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They're gonna roll the world up and smoke 'til late Like the planet is a gram of the Mary Jane Don't commemorate, just space you wait While they're hittin' the red button like a video game It's inevitable, we know it That they're about to go blow it Yeah, there's no way to control it So, we might as well be holding each other rp blog for browningharborhq

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wvystar‌

a small snort of amusement escaped steve as he tilted his head to the side, “that’s what would make me a horrible serial killer? my good looks?” he questioned, scrunching his nose up. “not like… empathy or anything like that?” he teased. “besides, is that a real rule? are all serial killers really ugly? how do they get people to trust them then?” 

jules rolled her eyes. “technically, i suppose people found them attractive enough to trust them, but they’re definitely ugly by today’s standards. if someone saw you, they would be like -- ‘oh my god, kill me please. you’re so hot!’ it would definitely ruin that whole serial killer vibe,” she explained, reaching up to playfully flick the other’s hair.

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shegxne‌

“ fine , you caught me red-handed . ” she raised her arms up in a fake surrender , taking in a deep , exaggerated breath . her voice was steady and dauntless , unaffected by the heart palpitations and racing thoughts . dauntless as she was , she was only a human . a human who would like to avoid prison . “ but if i’m trespassing then so are you , so don’t get your panties in a twist . ” 

though connor was more a detective for more complicated cases rather than the every day crimes of a typical officer, he still took it upon himself to do what he could to keep peace in the town. he’d heard someone in an area that they shouldn’t be and he decided to investigate. he pressed his lips together, thinking over the other’s words. “technically, yes, i am trespassing. but, considering i work for the law, i think i don’t get in as much trouble as you,” he said, carefully straightening up and motioning for the other to follow him. “what are you doing here? you’re obviously very aware of what you’re doing, so you can’t say you accidentally wandered in here.”

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enouementiisms‌

The while that she sat alone at the table, relishing the chance to give her feet a break, she couldn’t stop staring at the scribbled out word she had written. Sure that she didn’t know what it was but a part of her seemed to find some familiarity in it anyway. Only when the kind man returned did she look up, giving him a bright smile when she saw he had gotten hot chocolate for them both. It’s been ages since I’ve had hot chocolate! Thank you so much for this. It really is kind of you. I hope I can return the kindness to you someday. She paused writing long enough to take a drink before picking up the pen once more. I like it very much in here. These chairs are comfortable.

while connor was definitely the type to indulge in sweets a bit too often, he hesitating in touching his own cup until the other took a sip of her own. he chuckled slightly and shook his head. “there’s no need in thanking me or repaying me back. i’m honestly just happy to have some company here. i don’t get lonely too easily, but it is certainly more enjoyable to have someone with me,” he said before taking a drink of his own. he was surprised that his companion found the seats comfortable -- they were rather average as far as chairs were concerned. “do you have a place you’re staying in? that you can go to?” he asked, the other’s appearance making him worry that perhaps she didn’t have a stable living space.

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dcarjealovsy‌

Ben let out a soft sigh.  He should’ve known that this was gonna be difficult.  If it had been any of his other siblings, except maybe Five, he knew that this would have been a lot easier to explain.  Diego was probably gonna be a tough nut to crack.  “Really, we’re doing this?”  He shook his head.  “Okay, fine.  Growing up, you had a stutter, and the only person that could get you through it was Mom.  I’m willing to bet you never told anyone about that.”  He offered the slightest hint of a smile, hoping that would suffice.  “So is that good enough, or do I need to reach deeper into my pit of repressed childhood trauma?  Because the fact that I died before making it through puberty isn’t something I like to think about in depth.”

diego gave the other a scrutinizing look as he waited for the proof he was waiting for. however, he was caught off guard by the information given, feeling a sort of second hand embarrassment from the past. he wet his limps, shifting his weight. he didn’t know how to cope with the fact that his dead brother was somehow alive again. “okay, okay -- fine. you win. so, you really are ben and you’re really,” he said, reaching out to roughly tap ben’s shoulder. “--alive. this is insane. do you know how we got here? how this all happened, or are you just as clueless as me? i mean, i’m not clueless -- i’m definitely working on some theories.”

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“can you drop me a pin so i know you’re okay?” 

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“hey! no! don’t fucking touch him!” 

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dcarjealovsy‌

“Stalking you?”  Ben’s eyes went wide and he couldn’t help but laugh a little, despite how serious the situation really was.  He should have known that Diego wouldn’t immediately recognize him, hell, it had been over a decade since his brother had seen him.  “Come on, it’s me, Ben.  Number Six?  I’d show you the tentacles as proof but I don’t want things to get messy.”  He smiled, hoping that the other man would  believe him, but somehow doubting that he would.

diego stared at the other for a solid moment. there really was no way of telling if the other was lying or not. but, that did inform him of who the man reminded diego of. he did look like ben if he managed to grow up alongside the rest of them. “number six? yeah -- either you’re crazy or i am at this point,” he said with a scoff. but, with how strange this whole situation one... could it be possible? “if you’re really ben, then tell me something that no one else would know outside the academy,” he challenged, gaze scrutinizing.

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enouementiisms‌

That’s okay. I’ve had issues with my feet for as long as I can remember. Going barefoot gives me the least trouble and pain, she wrote after entering the cafe with a smile of thanks to the nice man. Studying the menu intently, her eyes lit up joyfully and she quickly wrote down, fiskefrikadeller, only to pause as her joy turned to confusion. She didn’t know what she had just written as it wasn’t in a language she consciously recognized. Looking back up to the menu again, she then crossed out her previous scribble and wrote under it, the fishcake sandwich sounds wonderful.

connor pressed his lips together out of concern, feeling bad for for the other and the pain her feet caused her. he wasn’t sure how good it could be to have one’s feet to be exposed to the elements could be, but he wouldn’t question her further about the subject. he saw the scribbled out word above the request, recognizing that it was a foreign language -- something germanic in origins, he was sure. “of course. take a seat and i’ll be right back,” he said, walking up to the counter to order the sandwich and two hot chocolates for the both of them. once ordered and handed over, he brought the small tray to the table. “here you are -- enjoy,” he said with a small smile. “how are you feeling? it must feel nicer in here than it does outside.”

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wvystar‌

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“move, your ass is in my face.”

roman hadn’t noticed how close he’d gotten to the other, but when he was addressed he couldn’t help but laugh. “oh, sorry. i forgot not everyone wanted to admire my ass. i’m sorry it isn’t good enough for you,” he teased. “is my face, at least, a better view?”

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wvystar‌

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“i think you’ve been lacking in the sleep department.”

connor’s brows pinched together as he considered the statement. the last he saw, his appearance didn’t signify that he needed to sleep, but he was still someone who didn’t sleep much and was in desperate need of it. “am- am i?” he asked, obviously caught off guard by the other. “i know you’re quite talented, nancy, but i didn’t know you could also detect when someone needed sleep,” he lightly teased the young detective. “perhaps you’re lacking a case and are in need of exercising your skill on me?”

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wvystar‌

what an idiot, that was the first thing that popped into five’s head the moment his gaze locked on the male. he wasn’t necessarily dressed for today’s weather but then again some men had trouble admitting that they weren’t cut out to handle temperatures like this. their pride getting in the way and causing them to make ridiculous decisions such as wearing shorts in december. at least this guy wasn’t that far gone. though despite his initial thought, five’s gaze quickly shifted toward the drink in the other’s hand. he needed some coffee, more than anything. after all, he had only had two cups this morning. he was caught off guard when the other took notice of him and he let out a scoff, “i wasn’t thinking that it was for anything but the caffeine until you brought it up,” he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jacket. “my jacket? oh, i bought at this really neat place called the store. but if we’re going into specifics, i grabbed it out of my closet this morning.”

diego blinked a few times, sure he’d walked into some sort of fantasy world. here was five, acting as if this was all nothing -- and maybe it was nothing to him considering all the shit he’d gone through throughout his life -- but it was definitely not nothing to diego. he gave five a puzzled look. “five? what the hell are you doing here?” he asked, obviously confused. though five was always rather laid back, diego figured five would be seeking out answers just as he was. “actually, better yet -- you probably know what’s going on, don’t you? this has to do with that weird time jumping that you did,” he gently accused. he wasn’t known for sugar coating things, but he did know that he wouldn’t get anywhere if he annoyed the other.

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writing-on-the-walls‌

Klaus wasn’t normally one to eavesdrop –okay, that was a lie, he was totally the type to eavesdrop but he wasn’t this time. At least not intentionally. He was minding his own business, fighting with a nail his coat had managed to snag on when he heard a familiar voice. A voice he had heard enough times over the years that he could pick it out of anywhere. Whipping his head around, his eyes searched before landing on Diego. Diego, who was standing there without a coat and talking to someone. “Holy shit,” he whispered to himself as he grabbed his coat and pulled, the fabric of his pocket tearing free from the nail.  Without so much as a glance back, he ran towards his brother, afraid that he would vanish if he looked away.

“Diego!” Klaus stopped short, a bright smile on his face before he managed to reign in his exuberance just a little. “Where have you been? –Where’s your jacket?” Did he think he was stronger than the cold? Yeah, probably. Without so much as another word, Klaus shrugged off his coat and held it out. It would probably be a tight fit but it was better than nothing. “Here. We can share.”

diego’s attention was quickly pulled away from the stranger when he heard the familiar voice, surprise yet not at the same time. if diego got dropped into some weird town, chances were his siblings would be too. though him and klaus weren’t too close, family was still family. “klaus? where have i been? where are we?” he questioned, not expecting much of a logical answer from the other. though, it wold probably be more than what diego had at the moment.

he glanced between the coat and his brother, actually contemplating using it. but it was definitely more klaus’ style and not something diego would be caught dead in. he gently declined with a shake of his head. “no thanks -- fur doesn’t suit me. why don’t we go somewhere -- you have somewhere, right? i’m not cold, but whatever that is isn’t keeping you warm,” he said, definitely projecting his feelings onto the other. 

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wvystar‌

the smile on the other’s face almost made kendall feel immediately uneasy, brows knitting together in confusion the moment the male began to ramble on as if they were old friends who hadn’t seen one another for a while. but with a phrase such as ‘ my entire life ’ used, it made it seem as if these two had a closer relationship than he believed. there must have been some sort of mistake here. last time he checked, he was an only sibling. kendall nervously rubbed the back of his neck, “is there any chance that you’ve mistaken me for someone else, dude? i’m not really sure what kind of damage you have with your dad but it sounds like you need to get your shit sorted if you think your dad would kidnap you.” he chuckled, trying his best to lighten the mood as much as possible. his eyes flickered about, taking in their surroundings before he cocked his head to the side, “it’s a nice town, yeah. kind of slow-paced but fine. i’m sure you’ll get used to it eventually, especially when you start to figure out whatever through.” he had dealt with his own troubles in the past and wasn’t going to write him off straightaway. maybe he had just had a long night of drinking? it happens to the best of us.

roman couldn’t help but laugh. it wouldn’t be the first time kendall pretended he didn’t know him -- though that habit was thought to be left in the past next to their ugly high school phases. “i don’t know what kind of coping technique you’re using to deal with everything, but all the power to you. you can’t tell me you don’t think dad has kidnapped and done some crazy shit to people before, though,” he said, amused. he shrugged off the small amount of hurt that came from his brother’s words. he wasn’t going to let it get to him when he had so much to deal with already with the new surroundings and new people. hell, he didn’t even know where his other siblings were just yet. “yeah, yeah -- slow-paced and cute. but, i’m only one of those things and that’s cute. i’m not planning on staying here. are you? like, why would you of all people want to stay here? you can barely enjoy vacation in the bahamas for a week without thinking about work and taking calls,” he questioned. there was definitely something off about the other and it was concerning roman.

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dcarjealovsy‌

Of course Ben was staring.  After all, he’d spent a lot of time hoping that one of his siblings besides Klaus would show up, and he wanted to make sure it was really Diego.  However, once his brother caught him staring, his eyes fell to the ground.  “Sure it is, Diego.”  He muttered with a soft chuckle before his head snapped back up.  “Uh, there’s a little shop a few blocks over that’s full of them.  But here, you can have mine in the meantime.  The cold doesn’t bother me.”  He smiled, removing his jacket and holding it out to his brother.

diego shoot the other a confused look. he didn’t take the jacket, simply holding his hand out to block the other from giving it over. “how do you know my name?” he questioned, his suspicious nature shining through. he hadn’t given his name out to much of anyone -- and certainly not this guy. though, there was something about his face that was reminding diego of someone, but he couldn’t quite think of who. “if you’re stalking me, i’m going to make you regret it,” he warned.

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dcarjealovsy‌

“I’m not an animal, and I’m not a princess, either.”  Morgan replied, crossing her arms over her chest.  Normally, things like this didn’t bother her, but she was already in a bad mood, and this mundane interaction just threw her over the edge.  She got that from her dad, for sure.  “I really don’t think a cup sitting on a raft for five minutes will do any damage.”

jules chuckled and shook her head. “calm down -- i didn’t think you would get so offended by a joke. how does anyone make friends around here if you can’t even make jokes,” she said as she adjusted her hair. “do you make those, or are they kind of illegal around here,” she asked. she couldn’t help but keep teasing the other -- it was just one of her default actions.

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wvystar‌

realizing that he hadn’t put enough money in the parking meter, ander was almost expecting a ticket at this point. but when he actually saw the officer standing in front of his car, he ran a hand down the side of his face in sheer frustration. the world was truly working against him. he had intended to run into the shop for ten minutes, but that ten minutes quickly turned into a half-hour spent searching for a new pair of shoes that were comfortable. the pair he had for tennis were beginning to tear at the soles and he needed to look presentable for an upcoming competition. a huffy breath fell from the boy’s lips as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his jacket, trying his best to keep his calm as the man spoke. “punished? i couldn’t imagine why you’d be punished.” there was dry sarcasm in his voice. “–though if you flirt with all of the people you decide to write tickets for that might be a valid reason.” he knew that he had to be careful here when it came to what he said. his attention shifted toward the ticket as he plucked it from his windshield, “fuck… my parents are going to kill me.” it wasn’t even HIS CAR, it was his mom’s. 

connor recognized the sarcastic tone, but he didn’t allow it to register -- he had to deal with that at work enough. plus, he was definitely expecting anyone who got a ticket to be a bit disagreeable. he shook his head as he looked over at the car. “i don’t flirt with those i write tickets for nor do i flirt in general,” he explained, feeling as though he needed to explain himself though it would probably be a lost cause. he did feel bad for the boy -- he got no joy from bringing hardship towards others. he pursed his lips as he mulled over a thought he should simply throw away. he held out his hand for the ticket. “hand it over. i won’t document it,” he finally said. he was supposed to bring in a quota of tickets, but he supposed it wouldn’t hurt to not have this one. “i’m sorry to have brought you distress, but i was simply trying to do my job. here,” he said, digging through his pocket before finding something to feed the meter. “it’s like it never happened. now you can spend some extra time out if you wish. if not, that’s fine with me.”

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enouementiisms‌

Nodding eagerly at the mention of using a notepad, her first scribble on the paper was if he could explain what he meant by sign. Turning back to walk in the direction he was heading the pain in her feet, already a constant companion, flared up at the thought of wearing shoes and she shook her head no before making use of the paper again. Shoes make the pain worse, please don’t worry about getting any for me. I’ll be okay without them.

connor was a bit surprised that the other didn’t know what sign was, but he didn’t press the issue -- communicating through paper and pen was just fine with him. “i’m sorry about that -- i would think perhaps you’ve hadn’t had a good pair of fitting shoes, but i wouldn’t force you to take shoes from me. maybe a pair of socks? they’re warm and will soften your step at least,” he bartered, opening the door to the cafe for the other to enter first. “what would you like? i can take the order for you,” he offered.

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tmgbrxheartx‌

Maya had been leaning against a wall while drinking some hot coco, Corey would be so mad if she was drinking coffee so even here, even though they were no were around she still tried to behave, Looking up from the ground she caught sight of a male wearing not much in this cold weather” You just look silly is all” she said .”I think from rileys closet, but thats kind of far from here for you to get anything from her room” she said 

diego was clearly not pleased by his appearance being called silly, the pinch of his brows signifying that. “i don’t think i want to take anything from a girl’s closet,” he said definitively. he wasn’t looking to make some sort of fashion statement. “is that your sister or something? i have a brother who liked to pull that shit all the time -- pissed my sister off to no end. you better be careful,” he said, trying to force himself to be friendly.