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lanajvmeson‌:

Swishing through the air with a stick she’d found, Lana ventured between tents like an adventurer set out on a great expedition, mentally hacking away long thickets of foliage in a rain-forest. Anyone would think she was just beginning her journey, not concluding it, however her current destination was the tent besides Cecily’s – she was sharing it with Cain, Bobby and Julien, latter of which had already almost burned it down with a discarded cigarette. Startled out of her path by Cecily’s hand on her ankle, Lana wavered more drastically than a pirate sailing a stormy sea, garbled shriek parting lips painted red. “The kraken!” she yelled out indistinctly, steadying herself with her stick like a makeshift walker. In just a blink’s time she’d wriggled inside, any onlookers left gawking like she’d been snatched into a time continuum. “Enchanté, all. Girls,” she addressed like she was manning a TedTalk, nodding towards Cecily. “Ghouls.” That one was meant for Dirk, although her lack of malice was evident in the warmth of her voice. “Oh, wow… Thanks, Dirk. Your forehead’s, like… really shiny,” came along with an endeared nod, easily the most bewildering compliment she could have given him. Leaning down temporarily in the name of rest, Lana lay her head atop of Cecily’s lap. “My legs feel like shoelaces. I need revival, STAT. You’re gonna have to both give me blow-backs. New CPR method. Kiss of life is quaking.”

Stretching her legs out as much as she could in the tent, Cecily’s feet knocked against one another, dirt drifting off her combat boots and onto a sleeping bag, probably Kit’s. As he finished rolling the joint, Dirk’s face looked all too pleased with himself as he held it up, sucking on his teeth as he did so. “Nice one, Dirk... Might think of sucking your dick if you do that again,” Cecily said, though her voice was monotone, bored, like she was reading off a list of ingredients. She stuck the joint in her mouth, one hand lighting it as the other stroked Lana’s hair, a rare affectionate gesture from her with the other girl in her lap. Leaning down, slight grin tugging at her lips as she blew smoke into Lana’s mouth, close enough that their lips nearly brushed, she could feel Dirk’s hungry eyes boring into her head as he watched her. “Lans, this weed is kind of shit. Like smoking my grandmother’s perfume. You got anything stronger?” she asked, turning her attention to Dirk, his eyes growing wide as he fumbled around in his pockets. “Um, I’ve got coke... MD...” Eyes lighting up, she stopped her stroking of her friend’s hair, passing the joint back over to Dirk. “Either of those, yeah. Then maybe we can all hold hands, astral project or something. Really get inside the music, man,” Cecily said, nodding her head enthusiastically to an invisible beat, like she was already at one of the concerts the festival promised. Dirk let out an excited giggle, as if he couldn’t believe his luck being here, rolling up one of the sleeves of his orange polo shirt. “You girls are just so pretty... Such long hair. Do you ever wear ponytails?”

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Grin so wide it could only belong to a person who was drunk and high by noon, Cecily was definitely already enjoying herself at the festival at she slung an arm around Teddy, familiar even though she didn’t really know him that well. “Isn’t this place great? I was just in the bathroom and some girl offered me MD. Haven’t taken it yet, though. Saving it for a rainy day. Or like, a really boring music set.” She let her arm drift down, pushing back blonde hair held out of her face by sparkly barrettes, breath smelling faintly of cigarettes. “Anyways, I heard there’s a girl doing tarot card readings in her tent. Want to try it out? See if five years from now we’ll all be dead in a ditch?” @teddylawrence

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Laying in the grass with her green plaid skirt splayed cross the legs, Cecily lifted up her martini-shaped purple sunglasses to tilt her head to the side, spotting Romeo on the festival grounds. “Hey!” She shouted, sitting up and brushing off her skirt, grin on her face as she greeted him. “You got a lighter? I’ve been generously supplied with weed but I forgot my zippo. I’ll repay you with my virginity and my dowry as thanks.” @rcmcos

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Reaching out from her tent while crouched on her knees, Cecily grabbed Lana’s ankle as she walked by, like she was a shark fishing for prey, releasing it after she got the other girl’s attention and dissolving into a fit of laughter. “Come on in. The water’s fine,” she said, gesturing the other girl into the small tent she was sharing with a couple of other students, lingering scent of weed in the air. There was a guy inside, not a Lockwood student but a British man she had met. “This is uh.... Dirk? Met him in line for a tie-dyed t-shirt. He’s got weed and they confiscated mine getting on the plane,” Cecily explained, settling into a cross-legged position as Dirk grinned up at Lana, momentarily stopping his action of rolling a new joint to check her out. “Whoo-wee! You ladies are fine,” he said, flashing a smile with teeth that looked a little too white. “You hear that? We’re fine.” @lanajvmeson

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Clad in a pair of high-waisted jean shorts, cheeks covered in glitter, Cecily was on the festival grounds with Maggie, hand linked through the brunette’s as they made their way towards a tent serving beer. The warmer temperatures outside meant that she felt light-headed, probably from all the alcohol she had consumed before the first act even took the stage that day. “You know that Romeo guy?” Cecily asked her friend, licking her lips, mouth dry as she tasted the cherry flavored balm on them. “Thinking about blowing him eventually. He’s interesting. Like watching a particularly interesting nature doc. What do you think?” She asked, reaching the booth finally, the haggard bartender pouring them both cups full of cheap beer. “Feel like England’s a good place to do it, too. I’ll blow him and then we’ll fall asleep to a single cry of “oi lad!” heard in the distance.” @maglaws

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okay hello like this for an event starter bc i suck at doing open ones!!! and if u want to plot some dramaaa for the festival i’m here for it! reply for if u want cecily or julia :)

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“I didn’t belong to anyone. I wouldn’t allow myself to belong to anyone.”

— Marie Howe, from Magdalene—The Seven Devils

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cleosahar‌:

“Yeah, dude! Once I was about to hook up with this guy but his thing was that he likes to watch porn beforehand. So we’re on PornHub and we accidentally click on a hentai and it ends up with this girl getting controlled by the guy via remote control vibrator. It was actually the best comedy,” Cleo rambled. “Anyways, the guy lasted for about five minutes and we never spoke again.” She shrugged, lighting the cigarette and blowing a tunnel of smoke towards Cecily. “Hmm. Down for that, honestly. You can mount him while I rob him. I definitely need to take something before that encounter happens, though.”

“Oh god. And you still had sex with him? No judgement, but I mean... I would have been drier than a salted slug after that.” Cecily let out a bark of laughter, taking another drag of her cigarette. “God, I’m just imagining her like... yelping every five seconds. Chihuahua roleplay,” she joked. “Hear hear! We can turn it into a whole robbery ring. Take turns riding the peen while the other just throws a hand in occasionally and rifles through their wallets with the other.” Tapping ash off of her cigarette, she flashed a grin. “Can make enough to buy a remote control vibrator for each of us.”

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maglaws‌:

“Seems kind of like a bad idea to get drunk during a zombie apocalypse, but maybe that will deter people from eating brains or whatever. Can’t imagine an alcoholic’s brain is very appetizing. Kinda like eating malted blood,” she said, face pinching at the thought. “Should I take a shot? On a scale of one to ten, how likely am I am to regret it?”

“Think I’d just go plain ol’ hedonist at the end of the world. If I die I die. Y’know?” Cecily took a sip of her beer, wincing at the watery taste. “I think we should both take shots. Makes dealing with whatever shit this is they’re playing easier.” She put her cup down on a nearby table, grabbing a bottle of vodka and pouring out shots for them into red plastic cups. “What’d be your apocalypse strategy, then?”

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If a guy moaned and called me baby during sex I’d probably blank the fuck out and die

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are you there god? it’s me, your rival

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listen don’t look at me i’m having a crisis of muse lately but i think… i’ve finally got a chara i have muse for so hopefully i’m gonna be switching around a lot less after this. love me still? plot with me? okay i’m gonna leave the intro and yeet sdfdsdfg

( cisfemale ) haven’t seen CECILY JACKSON around in a while. the KATHRYN NEWTON lookalike has been known to be ALLURING & SELF-SUFFICIENT, but SHE can also be IMPULSIVE & MERCURIAL. The 21 year old is a JUNIOR majoring in WOMEN’S STUDIES AND ENGLISH. I believe they’re living in AUDAX but I popped by earlier and no one answered the door. ( olive. 22. est. she/her. )

aesthetics. licking wine off your lips, ripped fishnet tights, paying in crumpled dollar bills, curls spilling over your shoulders, ashing your cigarette on your boots

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[cvcilyjackson]

hullo let . me know if i haven’t gotten around to you for plotting, especially for the upcoming event and if ur characters are rooming with frankie, cecily or julia!!! i’ve been a bit of a shit rper lately bc. life is a lot and i’m Overwhelmed by Simple Tasks so if i haven’t responded to a message or thread i promise it’s not bc im ignoring you im just a doofus!!! 

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Licking a spare bit of frosting off her finger, Julia was sitting on the kitchen counter of a house party, cake in her lap that read “SORRY I’M SUCH A SHIT” in bright blue icing. She looked up, shrugging her shoulders at the person that entered the kitchen. “It was supposed to be a birthday party tonight. But this girl’s boyfriend thought it would be a good idea to apologize for cheating on her in the form of a cake, on her birthday,” Julia explained, putting the cake on the counter, dipping her finger into the “s” on “sorry”. “He went all out for champagne, though. Want to help me finish off a bottle?”

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📱 franco

teddy: thanks a lot cunt.

teddy: omg really

teddy: can u bring me some

teddy: it'll cheer me up

teddy: maybe restore my sight

frankie: omg yes!!! brings it to you

frankie: i snorted most of it but theres a good couple keys left

frankie: o shit i turned a corner and now im outside. hello?

frankie: think im seeing god itshould def restore your sight

frankie: where u!!!