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      i said im going on hiatus but ill probably be back here way before my other blogs
      HIATUS NOTICE !!  there is a lot going on for me irl thatâs been keeping me from writing, but more recently there have been some personal issues that have come up and while i try to work through it im going to be stepping away from rp for a couple weeks, just to see how i feel later. itâs very difficult for me to think about writing right now, and i just need a little time.
      JUST WANTED TO DROP IN AND APOLOGIZE FOR THE INACTIVITY  !  iâve been working  constantly  lately so i havenât had much energy to sit down and write,  along with some other irl things that have been keeping my attention away,  but i have tuesday and wednesday off so i will try to use at least one of those days to catch up  !
      SHE MOVES QUIETLY OUT THE DOOR OF HER HOTEL ROOM, CAREFUL NOT TO WAKE THE OTHERS SHE PASSED THEIR ROOMS,  as if they could hear her, more out of instinct than anything else. she was a runaway, they all knew, and was prone to disappearing randomly into the night, the first time they must have thought she was abandoning their mission, but sheâd always returned in time for checkout. she was a restless soul, she couldnât bear to stay in one place for long, and when her thoughts kept her awake, she wandered.
      she stops just outside the hotelâs back entrance, jumping slightly in surprise to see jotaro there. she was still unsure of how to approach him, the others had been easy enough to bond with, but he was near impossible to read, still she changes course, moving to lean against the wall nearest to him  â   itâs pretty late, âthought youâd be dead asleep by now  â  an awkward attempt at conversation, but nevertheless she persists   â   dâyou have a smoke i can borrow ? i lost mine on the ship  â
@sparsiledâ  /  sc
Send me â§ for me to generate a scenario for our muses
Using THIS generator. .
      i fully intended to write this weekend, but some ooc things came up and i wasnât able to get anything done, iâm going to try my best either tomorrow or tuesday !
      STARTER CALL !  lengths will vary.
      STARTER CALL !  lengths will vary.
DO YOU LIKE BOYS WHO ARE GAMERS AND IS SWEET , BUT VIOLENT ? WELL , DO I HAVE A BLOG FOR YOU !
low activity / hc based kakyoin of jjba penned by esti tracking: #hierophntt
LEON KENNEDY .
â   yeah, well    â    it'd go a hell of a lot faster even if you only gave me the slightest clue as to what's going on,   â   leon snaps back, a brief moment of his frustrations getting the better of him. but it's understandable given the situation, of what he's suddenly been thrust into.  what started as an investigation into these so - called mind - controlling  â  flesh buds  â  had developed  âŠÂ  far beyond reality and reason within the last thirty - four hours. arrow, stands, dio, vampire   â   he doesn't have any damn idea about what any of it means, but he's in the thick of it now.
he turns to his own bag, offering a quick apology before zipping it shut. he packs light, but everything they could ever need was in this bag    â    with the exception of his radio. at irene's insistence, leon had reluctantly agreed to not contact hunnigan to inform strategic command of anything beyond the scope of his mission.
  â   the nearest pay - phone's down the street  âŠÂ  so if you're expecting us to run into trouble, i need to know now.   â
      SHE DOESNâT LIKE HIS TONE, BUT HIS APOLOGY IS ENOUGH FOR HER TO IGNORE IT FOR NOW.  she gives him a hard look over her shoulder, brow twitching in irritation   â   iâll give you a rundown on the way there.  â  but how could she explain something she still hardly understood herself ? she searches her memories for what sheâd been told when she met old man joestar and the old gang of freaks   â   trouble ? absolutely. trouble follows stand users wherever we go, whether we look for it or not. youâre lucky you ran into me instead of someone else.  â
      she cracks open the door to their hiding place slightly, letting cherry bomb poke her head out in her place, clear enough, but she couldnât expect any of this to be easy. she glances back over to him, nodding her head in the direction of the open door, ducking out before checking whether he was following or not   â  basically, stands are a manifestation of the users soul, their appearances and abilities vary, cherry bomb for example-  â  she points lazily to the stand hovering beside her, itâs wide, unblinking eyes staring straight at him  â   is a short range stand, her abilities rely on whether i am able to drag out a fight or not, the harder she gets hit, the better it turns out for me, but against a long range stand that wouldnât be so simple. a stand can have any ability, some are pathetic, some are unfairly strong, some donât need a special ability to be useful at all. itâs all about the user.  â
irene:Â all i know is blood and violence
the rest of the crusaders:
              THIS IS A STORY OF â REVIVAL. â
      this is how irene dresses in steel ball run
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For the fluff and soft hearted, here is another lists of sentence starters that has the highest potentiality to turn into a soft scenarios. Feel free to change any pronouns / sentence structure according to your museâs preference!   TRIGGER WARNING:  N/A.
âI never noticed your eyes were this [colour].â
âYour heartbeatâs really loud.â
âYou asleep?â
âI like this, being so close to you.â
âYour hair keeps falling into your eyes, do you know that? Here, lemme justââ
âYouâre so, so, so pretty.â
âI just â Iâm breathless, okay? Whenever Iâm with you, it happens.â
âYou make my heart beat so quick.â
âYou always know how to make me smile.â
âYouâll always be safe with me.â
[Kisses the other on the cheek]
âAlways.â
âI canât imagine being anywhere but here with you.â
âAll my choices lead me to you.â
âIâll never give you up.â
âI sleep better if youâre around.â
âYou snore in your sleep. But⊠itâs adorable, okay?â
âI like this. A quiet breakfast with you.â
âThereâre billions of people on this planet, and I love you. How incredible is that?â
âI trust you.â
[Holds the otherâs hand when they think the other wonât notice]
âYou keep staring at me instead of watching the film. Whatâs up?â
âLetâs push all of these stuff away. I wanna dance here right now with you.â
âAre we really doing this? Are we really slow-dancing?â
âWhen you laugh like that, it just â youâre so beautiful, you know that?â
âNo, sorry, you laughed. I ⊠I never saw it before. Itâs â pretty.â
âYou havenât laughed in a long time, and I guess I was staring âcause I forgot how that looked like.â
[Puts head on the otherâs shoulder]
âI will never let you go.â
âYouâre the best thing to have ever happened to me.â
âYou wrote me a song?â
âYouâve got a fever. Of course Iâm not going anywhere.â
[Suddenly feels around the bed to search for the otherâs hand / body when theyâre sleeping]
[Extends a hand when they see the other was searching for it while theyâre sleeping]
âI just feel calmer. When Iâm with you.â
âYouâre not in bed. I came looking for you.â
âWhat are you doing up? Come to bed.â
âItâs weird. I never thought I could feel like this, but you showed up. Now, itâs like I donât wanna go on knowing I might lose the feeling.â
âI donât mind sharing the blankets with you.â
âYouâre cold. Come here.â
âYou always do that. You always warm me up.â
âStay.â
âItâs getting crowded. Here, hold my hand.â
[Hugs for a very long time]
[Puts feet on the otherâs lap]
âIâm so proud of you, you know that?â
âI love you.â
       WARDROBE MOODBOARD.  she doesnât exactly wear these specific outfits but it is her general style. a few are references i used in making her main outfit before my tablet pen died.
what are your characters major flaws?
HER TEMPER is one of her greatest flaws, a raw anger inherited from her mother and made worse by her aggressive nature. she was forced into anger management in her sophomore year but stopped going after high school, thinking it unnecessary. though she claims the class did nothing for her, she still uses the methods taught there to calm her rage, such as breathing exercises and simply removing herself from the situation.
SHE IS VERY VIOLENT in fights, using an unnecessary amount of force and brutality in order to win. she has come close to killing her opponents far too often but never tones herself down, its like an addiction for her, an itch she cant scratch. it worsens when she becomes a stand user, and never lessens with time.
SHE IS VERY SET IN HER WAYS, though she can generally handle changes in her life, major changes threaten her sense of control over her life.
SHE CRAVES LOVE AND AFFECTION but sometimes pushes it away out of fear of hurting someone or being hurt, this usually only happens when things are moving too fast.
@fukenzena /  meme  /  accepting
       THE STENCH OF ROT PERMEATED THROUGHOUT THE CITY SO BADLY IT WAS NEAR SUFFOCATING,  she is sure her boots are ruined, covered in blood so thoroughly the smell would never wash away, squelching with every step as she ventured further into the city. nothing she had seen as a stand user could prepare her for this, sheâd expected to fight enemy stands when she joined the spw, but the undead were not part of her contract. regardless, sheâd taken the mission anyway, one of the others could have handled it, sure, but none half as well as she. she thrived in this sort of situation, though, she would still demand replacements for all of her clothes.
      she pulls her bandanna tighter around the bottom half of her face, though the scent of death was only half - faded, it at least protected her lungs. she sticks to the rooftops, making the larger jumps with cherry bombâs assistance to avoid the mindless creatures below. a part of her might have enjoyed fighting a horde like that, but her instructions were not to be ignored. deviation from her orders, in a situation such as this. would not be easily forgotten, they would never let her see combat like this again if they thought her a half - mad dog. desperate for a fight. more than they already did.
      she picks up speed as the police station comes into view, moving quickly down the buildings fire escape to make a sprint for the fence, dodging the decaying limbs that reached out for her. she vaults over the stone wall, a move impossible for any normal person, and finds herself in a courtyard, mercifully unoccupied by any of the snarling creatures. she quietly makes her way to the closest entrance she could find, crouching behind the scattered police cars as she went, cherry bomb had never been so on - edge, she could feel the stand pressing at her ribcage, ready to come out at the slightest hint of danger whether irene called her or not. she freezes, as she enters the inner - courtyard, feeling eyes on her   â   whoâs there ?!  â  she shouts, turning to watch her surroundings,  Â
      â   iâll warn you once, itâs in your best interest to show yourself now.  â
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