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Hi!
Did you make a Spotify playlist with the songs from Love, pain and guitar strings? I thought I saw it somewhere but now I can't find it anymore.
I loved your story btw!
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Thank you so much!
And I did! I've added to it since - enjoy my 90's/early 2000's bops.
Karma and Anabel for the Ship meme
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who hogs the duvet: Karma, the boy has a pillow that is his best friend. Of course he hogs that.
who texts/rings to check how their day is going: Anabel, Karma is mute and doesn’t, technically, have a voice box. And when he does talk it’s usually through the phone, via text, or clipboards that he can create and write on. WHEN HE USES HIS VOICE, it’s a mistake on my part, or that I just didn’t give a shit. But yeah, Karma wouldn’t even think about sending Anabel a text, because they are usually always together.
who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts: Well probably Karma, since he can just think of something and make it exist. Also he’s basically childish, do to all the abuse and trauma. Anabel perhaps isn’t THAT creative, she’s more of the type that would send you a bomb in the mail.
who gets up first in the morning: Probably Anabel. Other than that, most likely neither.
who suggests new things in bed: Anabel, because of course she would.
who cries at movies: I don’t imagine either of them would. Though Karma is more than likely of the two to cry over pretty much anything, if he’s going to cry.
who gives unprompted massages: Neither.
who fusses over the other when they’re sick: Anabel, not because Karma doesn’t care about Anabel, but she’s technically dead...so...can’t...get sick....
who gets jealous easiest: Anabel, not that Karma WOULDn’t get jealous, hell, he destroyed the entire fucking planet because someone was taking his girl all over space and time. BUT, Karma usually doesn’t feel jealous. Anabel can.
who has the most embarrassing taste in music: Probably Karma, he’ll sit and listen to kids show theme songs for hours... lol
who collects something unusual: Karma, definitely. He’s such a fucking adorable dork.
who takes the longest to get ready: Neither, they usually are pretty quick dressers since Karma often dresses so simply and Anabel often has very revealing attire.
who is the most tidy and organized: Probably Anabel, but that’s not saying much.
who gets most excited about the holidays: I don’t think either of them really do. But if anyone of them would, it would be Karma. Since he has the aptitude to enjoy them more.
who is the big spoon/little spoon: Anabel is definitely often the big spoon. Karma normally isn’t isn’t a spoon. He doesn’t like spoons. lol.
who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports: Most likely Anabel.
who starts the most arguments: Most likely Anabel, since Karma can’t really talk back. And talking back often starts a lot of arguments. So that means it’s more ‘nit picking’. And I am sure Karma has a lot of things people enjoy nit picking.
who suggests that they buy a pet: Karma, I suppose. lol
what couple traditions they have: They like to go to murder contests together and murder people, also they solve puzzles. It’s great, all the gangs of new york join in.
what tv shows they watch together: Probably Dexter, who knows. Karma is really the only one that’s ever stopped to enjoy tv so far, between the two.
what other couple they hang out with: ...Ashlin and what’s his name, ...If you call Anabel trying to kill Ashlin, hanging out.
how they spend time together as a couple: Murdering people.
who made the first move: Anabel.
who brings flowers home: Neither, flowers are a weak ass show of affection. XD
who is the best cook: More than likely Anabel, Karma has never cooked before soooo...
Flashback
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Sitting in the 'playroom' with the other children of his ranking, Karma had watched as his sister was wheeled back into the room. It had been several days since the last time he had seen her. And she had been looking far worse than when the last time he had seen her. Though all he could do was look away as the scientists had approached, looking over the other children that reside in the room. All of whom knew to not look at them in fear they might draw their attentions. Karma reached out toward a pillow laying on the floor before bringing it close to his chest and looking down at the book laying open in front of him. His eyes running along the words as he tried to look as uninteresting as a five year old reading a book with a pillow hugged toward their chest could be. A moment later however a woman came in after the scientists and pointed at him directly, saying 'that one'. She then walked over and grabbed Karma by the wrist as she pulled him up to his feet. Karma had long ago learned not to fight back against these people, especially this woman. So calmly he had walked in line with her.
Being pulled into a room he frowned a bit as he saw a team finishing the prep for it. The woman turned to Karma then before stepping around to get a better look at him. She then told him to cheer up and that they were just going to replace his DNA with a creature they had accidentally let die many years before. And that his blood had seemed the most positive match that they had on hand. How that could have been possible, a five year old could not begin to imagine, or explain to himself why. Karma gave a confused look as the woman turned then and continued to explain to the rest of the team what she had been saying. Karma hadn't paid much attention after that. It was best not to, anyway. He had learned, like the others like him, not to interfere or be annoying with the scientists. Picking at the edge of his pillow he swayed slightly as he looked around the room. He had never liked being in these rooms. It always lead to nothing good for him. Mostly being stuck with needles and run through several tests that he had no idea what the point of them were.
Soon he was being picked up and and strapped into a chair hooked up with a few more needles and such that were going to be pricking and other such nonsense at his skin. In the time they had been in most in the medical field had no longer needed to even touch a subject in order to experiment on them...Or perform medical procedures, whatever. Inhaling deeply Karma shut his eyes as he prepared himself for the familiar pain he was about to be in from the futuristic device. As he felt the prick of a needle in his vain and the world begin to fade away from then on as he drifted into darkness. And for what he could only imagine was quite some time he had stayed that way. And then he could hear things being destroyed all around him. Metal twisting and stone crunching together. But still he could not bring himself to wake up from his forced sleep. But he could feel someone carrying him away, to somewhere. Clearly he couldn't really say. The motion had continued for a long time, with the noises of destruction happening all around him.
He could hear people screaming and the panting of the one who had been carrying him to wherever it was they were heading. Only to come to a sudden stop as he heard the female scientists voice in his ears saying 'you aren't taking him from me.' Followed by a mans voice saying 'I need my son, our daughter is a failure. Give him to me!'. But instead of answering the woman had seemed to start running in a different direction as the man screamed about the daughter causing the destruction currently going on around them. It was around that time that Karma had started to feel strange, his body heating up gradually as more sounds of building breaking apart happened around him followed by another scream from the man, fading in the distance the farther the woman ran away with him in her arms. Only for her to gasp after a few moments before being tossed to the floor. It was hard to feel anything, the pain, or even emotion to register what was going on with him or that he had just been tossed onto the solid floor like a discarded doll. He then heard the woman say 'you are getting to hot, god dammit...did it fail?'
The heat he could feel building up in his body, about the only thing he could feel so totally at that moment, continued to build up. He could hear the woman commenting on how he was starting to melt the metal and stone around him. Then with a groan she turned and he could hear her run away from him then. After that the noises of destruction continued, the heat continued to build up and become almost too unbearable. Then a loud all consuming noise washed out from him before the world went silent around him. He didn't know if he had just fallen back asleep, for a brief moment, or if there was something more to the total silence around him. Then for real, he did end up falling asleep again, his body cooling down gradually. He couldn't say how long after that time went by. By the next time he was waking up his eyes fluttered open, no longer was he stuck in a state of absolute blindness, clearly because whatever had been injected into his body before had worn off. Shifting he moved to push himself up from the floor where he was laying. Only to see a fat ugly looking man crouching in front of him.
It was then that he noticed the bars around him, a cage. He had been in a cage and was being transferred somewhere. Not the way the scientists would transport the experiments. No, Karma could see that this was something different, something that should not have been happening. As the ugly man reached into the cage and cupped his face in their hand, a smirk spread over their lips 'You are a mutant, you will fetch a pretty penny in the slums of New York, I bet you will. Whether that be as a meat shield or a capable body guard, we will see." The ugly man then pulled away from the cage, tossing Karma's face a side and sending him stumbling back into the cage. Karma pout for a moment at this before turning to look at the pillow in his cage. Crawling toward it he lays his head on it before wrapping his arms around it as he tossed lightly with the sway of the transportation he was on toward the slums of new york.
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Let’s just face it. Karma being caught taking a bubble bath wasn’t out of the question at all. He was certainly younger than the other. As well as much more innocent than anyone his age should of been. But, most people his age weren’t locked in a cage until they were seventeen. Most people his age hadn’t spent their lives being tested on by their own parents. Most people his age had childhoods. Karma was just a big child, when it came to moments like these. With half his head in the water, bubbles built up over his face, he watches as a few robber ducks went floating by. Deep blue eyes slowly follow them as if he were a predator watching his prey. Of course he would have rubber ducks in the bath, what was Karma with out his rubber ducks, after all?
(coax them to sleep thing.): Anabel stared down at him, she needed him to go to sleep. She wanted to relax, she wanted Anabel time and she couldn't possibly do that while he was awake. She had two options she could smoother him with a pillow until he passed out or she could just try it the more sensible way. Climbing into the bed, she reached out and started to comb her fingers through their hair as she hummed. "Go to sleep, Love, or i'm knocking yeh out." She warned with a grin.
My character can hardly keep their eyes open but refuses to sleep. How does your character coax them off the edge of consciousness?
Looking at the screen, the scene had been recorded. Everything had pointed to it being Chi. But Karma just couldn’t see it. It looked like her, but there was something off “ I can’t figure it out. ” Since being revived, he hadn’t been able to sleep. No, if he tried he was struck by horrible flashes of Chi attacking him. Swallowing he looks up as he hears Anabel, then looks back at the screen “ Sh.” Rewinding, watching the scene again, and then again “ It makes no sense…” Looking at Anabel “ This is important. ” Sleep was not as important to him. He couldn’t accept his sister suddenly trying to kill him.
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Anabel and Karma had gone out for the night, it was suggested by Anabel that they go to some bar. Karma wasn’t completely interested in the idea. But he figured it must of been a gang thing, and went along anyway. Lately he couldn’t really trust Anabel, she was acting so weird, weird enough he was starting to notice it. Sitting at the bar he gets some soda and watches Anabel do what, ever, Anabel does, her usual. Sipping from the drink in his hand he started to get bored and let his eyes wonder. After a few minutes his eyes shifted back to find Anabel getting hit on by some guys, one in particular getting a little to grabby with her. Standing up Karma moves toward the scene and, in Karma’s usual grace, proceeds to punch the dude who’s hand was currently on Anabel’s ass, in the face. Before grabbing Anabel’s hand and yanking her away from her ‘friends’
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Who’s the first to wake up in the morning: Karma, of course! ..But also Anabel, both? Both.
Who’s the one to make breakfast: Anabel, Karma wouldn’t know where to begin, and the entire kitchen would probably be on fire by the end of it. Not because he refused to learn how to cook, he just hasn’t learned, and no one has made the effort to teach him. Anabel doesn’t seem to mind, though.
Who’s the one to serve the other breakfast in bed: Cereal. Karma would.
Who would suggest a quickie in the morning before work: Anabel
Who suggests they both ditch work to lay around all day: I think Karma, though he really wouldn’t say anything, he’d just not go to work and Anabel would just follow his lead. Not that they actually have a job.
Who chooses the movies: Karma
Who initiates kissing during the moving, thus distracting the other from the movie all together: Anabel would.
Who orders lunch: Anabel, Karma is mute, for the most part…
Who steals food from the other’s plate without asking: Anabel
Who curls up next to the other and falls asleep due to a full tummy: Karma
Who distracts the other from trying to work at home: Anabel, if you consider the possibility that either of them actually work very hard, or at all.
Who asks to go get ice cream like a five year old: Karma
Who takes pictures of their partner eating ice cream: Anabel
Who makes a sexual joke about the dripping ice cream on their partner’s face: Anabel
Who cooks dinner: Anabel
Who cleans up the kitchen afterwards: No one.
Who stays up until 2 reading: Both?
Who stares at their partner while their sleeping: Karma
Who kisses their partner while they sleep: Anabel.
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Crazy For You
Karma And Anabel
