo. she became more open, made friends,and discovered her love of books and learning.  she knew she wanted to be a teacher in the third grade and worked two jobs so she could put herself through community college and then teach fifth grade at veritas elementary school. 

ethan was always her weak spot and against the wishes of her family, she would give him money and try to get him help until it became too much for her and she finally cut him off.  around that time she met her boyfriend (another wc who knew? not me) ,a town misfit who was always on the wrong side of the law. she fell in love with him despite his troubles and believed he would find his way back to being a good man ( alexa play you should be sad by halsey) and they would live happily ever after.

she loves dogs and had a habit of befriending strays much to the annoyance of her family. her dog pongo is everything to her, he was the first thing she bought that was her own and where she went pongo went.

after the first murder, jo was concerned more for her students safety then her own,making sure every one of her kids was okay at home and safe. she thought his death would be a one horrible event that might have turned out to be an accident.

when her father died she was heartbroken and guilty that she didn’t try harder to help him yet somewhat relieved that the person who had been such a dark thing in her family’s lives was finally gone. 

A few days after Christmas, she was walking Pongo in the middle of the afternoon when she was hit in the back of the head. all she remembered from that was pongo barking at someone she couldn’t see. wherever the killer took her was dark and damp and the entire time they tortured her she never saw their face.

she was probably one of the last to be discharged from the hospital, her injuries were pretty bad and she has short term memory loss due to being hit in the head. she has blackouts and if not watched, tends to wander out in town. needless to say she’s not okay.

she hates being a burden and is frustrated that she can’t go back to her normal life. she wants the killer found so no one else will have to go through what they all did.

wanted connections:

the rest of her family and her boyfriend ( both descriptions on the main.)

her best friend

high school friends

her neighbor

parents of her students

exes

anything I just want to plot okay!

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I feel a bit clearer now. Everything’s been out of order ― time, I mean. I thought for so long that time was like a line, that our moments were laid out like dominoes, and that they fell, one into another. And on it went, just days tipping, one into the next, into the next, in a long line between the beginning… and the end. But I was wrong ― it’s not like that at all. Our moments fall around us like rain. Or… the snow. Or confetti.

Victoria Pedretti as Eleanor Crain in The Haunting of Hill House (2018)

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