— 𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓮 / 🇻🇪🇮🇳🇸.

DEPENDENT LIZZIE SALTZMAN & RENEE WALKER. Kindness is often mistaken for softness and let me tell you, friends…that is a mistake you don’t want to make. Kind people are not born that way, they do not stumble into it, kind people are forged in fire and darkness and imploding stars…they have steel cores. Throw a punch and you’re going to break your hand.

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HOPE‌.

         ‘  it’s  good  to  see  you  too  ,   lizzie  ,  ’   she  says  with  a  sigh  ,   but  there’s  no  denying  the  small  smile  on  her  lips  .   some  things  never  change  and  she’s  never  been  so  GRATEFUL  for  the  blonde  witch’s  attitude  .   a  little  piece  of  home  ,   she  supposed  .    ‘  i’m  working  on  it  .   this  place  is  weird  .   too  good  ,   right ?   so  …  ’   a  pause  ,   lips  purse  .    ‘  what  if  ,   we  just  ,   don’t  act  good ?  ’   at  least  to  test  out  the  boundaries  this  place  has  .  

         ‘  obviously  i’m  happy  to  see  you  ,  otherwise  i  wouldn’t  have  gone  and  blown  myself  up  trying  to  get  you  back  .  can  we  save  the  warm  and  fuzzy  reunion  once  we’re  back  home  ?  ’  despite  her  tone  there’s  a  smile  playing  just  briefly  on  her  lips  as  she  speaks  .  ‘  definitely  too  good  .  ’  the  blonde  frowns  ,  her  forehead  wrinkling  as  she  contemplates  the  idea  .  ‘  it’s  a  start  ,  at  least  .  i’d  say  ‘what’s  the  worst  that  could  happen,’  but. . .this  is  the  worst  that  could  happen  .  ’

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LANDON.

        so much for a normal greeting,  huh  ?  landon was growing more paranoid with the increasing number of familiar faces that joined him in the good place.  it seemed more and more likely that SOMETHING had gone wrong,  and that maybe they were all involved in some elaborate malivore scheme.  but then again,  he remembered his death,  as did the others.  nevertheless,  lizzie saltzman of all people approaching him and asking for his help was something that he never expected to see  –  not even in the afterlife.  “  i’m not sure how much phoenix magic i have at the moment since i died and everything,  but uh,  go for it.  “  holding his arm out,  he cast the blonde a grim look.

        lizzie could tell she’d caught landon a bit off guard,  but she couldn’t worry about his feelings right now.  she had a bit of a one-track mind that way,  and right now all she could think about was getting them back home.  the blonde couldn’t stop to dwell on the fact that landon,  hope,  and herself were all technically dead.  “  no,  i can still feel some coming off of you.  there’s some coming off most of this place,  actually,  but i don’t know how much i trust this place enough to siphon any of it.  ”  hope had been her inital plan,  but lizzie remembered watching her own death on that screen,  watching all that magic fill her up until it ripped her apart from the inside out.  landon’s magic was safer,  less potent,  but her expression still mirrored his as she placed a hand on his shoulder and started to siphon  -  only to cry out,  jerk her hand off of him, and short-circuit the entire room as she expelled the magic as quickly as possible.  “  ow,  what the fork ?!  ” 

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RON.

               ❝     it’s  blo   —     ❞     &   he  cuts  himself  off.   he  had  to  at  least   try   to  be  convincing,   though  he  figures  he’d  gotten  the  worst  deal,  of  everyone.   it’s  almost  laughable   —   an   ALL  AMERICAN   trope  for  a  boy  from  ottery  st.  catchpole.    he  reckons  that  was  just  his  luck,   these  days.     ❝     it’s   stupid,   is  what  it  is.   ‘s  meant  to  be  heaven,   isn’t  it   ?   think  we’d  be  able  to  say  whatever  we  want.     ❞     &   at  that  last  bit,   he  can’t  help  but  think  of  his   own   friends.   fred  wasn’t  here   —   at  least  not  in   these   neighborhoods.   he’s  not  sure  he’s  ready  to  look  much  deeper  yet,   either.     ❝     your  teammates,   are  they  here   ?     ❞

               one  dark  eyebrow,  which  starkly  contrasts  her  white  hair  &  it’s  pastel-dipped  ends,  rises  in  an  unspoken  question  when  the  redhead  cuts  himself  off,  though  she  doesn’t  call him  out  verbally.   renee  wonders  if  he’s  having  trouble  with  his  assignment  as  well,  but  decides  it  best  not  to  comment  on  it  now.     ❝     perhaps  they’re  worried  about  the  children  -   but  i  see  your  point.     ❞     her  warm  countenance  dims  just  slightly  when  he  asks  if  her  teammates  are  with  her.   they’re  alive,  which  means  there  is  no  reason  for  renee  to  want  them  otherwise,  but  she  can’t  deny  that  she  misses  them.      ❝     no,  they’re  not.   to  be  perfectly  honest,  i  didn’t  think  i  would  be  the  first  one  to  pass  away.   they  all  seem  to  attract  bad  luck.     ❞

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DOROTHEA.

        she’s   not   so   used   to   being   able   to   emote   so   freely   ;     so   used   to   a   sombre   monastery–   no   food   for   parties   let   alone   their   armies.     it   was nice &   perhaps   dorothea   was   actually enjoying herself ( besides   the   niggling   doubt   in   the   back   of   her   mind,   clawing   at   her   thoughts,   slowly   unravelling   like   a   cat   at   a   ball   of   yarn. )         ‘   that’s   so   – ‘        she   finally   brings   up   a   hand   to   stifle   the   river   of   giggles,   leaning   back   from   the   railing. ‘    i   mean,         the   only   real   swear   word   i   know   is   fudge   – ‘        another   string   of   laughter,     ‘   oh,   i   feel   like   this   could   amuse   me   for hours on   end.     you’d   think   they’d   come   up   with   more   than   this   for   entertainment,    you   know   ?

        despite   having   just   recently   met,   not   to   mention   renee’s   thoughts   on   the   concept   of   soulmates,   she   found   herself   warmed   at   the   sound   of   thea’s   giggles.     if   nothing   else,   renee   supposes,   it   certainly   won’t   be   difficult   to   enjoy    dorothea’s   company.        ‘   i’d   offer   to   teach   you   some   more,   but   i   don’t   think   that’s   possible   here.   ’        the   pale-haired   goalkeeper’s   laughter   mirrors   dorothea’s,   and   renee   inhales   deeply   once   they’ve   died   down   to   catch   her    breath.         ‘   i’m   sure   there’s   lots   more   for   us   to   amuse   ourselves   with   -   we   just   have   been   to   amused   by   this   to   find   it.   ’

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CORA.

          ❛   oh   yes  ,  i’ve   definitely   noticed  .   ❜     a   feature   she   supposes   isn’t   a   necessity   for   people   who   are   fundamentally   good  ,  problem   is  :  she’s   not   one  .  and   it   goes   without   saying  ,  ‘ bullshirt ’   is   starting   to   get   on   her   nerves  .     ❛   i   think   it’s   more   about   keeping   a  .  .  clean   atmosphere   than   it   is   about   etiquette  .    ❜     wants   to   roll   dark   eyes   at   the   analysis  ,  it’s   going   to   be   harder   than   she   thought  .     ❛   why  ,  are   your   teammates   a   bunch   of   sailors  ?   ❜

          renee’s   head   tilts   just   slightly   as   the   other   woman   voices   her   suspicions   on   their   verbal   restrictions  ,  looking   not   quite   unlike   a   golden   retriever   cocking   it’s   head   in   attempts   to   hear   more   clearly  .      ❛   i’d   have   assumed   they   were   both   the  same   thing  ,   ❜     renee   admits  ,  before   the   likening   of   her  teammates   to  sailors   causes   her   to    chuckle  .      ❛   well  ,  not   all   of   them  .  part   of   what   qualified   us   for   our   particular   team   is   troubled   backgrounds  ,  which   has   done   a   bit   of   havoc-wreaking   on   some   of   their   vocabulary   preferences  .   ❜

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( closed starter for @aewakens​  /  LANDON KIRBY. )

“  i need to borrow some of your phoenix magic.  ”  whatever parts of lizzie’s brain that weren’t occupied with lamenting her current situation  (  she didn’t care if she was in the good place or the bad place  -  it all sucked without her family  )  had been attempting to formulate a plan to return home.  most of those ideas had been thrown out,  but the few she had left would require assistance of the supernatural kind,  considering lizzie had no magic of her own.  “  i want to try something,  but i obviously can’t do it by myself,  so. . .  pretty please  ?  ”  

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( closed starter for @chrrycolas​  /  HOPE MIKAELSON. )

“  you know,  this really is NOT what i had in mind when i pictured where i’d go after i die.  ”  lizzie releases a sigh of frustration,  the short huff of air practically drowned out by the sound of her nails clicking against the table between the two girls.  “  but you’ve got a plan to bust out of here and go back to earth,  right  ?  i mean,  big,  crazy plans are usually your thing.  ”

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( closed starter for @falseqods​  /  FREE CHOICE. )

it’s safe to assume lizzie’s been fuming ever since she landed herself in the good place,  which is evidenced by her continued ranting.  “  i mean,  SERIOUSLY ?  the one time i try to be selfless,  and i end up dying for it.  ”  the blonde throws up her hands in a universal gesture of  ‘  screw it  ’  as she leans back in her chair.  “  forking typical.  ”

[hyunsung]

make me choose ↳  @matteoflrnzi asked: carla rosón or eric effiong

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tag drop: 002.

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LANDON·.

        “  it was definitely more than a dozen times now that i think about it,  but,  uh,  not the point.  “  landon supposes there’s no reason not to reveal his supernatural status to this stranger  ;  he is,  after all,  already dead.  somehow.  after drawing in a long breath,  he offers the girl a sympathetic smile.  “  i’m sort of a phoenix.  er  –  was,  a phoenix.  “

renee is renowed,  at least among her team,  for being able to keep her cool an exceptional amount of time.  there are a lot of odd things in the world that she’s only just now becoming privy to,  and while she tries not to let them shake her too badly,  her expression still falters a bit when the man explains.  “  ah,  ”  renee  says,  her fingers coming up to twist the pastel ends of her hair.  “  i can honestly say i’ve never met a phoenix before.  my name is renee.  ”  she offers her hand to the brunette with a smile  -  supernatural creatures or not,  she’s still polite.

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ANNA‌.

“ I HADN’T NOTICED THAT, BUT I DON’T USUALLY SWEAR ANYWAY. ” anna responded, a light shrug of her shoulders, it wasn’t common etiquette for a princess, and though she wasn’t the most sophisticated, by a long shot, she tried her best to be as poised as possible. “ team mates ? are any of them here too. i’m looking for someone myself, actually. and i know that she’s dead, just.. not if she’s here. ”

“ NEITHER DO I, ACTUALLY. ” renee admits to the other woman with a smile. “naturally, it took me quite a while to figure out.” the goalkeeper willed her expression not to turn down when the woman asked whether or not her friends were here - it was a good thing they were still alive, and renee knew it, but that didn’t stop her from missing them. they’d made up her entire world for so long that it was so strange to be without them. “ no, they’re all still alive, thankfully. i’m the only one here. who is it you’re looking for? ”

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EDDIE·.

chews     at     the     shape     of     a     bitten     brim          ,          quirked     downward     when     he     considers     his     friends’     fates          ;          doesn’t     know     whether     they’re     alive     or     dead          !          never     quite     expected     to     be     the     first     of     the     gang     to     die          ,          but     he     supposes     it’s     not     the     worst          :          at     least     he     doesn’t     have     to     suffer     the     kind     of     ache     that     he     knows     would     be     associated     with     the     passing     of     one     of     the     losers’     club          .          he     won’t     entertain     that     kind     of     bone     -     marrow     hurt          .               ❛               i     don’t     think     so          .          probably     for     the     best          ,          right          ?          they’re     better     off     alive     than          ,          uh          ,          y’know          .          dead          .               ❜

dark     eyes    thoughtful     as     they     study     the     man’s     face          ,          renee     sees     his      expression     grow     just     a      bit     darker          .          despite      her     usually     cheerful     facade          ,          she     wouldn’t     be     surprised      if      her     expression     had     done     the     same           .            is      it     SELFISH     to     wish     that     she      wasn’t     the     only      fox     here           ?          what     renee     wouldn’t      give     for     allison’s     no-nonsense     tone      of      voice     or     andrew’s      cool      logic            ,           even      if      that     meant       they’d      had     to      perish           .            thankfully          ,          her     selfish      wishes        were        just        that                  -                  wishes                  ,                  remaining        ungranted                  .                  ❛          yes                   ,                   that         is         definitely         true          .                they         have         plenty         of         life         left         to         live                   ,                   after         all                   .              ❜

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MODESTY.

          “  i  have  —  i  have  only  really  heard  people  swear  when  angry  ,  “  modesty  recounts  ,  as  if  looking  for  approval  from  the  other  ,  eyebrows  knitting  together  ,  looking  up  ,  “  but  —  i  mean  ,  i  do  not  think  it  is  necessary  ,  because  if  you  are  not  angry  …  you  do  not  have  to  swear  ?   and  if  we  are  in  a  good place  ,  then  …  anger  should  not  be  necessary  ,  “  she  sounds  almost  sheepish   while  speaking  , shrugging  her  shoulders  .  “  team  ?  like  …  sports  ?  “

            the  girl  seems  unsure  of  herself  ,  and  renee  feels  an  almost  innate  need  to  boost  her  confidence  .  her  smile  is  warm  and  kind  as  she  considers  her  words  ,  and  it  maintains  those  qualities  when  she  nods  .  “  i  think  you  might  be  right  -  i  have  yet  to  see  any  need  for  anger  here  .  ”  when  modesty  asks  about  her  team  ,  she’s  reminded  that  a  good  deal  of  people  here  have  never  heard  of  exy  .  “  yes  ,  we  play  a  sport  called  exy  together  .  or  ,  we  used  to  ,  before  i  died  .  ”

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BETTY‌.

        ‘  it  actually  took  me  a  solid  few  minutes  -  ’    she’s  not  the  type  that  thinks  she’s  BETTER  than  others  for  not  swearing  on  the  daily  basis  ,   but  betty  cooper  was  trained  to  be  the  polite  girl  next  door !   blonde  ponytail  bounces  ,   blue  eyes  are  bright  with  excitement  .   she  may  have  died  ,   but  what  a  place  to  be !    ‘  oh  ,   neither  could  some  of  my  friends  .  ’    love  you  ,   jughead  and  veronica  but  -  they  were  always  a  bit  rough  around  the  edges  .    ‘  at  least  they  don’t  have  to  consciously  make  that  decision  to  be  polite  ,   here  anyways  .  ’  

‘  it  took  a  while  for  me  ,  as  well  .  i’m  not  normally  big  on  expletives  ,  here  or  when  i  was  alive  .  ’  when  she  was  alive  .  what  a  strange  sentence  to  utter  ,  no  matter  how  well  prepared  she  thought  she  was  for  death  .  renee  felt  like  she’d  lived  several  lifetimes  before  she’d  even  turned  eighteen  ,  but  being  dead  so  young  (  multiple  lifetimes  or  no  )  still  felt . . .  wrong  .  ‘  something  tells  me  that  andrew  would  find  plenty  of  ways  to  be  impolite  regardless  of  his  inability  to  swear  here  .  it’s  just  as  well  that  he’s  still  alive  then  ,  i  suppose  .  ’  she  was  confident  that  when  his  time  came  ,  he  would  end  up  in  the  good  place  as  well  ,  despite  his  reservations  about  his  own  character  .  ‘  are  your  friends  here  with  you  ?  ’

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MAYA‌.

a soft chuckle leaves maya’s lips. ironically, when she had gotten a moment to herself, that was one of the very first things she had discovered. it had been on the back burner of her mind all day, but she hadn’t really been able to bring it up to anyone because of this whole… oh. right. thinking positive. “but who would really need to swear in a place like this? we are in paradise after all.“ she flashes a small smile, all she really has the energy to give. it’s been a hectic transition. her mind wanders to how perfectly riley would fit into a society so painfully… well, good. “my best friend would actually prefer it this way, if you could believe it. the alternatives that they have here are what she actually used in daily conversation down on earth.”

the blonde seems a bit strained, renee notices, though she doesn’t comment on it. she’s found that more often than not, silent support and distractions can be even more helpful than facing an issue head on. “i suppose that’s true,” renee muses, a thoughtful smile playing at her lips. though in recent years she hasn’t been one to let loose on expletives, it seems odd that any kind of utopia would restrict its citizens in any way, even if it was something as small as swearing. “your best friend sounds like the polar opposite of my teammates, then.” her smile widens as she admits this. “they’ll take any opportunity to swear, especially the monsters. but it’s all a part of their charm, of course.”

[thickdickgrayson]

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