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                                     different  eyes  see  different  things .

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moonscribed.

“ GROOVY, huh? ” despite the stress on her mind ( on both their minds, no doubt ), a smile formed. one thing at a time – first, the apartment, then finding lydia. and she didn’t MIND amanda’s company, to be honest – it was nice, actually, to have what might be a friend around. it was even nicer to have a DISTRACTION in front of her, as much she’d like to have been out there helping, it would do–for now. huff of laughter followed the words, before full attention turned to amanda. “ never heard that one before. ”

         ❝     there's  been  groovy .  gnarly .  off  the  heezy .   bitchin ' .     ❞          80S  SLANG  was  somewhat  an  inside  joke  of  theirs   -   or  at  least  much  of  one  that  it'd  sometimes  slip  into  casual  conversation ,  and  thus  sound  out  of  the  ordinary  to  anybody  who  wasn't  used  to  hearing  it .  but  on  the  subjects  of  farah ,  amanda  couldn't  disagree  with  how  todd  spoke  of  her  -  or  at  least  not  from  what  she'd  seen  so  far .  GRANTED  the  first  time  she  was  willing  to  dip  from  her  comfort  zone  was  when  everybody's  lives  were  flipping  TOPSY  TURVY ,  things  could  be  going  worse  for  the  brotzman  girl .          ❝     the  list  goes  on .     ❞

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fifthturtle.

      She nods, the disbelief in Amanda’s voice prompting one corner of her mouth to raise in a smug half - grin ( if she had a dollar for every time she heard something like that, pizza money would be a much smaller concern ), and April enters the house with her head tucked and fingers curled around the strap of her messenger bag. There’s not much that decorates the interior, implying the residence has no second occupant, and what few belongings are present are either aged, in a state of clutter, or both. Lot of space for just one person. “April,” she replies, noticing the way Amanda’s hands bury themselves within her jean pockets, and immediately deciding against the standard handshake. “Over the website, you said something about … ‘emotion vampires’? … Are they still here?”

         ❝     THEY  TOOK  OFF ,  ACTUALLY                     ❞          about  five  minutes  before  the  redhead  made  a  show   -   a  move  she  could  only  figure  was  by  design  rather  than  by  coincidence .  COULD  THEY  HAVE  KNOWN  ?   the  questions  followed  with  a  physical  shake  of  amanda's  head ,  as  if  she  were  holding  a  verbal  conversation  with  no  other  than  her  own ,  and  a  short  lived  smile  to  comfort  &  cake  the  possibility  of  supernatural  happening .   (  *   CHILDRENS’  TALES  !   )   this  is  real  life ,  amanda .          ❝     not  too  long  before  you  arrived  -  they  scope  the  place  a  lot .  sometimes  sit  outside  in  their  van .  but  listen   -   i  don't  know   WHAT  IS  UP   with  them ,  dude ,  but  they  are  freaky  .     ❞

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baby todd calls baby amanda “mandy” for the first time and she’s just BEAMING

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me ? hiding out on my other blogs until i can figure out a new psd for mindy ? correct

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Gnarls Barkley - Crazy

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freaksbloom.

          “well there goes my plan for the next three years.” or the rest of the semester at the very least. he could just see it now, the vision of him climbing out of his uber-fancy hibernation pod only to be met with riotous applause upon his awakening. perhaps he’d have to invent that himself. “because you’re-” a hand gestures in her direction, “cool. and don’t get me wrong, i will be too, but in the future. right now is — not my time. i’m not surrounded by the right people just yet.” he pauses. quietly adding. “yes please.”

❝     dude ,  I  AM  NOT  COOL .  as  soon  as  i  drop  you  home ,  i'm  getting  back  into  my  jammies  &  laughing  at  people  on  jeopardy .     ❞     it's  an  unhandy  stumble  of  words ,  but  none  of  it  were  untrue .  as  a  matter  of  fact ,  she  almost  sounded  as  if  she  insisted  that  was  the  case  :   a  jab  at  verity ,  and  not  just  to  lighten  the  mood .

LUMBERSOME  SMILE  FADES .  amanda  leans  over  in  her  seat  only  to  start  at  peeling  sanitary  pad  from  fabric .  kids  are  cruel ,  she  can't  help  but  think  to  herself .  cruel  in  the  way  they  don't  understand   /   cruel  in  the  way  it  almost  makes  you  feel  sorry  for  the  tormentor  for  not  knowing  their  impact .          ❝     i'm  sorry ,  kid .     ❞

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debnrough.

THE VOICE IS UNEXPECTED  !     he  is  sat  silent  on  the  drive  when  it  finds  his  ears ;     not  unpleasant,     though  he  jumps  at  the  sound.     the  boy  is  pleased  at  the  sudden  protection  from  the  rain,     though,     and  offers  a  small  smile  of  gratitude.     ‘  i  uh  -  uh  …  ‘     a  bone  deep  chill  chatters  his  teeth.     ‘  did  -  didn’t  know  you  lived  huh  -  ere.     sss  -  sorry   …   i  got  tuh  -  tired  of  wal  -  alking.  ‘

❝     UH ,   HYEAH .  moved  in  last  week .     ❞          doctors  suggestion   /   *  (   PERHAPS  A  MOVE  IS  IN  ORDER .  )   perhaps  a  slower  speed  would  reduce  stress  &  odds  of  an  episode .  but  alas ,  no  amend .  she  remains  isolated  in  the  few  squared  metres  and  carries  with  her ,  on  her  back ,  the  anxiety  of  an  attack  that  accompany  it .  INEXORABLE .          ❝     you  wanna  drink  or  somethin ' ?  you  don't  have  to  .  .  .  come  into  my  house ,     ❞          an  awkward  exhale  /  hum  like  laughter ,          ❝     i'm  not  a  creep .  you  can  sit  on  the  porch  -  then  you’re  outta  the  rain .     ❞

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         “ You smell… nice. ” And by nice, she means the scent of weed emanating from the girl. “ Are you holding? ”

         ❝     oh                          yeah ,  not  much  though .     ❞          medicated   &   prescribed   :   nothing  she's  much  thought  about  usually  socially  since  her  attacks  had  gotten  worse ,          ❝     s'it  smell  that  strong ?     ❞

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         ❝     you  know ,      todd  really  likes  you ,     ❞          state  the  obvious   /   you've  never  been  great  at  sparking  conversation  :  and  what  more  was  a  sister  for  but  to  embarrass  their  sibling ?   SHE'S  SO  PRETTY !     smart ,  clever ,  charming  and  her  attitude  and  determination  was  something  amanda  could  definitely  get  behind .  so  effing  cool .  with  a  smile ,  her  legs  are  brought  to  the  counter  she  sat  upon ,  hugging  her  knees  to  her  chest  as  she  watched  farah  begin  working  on  putting  the  appartment  back  together .  (  or  at  least  the  best  she  could  )          ❝     he  thinks  you're  real  groovy .     ❞          /          *     @moonscribed

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MUTT .

he is strangely calm, almost unnervingly so. “ amanda. “ he has never had someone calm him down, bring him back to the here and now, reassure him that there was nothing there, but himself. he would not let another person be wracked with pain. she had talked about this. with him. with the others. sadly, he can’t do what they can. “ — you have medicine for this, right? “ a punishing pause, too long in its duration. “ or you did? “ fuck.

❝     MY  BAG                     MUTT ,  MY  BAG !     ❞     frantic  as  ever  /  fingernails  turning  blue  as  the  glacial  burns  only  sunk  teeth  deeper .  jaw  trembling  and  ducts  begin  to  leak  what  feels  like  scorching  water  in  comparison  to  the  rest  of  her ,  and  it  only  makes  the  fearful  palpitations   &   fluttering  in  her  chest  harder  to  bear .  everything  so ,  so  loud  and  painful ,  and  her  yells  weren't  helping .

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BILLY  .

               “well my outfit went down a STORM, let me tell you!” in reality, billy should perhaps be telling it to the spit wads down his back and the maxi-pad stuck to his hat. “on a completely unrelated note - is HUMAN HIBERNATION a thing and where can i sign up for that? —– i envy people like you, you know.”       @brotzmn   ♥’d

❝     i  hate  to  tell  you ,  but  human  hibernation  is   NOT   a  thing  -  but  if  it  were ,  i'd  be  deep ,  deep  into  that  freakin’  sleep  right  now .     ❞          perhaps  even  for  the  rest  of  her  life ,  she  thought .  but  whatever  selfish  self  doubt  she  had ,  more  important  subjects  faced  her  currently ,          ❝     you  .  .  .  envy  me ?  why ?  also  do  you  want  a  little  help  with  .  .  .  that  before  i  drop  you  home ?     ❞

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DIRK  .

❝   EH,   IT’S OKAY.   YOU’LL GET USED TO IT.   MAYBE.   ❞   eventually   ——   he almost adds but that would be false hope in the mouth of a pariah.   dirk wasn’t used to all of this,   whatever this is,   himself.   he never really knew anything,   he never really understood the strange happenings in his life or why he’d feel a sudden urge to go left instead of right.   it was extraordinarily different from a gut feeling,   but somewhat exhilarating all the same   ——   providing that it wasn’t a matter of life or death.   he smiles at the other,   an offering of reassurance.   ❝   think of it as walking   ;   your first step was always the hardest and then it gradually got easier.   this works in the same way   —-   except,   not really but you have to admit,   the analogy was a good one   !   now,   close your eyes and let the universe   …   tell you what it wants.   simple.   bada   -   bing,   bada   -   boom.   ❞

❝     quit  saying  american  phrases  in  your  british  accent   -   it's  so  weird .     ❞     laughter  presses .  but  MAYBE .   that  didn't  set  too  well  with  her   -   just  the  concept  of  amanda  being  out  of  her  comfort  zone  and  never  getting  a  real  grip  around  the  strange  happenings  that  occur  around  her  wasn't  something  that  her  mind  took  an  instant  liking  to .  being  cooped  up  in  your  home  and  suffering  attacks   (  alongside  the  illnesses  that  accompanied  that  )   undoublty  kept  her  on  her  toes  whilst  doing  anything  but .  it  wasn't  going  to  be  easy  to  get  herself  out  of  that  mindset .  but  deep  down  there  was  a  true  feeling  of  self - worth  and  well - being  that  presented  itself  'pon  the  idea  of  her  growing  from  it .

a  sigh  presses  from  her  nostils  and  smile  remains .  spine  straightening ,  hands  flailingv  all  the  while  liner - smudged  eyelids  come  to  a  gentle  close .  as  her  features  pinch  into  that  of  amused  assurance ,          ❝     right   .  .  .   then ?     ❞

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andsundrymuses.

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Vogel is a blur of black leather, polka dots and screaming, heart racing faster than he thought possible for a moment. Until Drummer touches him, and he settles some, still bouncing back and forth between each foot anxiously. But when Drummer tells him to stay close, starts to loosen her grip, Vogel’s eyes go wide on her. “Wait– you wanna go toward the scary sparkle cloud, boss?!” And it’s his turn to grasp her arm. Because he’ll go. And he’ll stomp anyone’s ass that tries to hurt Drummer. But it seems like a batshit idea, and maybe he should pull her away.

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amanda  swallows  back  any  lingering  taste  of  unease ,  feeling  that  bloodpump  caged  in  that  heaving  chest  of  hers  slowly  but  surely  remit  itself  from  a  state  of  overwhelming  hyperactivity .          ❝     only  if  you  want  to .     ❞          it  was  her  instinct  to  avoid  any  sort  of  inconvenience   /   to  run  &  hide  in  hopes  it'd  all  just  leave  her  be .  but  the  situation  presented  was  far  from  ordinary .  if  dirk  gently  and  those  connected  had  taught  her  anything   -   there  was  a  reason  the  pair  were  witnessing  the  oddity  before  them .          ❝     but  you're  telling  me  you're  not  the  least  bit  curious  as  to  what  it  is              ?     ❞

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Dirk + loving people very much