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@leadzombie-a-blog
I hate it when people ask “do you trust me” like …don’t call me out like that ……..the answer is no
gingerly places a starter call down here. * note these may be subjected to one - liners for the time being !
how am i supposed to be a zombie? oh, uhm… pretty much be a lifeless ghoul with no soul, dead eyes, scary. did you ever have ms mullen? for english? yeah. kinda like her, but hungry for human flesh. like she wants to turn you into a zombie ‘cause that’s what zombies do.
INDEPENDENT ALICE DAINARD AND JOSEPH ‘ JOE ’ LAMB FROM STEVEN SPIELBERG’S SUPER 8. WRITTEN BY FRANCIS AND WALLY, RESPECTIVELY.
joe loves alice
and alice loves joe? so much? what a coincidence!
@fairheir [ shia voice ] don’t let ur dreams just be dreams..... just Do It
with alice being taken by cooper, she has the imprint that comes along with physical contact with the creature. it’s an imprint that does not fade and keeps her tied to cooper even long after he’s gone. as stated, ‘he is in me, as i am in him’ the imprint is more like a bond. it is unbreakable, but distance weakens it. because of this, alice feels closest with those who survived the attack and came into contact with cooper. the list isn’t long and, for the most part, it’s just her and joe. thus strengthening their own bond after the events of the movie take place. they are mentally linked. they can sense each other’s emotions. sometimes even dream the same dreams. they’re connected. however, the full extent of their abilities is unknown.
‘ my dad can’t know i let you anywhere near the buick, do you understand that? he can’t know. he doesn’t even let me pop the hood on it. but . . . there’s something wrong with it, ’ something they don’t have the money to pay for. ‘ and i can’t figure it out, let alone try and patch it up myself. you know i wouldn’t ask if i didn’t need your help. ’
@ordinarybeauty
‘ so, he got bitten by a... spider? and now he can 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚋 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜? ’ she’s been trying to keep up with all of the boys, but that proves difficult when they’re always talking over one another. it makes her grateful whenever she has the time to spend with them individually. though she’s grown fond of the rowdy group altogether, it gives her the opportunity to listen, really listen. ‘ that doesn’t sound like much a superpower to me. imagine if you woke up one day and you were a spider. ’
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fairheir replied to your post: someone kick my ass into being here more : /
I miss Joe 8(
wE MISS JOE T OO
someone kick my ass into being here more : /
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looks up from where he’s just finished taking an order, glances around the restaurant ( no one else to help her ). takes a step forward, tucking his pen behind his ear, then — ❛ just let me run this order to the kitchen, then i can be of service. ❜ she can wait another five or so minutes purely due to that ATTITUDE.
❛ it took you long enough. ❜ the edge in her voice seems to fade significantly, a bout of relief washing over her, albeit momentarily, knowing that her endeavours would soon be cut short and she could be home before she knew it. after all the time spent standing by the front reception she’d not mind sparing another five minutes. her father, on the other hand, might not take too well to the wait. but alice tries not to think about that. ❛ i'm here to pick up an order. for, uh, dainard. i called in half an hour ago. ❜
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alice making her, at most times, random appearances at the window of joe’s bedroom, was always something welcomed in the lamb household— at least to the boy in question, not so much his father though. so when he hears the { soft tap } of knuckles against against glass, the boy damn near leaps up from the figurine he had just started to paint two days ago, straightening his clothes in the process, and kicking a pair of shorts under his bed.
❛ oh— hey! ❜ he’s trying to hide his excitement, for his own sake, as well as hers while he opens the window. for if jack lamb was in the house ( though he hadn’t made himself known to joe if he was ), there would definitely be an uncomfortable confrontation if he found alice dainard in joe’s bedroom at half past eleven. ❛ yeah, it’s a lima— ❜ moving aside so that she could climb in, and step down from his desk, the circa 1970′s train model lay in several half-constructed pieces, scattered across the top of joe’s bed.
❛ hey, ❜ breathed out with a smile prominent, she watches him unlock the window with a familiar sense of glee she often finds herself beginning to sport around him. alice perches herself against the window, hoisting herself up and climbing in as if it were the most natural thing to her. second nature, almost. differing from the days when she’d still need his hand to help guide her.
landing with a small thud, she pays no mind to the clutter surrounding the room, it’s something she’s come to find quite... homely about it. a distinct trait that she associates with joe, though she’s almost certain she would find no less in the likes of cary or charles’ rooms. carefully tiptoeing around various figurines and textbooks, it doesn’t take long for her attention to be captured by the parts of the train. what she could make of it, at least. ❛ do you mind if i... ? ❜ she gestures toward the bed, more specifically toward the tarnished pieces that she was so eager to analyse.
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❝ ━━━━ A MAN CAN ONLY HAVE so many issues . you live and you learn . or die , in your case . zombies , was it ? ❞ / @leadzombie .
❛ zombies? like the actual thing? undead, flesh - eating zombies? ❜ a laugh is stifled. as if after everything she’s been through that’s the most unplausible of circumstances. ❛ no---- not exactly. i don’t think you’d believe me if i told you. i’m not supposed to tell you, anyway. i’m not supposed to be having this conversation. ❜
She used to look at me… this way, like really look… and I just knew I was there… that I existed.
alice dainard is ur regular grease monkey pass it on
“I know bad things happen. Bad things happen. But you can still live.” — Super 8 (2011) dir. J.J. Abrams
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