gloomjournal

//  he is introverted and kind of bitter, but he can be kind and caring. he is a good person.  he just... struggles with anxiety and feeling bad about himself. and his pessimism leaks into his demeanour and what he says. he thinks people are secretly laughing at him, too. so that doesn't really help.

kandistars-

“You okay?… You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.” 

kandistars-

[ @gloomjournal ]
            
            “Really?” Maple frowned, looking slightly concerned. “You don’t /look/ fine. You’re all tense.” 
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@kandistars-
            
            "I'm fine." But the look on his face suggested otherwise. His tense shoulders did too, for that matter.
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TURNM3ON

woah  ..  you  look  really  pretty  .  

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@TURNM3ON
            
            thank you. i mean it... you're a good friend.
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TURNM3ON

@gloomjournal    /
            
            
            it ' s  because  you ' re  my  friend  dude  .  
            even  if  you  wasn ' t  —  everyone  still
            deserves  like  ..  some  kindness  .  it  
            means  alot  knowing  i  have  you  so  .  
            definitely  wanna  show  it  aswell  .  
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gloomjournal

@TURNM3ON
            
            i guess... why are you nice to me?   i don't deserve your kindness.
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blqndiee

“Hm? Oh this is Lucy. My daughter.”
          
          / <3

blqndiee

@gloomjournal 
            
            Anna laughed softly. “I understand. It’s okay.”
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@blqndiee
            
            He shrugged.  "I'm nineteen... And I imagine one is enough. No offence." 
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blqndiee

@gloomjournal 
            
            “I’m only 28!” Anna laughed, shaking her head. “I had her when I was 18.. senior in high school.” She explained while threading her fingers through Lucy’s hair. “I only have one.. don’t think I need more kids.” 
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gloomjournal

 //  cb for a rp .

gloomjournal

//   some headcanon stuff can be found above this post.
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blqndiee

“What’s this..?”

blqndiee

@gloomjournal 
            
            “Sorry.” She apologized softly and just looked at Simon with gentle eyes. 
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gloomjournal

@blqndiee
            
            Simon took the book, that in which he cherished very much, as soon as it was passed to him, and then he placed it on his lap. A soft frown and a "Thank you."  was all that he would offer Anna.
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blqndiee

Anna handed the journal over to Simon, smiling. “Wasn’t going to.”
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sparkingbolts

don’t freak out!   i’m not going to eat you,   i promise.

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* in response, he brings his hand up and completes the handshake before dropping his hand back onto his lap. recognition flares in his mind as he recalls the frankenstein tale. *   i have heard that story... my name's simon.
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sparkingbolts

frankie stein.   [ her hand almost shoots out directly in front of her for a handshake, ]  victor frankenstein is my grandfather and his creature-monster is my father.   surely those names will sound familiar to you.   i think most normies have heard that story before..   what’s your name?
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gloomjournal

@sparkingbolts
            
            * he didn't outwardly show surprise, but he was sure as heck shocked (no pun intended) to see the sparks. *  i'm very confused. who /are/ you?
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assassinatingxacidz-

/ here you are !! also theme is <33 I smooch it
          
          uh— well isn't this awkward.. he was dead when I got here.

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@assassinatingxacidz-
            
            it's kind of an obvious thing.   * he began to move away from the scene. it wouldn't be great to be found with a stranger in a gas mask and a dead body on the ground. *  
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assassinatingxacidz-

@gloomjournal \\
            
            "..yeah, actually. how did you know? "
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gloomjournal

@assassinatingxacidz-
            
            to cover your identity?   * he asked. *
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sixteenIines

what's  your  deal?

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@Iittlebigheart 
            
            what do you mean?    * he looked up from his notebook. in honesty, he didn’t want to be there, so he was just writing in his book and hoping people wouldn't talk to him. *
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satinic-

“Oh my goddd. Can you like .. ask before taking my lighter?”

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@satinic-
            
            "Thanks." He lit his cigarette and then handed the lighter back.  "Can I have some of them? I forgot to eat, and I feel faint."
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satinic-

“Like you can use my lighter, and I think I have like crackers on me.”
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gloomjournal

@satinic-
            
            "Sorry. I needed it."  Simon mumbled as he held out the lighter for Satin.  "Do you have anything to eat, by the way? Anything I could have?"
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