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Going through my inbox and I see asks from a year ago and??? omg i was so naive and young back then godsdammit
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Going through my inbox and I see asks from a year ago and??? omg i was so naive and young back then godsdammit
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crying bc omg i'm going through caspar's blog and caSPLET OMG AND I??
*whispers* omg i should stop
Reblog if I can jump into a RP with you via Ask
"Maybe I should practice knife throwing again——-
;— Nah."
Oooh, yay! I'll tag you in a starter!
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does anyone want to rp with Vi in main-verse?
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I will try to reply on the convo's and all but wlkhfjdw it's still Christmas and my family told me to socialize
Also, Merry Christmas to everyone!
Lavinia held up some mistletoe before kissing her cheek, /Merry Christmas./ She wrote and winked
Violet's eyes widened at the surprising gesture by the other girl, "U-uh M-merry Ch-Christmas?" She replied awkwardly, disregarding the fact that the girl didn't even speak out a greeting but instead, wrote it.
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Ugh, I have to go to sleep since it's one a.m. here ATE ARI I WILL BE NOSTALGIC WITH YOU SOOOOOOOON
//BUT OMG CASPLET NOPE BOPE I CANT THAT WAS MY OTP AND STALLINGTON AND AKFJSJFK AND OHMYGODS THERE IS A NEW DPP HAVE YOU HEARD
…yeah
not joining it, nor do I care for it too much
and yes, casplet :3
dude this was so long ago
I really wanna join it but ugh I'm afraid that there'd be either drama or that I'd usually be ignored so yep not joining
and to imagine that Lavvie is turning one in less than two months I am crying
//BUT OMG CASPLET NOPE BOPE I CANT THAT WAS MY OTP AND STALLINGTON AND AKFJSJFK AND OHMYGODS THERE IS A NEW DPP HAVE YOU HEARD
OMG REMEMBER VIOLET AND HOW SHE WAS ENGAGED TO ADAM’S SON AND THEN THE KNIFE NAMED SHEENA AND OH BRADLEY AND NOAH AND THEN ALL THE SKELLINGTONS AND THE GOTHELS AND THE
screech
JFC ARI DON'T REMIND ME BUT OMGYES SHEENA LIKE THERE WAS KNIFE SHEENA AND SHAY'S SASSY TWIN SHEENA AND IM CRYING OMG OMG REMEMBER THE STALLED STALLINGTON WEDDING AND ADAM AND VI'S TEA PARTIES I AM CRYING
(open rp) Escape
Running threw the capitol..one thing ran threw the mind of Atticus Everdeen, he needed to escape the capitol before they found out he was still here and they capture him like he heard that the capitol did with others. Running into an empty alley he leans against the stone wall and sighs but throws his body against the wall as peace keepers run by him and he holds in his breath as he hopes that he didn’t get spotted. Cursing to himself he takes his scarf and wraps it around his face covering from his nose down, as he pushes his body off the wall and out of the shadows hoping he can make it to a train to get out of here and back to a safer district.
War was at hand and Violet Gothel was terried out of her wits. Not for herself, though, but for little Lavvie, who was still a small little baby, only ten months old. She had finally made her decision to run away, hopefully to a safer district. Vi had packed a small suitcase of clothes for both her and her daughter, hoping not to arouse any suspicion in the District that one of their victors was leaving. Wrapping the sleeping baby in some warm cloths, holding her in one hand while she held the suitcase on the other. Hurriedly, she walked out to the train station which was, fortunately, near the Victor's Village. She stood there for a moment, hoping to catch the next train that would take rebels to a safer place.
"This seems familiar."
Violet was quietly enjoying some free time with herself in the local pub. The landlady had been kind enough to babysit Lavender that night, saying that Vi had worked hard enough and should enjoy herself on Christmas Eve. After Violet thanked the landlady a few hundred times, she headed down in the direction of the local pub.
She was just taking a small sip of her drink when a lady approached her and said, "This seems familiar."
Now, Violet wasn't exactly a social person, and it took her a few moments of staring up at the other woman to collect herself. "Uh, er, wh-what?" She asked, her hands still wrapped tightly on the mug containing her beverage.
"Where are my clothes?"
Violet stared at the other person for a while, her mouth shaped in a surprised ‘o’.
"I- ah, y-you m-m-mean those?" She stammered, still quite surprised at his sudden appearance, and pointed to a chair where his supposed clothes were neatly folded. "I-I found them l-l-last night. I di’nt steal them, promise."
Dren growled and walked towards the chair and grabbed his clothes off it. "THANK YOU! NOW LEAVE!"
"E-excuse me?" She asked incredulously. The noise had suddenly woken up Lavender, who was previously sleeping soundly in the small bed. Violet went to her daughter immediately, picking her up and rocking the baby softly. "Th-this is madness! This is my room!"
"Where are my clothes?"
Violet stared at the other person for a while, her mouth shaped in a surprised 'o'.
"I- ah, y-you m-m-mean those?" She stammered, still quite surprised at his sudden appearance, and pointed to a chair where his supposed clothes were neatly folded. "I-I found them l-l-last night. I di'nt steal them, promise."