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[captaindippinsauce-blog]

Shit Cyn and I Say That is Way to Close to Our Characters

Dipper: I kinda wanna break out the black light but I don't.

Wendy: Dude what if you took out the black light and whatever is crusted on the bedsheets spells out "boo". Which would freak you out more: the substance or the word?

Dipper: Well I'd want to know what the substance is. Is it semen? Is it Ghosty goo? Is it Ghost semen?

[priincesspacificaarchive]

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Pacifica nods slowly, “I’ve been, uh, having nightmares. They get pretty bad. It’s a bunch of stuff, you know? Just..a lot of Weirdmaggedon, and there’s ringing bells, and uh...being in that tapestry.” She shakes her head, “It’s stupid, I know. Everyone else probably has them too. Mine probably aren’t that special. I just...” She wrinkles her nose. “I know my parents, my family, they’re bad people. But seeing them turned to stone like that...” She shakes her head, involuntarily shudders at the memory. “I can’t sleep...” She curls in on herself more, “And nothing I do seems to help.”

[angelsandemons]

“Your turn a person into a curtain ONE time...”

[kellsxbells]

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Usually, Kells kept the trinkets she found falling to the bottom of the lake. So when she saw the little brown square of a wallet floundering its way downward, her long fingers plucked it from the water and peeked inside, shamelessly looking for something she could use or admire.

Instead, her eyes found a familiar face pictured within, and-- yes, a shock of red hair above the roiling water’s surface. Indeed, she’d seen her grow up here in Gravity Falls, from an adorable little girl to a lanky preteen to a young adult in her own right. Kells even happened to have a rather high opinion of her; at the very least, she had always been respectful of the wilderness, which was more than she could say for plenty of kids her age.

This was why, rather than keep the little wallet, she felt compelled to return it. Cautiously she peeked above the water, trying as best she could not to startle the young woman, and held the dripping-wet item up for her to see.

“...You dropped this, I believe.”

[angelsandemons]

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Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Would they date them: probably | no

Favorite thing about them: She’s a person who likes to take action, and knows how to have a good time.Least favorite thing about them: Honestly not a whole lot? Probably the whole “getting in the way of his party” thing, but there’s really not a lot for him to dislike about her as a person?

[starrypsychic-moved]

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15.A text for help

[txt: alternate Wendy]: May I ask you something?

[txt: alternate Wendy]: I require advice on something as strange as that sounds

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[tiitaniumxwill--archived-blog]

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     “Ah, yes please!” Dipper says with a wide grin as he follows her up the roof. He really needed some time to relax, or at least learn how to relax.

[wetheremnants]

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Existing doesn't come FREE for any creature, all are obliged to do some INANE task to prolong their existence and Bill is no different. Once every thousand years he MUST consume the life-force of some living thing, the catch being that the creature in question has to AGREE in order for him to take what he needs. More often than not it's a TEDIOUS process, he must offer something they want and in return they are to give him their life force on the day of their death. WILLINGLY. That means no dirty tricks, no killing them himself, he must play NICE.

The rift in Gravity Falls makes the Humans there EASY prey, he can slip into their world and make contact with someone who he thinks will give him what he needs. It takes time for him to choose, WATCHING and lurking in the dreams of townsfolk until he finds one that doesn't seem too COWARDLY to fulfill their end of the bargain.

Even once he's found someone, the approach must be CAUTIOUS. Firm enough not to seem like a mere dream but not so much that it FRIGHTENS. In the end, he settles for making his presence known in a flash of light, almost DIVINE in it's approach as his hands hold glowing embers, the dream around them fading away.

          ❝Wendy Corduroy. -- I'm here to have an IMPORTANT           conversation with you, you might want to sit down, kid. --❞

It only takes the CLICK of his fingers to summon up a chair behind her and a cup of coffee floating beside it, his best attempt at seeming WELCOMING.

          ❝-- The name’s BILL CIPHER, your guardian to be.           That is, if you say YES.❞