#deadnctstupid

[sisterscorned]

@deadnctstupid cnt from here.

A callous expression rests on a pale face as she is questioned if she could handle the truth. Not much shocked her anymore. . .Her brother the most obvious of causes. . .but we can’t forget her parent’s decaying corpses! That probably impacted her connection to society. It cast her estranged and from that point forwards she seeks something to stop the numbness she had felt.

“Tell me.” Its spoken as a whisper as she takes slow cautious steps deeper inside room 64. She’d stand idle, arms at her sides as she stares at the haunt. “I am more then capable of handling it---I’m not afraid.”

[bookdestined-blog]

“ hallowed be thy name,” ember whispers as she looks around the hotel entrance. It was FILLED with the feeling of dread. “spirits lurk here, but they aren’t too mad.” she murmured.    hands hold her bag tightly-- she just needed a place to stay, only for the night. just until the people of greendale recovered from the signing of her book- it left it in RUIN. just as the prophesy at said. but at the end of the day, no matter what she did, how much she helped-- SHE WAS STILL THE ANTICHRIST. and she couldn’t help any one.     a bad omen be her, a hex be her name, and now greendale knows her unintentional wrath and so shall any person she touches. // @deadnctstupid <3 for a starter 

[bitcsthcdust]

“Nice hat. What are you trying to look like a secret agent or something.”

Jurassic Park (1993) sentence starters -

Michael looked over at the other man, not really sure how to act or reply. He was still trying to get used to this place, a place that seemed even weirder than the Murder House. This lady, who was always dressed so nicely offered him a home when his grandmother had kicked him out. And the few days he had been here, he had met more people than his entire life before. 

“I-I was just trying something out. I found it in her room.” With her he meant the countess. “No need to make fun of me.”

[ycnggods-a-blog]

"You cannot deny evil, its your calling." (Nate)

“it can’t be my calling because i’m not evil. i don’t want to be that way, you’re talking to the wrong person here.”

                                             @deadnctstupid gets nate!!

[ycnggods-a-blog]

“From the day we met, I knew I’d hurt you eventually.” (Starren)

“did you also know that you shouldn’t piss off a witch, or are you too stupid? you did hurt me but i can do a lot worse to you without even breaking a sweat.”

                                             @deadnctstupid gets starren!!              

[bitcsthcdust]

‘Don’t you get it? You’re mine now!’

Send ‘Don’t you get it? You’re mine now!’ for my muses reaction.

“I think it is very clear that I do not belong to anyone..” Michael stated while staring at the other. Who was he to claim him his own? He was so much stonger than him, he was stronger than anyone. Michael didn’t need anyone, sure sometimes he doubted even that but the past had proved him countless times. Nevertheless, he kept his mask up, pretending he was the strong warlock everyone saw in him. That nothing and no one could break him. “If anyone here belongs to someone it’s you to me. You sold your soul to the devil countless times. Satan owns you therefore I own you. That’s how it works.”

[levixthxn-thegirl]

‘a moment of weakness’

7. Your muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and mine happens to pass by.

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Stepping out for a little night time stroll seemed like a good idea at the time, letting Ambrosine take some time to herself to clear her head. This also giving Mr.March some time to himself, as he seemed a little on edge about something she couldn't quite put her finger on. Maybe even in death, he just never seemed to calm down.

After what seemed like hours and hours of sight seeing and recharging herself, the prince returned to the Hotel Cortez, and immediately felt like something was of, like there was a sense of danger in the air. Out of instinct, Ambrosine went up the stairs upon entering and start to the bar, where she found the source of the dangerous vibes; James Patrick March, one of the most devious and macabre men she had ever met, surrounded by a group of very pissed off individuals.

"Um, excuse me?", she said, trying to get the thugs attention, "But I need him for a few things still so I could possibly just help with whatever is going on and then have him back?"

[sternehaltend-blog]

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Sometimes, Callisto would find herself in places that she never had been before. Today, it was a hotel that caught her eyes. The young woman had been on a little trip and now was in the need of a place to stay. Most other hotels didn’t have a spare room, even if it was just for one night. Thankfully, she found this hotel here that could offer her a room. Some people might say that this place had something unsettling, but to her it seemed like any other place. 

She didn’t see a lot of other guests as she walked through the hotel, much to her surprise. She had been in a few hotels before and she knew how crowded they could be so to see the opposite was refreshing but also scary at the same time. At least it gave her the option of walking around and exploring the hallways a bit. 

Her eyes were wandering from one piece to the next. The decorations had something that she had barely seen anywhere else. She hadn’t noticed the other figure in the room she was currently in, until she turned around.

 “Oh gosh, you scared me.” Her words came out as a laughter and she shook her head softly. “Sorry, I didn’t see you there...I was looking at some of the pictures here...the hotel looks so beautiful and nice! I’m surprised that not more people are here to stay. “