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@lostxdetective cont. from here!

‘‘You seem to be a fine man. If I were you, I would watch that silver tongue of yours.’‘

He muttered dangerously low under his breath as he sent a cold glare over his shoulder and at the adviser of the King. Why were humans all the same? Assuming… Unable to take the truth once it was willfully given to them; twisting the words of the divine.

‘‘You do not know what you are talking about, child.’‘

“Please, such insults are not necessary.” Ignis bowed his head slightly, hands clasped behind his back. To be met with such harsh replies  was like dealing with the prince in his teenage years all over again. He sighed, unclasping his hands and adjusting his gloves in front of him. “I do believe I know quite well what I’m talking about. There is no need to be rash.”

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Hella

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[ Chloe ]

Verse: burn it down

(( Contains spoilers for Life is Strange: Before the Storm ))

Chloe, age 16, is still a student at Blackwell Academy. She’s still trying to deal with her father’s death, feeling completely alone in life until she meets and forms a relationship with Rachel Amber. She skips school frequently, often staying out extremely late and not keeping very good contact with her mother during these times. She’s seen as a troublemaker, her sharp tongue often getting her in or out of sticky situations. Her journal is full of entries to Max, her best friend that moved to Seattle and never replies to her. When David is thrown into the mix, Chloe instantly takes a disliking to him. She comes to hate him immensely, often being unable to go anywhere without starting an argument with him. She firmly believes David is the wrong guy for her mother, wanting nothing but for her to be with someone else or not at all. The loss of traces of her dad around the house worries her, a fear of letting him go further shown when she states she’s scared of waking up and not missing him.

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Character: Chloe Price

Age: 19

Height: 5′4

Birth date:  March 11, 1994

(( Contains spoilers for Life is Strange and Life is Strange: Before the Storm. Mentions drugs and alcohol. ))

Chloe Price is a former student of Blackwell Academy. After the death of her father, William Price, her life took a downward spiral. Her best friend. Max Caulfied, a photography student that took off to Seattle at he time Chloe felt she needed her the most. With the loss of her father and Max, and the introduction of David, Chloe began to feel like the entire world was against her and that everyone in her life just left her behind. Drugs, alcohol, skipping school were a few of the things she picked up because of it all.

After meeting Rachel Amber at the mill, having her life saved by her began a relationship to last a life time. Chloe Price and Rachel Amber, the outcast and most popular student at Blackwell, against the world. When Rachel goes missing, and Max returns to Arcadia Bay, everything changes. Chloe welcomes her old best friend back with loving, open arms. They investigate Rachel’s disappearance together, uncovering secrets of Arcadia Bay with the heko if Max’s power to rewind time.

Chloe has a sharp mouth and isn’t afraid to start a fight or argue her way through anything. She’s rebellious, stubborn, but loyal and caring to her friends. She believes she messes everything up, and the mess that is her life and the death of her father will never leave her, but she’s just human, and everyone has their struggles. She still has hope that one day she’ll leave Arcadia Bay all behind for a new start.

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it’s the way we are together 

wanna feel like this forever

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Episode one: Awake.

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I finished before the storm and I am 100% adding Chloe Price because I love her. 

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MAJOR WARNING TO DISCORD USERS!!!! PLEASE REBLOG AND PASS THIS ALONG!!

Do not accept a friend request from Chrisopeer Davies and Jessica Davies. They are hackers. Tell everyone on your friends list because if somebody on your list adds one of them, they’ll be on your list too. They will figure out your personal computer’s IP and address, so copy & paste this message wherever you can

Heads Up: Also look out for a Discord user by the name of “KeirStarmer” or often just “Keir”. He is going around sending friend requests to random Discord users, and those who accept his friend requests will have their accounts DDoSed and their IP Addresses revealed to him.

Spread the word and send this to as many discord servers as you can. If you see this user, DO NOT accept his friend request and immediately block him.

Please be warned there is a user going around called “KurtStarmer” or just “Kurt” who is mass spamming terribly graphic gore and of such(he is also a hacker). Please spread the word of this to your other servers

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Libertus is back and he is grumpy – aka this is a new Libertus Ostium RP Blog from Kingsglaive: Final Fantasy XV and I’d really appreciate it if you reblogged and // or liked this post if you’re interested in interacting!! Thanks youu–

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      I am not crazy. 

                    I know, I know, only crazy people say that. But I am as sane as this world allows, with a camera full of evidence.

           Indie Miles Upshur // Written by Megs // OC, crossover, and multi-muse friendly 

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Moved Miles to @wxlriider because he’s such a popular muse, Sebastian and Stefano are being moved here, if there’s a thread with Miles you especially want to carry over, please IM me or reply to this!

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Nick Burkhardt - Grimm 6.12

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          I’m the Bird who S i n g s                     I’m the W h i s t l e  b l o w e r.

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          Ind. Waylon Park rp blog, for Outlast Whistleblower.

                       Crossover/OC/Multimuse are OK! Please check rules!

                  [ Moodboard by @imadeitx ! ]

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2536-whistleblower

  Miles separated to go investigate closer, and Waylon glanced behind them, trying to peer into the darkness to gauge how close those chains were, exactly. If Walker didn’t see them now, it wouldn’t be long.  

 He looked back to Miles in a panic, fidgeting a little in place.

“We-w-, we have to move..!” Waylon urged in a hushed and panicked voice. They were almost cornered now, and quickly running out of time.

 Although he felt bad that Miles practically had to drag his now lame self along, he’s already gotten somewhat used to the help, the idea of going back to his limping helplessly about wasn’t a grand idea at all. Not having Miles near by made him feel alone again, it made the whole asylum feel larger somehow. It was his email that got Miles into this mad house, Waylon wanted to see him get out. That way, he would be able to apologize properly.

 Perhaps it wasn’t to be, though.

 The already torn apart floor Miles stood on began to creak and crack in protest, without warning, the ledge he stood on broke off, sending Miles to the floor below by himself.

Waylon called out Miles’ name in panic, he got as close as he dared to try and see if his friend survived the fall.

 The noise from the destruction traveled.

“You!” a voice exclaimed from down the hall, a deep, loud, poorly enunciated voice. Walker.

Waylon turned his head, and as if this couldn’t get worse, it was indeed Walker. It was a monstrous sight. He looked back down as well as he could.

“I-I have to–” He panted, desperate sounding.

“I’m so sorry!” Waylon cried as he left Miles’ sight to flee. He hated abandoning Miles down there, but it was unlikely Walker would jump after him, he would have time to escape. Waylon wouldn’t be able to make that jump on his leg, he’d stand a better chance at fleeing on this floor.

As Waylon limped to escape through a door, into another room which connected to another hall for him to hide in, true enough, Walker didn’t give chase. He observed the hole Miles fell through, probably gauging how he would fair. The hole was made larger by Miles’ falling, but it wasn’t large enough for him to go through.

Walker would find another way down, confident Miles wouldn’t be able to make it further than he has.

 Waylon hoped that would Miles survive this. So he could see him again, and apologize.

Taking a step closer to the hole, Miles’ eyes stayed glued to the night vision of his camera in an attempt to see what was down the hole. Waylon’s worried words made Miles take a step closer, determined to check if it was safe. “It doesn’t look too bad-” 

Famous last words, Miles. Fear shot through his as the floor began to creak without warning, his eyes widened as he attempted to turn around and get back to the stable floor. Unfortunately, the floor had other plans.

A panicked yell echoed down the hall as the floor collapsed under him, sending the younger journalist hurtling to the floor below. Landing on planks of wood and debris on his front knocked the air out of his lungs, camcorder being thrown some feet away.

“Fuck-” he groaned in pain, head spinning from colliding with the floor and debris. Walker’s loud voice was barley registered in his daze. Dragging his hands in front of him and beginning to push himself off the floor, Miles’ eyes scanned the remains of the floor above for his camcorder. 

He couldn’t help but feel guilt towards Waylon’s desperate and fearful voice. Good job Miles, just fall through the fucking floor and leave the poor guy with an injured to make his own way. Scolding himself, he looked up at the hole. The lack of heavy footsteps showed Walker had ignored Waylon. Good. One less asshole for the guy to worry about. 

Holding a hand to the fresh wound on his head, Miles dragged himself off the floor, digging his camcorder out from under the debris. By some holy force, it wasn’t broken.

“Come get me, you asshole.” The taunt was quiet, directed at the hole Walker was most likely still close to. Turning around, Miles continued to trek through the nightmare of an asylum, hoping to what ever God was there that he didn’t meet this ‘Walrider’.

Hopefully he might find Waylon again, preferably outside of this nightmare and alive. But when you don’t know what the Walrider’s plans for you are, even the most distant things seem possible. 

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small note that if I don’t reply to our thread too much it’s because I usually just don’t know what to write, or feel like the reply I’ve written is too OOC. I have a thing for getting my portrayals close to canon as I can whoops

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Ignis is dissapointed at what ever the hell is going on with scones on my dash