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INDEFINITE HIATUS WARNING

I'm sorry to spring this on all of my followers, but I'm going to be putting this blog and all of my other blogs on an indefinite Hiatus.  Spending four days just away from tumblr itself has me happier than I've been in a while and I've realized it's just been hazardous to my mental health as of recently.

I don't know when I'm going to be coming back, but I might end up not doing so.  I'm going to focus on actually writing short stories and keeping my attention so I can chase my dream of writing an actual book.

Love you all and I'm sorry, but if you want to still RP with me or just talk to me elsewhere, my skype is scotchwithasideofass and the name for the account is Tony 'Scotch' Stark.  Just tell me who you are and if I know you or have talked to you before, I'll add you.

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☄ - I want to RP an AU

shall we plot?

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Bored and finally on here so like if you be wanting me to pop into askbox so we can pick a muse and plot

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Send me a symbol

☑ - I want to RP  ✾ - I want to RP smut ♥  - I want to RP a relationship  ☄ - I want to RP an AU ❂ - I want to RP angst 

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Bored and finally on here so like if you be wanting me to pop into askbox so we can pick a muse and plot

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starklycontrasted liked your post:I’m watching Frozen and Aster is thumping his feet...

Love me I have conflict

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I'm watching Frozen and Aster is thumping his feet in the back of my mind.

I can't do Disney films because it brings the muse out.

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{ Indie RP blog for Barry Cook from Supernatural. Multiverse and multiship. This blog itself is a tw…

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♚ –––– ❝ Please tell me that did not just happen... ❞

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There is less than half the class here, 8 people excluding me in a class of 27 excluding me.

why did I decide to come to class today

also, my math class is on Pi day

I made a goofy face to that and my teacher looked at me funny

someone like this if you want to do anything with any of my muses, I don't wanna be here.

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So I'm actually getting to read Warm Bodies, and the book is just--

I can't even begin to describe it

I thought the movie was good and cute, but this is great

and everything that Perry shows to R, all of the memories, the way he talks to him through those as if he was actually there--

there are a few changes I will be making to how I RP him.  Just--god, I'm halfway done and I started it this morning.

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Someone want to do something?

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Just did responses and cleared stuff out, so like if you want for me to pop into your askbox so we can choose a muse to start plotting with.

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sleightillusionist:

          So from the tone that he could pick up from the taller man, their father was probably abusive? It was times like these where he wished he could read people in the same way that Merritt could or at least have the Mentalist here with him. But none of the other Horsemen were aware of his nonexistent family.           Jack shook his head at the question directed at him. “No, keep it to yourself for now.”           While he would love to know more, he hadn’t completely accepted the other as his sibling despite the clear resemblance. He was still angry and wanted to be angry for a little while longer. Though he could slowly feel himself coming to terms with it because that small part of him that hadn’t given up hope that he had some kind of family was ecstatic.

          “Though, out of curiosity, how old are you?”

        Nodding once more in response to the other brushing off the offer to ask him anything else, Max's gaze started to drift around the apartment.  Not out of disinterest towards the other, but more because he was going to be living there for a while.  He may as well get the lay of the land so he wouldn't be stumbling around in the morning or in the dark of the night.

        With his gaze, his feet carried him around, arms moving down and hands shoving back into his pockets.  Thoughts danced around in his head, wondering how long he'd have to stay, how long he'd be allowed.  It pulled him into his own mind and to almost forget Jack until the other spoke up and asked for his age.

         "Twenty nine, going on thirty."

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      Relating to human emotions, getting used to everything that had happened, everything that was being set right again, was something he was easing into.  He'd come to get the gist of most, if not all, and if anything, the smiles that he gave were true. His thought process on a emotional act such as that was to not do it if he didn't mean it.  Though it should have made sense why, ever since he had lost those functions before, he wasn't taking them granted now.  

        But when Julie studied his features, the smile dropped slightly, concentrating on what might be going through her head before she spoke up again.

☢ ––– “Yeah----that sounds good.”

A Lost Memory | memoriesxlost

     Thinking over where the two should go, Julie gave him a light nod in understanding. then, she looked right up to him, studying his features, listening to every word he had spoken to her carefully. Did he still like the same things? Maybe it would be better for the both of them if she showed the boy around the city. Yeah, that sounded like it would work out just fine.

{ ღ } —-     “How about I just…show you around first?”

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coldheartedfrost:

“You can’t kill a corpse, mate.”The tight lipped grin Jack sent Aster was humorless as the sprite chuckled dryly.” “Besides, you need Winter. Just because Summer melts away every last trace of my work that’s not at the poles or mountain tops, doesn’t mean I would take on Summer spirits if they pissed me. You hate it when North says Christmas is better than Easter, right? Because they’re both vital. So are all four seasons. Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

Jack didn’t relax his hold on his staff, holding the weapon close. After a moment, his head lolled back to rest against the trunk of the tree he was perched on; Jack peered down at Aster through the veil of his lashes. “And for the record; I didn’t know it was Easter. I would have moved the storm up to the poles if I had. You don’t have to like a spirit to respect his holidays.” Not that North gave any notice of Jack’s day, the winter solstice, mere days before his own.

The comments spewed forth from the winter spirit, and with how he had addressed himself at first, Aster had to keep himself from pulling a face of distaste.  Though Jack could be considered not of the truly living or breathing, the Pooka assumed, calling himself a corpse was a bit harsh.  But he decided to not comment on it, only listening to the continuing drabble that was coming from the other about needing all four seasons and not making promises he can't keep.

"I'd think you don't know what exaggerating is, but you've been known to do that quite a bit."  Letting out a soft sigh paws moved away from being close to the boomerangs he had in the holsters, crossing arms over his chest instead.  The Pooka knew better than to drop his guard, though, keeping a watchful eye and the antennae that were his ears listening for anything.  "It's drawing close to Easter--I only came up to see how things were in preparation."  How he had spoken was almost dismissive, but he was glad that the other at least respected the holiday.

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R took a step back as Perry let himself in, realizing he hadn’t turned the vinyl player off. He slowly closed the plane doors once Perry was inside, shuffling over to sit on the seat across from the other male. R soon realized that since his heart wasn’t exactly beating, Perry was at the stage where he couldn’t speak or do much else but grunt. Those were strange days. 

As long as Perry was like this, he wouldn’t have a problem with the newly-undead male hanging around. “S-So…” He began to speak, before falling quiet and realizing it was useless. He simply lifted his arm and pointed to the vinyl player, looking to it and wondering whether that was really the reason Perry had been drawn here. 

The other corpse had passed before his vision as Perry looked around, trying to find the source of the music that circled around his being.  It enveloped his senses, stirred something within him, and though the breath wasn't needed, he could almost feel himself letting out a sigh.  Eyes closed for a moment to focus more on the music, only for the sound of the jet's door to shut and force him to look towards the sound.  The other was coming back and sitting in a seat across from him, looking to him and saying something before giving up.  He needed to try and say something at some point instead of groaning.

It made him feel empty inside the dead body that he dragged around.

Eyes went to the other's arm as it moved, pointing to the source of the music and causing Perry's brows to raise slightly.  So that's where it was coming from.  He stared at it for a moment before he looked back to the other, giving a slow nod before leaning back in the seat a bit.  Yeah, that's what had brought him here.  He can at least communicate that towards the other.  There was something about it that stirred in him, pulled him in and kept him in a state of mesmerized wonder.