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father knows best AM I RIGHT ? AM I RIGHT ? indie SWAN / hector from the warriors by sol yurick

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this blog is now A R C H I V E D . thanks everyone for all the fun times on here ! feel free to contact me through my personal while i take a break from the roleplay community

——— l o v e , kate

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feelin’ like a piece of shit so i’ll be over here listening to david bowie’s vh1 storyteller

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C2E2 PLANS :

friday ——— BABY FIREFLY ( house of a 1000 corpses ) or AJAX ( the warriors )

saturday ——— TIFFANY RAY ( seed of chucky )

sunday ——— ERIC DRAVEN ( the crow ) 

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so after a very intense funeral yesterday for one of my closest friends , i’m not sure how active i’m gonna be for the next few days . i’m going to see my boyfriend , aka peter frampton , in concert tonight so hopefully that will help bring me out of my emotional rut . also , i’ll be taking the sat on wednesday so i’ll need to spend some more time outside of tumblr to prepare . after this coming week things will hopefully calm down . AND THEN , c2e2 is just around the corner .

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——— meddlingheels.

          ❝  i know , i know .  i just– …  ❞  a sigh , violet orbs wandering around for a split second before returning to the male .  ❝  i-i don’t like depending on others , okay ?!  it makes me feel like anything but  g r o o v y  .  i can handle myself … well , most of the time , but still !!  ❞

         ❛ there’s a difference between wanting to be independent , and being stupid ❜ he sneered , arms crossing over his bare chest.

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——— playsvulgar.

❛     well, it’s cuter than swan, so at least there’s that.     ❜     across pale features, a wide grin remained as, for a moment, her laughter died down. dragging her hands down her face all the while leaning back in the slightest and ever so nearly knocking a bottle over. gaze averted to the floor, hesitant before looking to him and smiling, pressing her index finger to the centre of her chest. gesturing to herself.      ❛     and  certainly  nicer than melinda.     ❜

         ❛ warlords aren’t meant to be c u t e ❜ he commented with a bubbly laugh , which sounded so foreign coming from his lips ; his demeanor was the complete opposite . her addition only seemed to cause him to erupt more . his intention wasn’t too offend her , of course . between intoxicated chuckle he barely managed to speak ❛ ——— sounds like a grandma ❜

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——— playsvulgar.

no chase ? no fun. she at least expected a little more effort from him. though she wasn’t complaining. a clean get away made it all the easier on her behalf. she forced a blunt exhale of a chuckle, cocking her head in the slightest  &  coming to a halt with a single leg hanging from the window. the retracted the limb. returning to her position prior to the flee  &  placed the flat of her palm upon the back of the radio, only to push it from where it sat. letting it hit the floor with a clash  &  the music coming to an end.     ❛     s'that better, princess ?     ❜

          at the crash swan shuddered . his ever-changing expression quickly morphed from anger to a n n o y a n c e . with a brief brief sarcastic smile , he waved her out . ❛ don’t make yourself a stranger ‘round here ❜ 

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Shaun of the Dead Sentence Meme

“You’ve got red on you.” “There is no “I” in team, but there is an “I” in pie. And there’s an “I” in meat pie. Anagram of meat is team – I don’t know what he’s talking about.“ “It’s four in the fucking morning!” “What’s the plan, then?” “I have to know if she’s alright!” “If we hole up, I wanna be somewhere familiar, I wanna know where the exits are, and I wanna be allowed to smoke.” “Have a nice cold pint, and wait for all of this to blow over” “How’s that for a slice of fried gold?” “Yeah, boyyeeee!” “Any zombies out there?” “I can’t see any, maybe it’s not as bad as that.” “Oh. No, there they are.” “The only thing that will redeem mankind is cooperation.” “I’m not staying here.” “I think you should go.” “Do you want anything from the shop?” “FUCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!” “Feel free to step up any time!” “Okay. But dogs CAN look up!” “Who died and made you king of the fucking zombies?” “Why didn’t you just shoot him, man?” “Come and get it! It’s a running buffet!” “Next time I see him, he’s dead.” “You know, I don’t think I’ve got it in me to shoot my flatmate, my mum, and my girlfriend all in the same night.” “Well, they were a bit – bitey.” “We may have to kill my step-dad” “Oh, for God’s sake! He’s got an arm off!” “How can you put your faith in a man you spectacularly binned for being unreliable?” “Bash ‘em in the head. That seems to work.” “That wasn’t true. Made it up. Shouldn’t have done. Sorry.” “You’re the one that’s gone from being a chartered accountant to Charlton Heston!” “Do you believe everything you hear on TV?” “It’s been a funny sort of day, hasn’t it?” “Haven’t you ever heard of a shortcut before?” “It’s not the end of the world.” “For a hero, you’re quite a hypocrite"  “I’ve got nothing.” “Don’t point that gun at my mum!” “For fuck’s sake!” “PLEASE CAN WE –JUST CALM–THE FUCK–DOWN!”

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——— playsvulgar.

laughter erupted from the girl  :  hands finding rest upon the knees of crossed legs whilst she arched forward. INTOXICATED, if it wasn’t already obvious enough. &  for the past half hour, she’d been stuck in an inescapable trance of giggle fits. the first time in a while she’d found  joy  in having blood poisoned with various liquors, and despite the fact that she’d most likely not remember much of the subject once sobered up, the feeling was one she hoped to remember.     ❛    shut up, that’s such bullshit !     ❜

          with knees tucked close to his chest and elbows resting on top , swan nodded his head . nails clatter against the empty beer bottle in his hand as he rocked back and forth in a drunken h a z e . it took quite a bit to get him to such a state but it was perhaps the absence of any of the others that made him forfeit himself to the c h em i c a l s . he was suppose to be s t o i c and laconic , a symbol of authority to the rowdy bunch . now , the mask seemed to slip , and the SECRETS along with it too . ❛ s o n n y malone , that’s right . ❜ he pressed the brim of the bottle to his lips , realizing for the second time that it was empty , and blurted another chuckle

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——— playsvulgar.

❛     …  alright.     ❜     mindy sighed through her nostrils  &  watched him for a few short seconds. the focus interrupted by the sudden awareness that the window now remained unguarded. her gaze wasn’t fixated on it for  too long  to avoid raising any possible predictability she indicated, and countered it with studying the rest of the room instead. until she made a break for it, that was.

          slowly he let his feet fall back down and he sat straight up . he k n e w what she was planning . her recruitment had become a hassle to him ; maybe he was just too desperate for new blood , due to his eagerness to replaced the ones they l o s t .  the absence of their leader left him q u e s t i o n i n g his own abilities , and the lost of his second in command only made him view the entirety of their lot at a lower postion . before she could fully succeed , he snuck in one last retort . ❛ if you’re gonna leave , just turn the radio off before you do ❜

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——— playsvulgar.

❛     ‘couldn’t give less fucks if she were. but listening to anything is better than listening to nothing.     ❜     mindy shrugged lazily  :  slowly making her way towards the radio, only to turn it on  &  occupy herself by tuning it in the  very slightest  to fix the static that interfered with the song. anita ward.  could’ve been worse.     ❛     and so what happens if they’re all  fine  &  i’ve nothing to do to help them ?     ❜     not that she was planning to carry out the jobs anyhow.

          as soon as the other made their way out he returned his attention to her . it was short lived , only sending an irritated glare her way . the words he spared anyone were normally directions , his role as warlord . otherwise , he tended to keep to himself , especially with the air around the two already so t e n s e . besides , the silence was filled . instead , he took a seat on the ratted sofa in the middle of the room and kicked his legs up onto the opposite arm .

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——— betelgeist.

  He peers down at his long coat, fanning out the fabric to expose his ratty and ripped pants legs and the decorative red button up shirt he wore with them. Betelgeuse then peers up and raises a questioning brow at the other before his gravely voice grumbles out ruffly.

           ❛  ––  I like to think that I’m old enough to do whatever I WANT to, junior. BUT… ❜

   A rotting hand gestures to his hat and his tone takes upon a lighter lilt.

           ❛  The cap’s too much, ain’t it? ❜

          he takes a second to look the other over more thoroughly , expression filled with disgust . ❛ depends . . . are you aimin’ for a rotting taxi driver look ? ❜

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——— playsvulgar.

❛     that’s cute.     ❜     mindy took a step back from the window’s frame  &  scanned the room before giving a subtle shake of her head. whether it was some sort of sick joke or a serious statement, an angered mindy in a situation given with even the  slightest  alcohol ?  bad concept. and she was seemingly in enough trouble as it was.     ❛     hard pass, slick                     y’got a radio ?     ❜     her attention had returned to the room rather than the warrior  :  searching through things on her own accord.

          he waited a moment and then straightened his back and looked into the dimly lit building . ❛ on the table by the pinball machine ❜ he replied , peaking in to make sure it was still there . swan moved back inside, snow following quickly behind. ❛ what ? do you want to hear if the miss is talking ‘bout you ? ❜ after making his comment , he turned his attention to the other warrior.  ❛ go out and make sure everyone is getting back safe . open the front while you’re at it ; we don’t need all of ‘em coming up from the side , especially if we’ve got some smashed. ❜

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gonna hop over HERE for a little bit

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