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out today but i might remake shilo idk
My Favorite Musicals In No Particular Order: 1/?
Repo! The Genetic Opera - 2008
“Goth Opera, Blood Saga, Sometimes I Wonder How We Ever Got Here. Old Grudges, Scorned Lovers, Sometimes I Wonder Why We All Don’t Move On!”
are you interested in girls with a SERIOUS ILLNESS? how about ones with OVERPROTECTIVE FATHERS? ones that CANNOT GO OUTSIDE and the one time they do everything goes HORRIBLY WRONG? then you may be interested in SHILO WALLACE from the horror musical REPO! THE GENETIC OPERA. give this post a like // reblog if you are and i’ll check your blog out!
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Not many people ever came to southside after dark, especially those not from southside. Luckily for her, he spotted her before anyone else did. “Don’t you know it’s dangerous to be out here after dark?” his voice seemed to carry in the darkness despite him not talking so loudly.
“ ... i’ve been in worse places. ” somehow the lines she heard on tv sounded LAMER coming from the mouth of DYING seventeen year old. awkwardly, shilo fidgets with the strap of her bag, finding the floor more interesting than the strange boy ... SOMEWHERE nearby, “ i’m just trying to get home, my dad will be worried. ”
Would you say you're independent?
Shilo: *looks at Nathan*
Nathan: *nods*
Shilo: I'd say so, yes.
❝ i’m sorry if i frightened you. ❞
BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY’S
HE DID. but for the sake of sparing his feelings AND HER PRIDE, she’ll pretend her heart isn’t in her throat. though maybe that’s given away by her protective stance, shoulders tense and wide eyed shilo stares silently at him for a few seconds before stuttering out her words, “ it’s fine .. you ... you didn’t. ”
hey you! yes you! do you think that fedoras paired with hawaiian shirts are fashionable? do you perhaps think that killing people with an axe while listening to take on me would be fun? is the demon possessing your body an asshole and killed all your friends but one? does that same demon really fucking love frank sinatra and have a lot of knifes? do you like plot lines that are like twin peaks or have a love for the book house of leaves? would it be in your interests to punch a 5′2″ guy for claiming to be jack the ripper and josef mengele? if you said yes to one or more of these things like or reblog this post and me and the demon possessing this blog will check out your blog.
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are you interested in girls with a SERIOUS ILLNESS? how about ones with OVERPROTECTIVE FATHERS? ones that CANNOT GO OUTSIDE and the one time they do everything goes HORRIBLY WRONG? then you may be interested in SHILO WALLACE from the horror musical REPO! THE GENETIC OPERA. give this post a like // reblog if you are and i’ll check your blog out!
BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY’S NOVELLA sentence starters
❝ i am always drawn back to places where i have lived. ❞ ❝ what do you make of that? ❞ ❝ it’s just i didn’t know you’d been in love with her. not like that. ❞ ❝ you can love somebody without it being like that. ❞ ❝ oh, darling, i am sorry. ❞ ❝ oh. don’t be angry. ❞ ❝ you were sweet to see me home. ❞ ❝ i’ve got the most terrifying man downstairs. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry if i frightened you. ❞ ❝ i’ll never get used to anything. anybody that does. they might as well be dead. ❞ ❝ i’ve got to stay awake, there isn’t time to sleep. ❞ ❝ you think i’m lying? ❞ ❝ i’ve taken care of myself a long time. ❞ ❝ oh, for god’s sake, i hate snoops! ❞ ❝ she believes all this crap she believes. you can’t talk her out of it. ❞ ❝ i’m in new york because i’ve never been to new york! ❞ ❝ the mean reds are horrible. you’re afraid and you sweat like hell, but you don’t know what you’re afraid of. except something bad is going to happen, only you don’t know what it is. you’ve had that feeling? ❞ ❝ i told you. you can make yourself love anybody. ❞ ❝ i’m a warmhearted person. it’s the basis of my character. ❞ ❝ everybody has to feel superior to somebody. ❞ ❝ you will be sorry, if you hit me. you wanted to a minute ago: i could feel it in your hand; and you want to now. ❞ ❝ it should take you four seconds to walk from here to the door. i’ll give you two! ❞ ❝ do you believe what i’m saying? ❞ ❝ everything hurts. ❞ ❝ does that make me a whore? ❞ ❝ i don’t think anyone will miss me. ❞ ❝ please feed the cat! ❞ ❝ a girl doesn’t read this sort of thing without her lipstick. ❞ ❝ it’s none of my business. except you’re my friend, and i’m worried. ❞ ❝ you are a bitch. ❞ ❝ i’m very scared. ❞
I’m Afraid –
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BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY’S NOVELLA sentence starters
❝ i am always drawn back to places where i have lived. ❞ ❝ what do you make of that? ❞ ❝ it’s just i didn’t know you’d been in love with her. not like that. ❞ ❝ you can love somebody without it being like that. ❞ ❝ oh, darling, i am sorry. ❞ ❝ oh. don’t be angry. ❞ ❝ you were sweet to see me home. ❞ ❝ i’ve got the most terrifying man downstairs. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry if i frightened you. ❞ ❝ i’ll never get used to anything. anybody that does. they might as well be dead. ❞ ❝ i’ve got to stay awake, there isn’t time to sleep. ❞ ❝ you think i’m lying? ❞ ❝ i’ve taken care of myself a long time. ❞ ❝ oh, for god’s sake, i hate snoops! ❞ ❝ she believes all this crap she believes. you can’t talk her out of it. ❞ ❝ i’m in new york because i’ve never been to new york! ❞ ❝ the mean reds are horrible. you’re afraid and you sweat like hell, but you don’t know what you’re afraid of. except something bad is going to happen, only you don’t know what it is. you’ve had that feeling? ❞ ❝ i told you. you can make yourself love anybody. ❞ ❝ i’m a warmhearted person. it’s the basis of my character. ❞ ❝ everybody has to feel superior to somebody. ❞ ❝ you will be sorry, if you hit me. you wanted to a minute ago: i could feel it in your hand; and you want to now. ❞ ❝ it should take you four seconds to walk from here to the door. i’ll give you two! ❞ ❝ do you believe what i’m saying? ❞ ❝ everything hurts. ❞ ❝ does that make me a whore? ❞ ❝ i don’t think anyone will miss me. ❞ ❝ please feed the cat! ❞ ❝ a girl doesn’t read this sort of thing without her lipstick. ❞ ❝ it’s none of my business. except you’re my friend, and i’m worried. ❞ ❝ you are a bitch. ❞ ❝ i’m very scared. ❞
you, i’ve mistaken for destiny // but the truth is my legacy is not up to my genes // true, though the imprint is deep in me // it will always be up to me // up to me
free at last…
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you, i’ve mistaken for destiny // but the truth is my legacy is not up to my genes // true, though the imprint is deep in me // it will always be up to me // up to me
free at last…
theboogeyman
Bodies line the decrepit streets and the very air is full of death and disease. If he’d been anything less than a MONSTER of a man, then washing up on shore with all of the bloated corpses might have ensured himself a fatal case of the same organ failure that is wiping out most of the planet. But not even a barrage of bullets can halt him.
After washing up on this unknown, grave-littered island, Michael plods toward the row of massive houses looming on the horizon past the sea of graves. The closer he gets to his destination, he can see the lights from the top floor of the one nearest to him and what’s more—he spies a petite figure silhouetted in the moonlight. A girl. A teenage girl idly fiddling with her long locks as she gazed dreamily into the middle distance…. It brings back memories.
Judith sitting on a cushioned stool before her vanity mirror in nothing but her panties, slowly brushing her long hair… She never saw him approaching, knife in hand raised, rearing to STRIKE…
Will she see him standing there staring up at her, just past the fence that locks in the house and the dying yard? Will the wall provide her with a sense of safety when the blank-faced prince to her unfortunate Rapunzel won’t look away? Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair… Let me come inside.
cautious, her ear stays pressed against her door for a few seconds after shilo calls out to her father. SILENCE. and the breath she didn’t notice she was holding finally released as the teen pressed her back against the large door, glancing over at her half finished medicine before locking her eyes on the window just across her room. JUST FOR A FEW MINUTES,
one last glance was sent to the door as she tiptoed carefully towards the window as if a noise would cause her father to come running from work. separating her curtains, the girl sits and gazes into the dark world outside her window. her fingers find themselves pulling gently at the dark wig on her head as shilo glances down to the street just below her.
the sudden sight of the stranger staring up at her causes shilo to fall JUMP off the cushioned bench by her window, a hand reaching out to grab the curtains before pulling them over faster than she ever has before. although, however frightened she may be, the girl pulls back her curtains to peak out at the strange man once more.
thebelleoflucifersball
The blonde grins at the girl, though not in a friendly way—in fact, it’s more of a smirk than anything. She doesn’t really do ‘friendly’, not anymore.
“Watch a lot of TV, do you?” she does not answer the question, merely poses one of her own.
an almost UNCOMFORTABLE smile is returned to the blonde. a hand reaches up to fiddle with her necklace but to her own surprise, the teen manages to hold her gaze.
“ yes ... i can’t do much else, i’m not supposed to be outside. ”