#exinternmaureen

[joisalone-blog]

@exinternmaureen said something.

“Oh shit. . . You don’t actually have a. . .”

This was why Jo didn’t talk. She always said the wrong thing. It was her curse, to be an observer, but to never take part. Jolene knew she  wasn’t the nicest person in the world, but she never wanted to actively harm anyone.

“If you do. . . have that... I think that’s not right, Maureen.”

[milewidegrin-blog]

@exinternmaureen   “Really? I feel like I’ve been pretty honest with you.”

Kevin’s body seemed to periodically twitch. He was pretty sure that he was still happy as he could be, but he thought he might have been a little angry with her. It was true that she had been honest about not wanting to work at the station anymore, but that was just something people said. Nobody had ever tried to walk out on him before, at least not recently. 

"WE HAVE BEEN VERY GOOD TO YOU MAUREEN.”

His tone was still happy, but he spoke very loudly. Not shouted, spoke loudly.

“All I asked in return was your respect. And your obedience. But that was TOO HARD, huh?”

[cecilpalmcr-blog]

@exinternmaureen said something. 

  He sighed again. He couldn’t understand his interns. Perhaps because he was never an intern himself. Or maybe he was? Some of his memories were missing or broken. Maybe they never happened at all. Either way, he shook his head a little. 

  “Maureen, just do what I say, okay? You can’t walk home like this. What if something happens?” Night Vale wasn’t always safe, after all. 

[cecilpalmcr-blog]

“i’m not as think as you drunk i am.” ~exinternmaureen

Meme. Accepting. @exinternmaureen

  Cecil sighed. He could vaguely remember the days of his youth where he would get this drunk. Sure, he had been drunk fairly recently but not like this. Maureen was stumbling and her words were hardly making sense. 

   “Let me drive you home.” She was still a kid to him. He didn’t want something bad to happen to her. 

[cecilpalmcr-blog]

@exinternmaureen said something.

“I hope you someday grow as a person, Maureen. Grow up and past this attitude of yours.” 

[ask-intern-maureen]

Bloodstone Academy AU

They couldn’t help their situation, Maureen and Maureen.  Even their own father, who was a healer, hadn’t been able to figure out how to reverse whatever had split them into two people, but they’d been making it work for long enough that it felt natural now.  Like having a twin.  And most of the school didn’t seem to really mind too much.  Or notice.

But Professor Palmer was hell and Level Six Incantations was... well, being recruited as a TA was one thing, but with Cecil, that meant that they were also dragged into helping him run the weird little radio thing.  It was so annoying.

Maureen rolled out of bed before the sun had even set and looked at the clouds outside the Blindhawk dorm windows.  Clouds were unusual.  It was going to be a weird day.

She got dressed and made her way down the many floors, most of which were nonexistent, to the Spiderwolf dorms to see Maureen before she had to go find Cecil to help him prep for the broadcast.

She laid heavily on the bed next to her sort-of twin and groaned.  “This place is... have you read any of that last fic Cecil gave us?  I want to cry.”

[theharlanboy]

[text] So I'm pretty sure I don't like Dana anymore but I'm not sure if that's a good thing tbh ~exinternmaureen

[text] Moving on sounds like a good thing. Wanna come over and talk?

exinternmaureen

[night-vale-weatherman]

♙ ~exinternmaureen ((because I'm nosy xD))

( exinternmaureen )

♙ - date night

While the Weatherman usually has relatively good fashion sense (by normal world standards anyway, he’s more likely to wear a three piece suit than furry pants), he tends to overthink his clothes for a date night. As a result, each individual article of clothing looks nice, but the overall outfit ends up clashing in awkward ways.