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. . what do you do , hm ?
b1oodrot
try lookin' around places that feel familiar. you're bound to run into somethin' along the way. trust me.
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i just need ideas of where to look ! or , what to look for . i think i was . . in the woods . . maybe a cabin - no . no , that was . . a bad dream .
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b1oodrot
* ceebee? lowk don't know if he'll get any attention but we'll see <3
b1oodrot
* NEW MUSE !!
remanoirs
well look who it is.
b1oodrot
“ you always were a hard worker. i believe it. ” shifting his weight from one foot to the other he flashed a faint smile of his own. that only grew with her question. “ oh y'know. ive been around. not getting into / too / much trouble. ”
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b1oodrot
it was noisy, but over the noise he heard a familiar voice and he glanced over his shoulder where he concluded he wasn't tripping. after processing for longer than he probably should have he turned to fully face her. “ haven't seen you around at all. where you been, huh? ”
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/we need to plot something !!/
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/so I have this crazy plan I kidnap Matthew and you help and then we keep him in a basement watching all the movies he played in what you think?/
b1oodrot
; ceebeeeee <3
b1oodrot
* new theme y'all what do we think? also ceebee && drop !!
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[valerie]
(This is the answer to the old drop)
Valerie’s grip on the stranger’s hoodie was the only thing keeping the world from tilting a full 90 degrees. Usually, her mind was a cacophony of white noise—revenge, logistics, the "Unfortunate Evil" marketing strategy—but right now? It was blissfully, terrifyingly silent. The faders had all been pushed to zero.
"I- I don’t think so. I get too..." She trailed off, her brow furrowing with an intensity that looked almost painful. She let out a small, frustrated huff of breath, the scent of gin and expensive mint ghosting against Taylor’s face. "Wait... how... how is the word?"
She squinted at him, her silver eyes trying to focus on his features, but he kept duplicating in her vision. One Taylor was enough of a spike; two was an overload.
"Any-anygays..." She stopped, blinking slowly, a hazy realization hitting her. "Shit. I meant anyways." She waved a hand dismissively, nearly losing her balance again and stumbling closer until her forehead almost bumped his. "Do... do you mind telling me which city this is?"
She looked around the street, the flickering neon lights of a nearby convenience store looking nothing like the Vegas Strip she remembered. A ghost of a memory surfaced—a tall, blonde heir, a private jet, a contract she was supposed to finish. She was supposed to be a predator tonight, but she had accidentally deleted the mission file.
"The word was... uhm... wait. Violet?" She shook her head, a strand of dark hair sticking to her lip. "No. Shit. I meant violent." She leaned her weight into him, her voice dropping into a slurred, melodic scratch. "I get too violent. That’s what the blonde guy said. But I think... I think I just got on the wrong plane."
She looked back up at Taylor, her expression suddenly switching to a weird, drunk sincerity. "Are you the pilot? Or am I just... really, really lost in the static?"
(@puckedpunk )
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[valerie]
“ oh yeah I I was uhm following a dude…” she slurred her words in response.
She grabbed her purse and she started cursing at her trying to get her phone out of it.
“Shit now way! Vivi is gonna laugh of me for the next decade…” she hissed furiously at herself.
“Indiana? Oh fuck “ she checked around trying to verify the location.
“It’s okay really go party and have fun I I will find a way to go home… I appreciate what you did” she said patting his shoulder and then she walked or better tried to towards the exit of the club.
She reached the exit and she finally found her phone and called her father.
“ ei dad well I might be in Indiana I need you to sent a car and pick me up … I know it’s late but you will yell later okay… yes yes thank you”. She replied before hanging up with him.
( @puckedpunk Valerie drunk is one of the funniest things I have ever seen)
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b1oodrot
drunks littered the city, every twist and turn but this girl was clearly very confused. she was lost in this city.. probably in her own head too. generally he was a caring person ( from an outsiders perspective ) but it was kind of an act at at times. it was what he learned and observed from others. it was a work in progress. he was trying to get better.
blue eyes fixated on her, not daring to let go. it wasn't like he was fond of the idea of watching this poor girl crumble. her words were jumbled, slurred and didn't make much sense to him at all. the mint hit him and it was stong it urged him to briefly cover his nose, rubbing it vigorously. it wasn't bad but whew it burned his nostrils. “ i can't read your mind. ” he responded as she stammered over looking for a certain word.
now his buddy decided to call him back, he glanced down to his phone and he pressed on the side to silence the ringtone. “ indianapolis, downtown. ” this area was party central. big on night life there was certainly no shortage of bars. tay was just here for the weekend with some buddies of his on break to live it up before they had to go back to college and only party on the weekends. a real shame.
“ i think you're really, really lost in general. if i were a pilot id be somewhere a whole lot nicer than indiana. but im flattered. where are you trying to go? do you have any friends with you or.. someone who is gonna wanna know where you are? ”
hell he still needed to get his keys and all, but he would get this girl somewhere safe at the very least. offer her his phone to call someone if needed. he didn't see a phone on her at all but that didn't mean it wasn't there.
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