look at your love

[poiscnbane]

indie roleplay blog for cecilia "sissy" sawyer of the texas chainsaw massacre game. poisoned by elfie.

carrd + rules. open starters. ask memes (always accepting). wanted plots. wanted opposites. aesthetic sideblog.

trigger warnings: gore, cannibalism, death/murder, mental illness, drug use, tba

[poiscnbane]

the urge to come back and revamp sissy is strong

[poiscnbane]

i miss my gorl :(

[poiscnbane]

[ flowers ] sender gives receiver some flowers. ( from maria c: holding out some gerbera daisies like friend? :') friend maybe? fdsbhj )

"Daisies... For me?" She blinks, green eyes searching for some underlying motive. Sissy wasn't used to gifts, especially from outsiders. Her brothers gave her weeds in the summer and limbs after a good hunt, but her boys rarely gave her things she cared about. Charlie had given her all kinds of gifts she'd never be able to repay, but flowers were always a real quick way to win her over. She reaches out to grab the flowers, gently tracing her finger over the petals. "You pick 'em yourself? They're real pretty. I'll have to put them in my room so Bubs and Nubs don't get to them."

[poiscnbane]

wake me up when i care.

"Might as well stick ya in the chest freezer with the others then. Enjoy your good 'ol dirt nap." Her words were morbid but her lips were pulled taut into a smirk. Sissy had a soft spot for pretty girls with attitudes, especially when she could win them over before Johnny got to them. Each Sawyer had their own charm, their own way about them to lure in people and victims alike. Sissy was far more versatile than any of her family members, though. Or at least she liked to believe it. "Speakin' of, I'm thinkin' of makin' steak tonight. Unless you don't wanna to listen and eat."

[poiscnbane]

[ 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 ] : sender pins the receiver against a wall out of sheer rage. + "i suppose we're just going to keep doing this?" ( danny, dont be a smart-ass in the middle of basement brawl hours- )

She bears her teeth in a smile, far from the ferocious entity she tries to be. These were the moments she lived for. Having a nice, easy meal was fine every now and again, but being young was all about being reckless and having fun. And what was more fun than chasing down boys in the basement?

"'Spose so." Sissy let out a breathy laugh, the fatigue slowly catching up with her the longer this went on. "Why dontcha just give up then, sugar? You must be awful tired by now."

[poiscnbane]

yeah, i get called that a lot.

"If it walks like a duck and talks like a duck..." Sissy smirked, her hands slowly grinding the flowers away in the mortar. "Maybe they're onto somethin', Duckweed. Maybe you're all looks and no brains."

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS *  some of my favorite quotes from the show, adjust as necessary

his chops are too righteous!

it’s evil. it’s diabolical. it’s lemon scented!

lord knows i’ve tried.

two words. na. chos.

yeah, i get called that a lot.

it's just a cruel reminder that i'm single and likely to remain that way forever.

what doesn't kill you usually succeeds in the second attempt.

stupidity isn't a virus, but it sure is spreading like one.

goodbye everyone, i’ll remember you all in therapy.

don't you have to be stupid somewhere else?

i used to have a kidney stone. everything passes eventually.

you can't fool me. i listen to public radio!

stop it, [name], you're scaring him!

do instruments of torture count?

give to the children's fund? what have the children ever done for me?

this is not your average, everyday darkness. this is... advanced darkness.

what's better than serving up smiles?

i guess i'm not wearing any pants today.

did you smell it? that smell. a kind of smelly smell. the smelly smell that smells… smelly.

wake me up when i care.

look at all the hip, young people eating salads!

he was so ugly that everyone died.

the best time to wear a striped sweater is all the time!

well, the way i see it, there are three possibilites.

hibernation is the opposite of beauty sleep.

that’s it mister! you just lost your brain privileges!

good people don’t rip other people’s arms off.

well, we lost our car again.

pull your pants up. we’re going home.

you were right. fighting is for children.

i’m a good noodle!

remember, licking doorknobs is illegal on other planets.

your ceiling is talking to me!

we don’t need television.

the inner machinations of my mind are an enigma.

i’ll have you know i stubbed my toe last week while watering my spice garden and i only cried for twenty minutes.

hey, if i close my eyes, it doesn’t seem so dark.

is mayonnaise an instrument?

those are some big words. i’ve never heard you use them before.

my vocabulary is infinitely expanding.

we destroyed your most prized possession.

we shall never deny a guest even the most ridiculous request.

let’s see, a five letter word for happiness. money.

can i have everybody’s attention?

i have to use the bathroom.

do you know what day today is?

could you not stand so close? you’re making me claustrophobic.

i used your clarinet to unclog my toilet.

are they laughing at us?

if you can’t do the time, don’t do the crime.

he needs us now more than ever.

what is today, but yesterday’s tomorrow?

ice is just a myth.

this working out thing isn’t working out.

i can’t see my forehead.

i have a good idea, and no one else thinks so.

look at you, so young and happy.

i prefer to be an idiot!

sounds like a pretty good deal to me, what do you say?

don’t be sad, buddy. turn that frown upside down!

i’m ugly and i’m proud!

good! say it louder!

i can’t do it! i can’t be away from my best friend!

i need you! i can’t handle this myself!

i’m just going on vacation for a few days.

i was kinda hoping that you come along with us…

enjoy the cake everybody!

now we never have to be apart, even when we’re not together.

this is great. see you forever!

i have to keep you safe while i get some work done!

maybe he doesn’t like us.

no, are you kidding?

i propose a toast to new friends!

i guess i’ll have to move in back with my mom and dad.

he’s a thief. look at the lust in his eye…

why can’t you just accept our friendship?

[youvegotrpmemes]

Send '❤️❔' if you'd be interested in discussing a potential ship between our muses!

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[anthrcpophagi]

rehearsals start next week so imma try to get as caught up on replies this week as i can ♥

[pumpkinstabs-moving]

Maybe it is rude of him to simply come into her room without being welcomed in first, but Michael has never cared much for manners. Besides, she already knows him more than anyone has ever known him. Knows his way of being is blunt and straight to the point. He doesn't tip toe around what he wants, especially not with her.

He tilts his head down at her, glad to see her in a relaxed mood and not angry with her brothers. He isn't great at providing comfort, but he will try for her in his own strange way when she needs it. He already ate, having had no issue with eating the raw meat of an animal he found close to the farmhouse. He's full for now.

A hand raises, fingertips touching her cheek right below her eye, caressing her skin. His shoulders relax as he grabs one of her hands afterwards, moving it up the bottom of his mask. A sign that she can remove it if she wishes. He wouldn't give her permission to if she hadn't latched the door.

[poiscnbane]

Her heart flutters, less like a butterfly as much as a moth to a flame. Michael wasn’t any more dangerous than her own family, she supposed, but he was an outsider. She wasn’t supposed to trust anyone else, and yet she’s almost certain she’d trust him with her life. His touch is gentle and it elicits another giggle from her.

“It’s been a looong while since I had a boy in my room.” Sissy lets her fingers graze his skin, and she can’t help but imagine how pretty he’d be hung on her wall. If it ever came to that, she’d make sure to call dibs. But for now, he was all flesh and blood and a beating heart and that was exciting enough.

She knows better than to remove anyone’s masks. Even if he gave her verbal consent, Sissy isn’t too sure she’d do it. Maybe if he commanded her, she thinks, but then she’d have other things in mind. Gently, she tugs on his hand and pulls him towards her bed. “You musta been lonely to wait for me for so long. I feel bad. I should make it up to you. You know, good girl manners and all that.”

[pumpkinstabs-moving]

It is impossible to tell how Michael managed to get into Sissy's room undetected, but here he is now, standing in the corner of the bedroom, soulless black eyes watching the door. Maybe the family did see him come in and just turned a blind eye, already all too aware of Sissy's biased behavior towards him. He waits for her with all the patience in the world. // @poiscnbane

[poiscnbane]

With her belly full and her mind at ease, Sissy was feeling good, all things considered. Being back home in the farm wasn’t the same as it had been on the outside, but some things were better. Her freedom was lessened, her responsibilities heightened. But having her own bedroom, for instance, was something she’d never take for granted again. Sharing a room with a dozen other people had become normal, but that didn’t mean it was comfortable.

She smells him before she sees him, her eyes searching the familiar darkness of her bedroom. He smelled like a rainy day, a stark contrast to the musty smell of mothballs and rotting floorboards. She made quick work of latching the door behind her, a soft hum filling the room.

“You nearly startled me, sugar. You been waitin’ long?” Tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, she beamed, her teeth a beacon in the darkness. “If I knew you were waitin’ for me, I woulda brought some food up for ya.”

[poiscnbane]

@firstpig sent 💿 for a music-based starter !

pretty in the dark by ashley sienna

"I'll be your beautiful obsession, center of attention.” Sissy beamed as she tip-toed across the floorboards. She always had been an entertainer. She thrived off attention and praise, she sought compliments and companionship like a flower sought sunshine and rain. It was what made her so easy to manipulate, in the end. It was what made her so lethal. “That's just what I like, y’know? I should be in a church somewhere, where they worship me. Girls like me deserve to be cherished, dontcha think?”

[ultescape]

it's raining, the sort of fat, fast droplets that soak a person to the bone almost immediately and leave the air smelling like wet dirt and dust. julie happens to like it. it hadn't rained much like this where she was from — and she's always been comfortable in water, hair wet and heavy, face slick from seawater or rainwater.

she laughs, half nervously and half unsure if the girl is being serious, before she hands over the flowery umbrella to shield her from the downpour.

she has the signature twang of the locals that's pleasant on the ears and a young, pretty face. julie feels no instinctive fear of her, not yet.

"what are you doing out here, all alone in the storm?"

[poiscnbane]

She was closer to home than she had been in years and yet she never felt so far away. Her body was back in her hometown, where the ground burned hot beneath the summer sun and where things went to die. The rain was a welcomed change, although Sissy secretly hoped it wasn’t some sort of omen of bad things to come. Was the sky crying for her? Was it mourning the freedom she was leaving behind by returning home?

“Just admiring the beauty of it.” She answers, holding out her palm to catch the raindrops. “Didn’t know it was supposed to rain today.”

[poiscnbane]

gonna try to work on things I owe here 🖤

[lambf4rm]

The day Sissy gets new outfit cosmetics is literally gonna be a national holiday to me

[victinisource]

Writing a villain in the RPC is basically walking on eggshells and it's terrible. Please, for the love of god, stop treating muns who write villain muses like the scum of the earth. These are human beings that just happen to enjoy writing a certain character.

Writing a character with questionable morals ≠ apologism for their actions.

Your muse is free to treat a villain muse like shit. The great thing about RP is that there's a lot of freedom of choice when it comes to how you write your muse. What ISN'T okay is getting mad at the other mun for having the villain muse snap back, or just writing a villain muse in general.

It's like, when they get the villain muse to snap, they're automatically a bad person who broke into your house, pissed on your bed as you went to lay in it, stole all your cans of chicken noodle soup, egged your house, and ran away laughing. If they don't make their muse snap, they're suddenly writing a villain as "too kind" and their portrayal is automatically bad in some people's eyes. It is LITERALLY walking on eggshells and it's terrible.

If you have an issue with villain muses or the muns that write them, DON'T WRITE WITH VILLAIN MUSES. You are able to curate your own RP experience however you wish. Just don't be a dick to other people about their muses.