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He lingered outside the other man's door, hesitant to knock for fear of the wrath of Paul Briggs could rain down on him at any moment. However, his knuckles rapped against the wood grain before he leaned in closer. "Briggs?"

Briggs was sitting in his room looking over some case files when there was a knock on the door. “Come in, it’s open!” Briggs called.

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Semi-Hiatus

Hey guys!

I know I've been a little absent from the RP scene lately; my Briggs muse just hasn't been cooperating. He's one of the hardest characters I've ever written, and it's challenging in good and bad ways.

Because my muse is evading me I'm going to go ahead and put this blog on a semi-hiatus--I'll still be around, just not as much. I'll do my best to reply to the threads I've already got going (rosie-harper, mainly, I'm sorry for abandoning you suddenly.) If I've dropped any other threads please feel free to tell me.

I'll still be around, though, so feel free to start stuff and tag me in it, I totally don't mind and that might help get the juices going.

I also have two other rp accounts, and while I'd rather not link to them here, I'd be more than happy to give out the links if you message me! I love RPing with everyone on this account and I don't want to stop RPing with you altogether, so please please don't be afraid to ask for those links if you want them.

Other than that, thanks for understanding, for following, and sticking with me! Briggs was my first full-fledged adventure into the Tumblr RPing world, and if not for many of you I wouldn't have stuck at it. So, thank you.

Feel free to message me anytime, I'll still try to log in and check messages even though I'm on hiatus. Thanks, everyone, you're all amazing.

-- Briggs!Mun

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Don’t You (Forget About Me) - Simple Minds

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I'm around for a bit. Anyone want to do something?

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✆ (askDaleJakes, by the way. Won't let me ask through that blog for some reason)

Name in phone: DJ

Ringtone: Soul Rebel by Bob Marley, or some other upbeat really Jamaican sounding song. (Briggs did this just to annoy him.)

Picture in phone: 

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Text @ Anyone

Mike: I think it is time to tell you what people are saying behind your back.

Mike: ...

Mike: Nice ass!

Briggs: ...what.

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Briggs: Indeed. We are too close, Paige, my friend.

Briggs: Ah, very cryptic about your revenge plan. I'm intrigued.

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Paige: doesn’t help that we live in the same place Paige: wow, I should’ve figured Paige: who said I’d break any rules doing it?

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My muse was in a car crash, and is now in a coma. What does your muse say to them, while alone in their hospital room?

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Haven't forgotten about the asks you sent me related to the "send me a symbol" thing, guys! (askdalejakes and rosie-harper are the ones I think I still need to do.) My muse for Briggs has been pretty low the past couple of days, plus I've been busy, but I haven't forgotten. Hopefully I can work on those soon.

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Why did you choose/create your muse and how do you choose to portray them?

Do you identify with or relate to your muse on any personal level?

Would you be friends with your muse?

Do you consider yourself to have a “relationship” with your muse?

How does your muse feel...

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"Eh, really failing to see the cool factor in this, Stiles."

"A very large amount."

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Like for a starter!

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Paul stood at the front of the room and arranged his notes on the small flimsy podium--first time he'd had such a fancy set up. He ran a hand through his hair. Two minutes till the meeting would start. He wasn't really nervous, but every time he got up in front of these people there was a risk involved: risk that he'd slip up, risk that they'd expose him for the faker he was. 

A few people were already there and stood around chatting. They were early, but they were the exception. Most people showed up right as he started speaking, or later. 

He continued looking over his notes until the beginning of the meeting. He started speaking, and about five minutes into the message, movement at the doorway caught his eye.

She really didn’t want to be here. In fact, she had turned away half a dozen times in the parking lot. If anyone recognized her, they might call her out on abandoning the group and recovery. Well, she had. Recovery came and went, and she couldn’t say she felt bad about ditching the group. Some of...

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"A very large amount."

"How much would you hate me if I started calling you Pauly D?"

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[Text] Pretty sure the only people who would are fellow astronauts.

[Text] Hey, no dissing the ol’ job here. Astronaut…ing is a damn fine career.

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I AGREE WITH ALL. not sure if i ship paige/mike. I actually am not sure I ship ANYONE on that show, to be honest. You're totally not alone. xD

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Blargh. I do not know where my muse is today. It's taking forever for me to reply and I'm overthinking it quite a bit. Plus it's just not coming easily. >.<