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[picmurasaki]

Blot and MoMa 💜

[stellar-solar-storm]

Full-on freak the cops

Day two: Blasters Ok so not really ‘blasters’ but like- the fact that this crew hardly uses them. Anyway, @killjoynest, I hope you like it!!

You learn a lot about a person in a firefight. Some things are cooler than others, but what you learn could save your ass one day. Take the Sorrowful Ladies, for instance. Fighting with this ragged group of lesbians, you quickly realize that these women are a fuckin force to be reckoned with. Witch save any Drac unfortunate to be at the receiving end of whoever might see ‘em- because each lady was a different way of dusting the daylights outta you. The leader- Amy Ammunition- got her left arm cut off in the helium wars; and there are different accounts of what happened- she’ll change the story every time you ask her. But legend says that, rather than stopping the push on enemy lines to tend to the wound or wait for a new arm, she ripped a machine gun off of its stand, stripped it down to the bare necessities, and tied it to what was left. They won that strip of land back from BL/I- and that night she hot-wired it to herself. And so, she was the only soldier with a machine gun for an arm. 

After the wars, she set up a crew, and the first one she picked up Switchblade. And as you might have guessed from her name, she pulls knives out of thin air- you blink- and it’s impaled between a Drac’s eyes- usually, it’ll be out of range for a blaster. She has gone on record to say that guns are over-rated, but that’s the only records that we have. No one knows where she came from- city, zones, or somewhere completely different- no one knows if she’s even human. Her deadly accuracy isn’t helping that case. And not just knives. Axes, scissors, spears, anything sharp and throwable, you’re fucked.

Third on our list is Fading Sparks. At first glance, she’s cute- she’s smaller in size, always has a smile on her face. But don’t let that fool you- if you think Fun Ghoul is addicted to bombs, you haven’t seen her. It’s all she uses. She’s an ex-weaponry manufacturer for BL/I- one of the last humans employed before mom and dad put in the droids. She specialized in… well, small things that make big booms. So bombs, grenades, smoke shields- she once made a bomb out of an old car battery, some power pup, a hair clip, and some thread. That thing took out three to thirty pigs; the number depends on the person you ask. But all these years of explosions have damaged her hearing- she’s completely deaf in one ear, and getting on half deaf in the other. That won’t stop her from blowing your brains out, though, so don’t underestimate her, and Destoya bless anyone who does.

The fourth one might not even exist. She’s only whispered about in the dead of night, between strangers at concerts; her very name can bring a hush over an entire rave- Immortál. She’s a cryptid. You have to either be very lucky or very unlucky to meet her. She’s the closest thing you’ll never see to the witch. Rumors have spread that she can talk with her directly, no one knows who started it, but whoever did, they’re probably dead. All we know for certain is that she wears all white- with clean bandages over her eyes. She’s never in claps. She’s never at the markets. She’s never… anywhere. And she freaks the hell outta mom and dad- or so I’ve heard. Of course, you’re not hearing any of this from me, but listen- if you’re not on their good side, then I’d stay the fuck out of their way. Those women are scary was hell.

[musical-misadventure-of-stoba]

[daydreamingaway]

Thoughts on The Last Jedi:

(S P O I L E R S)

- “I am not the last jedi” - “Join me…. please.” WHEN KYLO REACHED OUT FOR REY

- WHEN THEY FOUGHT SIDE BY SIDE LIKE DAAAAAAAAMNN THEY MAKE A GREAT TEAM

- When Kylo defeated his REAL enemy

- Poe and Rey finally meet

- When kylo didn’t push the button

- Vice Admiral Holdo was a hero they needed but didn’t deserve LIKE SHE WAS A BADASS SHE SLICED THAT SHIP IN HALF.

- WHEN REY AND KYLO KEPT CONNECTING LIKE MY SHIPPER HEART CANNOT TAKE IT I WAS LOWKEY SHIPPING THEM BUT THEN THEY KEPT DOING THAT SKYPE FORCE THING AAAAAGGGHHHH AND THAT SCENE WHEN KYLO WASN’T WEARING A SHIRT REY WAS SO DISTRACTED LIKE, “CANT YOU PUT SOMETHING ON????”

- WHEN THEY CONNECTED AGAIN IN THE LAST SCENES (and it wasn’t bc someone was connecting them anymore IT WAS JUST THEM)

- Luke FREAKING Skywalker IN THOSE LAST SCENES. HOW SASSY CAN HE BE

- Princess Leia was not a badass for nothing. SHE JUST TOOK A NAP FOR A BIT THEN FLEW IN SPACE. OH and how she shot Poe was also great

- Poe ily but you need to follow orders

- Finn my bby you scared me DONT DO THAT EVER AGAIN OK

- That last scene with the kid (cant wait for the next star wars)

- THAT KISS

- CHEWIE AND THOSE CUTE PORGS AAAAAGGGHHH

- REY AND THE FORCE

- KYLO AND LUKE’S FIGHT SCENE

- M A S T E R  Y O D A

- Finn and Rey reunited

- Luke and R2D2

- Poe and BB8

- THAT ELEVATOR SCENE. ITS REBELCAPTAIN ALL OVER AGAIN

[devilsinthehills]

Misty Mountain String Band y'all!

[stellar-solar-storm]

A heart, you got it in the one you need.

Ooo what’s this? A double prompt? Damn right it is. Day 5 + 6, Beads, Carbons. @killjoynest come get your womans.

Newsie is exhausted. She’s just gotten back to the station after a run to zone 1. It had taken longer than expected because apparently someone had lost a dog and Newsie stopped o help find the poor thing. She, the owner, and about five more ‘joys found her under a rock near the picket fence, and the owner was adamant about paying them. The five other ‘joys had left before he could pay them, and he practically shoved the carbons into Newsie’s pocket. But, that was five more carbons to put towards Chimp’s anniversary present. They had been together for three years, and Newsie wanted to do something extra special. Chimp’s beads had broken a few weeks ago in the last clap they were in, and it was gravity- she was still upset about losing them. So, Newsie was planning on making her a new strand. She had been saving carbons anyways, and with these five, her savings totaled about twenty-seven carbons- more than enough. Opening the top drawer of her desk, she deposits the extra currency and closes the drawer just before Chimp knocks on the doorframe, a big smile on her face.

“What’s cookin’, good-lookin’?” she greets, walking in and putting an arm around Newsie.

“Oh, just cleanin’ up a little bit- an extra lil anniversary present. Me to you.” Newsie leans up and places a kiss onto her girlfriend’s cheek.

“Aww, thanks! How’d the run go- I know something happened, and I want to know all about it.” Chimp sits down on the desk in front of Newsie.

“Well, someone lost their dog, so me and a few others went lookin form ‘em, Chimp he was so cute, you would’ve just died on the spot.” Newsie stands up from the chair and walks over to the vinyl cabinet they had and picks out one of the few unscratched ones to play. As the first few notes play out of the turn-table speakers, Newsie turns back to look at Chimp, waggling her eyebrows, “You wanna dance?” 

“Oh my witch- you know I can’t stand Mad Gear songs,” Chimp says, crossing her arms and staying on her stop on the desk.

“But Chich- it’s f. t. whole wide world- you gotta.” Newsie walks over to her and drags her off the desk, much to Chimp’s protest.

“Alright, one song.” Chimp caves in, and Newsie grins at her, snd they both ‘dance’- in all honesty, it was really just jumping around and laughing more than anything- and they’re exhausted by the time the song ends. Newsie collapses, out of breath, against a wall, tugging Chimp down next to her.

“I love ya, goofball,” Newsie says, taking Chimp’s hand in her’s.

“I love you, too,” Chimp smiles back.

***

“Chimp- I’m going to the market to sell this shirt, you need anything?” Newsie calls out to her girlfriend, who shouts, ‘Nah, have fun,’ before Newsie leaves, speeding off to the killjoy hotspot in 2. She’s set up a sale of some old merch from a pre-wars band, there wasn’t a band name on it- but the ritalin rat who was buying it must have recognized the heart-shaped grenade. She pulls up to the market, and the dude ran up with a big smile on his face. She couldn’t help but smile back. She loved this part of the zones- finding things that make people happy- she liked happiness. There was a low supply of that out here. She grabs the old shirt and gets out of the car to greet them.

“Hey there! You here for the shirt?” Newsie asks, holding it up a little bit. The other nods excitedly.

“Witch, please be the right shirt. May I?” they ask holding out a hand, and Newsie trusts them. She hands it over, and they unfold it and gasp. “This is- holy shit, thank you so much- he’s gonna be so happy!”

“Wait, he? You’re not keeping it?” Newsie asks, confused.

“Yeah, I’m giving it to my boyfriend- he was one of the last people to see them live- Green Day- back in 2013 actually. He’s gonna be so happy. It took a while, but I finally got the six carbons- they’re here somewhere.” they tear up, and then they start patting down their pockets, looking for them.

“You know what- you can have it. No carbons needed. It’s just a shirt to me, but it seems to mean a lot more to you, so you can have it.” Newsie says, holding up her hand. 

They look back at her, gaping, “Are- are you sure? I mean this is a pre-wa-”

“I’m sure- and if you start crying I’m gonna start crying, too. Witch guide you and your boyfriend, dude.” Newsie says, and they smile, thanking her one last time before leaving. Newsie smiles to herself. She had enough carbons, she didn’t need theirs. She walks into the market and scours the stands and sellers for string, beads, and paints, and she finds all three with eleven carbons to spare. She decides to buy a few cans of Batt Food for dinner that night, and she gets back into the car and speeds back to the station. She hides the string, beads, paint, and Batt Food before telling Chimp what happened, then says that she’s ‘gonna take a nap.’ but Newsie is actually planning on making some progress on Chimp’s new bead strand. And make progress she does. Newsie’s a quarter of the way done before she tucks it away. 

***

The next chance she gets to work on the beads is the next day- Chimp goes to ‘get gas for the car’ and Newsie practically finishes by the time Chimp gets back. Their anniversary is two days away, and Newsie is really excited to show her.

***

The days pass by in a blur, and the next thing Newsie knows, she and Chimp are out on a blanket drive to the Witch’s garden for dinner. As they pull up, Newsie gets out and lays a blanket over the roof of the car, and she helps Chimp up. Once they get settled, Chimp squeals in delight when Newsie produces the three cans of Batt food she’d gotten, and Chimp presents two cans of her own. 

“Was that what you were doing that day in the market?” Chimp asks, her eyes sparkling with laughter.

“Well, part of it at least- Happy anniversary, Chi-chi.” Newsie puls out a small box and hands it to her, smiling.

Chimp gives her a ‘What did you do’ look before opening the box, her eyes lighting up when she sees what’s inside, “Oh, Newsie, you didn’t-” she takes the beads out and holds them in her hand, Newsie can see the tears forming in her eyes. 

“Of course I did, I love you,” Newsie says, wrapping an arm around Chimp’s shoulder and kissing her forehead.

“I don’t deserve you.” Chimp says, her eyes are closed and she’s closed her hands around the strand of beads.

“Oh shush, I love you, and that’s the end of it,” Newsie says, and Chimp smiles.

“I love you, too.”

[stellar-solar-storm]

I'm at a loss, because of tragedy.

This poem sucks ass but here it is, @killjoynest come an’ get it. Day three: Plus

I'm sorry that I couldn't save you.  I'm sorry we ran out of time Even though we doubted it, I couldn't live without it Even if our love was a crime

I loved you until the end Well, I love you still.  Even though you're gone, I'll still carry on Until I must pay my bill.

Nothing could break us apart Not even death itself,  I'd give you my all, farther in love I'd fall Together in sickness and in health

You were my world, You love is a phantom, It’s you that I miss, and the ghost of you kiss Will forever hold me for ransom

Until I am no more I will always think of what we had. Until I join you, I don’t know what else to do, But for you, I’ll defy mom and dad.

I miss you.

[stellar-solar-storm]

They wanna grip the cross, make cavities

Day four: Mailbox. So, here are some letters that I thought would be cute, @killjoynest here it is <3

Dear Light,  I did what you asked. I held onto your mask, and I put your bandana in in its place I hope it works the same. I hope your soul is resting. I hope she came by and picked you up. I also put the drac masks in- I know you would've done the same thing. Static's birthday is in a few weeks, and he's gonna be out here, so I'll give it to him for you, as a present. I hope the witch treats you well, and I hope she'll guide your little sister when she comes out.  I love you,  Aggie. 

Dear Light,  I just got back from picking up Static. He was so happy to get your mask, but he was sad that he could thank you himself- and I figured that this was the next best thing. He really appreciates what you did for me, and I think he would have loved you as his sister. I'm hiding out with him in our old house, I'm training him before we get out there- the stupid motherfucker is wearing all black. Top left, your mask is the only color on him. I would be surprised if he gets dried out before his first week. Mama left some tamales for you and the witch on the back porch- tell her to share.  Love,  Aggie. 

Dear Light,  Great news!!! I got a radio call from Jaxon Reaction- that wave head in 1, and ae said that someone picked up a batt rat, not even a day old, and that they looked like you. I thought, surely it couldn't be her- and I was right. It wasn't her. It was him. Your little brother was quite the trouble maker after you left. He was upset to hear about what happened, but I gave him your jacket- it was a little big, but he's your brother all right. Ugh, the stories I could tell you about him- he has your laugh. He and Static got along really well- bonding over a shared obsession of the Kobra Kid. He's a fuckin shot, too, better than me even. He takes after you. Don't worry- he'll keep an eye on me and make sure I don't get into trouble.  I miss you,  Aggie.