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ANONYMOUSLY (OR NOT!) TELL THE MUN HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT THEIR ORIGINAL CHARACTER! what stands out? what would you like to know more about? ask away!

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@symbrcck | plotted.

CRICKET DOES NOT HAVE FEELINGS FOR EDDIE. well, she feels contempt, annoyance, and a ping of regret every time she sleeps with him. but not THOSE kind of feelings, the fuzzy, gooey, romantic kind. the kind that his cockiness and arrogance seem to have him convinced she possesses. (it was supposed to be a one night thing, and she'd practically kicked him out the next morning, but one night turned into two turned into three.) now, she's running into him all over the city. case in point: he's here now, at the coffee shop when she goes in to get her extra large, six shots of espresso, amphetamine substitute. "well, well," she says, once their eyes meet. "you stalkin' me or something?"

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@bloodrodeo | plotted.

THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A QUICK TRIP TO THE SHOP. in and out, pick up some necessities: whiskey, condoms, the newest issue of her favorite gossip rag. just like any other time. but everything went to hell in a hand basket almost as soon as those automatic doors whirred shut behind her. the intermittent storms of the past few days decided on a GRAND FINALE. the world outside was shrouded in a thick, white MIST.

and so here she was, stuck inside, sitting on the linoleum by the magazine rack with her knees pressed up against her chest. people scurrying around her in a panic. in a blur. but through the blur she made out a familiar face. "trent," she called, waving a hand in the air and beckoning him. "c'mon over here and keep me company," she demanded. "guess we picked the wrong day for grocery shopping, huh?"

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@a-ofspades | plotted.

"DON'T YOU WORRY ABOUT ME," cricket says. they're just outside the saloon, out back and speaking in hushed tones. ready to play a few hands of poker and do a little cheating. well, they were ready, 'till annie got it in her head to try to protect cricket from the trouble she so desperately wants to be in. "those fellas in there don't know me from eve," she continues, "even if they know you're a cheat, you're just gonna stay outta sight and give me some signals. we'll walk outta here with the pot and go buy us some fancy new pistols." not that cricket needs a new pistol, her old six shooter in the hostler on her hip works just fine and dandy, but hey, girls like her like shiny things. cricket puts a hand on annie's shoulder and squeezes, trying her best to reassure. "nothing's gonna go wrong." famous LAST WORDS.

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META ASKS: If Your OC Was Canon.

BASIC:

What changes do you think would be made between your muse as they exist in your head vs how they would be treated as part of canon?

What plot points would change due to the inclusion of your character in canon?

What role would your character play in the story? Are they a major player, or a one scene wonder?

If there are multiple adaptions/If they are part of a multi-part franchise, which ones would your character appear in?

Besides your face/voiceclaim, who do you think would be cast as your character?

If your character had a breakout show/film/comic, what would the plot be? Who would be in their supporting cast?

What headcanons/theories do you believe fandom would invent about your character?

FANDOM:

What do you think the fandom for your character would be like? Are they a fan favorite, a love to hate villain, derided for whatever reason, or something else?

What feelings does your character most often instill in their fans? Affection? A desire to protect? Open lust? A love/hate dynamic? Why do you think their fans feel this way?

By contrast, what would their haters dislike about your character? Is it a petty complaint? A mischaracterization of the character or their intentions? Are they just a woman in a largely male-centric series?

What controversies/drama would your character incite in fandom?

What fan-material would exist for your character in fandom?

Is your character the subject of ‘imagines’ or ‘x reader’ style blogs?

Are there any tropes fandom would put upon your character, for better or for worse?

What would be the ‘incorrect but wildly popular’ interpretation of your character in fandom?

What corners of fandom would consider your character blorbo material?

SHIPPING:

What do you imagine the most popular ship(s) for your character would be?

Are there ship wars? Are they a popular character to ship, or the kind of character that gets shuffled off and away from shipping for whatever reason?

How does fandom characterize/mischaracterize your characters ship in fanworks?

If your character isn’t designed for shipping/isn’t interested in shipping, how hard does fandom have to mangle them to make them shipping material/open to a relationship?

Be honest. What song is playing over an AMV/tiktok of scenes between your character and their love interest?

What is the wildest crackship you can imagine for your character, whether in-universe or in crossover?

What is the quote between your character and their love interest/whoever they might be shipped with that their fans would latch onto?

What’s the discourse surrounding your ship?

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CRICKET FARROW / edits - 2/?

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𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒; 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 (𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟐).

change pronouns, tenses and other details as deemed necessary. & please specify muse when sending to a mumu.

You're  all  going  to  die  down  here.

I  don't  deal  in  chance.

Just  one  bite,  one  scratch  from  these  creatures  is  sufficient.  And  then,  you  become  one  of  them.

Nothing  ever  changes.

Please,  I  wouldn't  wanna  shoot  you.  I  might  need  the  bullets.

I'm  not  sure  I  wanna  remember  what  went  on  down  here.

She's  only  trying  to  deceive  us...  confuse  us...  she'll  say  anything  to  stop  us.

The  T-virus  spread  through  the  air-conditioning  system.

She  was  right.  We  are  gonna  die  down  here.

We  found  a  survivor.

What  the  fuck  was  that?

When  we  cut  the  power,  we  unlocked  the  doors.  We  let  them  out.

I  don't  want  to  be  one  of  those  things…  walking  around  without  a  soul.

I  shot  her  five  times.  How  was  she  still  standing?

One  of  your  group  has  been  infected.

Blue  for  the  virus,  green  for  the  antivirus.

This  long  after  infection,  there  was  no  guarantee  the  antivirus  would  work.

What  are  they?  It's  pretty  goddamn  obvious  what  they  are.

Your  boyfriend  is  real  asshole.

Stay  conscious.  You're  going  into  shock.

She  bit  me,  man!  She  took  a  chunk  clean  outta  me.

It  brings  the  dead  back  to  life?

That  homicidal  bitch  killed  my  team.

The  subjects  have  the  simplest  of  motor  functions.  Perhaps  a  little  memory,  but  virtually  no  intelligence.

All  the  people  that  were  working  here  are  dead.

I'm  not  dead  yet.

Unknown,  even  to  its  own  employees,  the  company's  massive  profits  are  generated  by  military  technology,  genetic  experimentation,  and  viral  weaponry.

There's  a  cure!

The  T-virus  provides  a  massive  jolt,  both  to  cellular  growth,  and  to  those  trace  electrical  impulses.  Put  quite  simply,  it  reanimates  the  body.

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𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒; 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒆.

change pronouns, tenses and other details as deemed necessary. & please specify muse when sending to a mumu.

Congratulations.  You  are  still  alive.  Most  people  are  so  ungrateful  to  be  alive.  But  not  you.  Not  anymore.

Your  life  is  a  lie  [Name],  but  now  comes  your  moment  of  truth.

We  were  all  supposed  to  die. 

You  think  it's  the  living  who  have  ultimate  judgment  over  you,  because  the  dead  will  have  no  claim  over  your  soul.  But  you  may  be  mistaken.

As  you  can  see,  the  choice  is  not  so  clear  when  you  are  face  to  face  with  the  people  who's  blood  will  stain  your  hands. 

The  device  before  you  is  one  of  sacrifice.  A  sacrifice  of  blood. 

Remember  [Name],  once  you're  in  Hell,  only  the  devil  can  help  you  out.

I  can't  die  here,  I  have  so  much  left  to  do...  so  many  people  I  have  to  talk  to.  This  can't  be  it.

This  whole  house  is  a  trap!

Their  salvation  was  out  of  your  hands.

But  with  your  survival,  came  your  obsession.

I  recommend  you  stay  alive  until  the  fucking  clock  counts  down.

 You're  the  last  person  I  saw  before  I  woke  up  here.

Since  when  has  force  been  a  problem  for  you?

How  much  blood  will  you  shed  to  stay  alive?

It's  not  over.  The  games  have  just  begun.

You  feel  you  now  have  control,  don't  you?  You  think  you  will  walk  away  untested.

If  you're  going  to  threaten  me  with  a  knife  you  may  as  well  cut  me  a  little.

You  identify  more  with  a  cold  corpse  than  you  do  with  a  living  human.

I've  been  having  nightmares.  I  see  him!  I'm  never  going  be  able  to  forgive  myself  for  what  happened.

 Live  or  die,  make  your  choice.

At  least  we'll  have  the  cover  of  darkness.

What's  the  last  thing  you  remember?

That  feeling  running  through  your  body  is  fear:  the  fear  of  not  knowing  if  you  have  what  it  takes  to  survive.

This  is  not  retribution.  It's  a  reawakening.

Those  who  don't  appreciate  life  do  not  deserve  life.

So  are  you  going  to  watch  yourself  die  here  today,  or  do  something  about  it?

You're  probably  wondering  where  you  are.  I'll  tell  you  where  you  might  be.  You  might  be  in  the  room  that  you  die  in.

I  know  it's  hard  to  concentrate  when  you're  surrounded  by  so  many  things  you  could  kill  me  with. 

He  kidnapped  me  in  the  middle  of  the  night!

Suffering?  You  haven't  seen  anything  yet.

Fix  me  motherfucker!  I'm  standing  right  here!

We're  not  just  going  to  sit  here  and  do  nothing.  We  need  to  make  a  decision!  Don't  you  understand?

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🌂 hehe

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continued from here | @reevezs

THE FACT THAT ZACH DOESN'T IMMEDIATELY PULL AWAY SURPRISES HER. cricket's not dumb, she knows he's probably not into her. they're just FRIENDS. but she still likes to FLIRT, regardless. for shits and giggles. and if he can't handle that major aspect of her personality, well, maybe the whole friendship thing won't work. she flips his hand over in hers and traces a finger down the pink, raised skin. gives a little whistle. "NICE. gotcha pretty good, huh? need me t' kiss it better?" she teases.

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@gutsonfilm asked :: “you love me? are you sure?”

"I mean I think so..." He muttered while cutting the sandwich in half so they could both share. "Pretty sure it's love. I don't know what else to call it." He smirked and pointed the knife in her direction. "Just don't get needy on me."

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#FACEPEELED: a writing blog for CRICKET FARROW aka CALISTA SPALDING (an ORIGINAL HORROR CHARACTER.)

independent, private, mutuals only, and highly selective. fandomless with original lore. low activity.

WARNING: contains triggering themes and extreme horror. READ PAGES BEFORE INTERACTION. due to the nature of this blog, no persons under 18 may follow.

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━━━━ ❛ 𝖒𝖆𝖞 (2002) sentence prompts

* some lines have been edited & combined for easy rp use !

are you a pirate?

i’ve always said, if you can’t find a friend - make one.

she was my best friend. and now she’ll be yours.

i saw someone today. a boy.

you know how when you meet someone...and you think you like them, but then the more you talk to them you see parts you don't like?

you've been my friend my whole life.

you look awfully excited.

do you think of me like i dream of you?

you know, we'll hang out and...eat some melons or something.

disgust me, please.

thank you for the sandwich...and the cigarette.

you don't think i'm weird?

does this stuff freak you out?

nothing freaks me out.

jeez, you're a nasty little thing, aren't you?

you haven't really been standing out here for two hours, have you?

i dig your place. it's really...neat.

you're a prick, you know that?

i wanted to know how my little puss-puss was.

i wanted to kiss you since i first saw you.

you're jealous!

you know you're my main mama.

come on, it's been a really rough couple of days.

how did you know it was me?

you've missed two days in a row. are you all right?

i'm sorry things didn't work out between us.

she doesn't seem happy.

can i ask what you're doing?

kind of an apology present for the other night and my behavior.

my grandma said it's imperfections that make you special.

i was going to call you tonight, but...i've been so busy.

it's funny because i always thought

it was the doctor's writing that was supposed to be incomprehensible. maybe it's different with animal doctors.

you understand it's not serious, right? it's just a piece of ass.

i trust you. i know you would never hurt me.

i've been drinking vodka all night and i have to piss like a racehorse!

give us a little spin, doll.

you are so fucking weird.

do you want to come in for a drink or something?

i didn't come here to see you.

touch me. touch my face.

i'm pretty drunk and i'm feeling queasy and i just wish you would leave.

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@gutsonfilm || small starter call.

"i had to fire an intern today...he decided the best way to release the buildup of gases inside a body was by stabbing it with a ball point pen. it exploded. i've taken three showers and it still feel like i has decomposing tissue in my hair."

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//closed starter for @gutsonfilm

It was clear Cricket Farrow Calista Spalding didn't appreciate Eve's presence; even if she remained hidden, invisible, like her guardian angel, it still bothered the young actress. At some point, Eve was certain that the protectee would unintentionally jeopardize every effort made to keep her safe, whether knowingly or not.

It was unusual for someone to ignore strange threat notes like the ones Calista has been getting for weeks, yet she seemed unimpressed. If the possibility of having a stalker wasn't creepy enough to turn her routine upside down, Eve didn't know what could possibly scare her.

It wasn't clear if that was the bravest or the dumbest attitude she had ever seen.

Like a shadow, Eve followed the other woman, watched her and, even more importantly, everyone around her to make sure she was safe at all the events she attended.

"Calista, I'm not here because I like being some pain in your ass," she reminded her, when they 'accidentally' ran into each other in a safe and secluded area. "I saw you pick up a note from your seat at the table. What was it?"

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@gutsonfilm : i’ve always said, if you can’t find a friend - make one. (from cricket)

❝ that's good advice. ❞she nodded in agreement,thinking of the possibilities of making a friend. she wondered what she'd use or if she'd just use a body from her father's morgue and somehow bring it to life but she knows that does more harm than good. she watches too much tv.

❝ but through the tv shows i've seen,they always come out wrong. like,not all there. it wouldn't hurt to try though. ❞she smiled at cricket,probably sounding like a nut job but she had an imagination that went on for miles. endless possibilities- she could do anything she wanted to technically,but always decided against it due to the consequences.

❝ i got a shit loud of books about ritual shit to bring things to life. and haunted dolls i bought off ebay. ❞

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edith farrow was cricket's mother. she got out while the getting was good, meaning of course, she died before having to meet cricket. she hemorrhaged in childbirth and stuck hank with a newborn that grew into the spitting image of his dead wife. in life, edith had been a homemaker and a punching bag. she attended every church event she possibly could: sermons, bible studies, bake sales, canned food drives, any and every excuse to get out of the house and away from her husband. an enigma of a woman, cricket doesn't know hardly anything about her mother. only that she resents her.