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[text]: So I might be in a hospital right now…
RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS … accepted !
( sms : hansol ) ....jesus christ what did you do( sms : hansol ) please tell me wonwoo didn’t convince you to do something stupid and you went with it( sms : hansol ) okay but more importantly, are you fine???
Embarrass Me
EMBARRASS ME: I’LL WRITE A DRABBLE ABOUT MY CHARACTER SAYINGOR DOING SOMETHING EMBARRASSING TO HIMSELF OR TO YOUR CHARACTER.
“I’ve got this!” She reassures themale next to her, though the dubious look in his eyes tells her clearly enoughthat he doesn’t believe her. So be it. The kitten paws at the branch, and Tzuyureaches on tip toes once again, as if she’d be testing her luck: but she’s donethat before and, no matter how hard she tries, she can’t do any more than touchthe thick branch with her fingertips. She can hear Vernon commenting something,and she’s certain it’s an attempt to make her hold back from what she’s aboutto do… but she doesn’t pay attention.
She breathes out a quiet sigh, beforestepping forwards, tugging at branch after branch, until she’s certain that she’sfound one that will support her weight, then starts climbing. And it does gowell – she stumbles here and there, slides little by little in certain spots but,after a few good moments, she’s high enough to be able to reach for the kitten,and she does… but, clearly, she hasn’t thought that through enough. Themovement is too quick, too abrupt, and the feline is, inevitably, scared, sobefore Tzuyu can dodge, its little claws lodge into the back of her hand. “Aish!”Her little squeal is enough to make the kitten retreat, but, with that, theidol finds herself withdrawing her hand, and it’s enough to lose balance – she didn’trealize that she wouldn’t be strong enough to hold herself up with just onehand.
It’s a short fall, really, because shehasn’t gotten that high – but it’s flat on her bottom, with a loud thump and awhine, and when she looks up to her companion, he has the most insufferablesmug expression on his face – one that screams ‘I told you so’, even if he didn’topen his mouth. “…that… might not have been my best idea—“
GHOST!
Halloween-ish Starter Prompts!
→GHOST! a starter where my character is trying to convince yours that ghosts are/aren’t real.
Inhale in. Exhale out. Inhale in. Exhale out. These were the words she tried to keep repeating in her head, firstly to remain calm and secondly to prevent herself from becoming any more afraid than she was now.
“I swear there’s something in there..I don’t know if it’s a ghost..but something is there,” she explained and pointed, as they both stood outside her house. Vernon was basically the first person that came to mind when she first discovered her house was possibly ‘haunted’, mainly because she confided in him so much and judging by his personality, he didn’t seem like the type of person to get scared easily. She hoped today by bringing him along home, he would be able provide some closure for her situation.
It had already been a week since the ‘incident’; her first sleep paralysis experience was definitely not a pleasant one. But after that, nothing seemed the same. Doors appeared to have opened on their own, random gusts of wind entering into the house, and she swore she could sometimes hear footsteps in the hallways. She never really believed in ghosts; always found it some phony myth; but now… she wasn’t too certain about that anymore.
"Wanna go costume shopping with me?"
Halloween Starters . . . accepted !
halloween could have easily been one of her favorite days. kids running around in the cutest little costumes, proclaiming that they were a mummy or a doctor in their tiny voices and chests raised in pride. bags of candy were on sale and she could splurge just for herself and her sister and well, maybe she could spare one bag for the small groups of kids coming by. the decorations however, were her least favorite. anything horror related made her shrink in fear and crawl under her blanket to feel safe. her most favorite part? costume shopping and forcing her friends into ridiculous outfits hanging on the racks of stores.
costume shopping. her attention was quickly caught and she turned her head slightly to look at her friend. she was actually surprised to hear those words fall from the younger male’s voice. normally, he was terrified of what she’d dress him up in since she had often talked about a variety of costume ideas for him whenever they had time to talk in between his schedules. of course, she didn’t blame him for rejecting every idea she’s had. her favorite of all ideas, was the blue moon. she had shown him a fan-edited picture that she found brilliant and it was only received with a horrified gasp followed by shrieks of “get that away from me” and “i think i’m gonna get nightmares.” her brow raised in question, arms folded across her chest.
“are you sure you want me to go costume shopping with you? you can’t reject everything i throw at you, okay?” his mouth was already opening to protest, but she wagged her finger and shook her head, quickly stopping him. “nope. this is the only condition i’ll take to go costume shopping with you. and we all know you don’t trust your members to pick for you either. plus, they’ll be easily spotted in a crowd. so, what’ll it be?”
× hvced
× “Do kids even drink coffee? I’m joking. I think I picked this bad habit when I was sixteen or something around that.”
“You look like you could use a hand.”
SEND ONE IF WE HAVEN’T INTERACTED (OR EVEN IF WE HAVE THE MORE THE MERRIER)
“Oh- yes, thank you!” She glanced up at the other with a look of relief gracing her features, as she had been attempting to balance several shopping bags, a cup of coffee, and her car keys between both hands. “Would you mind opening the door for me?”
