&& — RUN REBEL RUN.

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anticosmcs:

        OOMPH. anti-cosmo lands right on his ass just out of the public’s eye … no magic, no wings. blast that pink-hatted boy and those stupid fairies of his. this is obviously their doing. as soon as he regains his magic, he’s going to have to show them a thing or two. after he considers his revenge for a moment, he stands with a huff and wipes the dirt off his blue suit. well if he’s going to remain in bloody seattle – as a human no less – he might as well change into some more comfortable attire. he walks back towards the major part of the city, stopping in front of the first person he comes across. ❝ point me in the direction of your best clothing establishment, ❞ he demands in lieu of a greeting. as he waits for a response, he lifts a hand to move his blue hair (( so dark it might as well be black )) from in front of his eyes.

      confused was probably the safest way of putting it, but that was the first word that popped into barry’s head. this guy, from his clothes to his mannerisms, was strange. then again, barry did well with strange. “i guess it depends on what you’re looking for? if you want more suits, men's warehouse. wanna look like you think you’re better than most people? urban outfitters. want something that says: ‘i’m cool, and i’m aware of it, but i pretend not to be aware of it because if i was openly aware of it, i would be a doucebag’, then any thrift store will do. if none of those work for you then, i dunno, sears? maybe just try the mall, they have it all.”

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fvstestmanalive:

“I can tell you completely confidently that this is my suit.” He answered, folding his arms across his chest. “Made to fit… me.” He told the other, pointing at himself. “Who is Bruce? This suit was made for me by my best friend.”

      “bruce-- bruce wayne? he’s only, i don’t know, the richest man in gotham? probably in that whole coast, but i don’t bother checking that sort of stuff.” he replied before arching a brow. something was definitely off, this felt familiar in a sense and that made barry uneasy. “what... what’s your name?”

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fvstestmanalive:

One second Barry had been running through Central City and the next… Green eyes flickered around as Barry tried to figure out where the hell he had ended up now. He didn’t think he’d been going fast enough to run in time, but with his recent experiences, he was realistic about the fact that a lot went on without his knowledge or consent because of other metas. He could only assume that was what was happening. “Ex-excuse me, where am I?” Barry asked of someone, all but forgetting the suit he wore.

this was... strange. scratch that, this was absolutely insane. why had this guy suddenly sped in front of him and WHY was he wearing something eerily similar to barry’s own suit? the symbol on the front also caused his brows to furrow before he stepped forward, confusion etched in his features. “the better question is, why are you wearing something that looks like it belongs to ME?” barry replied, far too concerned to be helpful. “--did... did bruce send you?”

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madesavior:

        and clarke thought navigating around and area without any actual names and directions was difficult. here she was, making her way through SEATTLE, where there were signs and maps everywhere, yet the blonde was a bit lost when it come to how to get back to housing. 

            to make matters worse, it honestly didn’t help that there was barely anyone around to ask. 

       barry was usually one to stick to himself, one to stay silent unless someone was in trouble. perhaps that was why he felt the sudden urge to approach this person, who had a look of confusion etched into their features. approaching SLOWLY, as to not startle the other, he finally spoke.

       “uh, don’t take this the wrong way, but you look VERY lost. are you alright?”

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oflucy:

“ you know, i’d be the perfect candidate for one of those anti-drug campaigns. my life basically screams ‘don’t do drugs, kids’… ”

“maybe we can do one? though, that would require me knowing your story, of course.”

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sleepxngprince:

“ugh…” Noctis groaned from his slumber, crawling into consciousness. He spent six hours trying to sleep off the sensation that could only be described as jet-lag for dimensional travel. Although, this sluggish feeling was always a reoccurring problem for the Prince. “Why did you wake me up?…”

biting into his bagel, barry blinked a few times before holding out the bag towards the other male. “well, you seemed hungry? plus, if you sleep all afternoon, you’ll be up all night while everyone else is knocked out. best to get up now and drain yourself, so you can sleep at a decent time.” he shrugged, dropping the bag afterward.

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                            BARTHOLOMEW HENRY ALLEN.                           FASTEST MAN ALIVE, LONER, HERO.

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lowclltracey:

Lowell was… confused.  He was fairly certain that he had died- in fact, he was sure of it.  Memories from the night on the roof kept running through his mind at a million miles an hour, and even though he was still in Seattle, which was a relief, he still had no idea how he was able to walk around unscathed.  However, there was one question that plagued him the most.  How long had he been dead?  “’Scuse me, hi there.”  The Brit spoke to a nearby person with a soft smile.  “This is a weird question but please humor me.  What’s the date today?”

            barry stood there, brow arched, staring at the other for a moment before he rubbed the back of his neck. “had rough night, huh?” he assumed, shrugging afterward. “haven’t had one of those in a while, but i did just take a really long nap, so i get it. it’s april, by the way. april fourth, twenty-seventeen. are you feeling alright though? can i get you anything?”

[almondmilkgal]

sext: “did you see the moon tonight?”

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ofsalvatoreiisms:

‘ —- is coffee supposed to taste this bad? it isn’t, RIGHT? ‘

        “--- it really depends on what KIND of coffee you get. most of it tastes bitter though, i prefer flavored ice coffee over your standard cup o’ joe with cream and sugar. what’s that you’re having?”

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maddisonrooney:

what could go wrong trying to walk and clean a pair of glasses at the same time? maddie quickly found out as she bumped into something, and her glasses slipped out of her hands. there was a definite flinch as she accidentally stepped forward and onto the frames. there was a moment of hesitation before she moved, picking up the now crushed glasses. she held up them up, taking in the blurry sight with a slight nod. “ yep, this definitely j u s t my luck. ” 

this place was wrong, everything was wrong. it was like home, but it wasn’t. at least barry was still the same, but that didn’t change the fact that his worries were literally enough to keep him distracted. so much so, that he didn’t snap back into reality until his body collided with another’s. from then, he watched it all happen, as if it was occuring in slow motion, rather than seconds. he could have stopped it, could have caught her glasses and saved them. however, this place was still too unfamiliar-- too unsafe, to do anything that might be considered too quick and risk expose himself. “crap, i-i’m sorry, that was totally my fault. i’ve been spaced out all day-- i should have been paying more attention.”

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longlostmikaelscn:

“I have to say, this century is a hell of a lot better then the one I’m from,” he mused aloud, “I mean there’s running water here, I’m already impressed”

       “--- oh man, just wait until you discover fast food, microwaves and this amazing thing called RAMEN. you just add hot water and the whole thing practically makes itself.” he paused for a moment before rocking back and forth on his feet. “so, uh... would it be too rude to ask what century you’re from, or...?”

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vampirequccn:

“ — man, it’s been such a LONG time since i’ve seen so many humans. i mean, i guess this is nicer than hanging out with GHOSTS, but i don’t even remember what humans do for FUN.“ marceline sighed, crossing her arms as she turned to look at the nearest person. “do you have any ideas?”

“ideas... for fun?” it shouldn't have been such a loaded question, but barry’s version of fun usually involved forensics, arcades, and food. not to mention he was often alone, so the mere thought of having to entertain someone put him on edge. “i mean, i guess we can--- wait, did you say GHOSTS? like, transparent, chain rattling, casper... ghosts?”

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okay, so i just wanted to say that my interpretation of barry is solely coming from what little was seen in the trailer of him. while i feel he could have similarities to other versions of the flash, i think we can all agree that these new movies have given us twists and different spins on classic characters (just look at lex in the last movie compared to smallville lex). with that being said, i may play him differently than what people are used to, i am still learning his muse (as well as waiting to see more of him), so i apologize if he isn’t to anyone’s liking. i still hope that everyone will come to me for plots if they desire to create something with me. thanks for reading my worried rambles, have a good one and hmu anytime!