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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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if i look back, i am lost

Love Begins
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TVSTRANGERTHINGS

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carrd. ask memes. starter calls. open starters.
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a lil' elfie activity update
I’m currently in a show rn so rehearsals have been consuming most all of my time and energy, SO until it’s run is over my activity will be very low on all blogs 🙏
that being said the b.ridgerton hyper fixation is returning in full swing due to the new season so I will probably put most of my energy onto those blogs (@/awynter, @/nomdepen & @/quinnverse)! i hope to put out some starters & queue some replies that i owe here and there when I get time or a spark of energy! but otherwise my activity will be minimal until March 😔
that being said ! my inbox is always open for memes and my dms are always open for chatting and plotting! replies to all will simply be slower 🙏🏻
imy and ily all very much!
I'll think of an excuse and we can get away. (barb)
"No offence, Harrington, but I'm not entirely jazzed about the idea of putting my life into your hands. Again. Is there a way out of here that doesn't require excuses and low-level, life-or-death improv skills?"
Who gave you that? (erica)
"Nobody gave it to me. I took it--fair and square. You should really hide your shit better, bonehead. And if you think I'm giving it back to you for free, you're wrong. Dead wrong."
do you drink coffee or tea? - to eden
"Coffee. Black." Eden crossed her arms over her chest. "Now are we gonna play barista all day, or are you gonna tell me what the Hell going on?"
I wasn't even sure if it was real. (eden)
"Yikes, you sound like my brother when he has one of his freaky nightmares." Eden hesitated a moment before continuing. "Sounds pretty gnarly, though. It reminds me of the first time I took psychedelics at church camp, and saw an angel. Not the Christmas topper kind, either. A real angel. All biblical, and shit. Maybe that's what you saw, a seraphim. A messenger from God, come to tell you about everything you're doing wrong."
“I think I can respect that.” After all it had been forced into his head from a rather young age that men don’t express their emotions. That wasn’t what they were supposed to do- his Father had felt very passionately about this, and had made it so that Steve would agree… or else. While the young man was not above a panic here or there- they felt justified considering what he dealt with on an almost daily basis.
“Figures you would have a question. Anyone ever tell you that you wanna know too much?” Steve asked dryly.
He supposed that he should have figured that she would ask that- honestly he had asked himself that a few times. Why he stuck around, “I could. I could just leave but… I like it here. I like this town, and I made a promise.” A promise to someone who was no more than a friend now, “I can’t leave the people I care about behind… y’know?”
"Maybe once or twice." She smirked. She'd spent most of her childhood being called a know-it-all. It wasn't until her powers emerged that she took the name to heart. Knowing everything was fun when it came to planets and state capitals, but it lost its luster when it came to predicting causalities and winning lottery numbers.
"Promises can be broken, though. Most of the time they are. Most people I know wouldn't keep a promise if it meant risking their own ass. Even if it meant saving the world from evil villains."
Her smile turned sad for a moment as she thought about her last encounter with Ricky. He had promised to protect them, to make sure Francine and Marcy got away. He'd kept his promise until his last breath and all she could hope was that the same fate wouldn't befall Steve.
"But loyalty is a good trait to have. It's always good to have at least one person you can rely on in the end times."
He doesn’t remember how many of them were there for the end of his possession. Standing terrified between a little girl and a monster he helped create and nearly losing his life in the process.. you tend to lose the details. But Billy isn’t sure a thing like that is something you can just work through.
“I’m not so sure it wants to find me. Didn’t seem to like me much. Just liked to fuck with my head.” And that he was strong enough to use. Able to be puppeteered just right to lure men, women, and children to their demise. “At least if it did it could finish the job.”
"I wouldn't be so sure about that. It doesn't pick just anybody. It's careful, precise with its... hosts." Her voice sounded far more confident than she felt, but she was merely glad she'd made it in time to make a difference. At least her powers were good for something useful, she thought.
"It chooses someone based on their strengths and weaknesses. Whatever it is, it uses your fears to control you. Gives you nightmares to keep you from sleeping, to keep your mind malleable. It's psychological warfare, one-oh-one."
Fran watched him as she chewed at the inside of her cheek. She didn't know exactly what it was that had taken over Billy, but she knew whatever it was had to be linked to whatever Brenner was doing in the lab. Whatever those creatures were, she knew they came from that tear in the wall; the horrible place, the Elsewhere.
"Do you remember anything from when it was..." She cringed, but powered on. "Inside you? Did you hear or see anything that might help figure out what it was?"
rehearsals started this week so replies will be relegated to queue & weekend posts uwu
. ݁⋆⁺₊✧ 🔪ཀཀ : BLOOD IS THICKER THAN ... roleplay crime sentence starters, based on CRIME FILMS. genre: mystery, thriller, crime, organized crimes. trigger warning: blood, murder.
That's [him/her/them]. The kid I am talking about.
You see? We had a deal. Now they're backing out.
It's obviously some psychological thing.
Please, I need help.
Do you need methadone? For methadone, I need to see prescription.
Did you get a name?
You're all right. Stay with us, all right?
Did you sleep? Are you okay?
[Name], where did you get this?
It's your own fault for giving [him/her/them] something to play with.
Well, I can't read Russian, can I?
Do you always rob the bodies of the dead?
It's one of the perks of working at the hospital.
I'm looking for an address.
You shouldn't steal things from the dead. Not even their secrets.
Oh, don't go all momentous on us, [name].
You should put this into the coffin.
Bury the secrets with the bodies.
That is why I left, to find a better life.
I'll think of an excuse and we can get away.
You're so fucking unbelievably disrespectful.
You have the wrong address.
What was your father's first name?
Come on. Hurry! Hurry!
More glasses for red wine over there.
If [he/she/they] had worked here, I would remember the name.
My God, that's amazing.
I'm so sorry I couldn't help.
I'll probably find out more once I get the journal.
If we get the names of any relatives, I will call them myself.
So tomorrow? Shall we say 7:00?
Well, then it's settled. But, for now, you must forgive me.
You don't see them anymore. How much do you want for it?
"Sentimental value." I've heard of that.
Not staying for party?
You want to go for a drink instead?
I'm living back here for a bit.
Christ, you make me sound like a burning building.
I'm not allowed to be honest?
What has that got to do with anything?
It's an English expression, you fucking baboon.
Do you really think I do this kind of thing?
I have converted the upstairs rooms into a private social club.
They said there was no tickets to go in!
Hey! Show some respect for a dead man.
I thought you might want 0.05 from the pocket.
I'm going to do the teeth and cut off the fingers. You might want to leave room.
If you want to dump body, this is best place.
This is the best spot to get rid of a corpse.
I wasn't expecting you so early.
Well, I was going to keep it.
Today, I broke my rules and I drank vodka.
Where's your fucking keys?
They don't even celebrate Christmas!
Who the fuck are you to tell me, "Enough"?
Have you ever met a girl called [name]?
Sometimes birth and death go together.
How much do I owe you?
We think he might be a Mafia.
In Russian prisons your life story is written on your body in tattoos.
You don't have tattoos, you don't exist.
Who gave you that?
You don't go to someone else with this. You don't go to anyone.
Perhaps you can guess. I'm going to wash my hands.
Do you know what that means?
If I can persuade [name ] to translate it, will you leave the rest to the police?
That's an order. What's the matter with you?
I wasn't even sure if it was real.
What's your last name? Tell me your last name.
Where are you from? Which village? Which town?
Stay alive a little longer. Understand?
How did you get in here?
I'm afraid you're not allowed in here.
I have known for some years that [he/she/they] has strayed from the path I set out for them.
But please, [name], let me deal with it.
I mean, some of the things they did are illegal..
I have made some enquiries.
Perhaps we can do a deal. Do you understand me?
So you know where I am, and I know where you are, [name].
Do you want some tea or something?
I told you this! I told you that… I know it's my fault.
I have a friend who's got a gun..
Don't talk about guns!
You never worked for the fucking [name].
You cannot do deals with those people
Have you already forgotten what I just told you?
We have to be practical.
This isn't our world. We are ordinary people.
Come here. I've got present for you.
From where, you don't ask.
I can start telling you about the serious stuff.
You scared me! What's wrong?
Your friend [name] is dead.
No, no, no. Don't lie to me.
What are you saying?
Shut your fucking mouth!
What? I don't have to worry?
[He/She/They] commits a murder on my own doorstep and no one thought to tell me about it?
When I find out what happened, we do what we have to, to clean up situation.
I decide what's right and what's wrong!
You do not kill someone for no reason!
Shut up! If you are so well-informed, you will know there are people looking for them!
How can you eat? I'm hungry.
I see you bring bodyguards.
We knew how to deal with a scum like you.
I don't know what you're talking about.
See? You see? I told you it would happen like this.
Anger is very dangerous. Makes people do stupid things.
Please, forget any of this ever happened.
You belong in there with nice people.
Stay away from people like me.
I'm not sure I can carry on another day.
It's always good to have someone who I can trust to do simple tasks.
In this business, sometimes the biggest danger comes from the most stupid things.
You can't afford to be careless in any area.
I don't like to repeat this. But for me, you will repeat it.
If you want to do business with me you must be open with me.
Why don't you go home?
You cannot trust a man with that kind of information.
Lot of villains around. Be careful.
How can you keep doing what you're doing?
Listen to me. Just calm down, all right?
They were going to kill me.
They said they would spare me, only if I delivered [name] to them.
I… I fear you more than I fear them.
Never again do business with any member of my family behind my back.
Do they know what [he/she/they] looks like?
Well, if you're passing, just pass.
Family's important to you people, isn't it?
You stop talking shit about [him/her/them]!
There is nothing to tell.
They just kick down the door and ask for [him/her/them] by name.
What gives the right to the police to take [name]!?
I've never seen so many old people in one place.
Whose party is that? The angel of death?
I want to talk business.
So, did you deal with the old man?
You, my dear friend, don't think ill of me.
Don't feel bad for what happened up there. It's just how it is.
You think I didn't know already!?
There are a lot of things I have to teach you.
I've been protecting you until now.
You think I don't know things that you don't know?
Where the fuck do you think you're going?
I have no mother and no father. There is only the code,
That is why there is an empty space above your heart where the stars will go.
I am dead already.
You haven't spoken to [him/her/them] since, have you?
[Name] recommends these places for business meetings.
I will tell you when I return from the bathroom. Okay?
I was told to send [him/her/them] to heaven with bullet in head.
Exile or death. That's the only options.
You got my message.
You have gone beyond what was agreed.
If they terminate the operation now, they will be wasting these.
For poetic reasons, I suggest you take the blood.
It's just that... someone I know got hurt.
It's not a fight if one of you doesn't fight back, right?
Why would they want your blood?
Forgive me. Please, forgive me.
This will be bad for us. It has gone too far!
You're either with them or with me.
The family business will be yours. It's our time.
You're the boss. Now we are partners.
Why don't we go home? Come on.
We're missing the fucking party of the year! Happy New Year!
I need to know who you are.
been having weird brain day but i hope to get some replies out tomorrow! 🖤
I’d love more things for Fran & Eden 🥺🙏🏻 come plot or thread with my weird girlies
where the hell am i? - for robin
“Right, this probably seems pret-ty weird, huh? This is my nest. My metaphorical nest, that is. What I mean to say is, this is the home of The Squawk. You know, the, uh, the radio show." She forced a smile as she stuffed her hands into her jacket pockets. "It's a radio tower. You're in a radio tower. Well, not in the radio tower, but in the... You know what, nevermind.” Panicked, Robin cast a glance over her shoulder. Where was Steve and Dustin when you needed them? “I feel like your brother would be able to explain it way better than I could. But he has a knack for disappearing at the most inconvenient times."
Referring to a canon character as "my oc" because I put more work into them than the author
‘i’m just gonna go get some chocolate pudding.’ (tammy)
"For lunch?" Tammy's expression faltered for a moment at his statement. He was easily one of the hottest boys she'd gone to school with--possibly the hottest guy to ever grace the town of Hawkins, Indiana. And yet he was having the same lunch as a toddler. Maybe her mom was right, she thinks. Maybe all men are like babies, in their own special way. "You know, I can cook pretty well. It's one of my many talents." She lets out a nervous laugh. "I actually got a badge for it in Brownies when I was a kid. Maybe I could... cook for you sometime. Something a bit more nutritious than pudding."
which D&D class suits your muse's personality?
class: fighter
you’re a practical and determined person who goes after what you want. you’re very competitive and may be a bit of a perfectionist, always challenging yourself to do better. you’re not an especially flashy person and you don’t care about status or luxury unless it’s something you’ve earned. you’re grounded and focused on the real world, more concerned with what is than with what could be.
sub-class: samurai
the samurai is a fighter who draws on an implacable fighting spirit to overcome enemies. a samurai’s resolve is nearly unbreakable, and the enemies in a samurai’s path have two choices: yield or die fighting. you’re a determined person who will do everything you can to avoid giving up or backing down from a challenge. you’re patient, detail-oriented, and you know that it’s better to wait for the right moment than to rush into things. you believe that discipline and self-control are important to master in order to improve your skills and grow as a person. some people might find you a little intense, but no can deny that you can pull off some really impressive things
‘it’s okay. you’re safe.’ (for whomever you're feeling! <3)
Nowhere is safe, she thought to herself as she glanced down at the wound on her arm. Francine blinked, letting her vision clear and her eyes adjust to the lights above. Her bicep ached and there was a sharp stinging whenever she tried to flex the muscle, but she was still breathing and that was enough, for now. But when she glanced down at her bandaged arm, her heart nearly seized with fear.
Shot. She had been shot at. By Frazier, and Brenner, and all his minions at the laboratory. The three of them--Six, Three, and Nine--had managed to get outside before the orderlies caught up to them. And in their rush to escape, she'd been shot. But she'd survived. Somehow, against all the odds, she had changed the future.
"The girl I came with, is she going to be okay?" Her voice felt rushed and entirely too slow all at once. Fran had taken a bullet to the arm, but Ricky had taken the most of the damage. He'd sacrificed himself to give Francine and Marcy time to escape, and she was determined to make his loss worthwhile. Other than the unavoidable emotional damage the both of them would suffer for the rest of their lives, Fran just wanted to make sure that Marcy would live.
"I-I'm her guardian. I need to know that she's gonna be okay." Please, her eyes begged. Please tell me she's going to be okay.