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Just sits here like... do i... do i dare.
#[ outofchar. ]#[ sorry gals n' GHOULS i uh... been uh... been a lil bit busy ]#[ AKA TRAPPED INSIDE A VOID THAT IS ANOTHER FANDOM ]#[ SUCKS THE LIFE OUT OF YA ]#[ KINDA LIKE BEETZ ]#[ YOU LIKE MY HUMOR? GOOD I'LL BE HERE ALL NIGHT. PROBABLY NIGHT. JUST PEAKING IN. ]#[ NOT** why must i typo ]
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SERIOUS DISTINCTION should be made on either side of the line she tows that separates amusement from blatant disgust. how in the holy hell was she supposed to not only LOCATE that which he’s managed to misplace ( a thing ONLY he could do ) but to leave behind such a… head whips to be RID of the thought. ❝ don’t you have your own slime-infested shower to muck up ?? ❞
❛ Nope, ‘fraid not. Used to have a claw foot tub of my own until it SPROUTED legs and ran away. Still got missing posters littered all over the damn place... ❜ Grimy fingernails SCRATCH the back of his scalp, studying the unidentifiable contents beneath. ( is that a flea??? he’ll surely be saving that treat for later!!! ) He shoves his hands into his pockets with an UNCOMFORTABLE wiggle. ❛ I borrowed your razor by the way... don’t ask me what I s h a v e d. You don’t WANNA know!!! ❜
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❛ hey babe, just borrowed your shower. ❜ grimy fingernails tug against the fabric of his LOOSE trousers, tightening the notches of his belt. ❛ i don’t know where it is now uh... but i left a little green wig in there if you happen to find it again. whoops, maybe supernatural beings aren’t meant to smell like summers eve you know? but i digress-- YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT!!! ❜
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#clarkroom#starter; closed#[ he's disgusting please spray your home for betelguise ]#[ you've got an infestation lydia ]
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❛ IT’S SHOWTIME! ❜
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though i know i should be wary, still i VENTURE someplace scary. ghostly hauntings i turn loose ——
beetlejuice, beetlejuice, BEETLEJUICE !!
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...miss me?
#[ outofchar. ]#[ hi im here... after cOMPLETELY SKIPPING HALLOWEEN I SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF MYSELF ]#[ but lets be real. he was busy during that time and quite frankly i couldn't get a hold of him ]#[ expect activity.... PARANORMAL LOW ACTIVITY SOON ]
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❛ Yeah, uh huh... let’s pin the BLAME on the dead guy!!! If it weren’t for your FAMILY they wouldn’t have used me in the first place. So really, no matter how you cut it, if we’re gonna point FINGERS...it’ll always go back in your direction. ❜ A slimy grin curls into the corners of his mouth. He can do this ALL night!!! After all, somebody has to have the last word, and it’s NOT gonna be her!!!
“ It’s not my fault dad and Delia hauled me out here- you can’t pin the blame on ME. ” OUCH. Fresh sense of guilt yanks previous state of curiosity into full-fledged defense. If Adam hadn’t built the model himself, she’d dump a glass of water right on the bioexorcist’s head. “ Everyone would be a lot happier if you hadn’t butted into everyone’s business, Beetle-brain. ”
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Hey guys!!! I’m not dead... well, I mean, this guy is but I’m NOT. I’ll pick back up over here real soon. Maybe even tonight!!!
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Outofchar. All these porn blogs following me make me feel like I’ve done something REAL special on Beets. Magnificent, truly.
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The Doors - People Are Strange (1967)
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Nothing like doing a TECHNICOLOR yawn to garner his attention. What a hottie, even when she’s retching up mystery CHUNKS in his kitchen sink. Admittedly, that only ignites the FIRE in his loins even more. Or maybe that’s a good old case of THE FLOATIES!!! It could be anything... ❛ Not HERE forever, but with me for all eternity, YEP. All we gotta do now is get married, and if everything goes according to PLAN the world will be our oyster... ❜
After she was transported to his home, she located the nearest sink and rightfully so vomited into it. Her stomach had been twisted in that awkward way. Retching even more, before finally pulling herself from the bowels of the basin. Glancing back over at him, before her gaze played it’s way around the place. It was interesting to say the least. Some dull music played in the corner on a twisted record player. Spoiled milk and maggots? Yeah she’s going to have to pass on that.
❝ So wait…I’m here forever. How? Why? Why do you need me? ❞
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❛ Oh yes. Now I gotta REPAY you somehow...and what better way than to JOIN me!!! ❜ She’s got no other choice. By saying his name she’s already signed the contract and SEALED the deal so to speak. ❛ This is just like WEDDING vows, but you don’t have to WORRY about death parting us!!! Hell, you’re with me FOREVER!!! ❜ A wry grin curls into the corners of his mouth. He’s taking her to a place most mortals have never been. She just so happens to be the LUCKY candidate that joins him in the netherworld. Stark white walls BLEED red, warp, and they’re soon sucked into his humble abode. ❛ I know what you must be thinking...why is this place so DAMN dusty??? Well, we’re six feet under, but I promise I’ll make more renovations soon. In the MEANTIME we got spoiled milk in the fridge, plenty of maggots, and a titty bar below us if you’re into that. Heh, I sure am. ❜
This was dragging on for far too long at least to her. A heavy sigh with an eyeroll.
❝ Alright, alright jeesh. Beetlejuice. Beetlejuice. Beetlejuice. There you happy now? fuck. ❞
Interested to see what would happen next with this guy. Though she wasn’t expecting much.
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horrifying monster: *crawls into my window and reaches for me*
me: fucking finally, thank god
horrifying monster: wow way to just suck the fun out of killing people and eating their bone marrow
me: can we at least make out a little
horrifying monster: you're fucking sick
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❛ HEY!!! Touchy subject, can you imagine DEALING with a name like that for centuries??? ❜ Woah, talk about a bruised ego. Course his name hasn’t always been this repugnant. That’s a TALE for another time from a crypt tucked snugly in the middle of a makeshift model TOWN. ❛ Absolutely nothin’. Ever heard of the sayin’ three times a charm??? Yeah, that APPLIES here!!! ❜
❝ You know—–That’s actually kind of a stupid name if you think about it. ❞
The curiosity of what might occur began to set in behind those dark eyes of hers. No hesitation. But before, another question peaked her interest more then saying his idiotic name.
❝ Wait, why three times? What happens if I say it two? Nothing? ❞
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❛ Y’know I’m gonna take that as a compliment. The fact you’re still here yammering that pretty mouth of yours is sorta telling. You like me. I mean... I don’t BLAME you. I’m pretty charming... handsome, and HELL!!! I’m kinda popular. ❜ He’s got enough eyes to make even the strictest suburban soccer mom JEALOUS!!! Ooh, what a nice view. It’d be even more pleasant between those fabulous twin PEAKS of hers!!! ❛ Huh, what do I gotta do to grab your digits or have a FUN time tonight??? C’mon. It’s not EVERYDAY you meet a guy like me. Dead, six hundred years old...Juilliard graduate. Let’s get real here. You’ve never met a man quite like ME!!! ❜
❛ ewww!!!! no WAY ———— ugh, you’re so — GROSS!! you know that only gives me LESS reason to say it….. not to mention i don’t trust you. AT ALL. i don’t even know what you are. ❜ she could feel his eyes on her even when she looks away, lips curling a scowl of sheer DISGUST. ❛ —– besides a smelly, repulsive creep. ❜
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Orange. Why does he always have to go with the GODDAMN orange juice??? Oh wait!!! She’s got it!!! ❛ Right on the MONEY!!! Now say it. Three. Times!!! ❜ What has she gotten herself into??? Who cares. If she’s so eagerly willing then who is he to STOP her??? Besides, she’s doing him a favor!!! Maybe if he’s LUCKY she’ll do even more later... ❛ Heh, ORANGE ya glad I made this so easy babe??? ❜
Hesitant for a moment, before she lolled her body to the side. Pulling her huge hobo styled purse towards her. Digging through it, she located the large jug of juice. Eyeing it oddly, then her gaze went back to him with a smile. A chuckle before a simple shake of her head. Maybe he should have been more specific on the one syllable hint.
❝ Orange? ❞
She guessed once, blinking at his contempt. She guessed the other word that was presented to her.
❝ Juice…? ❞
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