I want your blood!

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[theviciouswildcat]

Shout at my muse to see how they respond:

"I shouldn’t be in love with you!"

"It’s not fair!"

"I could kill you right now!"

"Knock it off!"

"Screw you!"

"You’re a complete moron!"

"I love this song!"

"Bring that here!"

"I hate you!"

"I’m pissed off!"

"Make me!"

"I wish you’d never been born!"

"I bought ice cream!"

"Kiss my ass!"

"Shut up!"

"I can’t do it anymore!"

"Take me home!"

"Just kiss me already!

"I can't be in love with you!"

"I can't believe this!"

"Piss off!"

"I wish things were that simple!"

"I love you!"

"Jump off a bridge!"

"You’re so hot!"

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slavery starters

“You belong to me now, do you understand?! I don’t want to hear a single complaint!” “How dare you speak up to me?!” ”At the market they told me you were well behaved, you better not disappoint me now.” “How dare you complain while I provide you with food and a bed?” ”I paid good money for your pretty face. It’s not too much to ask you to do this for me…” “You don’t get to decide what happens to you. I own you!” “I don’t care whether it’s hard work. You do it because I paid for you to do it.” “If you oppose me, I will punish you so much you won’t even dare to speak again.” “Your personal feelings don’t exist anymore. You obey. Nothing more.” “You can’t take it anymore? Then I must bring you back. Broken products should be returned.” “Tell me who you belong to. I like to hear you say it.” “I do with you whatever I want from now on.” “Work through your hunger. You will get fed when you deserve it.” ”I think you’ve deserved the evening off. I know you’re overheated, go bathe.” ”You’ll need to get used to things around here, but I expect no complaints.” ”I don’t treat you half as badly as some out there. Aren’t you grateful?” ”I am not supposed to feel affection for you, slave, but I have no one else around to talk to.” ”I wouldn’t have slaves if I didn’t need them. Now do your job and don’t look at me like that.” “You can work harder than this.” “Don’t disappoint me, slave, or you’ll get punished.” “I expected you to be done with this this morning already. Have you been slacking? You know what happens when people don’t work their hardest, don’t you?” ”You serve me well, slave. I’m very fond of you. Now, keep this up another few years and you might even see your freedom again one day.” “Your tears mean nothing to me.” ”I’m not satisfied with your work. Try harder.” “You are supposed to fear me.”

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the flash ( sentence starters )

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‘ & i told you, when you see danger you run the other way ! ’ ‘ i need you to urinate in this. ’ ‘ of course you don’t believe me. you never believe me. ’ ‘ you can inspire people in a way that i never could. ’ ‘ you… believing me is all i need. ’ ‘ for the record, i crushed it in operation & ping pong. ’ ‘ it’s not as easy as it looks. ’ ‘ hey, kid. gum ? ’ ‘ wouldn’t want to do that. ’ ‘ i mean, after all we’ve been through, i thought you trusted me. ’ ‘ don’t you ever do anything like that again. do you understand me ? ’ ‘ from now on, no more secrets. ’ ‘ takes one to know one. ’ ‘ i guess you shouldn’t have done whatever it is you did. ’ ‘ done being noble ? ’ ‘ what ? you’re not coming with me ? ’ ‘ i’m not leaving you ! ’ ‘ i have his blood on me. how could you do that ? ’ ‘ you’re showing a lot of sentiment for a man who tormented you as a child. ’ ‘ you want to punish me ? fine, let’s do that. but let these people live. ’ ‘ uh – you’re just… high, ___. ’ ‘ oh, now you show up. ’ ‘ i want to kill you right now. ’ ‘ no… no. don’t you EVER say that to me ! ’ ‘ don’t you want that chance ? ’ ‘ normal. i don’t even know what that word means anymore. ’ ‘ what do you think i should do ? i need someone to tell me. ’ ‘ i’m not at all interested in helping you get yourself killed. ’ ‘ ___, i love you, but this is a time machine, not a bookcase from IKEA. ’ ‘ i thought that of anyone, you’d be a little more understanding of my predicament. ’ ‘ what ? what did you say ? ’ ‘ you could have had everything you ever wanted ! ’ ‘ no such thing as a coincidence. ’ ‘ stay with me, okay ? stay. ’ ‘ i’m rescinding your invite. ’ ‘ do you have any idea what you’ve just done ? ’ ‘ i always act weird. ’ ‘ & i don’t suppose you’re gonna fill me in either ? ’ ‘ that means you’d actually have to get up in the morning. ’ ‘ your heart should ache for me. does it ? ’ ‘ do you wanna get some… coffee & we can just talk & just… tell each other stuff – i don’t know, stuff we got… rolling around in there ? ’ ‘ that’s the first time i ever heard anyone use the word “ great ” to describe a break-up. ’ ‘ yeah, i just told my friends over there that i thought you were cute & they dared me to come over here & talk to you, so… please talk to me. ’ ‘ this day just keeps getting better, doesn’t it ? ’ ‘ you want to keep pushing your luck ? go for it. ’

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I’m looking for other people who are interested in longer, more in depth threads.

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a hella long list of adele sentence starters

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“He would be hard to chase, but good to catch.”

“He could change the world.”

“You can tell that he’ll be there for life.”

“There’s no way I could describe him.”

“Say that it’s always been me.”

“I’m the one for you.”

“You should know that you’re just a temporary fix.”

“It don’t mean that much to me.”

“You’re just a filler in the space that happened to be free.”

“How dare you think you’d get away with trying to play me?”

“Why is it every time I think I’ve tried my hardest, it turns out it ain’t enough?”

“What am I supposed to do to make you want me properly?”

“I’m taking these chances and getting nowhere.”

“I know things may never change.”

“Despite the truth that I know, I find it hard to let go and give up on you.”

“I’ve made up my mind, don’t need to think it over.“ 

“This ain’t lust, I know this is love.”

“If I tell the world, I’ll never say enough 'cause it was not said to you.”

“Should I give up?”

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[theviciouswildcat]

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ツ - make my muse laugh/smile

Oh wow, this is a hard one man, I have to think on this. 

Since she is a mean person, you could possible get a smile out of her if you were ever to accidentally hurt yourself Maybe even a tiny chuckle. Or If you give her a chase, because during chases they make her excited, though she doesn’t like when she feels that way but she can’t help it, it always brings a small smile to her face.

Now to get her to laugh, well, good luck on that sir. 

But she actually has a soft spot for kids, not that anyone will ever know about it, but whenever a kid says something wrong or a baby starts to say baby words, it brings her a small laugh. Because she finds it the cutest. 

What also might get her to laugh a little is telling a horrible, and I mean the most horrible joke you can ever find that is not funny at all, and this joke like make no one at all laugh because its just so bad, she will laugh. 

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Return of a Redcoat {{OPEN}}

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Shouldering away the notion of overflowing confidence that the other was giving her wasn’t a hurdle for the Lobster Back, with all consideration that she was quite prideful in the situation herself. In fact, all she truly did was select to pay closer attention to the woman’s appendages rather than her core or face; and only to be certain that the Native before her wasn’t going to attempt to pull a stunt with the thickness of the bustling crowd of colonists behind her as a distraction–something she could definitely see the isolationist doing.

‘And the moment she heard the woman click her tongue, her own threatened to mimic it; for she knew at that moment that the response she’d be getting would be less than truthful and dripping with anything but respect. Not that she should’ve expected too much in the first place from a…native. Let alone one of her reputation.

“Of course, you, Woman. Did I stutter or leave off? I know of your kind and exactly what they do; and mind yourself, I still recall our previous encounters. They appear to be noteworthy of your personality as a whole, if I’m correct. Rotten.” The crossdresser spat, words laced with a poisonous tone while hazel eyes fell upon those of the supposedly unnamed civilian’s. Which she noticed to be flitting between Eleanor’s own eyes and…her chest? Now, that set the Soldier into a defensive mission, pressing her patience which only resulted in  her displaying a shorter fuse and the hand that had been inert by her weapon’s side inconspicuously guiding itself towards the handle of the blade.

‘Snap!’

With that sound the Loyalist’s eyes flicked down to view her chest as well, a snarl slipping through clenched teeth the moment she realized what was happening. This woman was stealing a piece of her clothing yet again. The same exact piece and placement as the previous session. A golden button. “I knew it.” Was all the Redcoat managed to bark out before she’d started off herself, keeping an eye on the other’s odd clothing while she kept a decent pace behind. For a while, that is. For after a good minute spent trailing behind the shorter assailant, something clicked in her head. She knew this colony and could pass a challenge in it blindfolded. So…she decided to fork off of the main path that the other was barricading and pushing through and make a mad dash through an alleyway and a few; quite unappealing, streetways. Her plan being to cut the other off before she could leave the township, something her confidence assured her she could pull off.

[theviciouswildcat]

Exhilaration. That is what the Native women was feeling right now as fled through the town. It wasn’t to often that she was able to feel such an emotion, but when she did she wasn’t able to keep the small pleased look from blooming on her face. Alsoome was agile with her rapid steps, being keen to move or jump over objects that were standing in her way from her destiny. If she wanted to get out of this situation without to much bruising from the Redcoat, she was going to have to make sure that she was two steps ahead of ‘him’. Though she didn’t know that the Solider was already forming three steps in ahead of her.  

The Shawnee should have remembered that ‘he’ knew this town like it was the back of their hand, but of course her overconfidence was going to be her down fall. It wasn’t like she didn’t know the town that well either, but no matter what she would never know the town like them. She wasn’t in here as much as they were, mostly because she couldn’t stand the disgusting people that were rotting away here. You could say they almost gave her the chills, not that she would ever admit that to anyone. 

Her breath coming out in soft pants as she felt her blood quicken the faster she dashed thought the place. She swore she could feel excitement bubbling up in her for the first time and she found it quite... Thrilling. If she didn’t have much control over herself, the women was sure that she would have let out a... giggle. A scowl soon replaced the pleased look. A small shudder racking though out her body. How distasteful. To think she was even joying this, she was ashamed of herself, though she quickly pushed anymore thoughts she was having out. She needed to focus on the task at hand. No more thinking about shame or laughter. 

Alsoome take a quick left, only to come to a fast halt as a low hiss left her. “Shit” 

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Send me a symbol and I'll tell you how to...

❤ - win my muse’s heart

♡ - make my muse melt

❦ - instantly turn my muse on

✯ - make my muse cry

ツ - make my muse laugh/smile

☓ - guilt trip my muse

⁇ - get any information you want out of my muse

✎ - negotiate with my muse

☠ - hurt my muse

☤ - kill my muse

[theviciouswildcat]

As the day bore on the more frustrated the Shawnee women grew. Taking her anger out on the people who couldn’t give her the answers she was searching for. She needed to find a man, a man that went by the name ‘Connor’. He had information that was important to her, information that she needed to know as soon as possible. Because, well, she was interested in joining the ‘Assassins’ , mostly for her personal affairs, but it wasn’t like anyone needed to know what they were. 

It seemed like she was going to have to try and find him another day, the sun was going set soon and she really didn’t want to be in the town when it was fully down. Aloomse didn’t want to deal with the nonsense of people. As she pasted a crowed area she couldn’t help but sneer at them, God how she hated them, well people in general. After walking through a few more streets the women finally let out an angered growl, slamming her foot on the ground as she came to a halt, not noticing that someone was near.

“When I finally find this... ‘Connor’ I am going to crush him!” She hissed. Well, she wasn’t going too but hey she was irritated at the moment since she couldn’t find him. Guess people didn’t know anything around this dreadful town.

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Return of a Redcoat {{OPEN}}

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When the male impersonator was met with yet another familiar sight, it took quite the brunt of her will to buckle in the exasperated sigh that threatened to squeeze past the clenched teeth behind those painted lips of hers. “I’m not sure how I expected anything superior to this outcome.” She scoffed, her tone dripping with the tension that accounted for her even shorter than usual temper. It took less than a beat after the Native had retorted to her original questioning for Eleanor to roll her eyes, only to don yet another belligerent sneer. After all, when would she ever allow a lesser being to challenge her and win? Certainly not today.

“Frankly, the answer is clear by your actions. However, I’ve yet to have felt the need to use force on you…not that I haven’t yearned to. Now that I can tell who’s actually addressing me, I change my requirements. You’re blatantly not anyone of enough importance for any man to fret over, nor do I truly care about your identity. Move along, Croaker. I wouldn’t want you to cause any more trouble now.” The shorter woman’s accent was atrocious, but the Red Coat chose to leave herself some definite wiggle room for a later period while she hissed out her counter; the pitch of her own voice dropping at least an octave during her pride filled monologue. 

A steady hand was readied from crossing the small of her back in a straight, uniform manner to draping itself inert along her side–just parallel of the cutlass at her waist. Almost as if she was presenting her conversational partner with a warning of sorts…which may or may not ring true. Either way the Loyalist cocked a shaded brow with a click of her tongue to signify that her patience was running thin and that the other had better hastily comply to her demands, lest she want to start a scene in such a bustling place. Not that the redcoat would mind an awful lot…after all, she held quite the grudge against this Dark-Skinned thief and would very much like to teach yet another civilian; if one could call it such, what it meant to trifle with a Soldier of the British Military. 

 The thought of how the Indian wound up in the bustling township of Philadelphia struck quite a rumble in Eleanor’s mind within a matter of minutes, forcing her arrogantly shut eyelids to slide open as soon as the thought worked it’s way into her thoughts. This woman had always been regarded to as an outsider if she recalled correctly; which she always did, even among her people. So why is it she’d show face the moment the Commander’s daughter returned unless she had something sinister or ridiculous in mind? “Say, what have you here?” The ‘man’ murmured, nodding her head just the slightest bit upwards in order to showcase that snide smirk of hers; which remained strongly plastered over her mouth while she pried for an answer that could only be interesting.

[theviciouswildcat]

Amusement filled the women as she watched the ‘male’ give an eye roll. She always did find laughter in theses types of situations, mostly because she loved the thought of annoying people, it always made her fill up with pride. The women straighten her back up more, jutting her chin out a bit more, to give her the look of power. Since she was already feeling the pride, she might as well look the part as well. Without her noticing the smirk that was plastered against her face slowly faded into small frown. If the native women would ever let a smile grace her, she would have let one slip, but she was going to make sure that never happened.

Her frown deepened the longer she listened to the other, slowly getting annoyed herself. Now she remember why the two never got along well, they always had the knack of making each other feel annoyed, but they didn’t stop them from communicating with one another. The women clicked her tongue at the other, obviously displeased by their comment.  “Me? Cause trouble..? How unlikely.” She grunted out, though her facial expression stating otherwise.

Alsoomse looked down towards the resting hand, her own twitching, as if it was ready to move downwards, which it was. The native knew that she needed to be ready just in case the soldier was ready to attack her, which it wouldn’t surprise her if they were ready to pull their weapon and start a fight. Ignoring the other’s questions  her eyes flickered to an oddly familiar button that was resewn onto their coat. Ah, she remembered now, the first time they had meet the native had taken that first button on their jacket. Without a second thought her hand snapped out, her fingers curling around the button before she ripped it back, the black knob popping off without much force.

If seconds could feel like hours, theses seconds certainly did, her brown eyes meeting the Redcoats. It didn’t take long before the smirk was lifted on her lips again before she was turning on her heel and darting away. She knew that she shouldn’t have taken the button, seeing as the solider wasn’t in the mood but she just couldn’t help herself. It’s been a good year since the last time she had done anything to piss them off, so why not now. The brunette didn’t care for the shouts and snarls she was receiving as she shoved people out of her way, or pushing carts down behind her, anything to keep the other from getting to her. It was time for their challenge to start.

[theviciouswildcat]

Ngl since I’ve finally come back, If  you could please Like/Reblog this if you’re a Assassin’s Creed 3 or 4 rp blog!!! any??? Cannon chars? OC chars??? idk to just Assassin creed  but thank you very much for doing so!