@filthytendencies
⠀ ⠀you don’t strike me as the heartless type.. so what’s with all this acting?
@hyrded [ a moment of silence is offered as he allowed for the words to really sink in. ] “ acting.ᐣ what exactly tells you im acting.ᐣ ” [ the scot responds, eyebrow arched up in amusement. ]
| he's a hoe, just thought the masses should know.
| cb + mood .ᐣ
/ this theme has me DROOLING
“ oh- wow! oh! you’re never gonna believe me when i say this but i have no idea what that was! none! not a single clue and actually, i think i might just head on home because that was so SCARY. “ normally griffin could lie straight through her teeth with no problems. very convincing. except for tonight. tonight of all nights someone decided to fight back and she really wasn’t planning on that. she was in pain and she couldn’t muster up a single good lie about why she was all messy either.
@dxstxrdly “ i hear you loud and clear. i bounce around doing whatever makes me money. ” [ the scot shuffled in a little before her shielding his eyes from the overhead light. he followed behind her before he sat down in the stool to her left, getting off of slightly shaking legs as he ran a hand though tousled hair, it had been styled and more slicked back but he'd had a very long night. ] “ hey, regardless i still appreciate it. the food here is phenomenal. ”
@filthytendencies “ i buy most of my things with other people’s money anyways. kind of hard to find a job .. “ [ she held the door open for him and stepped in right behind him. even she squinted at the interior lights. it took a minute to fish the cards from her pocket but she decided to use the oldest looking card first. in her mind it was old so it might just have some savings on it. she went right up to the counter and climbed onto a barstool. ] “ order whatever you want. my treat. well, uh, the old man will be treating us if we’re getting technical. “
@dxstxrdly “ ive got connections. they are crucial in what i do. ” [ after rubbing at his eyes more he offered a wave, walking off in the seemingly opposite direction before the offer was put out there. callum stopped in his tracks and turned, slightly shrugging his shoulders. why not .ᐣ ] “ sure. i would say id get you a discount but if the money isn't yours to begin with what's the point, aye.ᐣ ”
| cb + specify .ᐣ
* CHARACTER THREAD
MATURE THEMES AHEAD: DRUG USE / DRUG ABUSE. GENERALIZED ABUSE ( PHYSICAL & PSYCHOLOGICAL ) & SH .ᐟ
hallucinations have been a constant struggle for him. they aren't constant and that is almost what makes them more terrifying. although he has medication on standby he never takes it. claiming it makes him worse. so instead of proper medicine he tells his doctor he's really feeling the difference and turns around to dabble in less than legal substances along with a bottle and whisky.
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his parents would both die of natural causes when he was in his middle to late twenties leaving their quaint little farmhouse and acres of land, as their to their only son, callum. the grieving process was short, even though his mother and father had been active participants in his life he knew they'd always been ashamed of him telling him he needed his medicine. medicine to be normal.
he began to frequent town more, watching the people around him and how they behaved and interacted. the well liked people, the ones who seemed so friendly. so welcoming. after studying the behaviors he began to mimic them enough so much so that he began to make more acquaintances around town. until one day a woman showed genuine interest in him, they got to talking and she revealed she was a nursing student who attending the local college. this was when things took a turn for the worst. she was going to try and poison him too. so he invited her over, gaining the upper hand and slipping something into her wine before handing it off to her. once she was out she was stripped of all her valuables before she was tossed into an enclosure of several pigs which would in turn eat the woman alive. this would mark the start of his taste for blood. this act being carried out several times as he became more and more confident sometimes even inviting more than one person over with the intentions to kill them all. with time his ways became more brutal and hands on.
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from a young age something was off about callum, intially he had very late developmental milestones. having trouble communicating, academic performance issues and a challenging time understanding social queues around him. he was taken into a doctor and falsely diagnosed with autism. as schizophrenia isn't something a young child can be diagnosed with and the symptoms can overlap. he was placed in classes where he would receive special help. a vivid imagination followed him into his teen years where he would make art that he found beautiful but others found visually distressing. he'd begin to hear voices and he did whatever they tempted him to do, leading to callum disappearing for days on end and his parents sick with worry. around the age of 17 he was taken and given a proper diagnosis of schizophrenia and prescribed medication that callum refused to take, the doctors were trying to poison him. take away the voices the voices that made him special.
unable to hold a steady job he began a simple business of mowing lawns, as a very strong fascination for the dead came along when he found a dead rabbit on a job site. the sight stopped him in his tracks, every voice telling him to approach and when he did he'd stare as bugs buzzed all around and a horrid stench filled his nose. it was disgustingly beautiful and an image that stuck in his mind for years to come.
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| BRINGING MY BOY BACK WITH HELLA REVAMPING I'M IN LOVE WITH THIS THEME GUYS .ᐟ