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Some Fun Munday Asks ( accepting )

♦: Relationship with your Muse.

Abusive. LMFAO. I’m kidding. But seriously. Joe is one of those muses who DEMANDS things, if you know what I’m talking about. Some of my friends (I’m looking at you @heffronbullshit) claim that I’m Joe reincarnated as a joke because of the similarities in our personalities, but I can tell you that I have a LOT of fun writing the guy. I started in the fandom as Gene Roe and while I LOVED to play him ( and always will ), it always felt like something was missing. My first choice was always Liebgott (which can be seen here in a Munday question from my other blog) but seeing as there already WAS one here, I didn’t want to overlap when there were so many great characters to choose from. But when the other Liebgott blog died and the muse for Gene was disappearing, I jumped on the Liebgott train and NEVER looked back. 

But yes, back to the question at hand, the relationship is one that I thoroughly enjoy because this guy has brought out a different side of writing and motivation for me. I WANT to get on, I want to network and find new people to write with because of him, and I really want other people to love him as much as I do because, lets be real here, Liebgott is a FANTASTIC fucking character.

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@corporalnurse liked.

“nurse --- i can stand , a’right? don’t hurt too bad,” he’s not so much a joe toye in physique , but his strength is persisting. though exhaustion basically fills his bones to the marrow , he knows staying any longer will risk being reassigned & enduring a whole process that’ll wipe away the results of TRAINING AT TOCCOA. he can’t split up from those men , a thought searing into his brain as he hauls his torso up first , wincing from the sharp needle-like pain stabbing him around his lower torso.

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his words fall short , faltering in his speech. his sentence escapes him , trouble finding footing on a starting word. the coughs & ill-sounds arising from the men within the aid station can render one more unsettled ----- but he’s looking for someone. a friend.

  “i’m looking for popeye --- sgt. wynn,” he corrects himself , eyes coated with a unique hopefulness not many tote within the station. ”is he here?”

[heffronbullshit]

“You’re going to have one hell of a hangover tomorrow.”

{ DRUNK SENTENCE STARTERS }

    Don’t ever play a game that’s main goal is for you to take more shots than someone that drinks regularly, very bad idea, and Babe especially would not recommend it, considering he just played it. Not only did he lose, but he was now properly wasted, and kind of regretting it.

    Right now, he was just resting his head on one of the tables, nearly falling asleep until he heard the voice of another talking to him. He simply nodded and chuckled. 

                    “Yeah yeah.. I know..”

{ @corporalnurse }