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A small note about threads!

I’m going to be officially dropping all threads with no reply to them for over a month, as well as all Dreamscape threads as of today! It’s absolutely nothing personal, I just feel like my productivity is really bogged down because I feel like I can’t start new threads because I have so many of them! So I just wanted to do a little cleaning up so I can start brand new threads! If you are hurt or bothered by this, please come and talk to me and I can properly apologize! I do not mean to hurt anyone’s feelings at all, truly!

Of course, if you want to continue a thread still, please please DM and let me know, I would be MORE than happy to continue them! I love every single thread I’ve made and participated in so far <3

If you’re curious if our thread was part of the drop, you can check my thread tracker here and if there is an F next to the name in Step 3, OR the word count is zero’d out in part 4, that means I consider it closed!

Thank you so much for understanding! I can’t wait to start some new threads!

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Tame Impala - The Less I Know the Better But It's Crawling by Linkin Park

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comekisstheringbitch‌:

“The fuck- All the shit we went through and you’re scared of some pasty fuck? Where’s your balls Jolyne??”

“Tsk-- oh come on Ermes! I actually don’t want you to beat him up because he’s actually my friend! He totally helped me out one time, so it’s cool! Okay? Okaaaay?”

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comekisstheringbitch replied to your post “This was the awful. Horrible, even. “This is even worse than that Tom...”

i sleep for FIVE MINUTES and some goth bitch wanna bully?? that's it. i'm gettin' me brass knuckles.

“Ermes no no nonono! It’s cool! Riz is totally cool, he’s one of my friends andIdon’tthinkyou’dsurvive!”

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This was the awful. Horrible, even.

“This is even worse than that Tom Cruise lookin’ guard catching me mas--”

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inexcitabilis replied to your post

cant believe jolyne has a porn stash smh

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Something felt weird about this eclipse, something unsettling. Like an itch that wouldn’t go away.

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“Wait-- wait wait wait my whole arm can unravel now!” Jolyne’s eyes sparkled happily, and looking behind her, it seemed that was enough for Stone Free itself to appear. It didn’t seem like it was ready to fight yet, but it certainly seemed pleased to see Jolyne.

Still, Jolyne was immensely pleased to finally have her stand back, and gave it a high five with her still-existing hand.

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mods are asleep post bugle horn weather report

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While I’m really happy that I’m getting new followers, I would like to put out some reminders!

This blog is isola affiliated and will only rp with isola blogs! If you’d like to rp with her, please consider joining!

Also, if you’re not an rp blog and are following Jolyne, please do not reblog any threads. This is for both my privacy and other persons privacy as well! 

Thanks so much!

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from JOJOVELLER

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levitersora·:

“Oh yeah! Those are the ones!” Sora picked up the crab the other held, looking around the area to see if there were any more wondering around. It didn’t seem like the case, but there were some that he remembered that were in obscured places, like inside the canons or barrels. This gave Sora an idea, already having trust the stranger in his dream. It’s not like the other seem bad if she was able to easily pick up a crab.

“I’m Sora, and… well, I guess you somehow entered my memory. Or my dream? Anyways- I have an idea. You might not believe me, but these crabs are pretty magical! And the me right over there is trying to find a few hundred of them. Wanna help gather as many as we can and put them where the dream me can find it?”

That didn’t sound like a bad idea. It would help move things along, and allow the young pirate version of himself to set out to see.

“Wonder what’s up with all that.” Sora was observing a barrel that seem to be moving on its own before peaking inside to find more crabs. “Oh! I found some more. Donald, Goofy, Jack! They must be hiding in places we must have missed. Lets keep looking around the town before heading into that jungle there.” Sora wave them over as the four searched for more crabs.

“You see… it was a pretty long task, and I think it would be easier to help dream me out.”

It was strange, how trusting the boy was. Happily taking the white crab from Jolyne, he went on to explain exactly what was going on... Or at least what he thought was going on. A dream, or a memory, one they were stuck in for who knows how long. Jolyne wanted to heavy a long, drawn out sigh at the whole situation-- more and more she found herself between a rock and a hard place, not knowing where the hell she was, but this really took the cake. Looking over to the ‘dream self’ Sora gestured to, Jolyne’s eyebrows raised.

“Oh-- woah, Donald and Goofy. Okay, that’s... cool.” She already met Goofy once, and knew both of them from the various shows she watched as a child. Not to mention Disney World. If Sora was some sort of friend of theirs, the Joestar felt she could probably trust the happy-go-lucky kid. Giving the other a soft smile, Jolyne nodded.

“Yeah, alright I can help! My name’s Jolyne, nice to meet you Sora.” She glanced about the town, noting how many possible nooks and crannies there were for crabs to hide in. This was gonna take awhile. “Alright, crabs really like wet, shady places, and these look like semi-terrestrial crabs, sooo...” Oh boy, the fact that her father was a marine biologist was starting to kick in. Walking over to a crate that seemed to be old and slightly greenish, Jolyne took a corner and lifted it-- a few crabs came scuttling out.

“Ta-da! Crabs like these usually like to feed off algae. This shouldn’t be too hard.” Jolyne said, gently putting the crabs between her fingers so they couldn’t pinch her. “But uh, I still don’t really get why you have to do this.”

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jootato·:

“so what if i am?” it came out more clipped than intended. although he had every reason to tread with care, jotaro could not find it in him to shoo her away; if anything it roused some niche instinct to see to her safety as he had done for his mother. there were too many questions and not enough answers, like how the closer she got, the more his neck tingled. he and the old man shared something similar, but only due to their lineage. that could have only meant one thing.

yet the wires refused to connect. how could they? he hadn’t the slightest knowledge of his family tree past his grandfather, and only because the geezer never minded his own business. he’d never had the time to bother―not with just him and holly at home, hands full with looking out for the other where nobody else would.

you’re jotaro, right? too many people had learned his name, his roots, and all thanks to that man who hadn’t stayed dead―and even after egypt, even now, would probably never stay dead. the returning thought of his mother at home, alone, vulnerable: it infuriated jotaro in ways that reached his hardened eyes and the growing bags beneath them.

he keeps it clean and to the point. “are you a stand user?” out for his life again? would it ever stop? bad as he was at reading others, he could not help but think she did not look the part. there was a timidness to the woman that seemed significant, packed with trepidation or something akin. hands still deep in his pockets, jotaro turned to face her fully. “… no. you’re more than that, aren’t you?”

The question’s only set it in stone: this man, this Jotaro, was not her father. Jolyne felt her heart drop, threatening to roll around in her stomach. He was the one who gave her Stone Free, in a sense, putting the little shard of the arrow tip in the locket. Hell, she still had it in her pocket, always carrying the picture of her parents around, like it would do her any good. The arrow piece was missing, of course, but the locket still retained value to Jolyne.

No, this was a younger Jotaro. Jolyne learned from Joseph and Crow that people were plucked from different times and places. There was no way this Jotaro would know her.

“I, um...” Should she say anything? The whole reason he was dead was because of her, Stretched too thin, trying to defeat Pucci while protecting her, it was too much for him, and caused Jotaro’s demise. Maybe not knowing was better. Maybe it would let him be... happier. “Yeah, I am. But I’m not here to attack you or anything, promise.” She knew how skeptical her father was about any stranger with a stand, and hesitant, Jolyne took a half-step back. Would he attack her, knowing she was a stand user?

“I mean, you made me a stand user.” She blurted out, but wondered if that was too much. She had to consider his happiness. Jolyne couldn’t just... spill it all on him, everything that happened. Her stomach lurched, and she took another small step back. Forcing a small smile, jaw clenched, Jolyne tried to make light of the whole situation, despite the pounding in her chest that would rival even the waves crashing on the sand beside them.

“I just, saw you and uh, wanted to make sure you were alright.” And he was, and she knew she should leave before anything else happened. Jolyne felt stupid for approaching him in the first place. Her body and mind screamed to go back to her apartment, run from the whole situation, but her heart yearned to stay by her father’s side, like she never really got to. “And you are! So that’s great. Um, sorry for bothering you. I’ll-- I should go now.” 

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The look on her face was entertaining. He supposed that was the effect his collected demeanor had on people sometimes. 2011 though? That’s a while away! Wow…he doubted he would live long enough to see that day.

At her question, he pauses. 

“Technically, yes and no. Well, the more I think about it, the more I realize that he’s sort of a hard no. As I was told, Jonathan and Dio clashed in a final battle aboard a ship. Coincidentally, this ship was also going to bring Jonathan and Grandma Erina on their honeymoon, which makes this all the worse.”

He sets his food down, rubbing his hands together.

“Jonathan had apparently defeated Dio at some other point, resulting in his decapitation, but Dio was still living then and had stealthily infiltrated the ship with some zombie minions. Ambushing and fatally wounding my grandfather, Dio was sure to win, but the ship caught on fire as bound to explode. That’s as far as I know. Evidently, DIO returned, sporting his head on my Grandfather’s body.”

Clenching his fists, he frowns. “I wish I had a more powerful Stand, then I could destroy DIO myself…! Bastard…! If I find him in the city, I’ll kill him with my own bare hands…!”

Right, a hard no. Of course Johnathan wouldn’t have really lost, and even so, it didn’t... it didn’t sound like a hard no. In the end, DIO did survive, even taking her great great... great... grandfathers body. Did she put enough great’s in front of that? So maybe, just maybe, she wasn’t the only one who failed, right? Well, maybe it didn’t matter anymore. Even though she might have not been the only one to lose, she lost the most important battle anyhow. Everything was... gone.

So much for that.

“You don’t have to fuckin’ worry about DIO.” Her food went untouched now, despite only being half finished. Jolyne’s appetite was gone. “Dad-- Jotaro kills him. He’s long gone, gramps.” Despite the good news, the younger Joestar sounded... bitter.

“He’s dead, and dad wins, like he always does. Won against some crazy serial killer in Japan too, when I was like, seven or something. He always wins.” Always, and to think the next in line would be her. Couldn’t even beat some disciple of DIO. Jotaro only lost because he was trying to protect his daughter at the same time. Her stomach started to hurt. Standing up suddenly, Jolyne shook her head and looked over to Joseph.

“I’m gonna go. Sorry, um... thanks for the food, though.” Midway through her words, Jolyne looked away, finding that she couldn’t keep eye contact with Joseph. Pushing her chair back in, Jolyne headed out of the diner, hands clenched so tight her nails dug into her palms. She just wanted to go home.

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Continued from here... and also here...

Now that they were able to get a better look at their surroundings, all thanks to Darrell, Jolyne felt a small shiver climb up her spine. The place was, to their knowledge, abandoned... But who knew what was living in the hallways and separate rooms that the building boasted. Still, the Joestar grinned as she pulled her hand away, her new pal making sure she didn’t take his weird glass-brain bowl. Well, whatever, she’d seen weirder things.

“Alright, if you say so.” Jolyne shrugged, looking around and listening to their voices bounce off the stripped, corroded dry wall. Each step she took toward the suitcase was met with gravel, bits of glass and whatever else crunching beneath her boots. Every noise seemed to be amplified in the deafening silence, the only other sound being the wind from outside rushing through the windows every now and again.

“It looks like an office building, I think? Maybe it’s a hotel...” She muttered, mostly to herself, but Darrell was close enough to hear. Walking closer to the staircase, Jolyne was pleased to find it intact; so she started to climb them, boots tapping on the dusty marble.

“C’mon! Let’s go down a hallway! I wanna see what else there is, don’t you?”

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Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed