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daughterofflamesandlightning:
”Do I? Certainly interesting, those who find me familiar. I do not believe we have met previously.”
"Oh, sorry about that. This seems to happen to me a lot. Well, didn't mean to bother you, I'm just looking for someone."
Open
"If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all."
“Well, I certainly did not expect to see you.”
"I'm sorry, but do I know you? You do definitely look familiar."
Open
"If you're not going to help me just say so."
Open
"I'm just really tired of all the bullshit, y'know?"
I am incredibly sad that this group is gone now, and so is Kate. I will probably keep Phoebe as an independent oc, but I just can’t do Kate anymore. I’ll miss her, but I’ll miss this more. If anyone sees this, here are my other rp accounts.
http://i-can-hear-the-whispers.tumblr.com/
http://shockyoutoyourcore.tumblr.com/
http://demonseyeswatching.tumblr.com/
It was fun guys!
-Mimi
Chloe Moretz attends a ‘The Equalizer’ press conference at AOL Studios in New York City [September 23rd, 2014]
Man me too. I mean I’ve seen people from my line of work get fired for stupid shit that has done less damage than that. I can’t believe that lady lost. She wouldn’t have if she’d had my mom as a lawyer.
"Your mom's a lawyer? That's funny, my dad is one too. So many lawyers...." she tentatively took a sip of her latte. It was a bit to hot, but she could still drink it. She found the chemically fake pumpkin flavor comforting. She looked up again, "What is your line of work anyway?"
"Well, I’ve just moved in so I don’t think I’ve developed any dark secrets yet. I’m a landscape architect; a designer. Nothing dark there."
"What’s your dark secret?"
"My deepest, darkest secret? I got really upset one day so I threw a rock at a squirrel in 3rd grade and killed it. Except it wasn't just any squirrel, everyone at school loved that squirrel. Someone named it Jed, and would chase after it and feed it, and one guy got it to eat out of his hand, so I panicked. I ended up shoving it down a gopher hole, where it was discovered by a stray cat two days later. Then nobody wondered what happened to Jed the squirrel any more." She stopped, "Well that was weird. I swear I'm not a serial killer in training."
Shit. Was is it a he? Kinda short, dark hair, eyebrows like caterpillars?
"Hmmm, it might have been a guy like that.. I'm guessing he's pulled shit like this before?"
Her confession offers a certain amount of relief, the tension in his stance lessening when he realizes he won’t have to pretend as if they’ve met previously. “Huh. Must have one of this heads.” The large, oddly recognizable sort. “A few weeks back, yeah. How long were you gone for?”
"Oh, a month I think? It felt like longer... In California everything feels longer. It's just to fast here." She yawned, she was sooo tired all the time nowadays. It was strange, but somehow she could never get to sleep.
Phoebe Beatrice Arkwright.
"Aspiring Singer."
Future lawyer?
Scarred.
"Motherless."
"I must have one of those faces. Nice to meet you, Phoebe - I’m Simon."
"Simon? Ok. What do you do around here? Everyone who lives here seems to have some sort of weird job, or dark secret. I think it's just something about this place."
Are you talking to me? Sorry, I don’t think we’ve met before…
"Oh, I guess we haven't, have we? Sorry, you just look awfully familiar.... I'm Phoebe, who are you?"
Hi- sorry, not sorry- have you seen an orange duffel bag stuffed to the brim with Doritos and a road map? Fuck, I need it and I don’t know where it went.
"Yeah, I think I saw somebody wandering away with it. Sorry, if I'd known it was yours I'dve stopped them."
So she does know him. How, he still isn’t sure. But it would be rude of him to ignore her, wouldn’t it? His hesitance is obvious, but he does make his way over to her, waving again as he approaches. “Hey…you.”
"Um, hi. I don't think we've met before. Sorry, the back of your head reminded me of someone else." She realized she wasn't smiling and quickly smiled at him, "Hello! I guess you moved in while I was away? I just got back a few days ago."
"No sleep for thirty years…that sounds highly unpleasant. Have you been having trouble sleeping…or not sleeping at all? When I’m stressed with work I’ll have a hard time sleeping for like a week straight, and then I crash hard and sleep for like 14 hours. Damn, I hope that lady sued…because there’s no reason for that."
"Oh, you know, it waxes and wanes. Stuff going on, travel stress. If I remember the article correctly she did sue, but she lost. I hope that the idiot who made that mistake was fired at least."
