* TRIPPY / HIPPY !

indie stranger things oc written by billie sideblog to freckledmenace. est 12.19.17

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just so i can be active on him more often, trippy has been added to my multimuse blog at @fuckingvictus! give it a follow if you want to continue to interact with him!

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just so i can be active on him more often, trippy has been added to my multimuse blog at @fuckingvictus! give it a follow if you want to continue to interact with him!

[trippyburnout]

just so i can be active on him more often, trippy has been added to my multimuse blog at @fuckingvictus! give it a follow if you want to continue to interact with him!

[askboxmemes]

My muse is dead. Tell me how yours is dealing with it.

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friendly reminder that trippy nearly gets killed by hawkins lab because he never did pay attention to the warnings given to him and still went out of his way to expose them for supposedly experimenting on children! he was in holding during the demodog attack. they were still on the fence about killing him, still in the process of questioning him. once the demodogs escaped the poor nerd had to fight for his life ( thus breaking his record of nonviolence by killing demodogs with a gun he stole off a dead guard. ) he ended up meeting up with hopper, joyce and mike thus running out with them.

he witnessed bob getting killed and he’s always held a lot of guilt for that because if it wasn’t for the demodogs focusing on bob, trippy probably would have met the same fate and he uuuuh has a lot of guilt about it! since sometimes he feels like that should have been him!

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1983 / 1984; high school pictures.

TRIPPY AARONOVICH ( 1/? ) // ONLY REBLOG IF YOU ARE A RP PARTNER!

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payreality‌:

             “at least you’re still trying. lots of people would’a just given up.” she’s sure that she would’ve been on the verge of giving up in his position; school is something she doesn’t plan on hanging around for longer than she has to. “yeah, if all goes to plan.”

              “honestly, i was held back in elementary school ‘cause i was bored ‘n not applying myself, like---... it was boring.” that’s whenever he was put in advance classes and he’s been excelling ever since. many people forget that the burn out was a genius but that’s against the point. “you know, i tutor.”

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me, thinking about how nancy wheeler and brian "trippy" aaronovich both die together by getting shot down by the fbi after meddling in two many things. they die in there thirties, dudes

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              “nursing school? never took you for the nursing type.” then again, she’d never really thought much about the future. “i think i’m gonna just focus on passing the year for now.”

                “i mean, i’m nineteen and still a senior so---...” of course, he was held back in elementary school but that’s against the point. “i kinda had to think about the future a bit.” cue a lighthearted laugh, a grin being pointed towards debbie. “your gonna be a junior, right, debs?”

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           “you know, i think some pre-planning could totally change your life, trip.”

               “i mean, yeah! i totally got plans. just kinda goin’ with the flow. like, gotta graduate first, yanno? then i’mma go to nursin’ school or something. see! i got plans! just don’t know what’s goin’ on in the NOW!”

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prcphesiied‌:

         "alright, that… was not my best move. cheer was all i fucking had and… “ and she lost that anyways. "and i lost it because i am an ashore.” her breath comes on a sigh, blinking at him slowly. nodding as she does. “keeping a lookout for the van, got ya’. find more chill dudes who giggle.” a sigh parts her lips with a frown, nose wrinkling a bit. “yeah, people suck. can’t deny that. i’m sorry.”

                “hey, water under the bridge. all you can do is wait for---...like, your redemption arc. of course, only like---... you can make your own redemption arc,” there is a shrug of his shoulders, a hum leaving him as he moves forward on the curb he had sat on to pick up a little twig on the asphalt, poking at some rocks with it as he thought for a moment. “people either think you like boys or you like girls. god forbid you like both. doesn’t really process in people’s heads. like---... it’s a thing. free love. whatever. romance is dead. everything is going nuclear,”

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              “depending on who you ask, i’ve still got a little too much pep for their taste.” a shoulder lifts a little, dimples showing as she smiles, leaning back. “but i’m pretty much always free to hang out.” green eyes drip to the direction of the boy he’d been watching. “well that just won’t do. you can’t tell me you don’t want to be the cause of that angelic giggle.”

             “i mean, beating up carol was still---...” he’ll make vague hand motions to show his displeasure. sure, they were all thinking she had to coming for her but other than that? certainly wasn’t interested in the matter but trippy was willing to give her a chance. obviously. or he wouldn’t be talking to her. “you gotta find my van. we’re usually there.” or at his trailer, since his parent’s didn’t really care about what they did. “um, yeah? except like---... you know, how people are.” not super accepting and bigoted. 

[sagamemes]

more angst & post angst sentences.    since this is the meme i see the most on my own rp dash, have a part two of sentences indicative of trauma and pain, past or present. feel free to edit the sentences to your own needs as you wish.

“ what happened to her? ”

“ is this it? ”

“ duty before love. ”

“ you were gone. ”

“ i keep seeing you. ”

“ please, don’t tell him. ”

“ i need to get you warm. listen, you’re gonna want to go to sleep, but i can’t let you do that, okay? just stay with me, stay with me—! ”

“ she figured it out. ”

“ you were too late. ”

“ i don’t want you apologies, i want my [relation] back! ”

“ i told you! why didn’t you listen?! ”

“ it’s me—wait! …please don’t hang up. ”

“ they gave me a new life. ”

“ and you believed them? ”

“ don’t… don’t touch me. ”

“ could you, for once, think about everyone you’re gonna leave behind if–/when/ you finally get yourself killed? ”

“ it’s nothing personal. ”

“ you’re going to have to kill me yourself. ”

“ it’s always been just you and me. you and me. no one else. ”

“ the worst punishment for a parent is to bury their child. ”

“ lie to me. ”

“ i already have [name] risking their job for me. i can’t risk anyone else. ”

“ you kill me, you’ll never find [name]. ”

“ he has [name]. ”

“ i don’t care what happens to me. do it to save yourself. ”

“ i—-i can’t breath…! ”

“ if /your/ family was being threatened, you’d do anything to save them. ”

“ i needed to learn how to never be afraid again. ”

“ please—just pull the knife out! ”

“ why do you own a gun? ”

“ i don’t know who to trust anymore. ”

“ you’ll fuck me but you won’t [go out with/date/marry] me. ”

“ we need to stop this. it’s too risky… and i can’t lose you. ”

“ i carried your coffin! ”

“ don’t follow me. ”

“ i’m mad at god. ”

“ none of it was real. i was just doing my job. ”

“ why didn’t you tell me you were hurt?! ”

“ i was the only survivor. ”

“ i never met her. ”

“ you choose your family, but it doesn’t change the fact that i’m still 50% him. ”

“ she’ll kill you if you don’t get out. ”

“ not if i kill him first. ”

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prcphesiied‌:

             “hey if they can put up with a former cheerleader, i can hang out with burnouts. beating carol up has to earn me some street cred.” is she kidding? maybe. maybe not. the fight had gained quite a bit of attention. dimple show easily. “ahh, yeah. he’s in my english class. the aliens are there, hopefully he knows the truth. have you talked to him?”

              “former being the primary word, harry. like, you said former. so--...” a simple shrug of his shoulders. granted, he knew plenty of cheerleaders that were actually sweet as pie, unlike people like, you know, tina or carol. “um, no. i haven’t. i literally let him borrow a pencil. that was it. man, i don’t know.” 

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prcphesiied‌:

         “   should, probably, yeah. but, you know, chill dude never seem to like me.”  a shoulder lifts mildly, head tipped back a little to let her eyes close, allowing herself to enjoy the sunshine and soak it in. fingers push through her hair eventually, laughing gently. “ so, who’s the pretty boy with the angelic giggle? ”

               “i’d say come hang out with the gang and i but also---...well, you know how burnouts are,” there is a shrug of his shoulders, a gentle laugh leaving him. they wouldn’t be his best friend’s if he didn’t give them a little bit of shit, you know. “oh! the pretty boy with the very blue eyes? apparently his name is frank. he just moved here from new mexico. i wonder what his views on roswell are,” 

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               “carol.” the heaviest of sighs leave him, his shoulders falling forward in defeat. “i’m not going to do an entire project for you. papers and homework sheets are one thing but an entire project? hell no. go ask some sorry sap to do it for you,” his tone is nearly emotionless, no sign of budging on the matter. sorry, carol! // @damnmouth​