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I’m going to restart this blog. Because while I adore all I’ve done, it’s made coming back to the community a bit difficult.
So I want to sort of get a fresh start. 
It’ll take a bit of time cause I want to save HCs and such. 
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Small angry Irish heister throws herself face down on the couch.
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“Seems I’ll be lookin’ for a tranq gun then.”
“Yeah, I am. Ya don’ talk in yer sleep.”
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“Yeah, I am. Ya don’ talk in yer sleep.”
“Again? Ya suggestin’ I stopped?”
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Come back to payday and don’t know who’s active or who to follow anymore 8D
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“Is Hox being an annoyance again?”
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I’ll get to prompts tomorrow, i need to hop off soon to go dog sit for the night.
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RP starters: Concern.
“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”
“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”
“Blood? Are you bleeding?”
“I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”
“I thought I would never see you again…”
“We should get you to hospital.”
“Where did all those bruises came from?”
“I have the right to be worried!”
“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”
“Sleep at my place tonight.”
“I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”
“Please talk to me about it.”
“Let me take care of you.”
“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”
“How many times have I told you to not go there?”
“You could’ve died, you know…”
“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”
“You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”
“This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”
“I’m your friend, of course I care!”
“You know I’m always here for you, right?”
“You’re not okay.”
“I’m just trying to help you.”
“Let me clean your wounds…”
“Why did you do it? Tell me.”
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After assisting the Payday crew in stealing the diamond, Clover probably tracks its whereabouts. One day she’ll simply steal it for herself instead of under orders to just aid a crew but she not get to keep it.
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“We keep getting all us younger heisters in the crew, how long til we take over and remove the old crew.”
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Theme under reconstruction. Don’t mind the mess.
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Guess who is getting revamped tomorrow morning cause wow it’s almost 3:30am 
as i struggle to bring her back yet again christ
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important;; don’t be shy if you have a plot idea with me. I’m really open to these big, intricate storylines between our muses that have room to expand the characters and see development. Wanna ship our muses? Hit me up. Think my muse would be a great sibling figure to your character? Tell me. Have a cliche plot that you wanna do? I’m down. Please, I honestly love making these storylines and falling head over heels for a ship or get really emotional over relationships and enjoy how the story & characters progress.
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[cannonballs an "I want the K" into the ask box]
{ “Want the K” Prompt } || Accepting || 6: Gentle Peck
Affection was low tier thing for her, either it never interested her or it was simple matter of not caring enough to show more than a small thanks. Not that she hated it, but her work didn’t exactly allow room for it, she’s not some hopeless romantic.
Still she deemed some situations fit for a small show of affections, if it led to anything she didn’t desire it’d get nipped in the bud before it could spread. 
Clover had once again been working on more blueprints, though to be fair the only time she wasn’t was if she was on a heist. Her free time didn’t have much social outing, not that it appealed to her. If asked, of course she’d tag along and Sokol had been one to ask a fair amount of the time. 
Today though he seemed content quietly working on drills while she did prints, it was oddly calming. While this layout was giving her a little trouble, at least she had him to bounce a small conversation off of while she tried to map out pathing and such. Clearly something sorted itself out in her work because the small grin on her face was rare. Rare enough like the affection she’d never show, but enough to make her lean over to give a gentle peck on his cheek. There were no reasons for it, she simply decided that he’d helped in a way so a small token of appreciation.
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In a game but I’ll try to post some stuff later
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Anonymously or not, tell me who you ship my muse with.
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