Lips Like Licorice, Tongue Like Candy

The name's Vivace. I don't want what you're sellin'. RP Blog for the Danger Days Universe. Current timeline taking place in 2026.

[vivacevida]

sickdestroyerr:

Oh, we planned that shit. Like to keep y’all on your feet.

Shoulda thrown a party, Snake Boy. Made th’ whole desert bring ya gifts.

[vivacevida]

whiteblondewashout:

Meh. I don’t trust you either. It is what it is.

You sure that wasn’t just what was best for you? Most people do need to be on something or other. I know I am. Most of my friends too.

‘M gonna be real fuckin’ charitable an’ pretend you didn’t just suggest I’m unstable. You an’ your friends c’n have my share, how ‘bout that?

[vivacevida]

A girl goes silent for a few days and she misses the goddamn Resurrection

Welcome back, Rat Kings~

[vivacevida]

whiteblondewashout:

Ehh, I’m probably not… around now, I don’t care enough to start trouble.

Wha’d’you mean, a ‘lab rat’?

Good t’ know. Don’t take it too personal if I don’t fully trust ya though.

Ah, good ol’ mom worked in pharmaceuticals, probably still does. Big believer in th’ happy pills. Dear li’l Viv got to be a cocktail of mood stabilizers for a while, when she wasn’t ignorin’ me anyhow. Lab rat. 

[vivacevida]

whiteblondewashout:

Fair enough. That’s what I meant, anyhow.

What d’you go an’ do somethin’ like that for… I’ll never understand it. Whatever. 

Yer a funny one... Quinn, right? Can’t tell if yer gonna be trouble or not.

Wasn’t too interested in bein’ a lab rat’s all there really was too it. I prefer bein’ ~unstable~

[vivacevida]

whiteblondewashout:

Ah, c’mon, I’m not tryin’ to hurt your feelings… it just doesn’t have to be like that.

Nah takes a lot more than a li’l disapproval of my life choices t’ get me down, city boy, but I also ain’t lookin’ t’ get saved, y’know? Sold my soul a looooong time ago. 

[vivacevida]

lucksrunout:

I feel ya. Was gettin’ cabin fever, cooped up like that. Mmm, nothin’ overt, but they aren’t silent, ‘n’ I have m’ doubts it’ll be this quiet th’ closer we roll t’ th’ witchin’ hour.

Guess feelin’ restless is better’n bein’ buried in th’ sand, though..  ‘Course they won’t. Happy Halloween, right?

[vivacevida]

lucksrunout:

Worst of it is. Heard there’s s’posed t’ be scattered showers fer th’ next day’r two, but nothin’ like ‘s been.

Thank ya much, darlin’. Jus’ about missin’ th’ sun at this point. What ‘bout th’ spooks? All quiet?

[vivacevida]

...’s it over...? 

[vivacevida]

Shit, Sunshine finally dropped me a line. Storm’s got everythin’ real staticy but I heard ‘nough t’ know they’re safe. ‘M gon’ celebrate by sleepin’ fer th’ next three days ‘cause it feels like it’s been a week I last was able to...

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There ain’t no God on my streets in the heart of the Jungle

[vivacevida]

fuck fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck fuck

Lady keep ‘em safe.

[selfstoragesafehaven]

Mm, s’a good thing, but it ain’t always a great thing, y’know?

[vivacevida]

Guess y’ got a point. Sometimes y’ need a little quiet.

[grave-terror-blog]

Ha. Thanks, Starshine. Y'always know jus’ who’t'talk to for me.

[vivacevida]

Sure, baby. I’d parley with th’ devil ‘imself for you. Y’alright, Grave? 

[grave-terror-blog]

A li'l dead… Heh… If I’m dead, does the stomach-turnin’ go ‘way?

[vivacevida]

Hmm. Not sure. I can ask m’ resident Dead boy if y’want. 

[grave-terror-blog]

Nngh… Where’m I?….

[vivacevida]

I c’n tell y’ where y’arn’t. Yer not in a grave even if y’might feel a l’il dead.

[vivacevida]

still ain’t heard a whisper from th’ girls. still ain’t slept a wink worth worryin’ over