#anabellathedreamer

[fluffy-bee]

Plainly put, deep down Bell is afraid of falling in love, or caring for someone for that matter. The only way she will fall in love is kicking and screaming. Because she knows she has enemies, and anyone she cares for would and will be used against her.

That is why she is unresponsive when people flirt with her. She'll try anything, anything not to care for someone.

[emberismyname-archive]

seven /

apollomunsunitedmuses started following you thewhiteknights started following you diminutivemystery started following you anabellathedreamer started following you devilishherolovingprincess started following you piratxbasxlinx started following you kxryente started following you

"Okay, be straight with me...is that really the first thing you thought of? You actually thought that that was a good idea? I can't tell what's worse; that you legitimately gave that thought, or that you actually went through with it."

[fluffy-bee]

Back to Amity

Bell sighed as she strolle down the streets of Amity Park, still not quite believing she was there. What was she thinking, coming back here? It would be too easy to just stay at home and relax for a change, but her damned new found conscience wouldn't allow it.

She looked around, trying to remember the route to the ghost boy's -Danny, his name was Danny- house. After a few wrong turns she finnaly found it, just as it was when she last saw it. She stood in front of the huge door that towered over her, and rang the bell.

[fluffy-bee]

Well, this is akward/ closed with nxmirandy

Bell walked down the hall, pushing the trolley and humming slightly. It was almost comicaly easy to sneak into the hotel; the cleaning lady practicaly showed the uniform into her hand when she mentioned she was the replacement.

She stopped in front of door 324 and knocked "Mr. Zekiel? It's room service." when she heard no awnser, she pulled out the key card and walked into the pitch dark living area.

It was a nice room, decorated in nice white and gold hues with lovely furniture placed threwout the room. Shame it's gonna be splatered with blood preety soon. She closed the door behind her and locked it, then turned back to the room and pulled out the 500 Smith & Wesson shotgun, clinking off the safety and pointing it at the ceiling as she let her eyes adjust to the dark.

[fluffy-bee]

The Case of Gravity Falls/closed with d-i-p-p-e-r

Bell ran down the forest path, her gun; a Browning 9mm with silver amunition in her left hand. In her right was a blade as long as her forearm, held in front her to strike if the need arose.

After a few minutes, she sighed and put away her weapons and pulling out a map, which she stared at irritably for a few moment before walking down the path, slowly this time. Soon she passed a sight, which read Welcome to Gravity Falls. Perfect, just perfect. The thing just had to run into a town, as if tracking it through a forest isn't bad enough.

She walked on, stoping at the small pie shop for lunch along the way. It was fairly empty, aside from a few people who paid her no mind. She pulled out a small binder and examined the contents; a pile of papers, most of them newspapers. The headlines read things like The Beast Strikes Again and Two more victoms of the Beast of Oregon. 

Once she ate and paid the waitress, she set back down the sidewalk, passing small shops and stores along the way. Soon she came to an old lookig shack, with the words The Mystery Shack spelled out on the roof. She steps inside, looking around "'ello? Anyone here?"

[fluffy-bee]

Dancers/closed with dxsperates

Bell sat at one end of the bar, absentmindedly swirling her wine around as she gazed around the club she worked at. The club, called Guilty Pleasures, was one of the fastest growing clubs this side of Vegas, and tonight it was so packed half the customers were standing.

She took a sip of wine and looked at herself in the mirror behind the bar; her ginger hair was up in a high ponytail, and her long red coat hid her costume and kept her warm at the same time. Best not catch a cold in the busiest month of the year.

[littlebadger]

A fort and an assassin | anabellathedreamer

Danny was eating popcorn and watching Armageddon on his laptop in a fort he made out of his blankets as well as some towels he found in the hall closet of the mansion.

“Oh, hiya! Just havin’ a little time to myself in a fort with my favorite film. Wanna join?”

[littlebadger]

"Who was your first crush?"

(#2) No Lies

“First crush? …Sam…a lot of people used to think it was Paulina..but…she was more of a distraction.