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" You don't know what a Denny's is?? Or a Waffle House?? " Veronica is genuinely surprised. Denny's they could see, but Waffle House? Nearly everyone they know at least has seen a funny picture or two of Waffle House. They would argue it's about as American as America can get. They finish putting the bandages on her shoulder, laughing.
" Ah. So like. The local Walmart with the one light that's always burnt out. " She can agree with that choice. " Another idea: IKEA. Massive furniture store. "
"...'M gonna be honest, I have no idea what any of those places are." Though the wounds would heal themselves fast enough, Ava can't deny there is a sense of comfort in someone else caring about her enough to try and bandage her up all the same. The adhesive on those bandaids were in for the fight of their life, though. "I was thinkin' more grungy back-alley parking lot, y'know, like the ones that are meant for like... Two cars? Or the big super-stores. Those are also funny."
#( v: main. )#sinshosted#// jdnsksjd veronicas still like >:c bandaid fuck u Jehejjddj#// also this conversation is so funny. tierlist of best parking lots to fight in
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So I realized I let things get. A little too out of hand so I am,,, culling some stuff . The inbox is mostly left alone but my threads i let get way too out of hand for myself IHEJSN
#( ooc. )#// not EVERYTHING dont worry just. stuff Veronica's being difficult over.#// i also have some unanswered asks i need to get to whoops#// i kinda just let stuff pile up#// also sorry if youve been trying to talk to me and ive been spotty / taking a while. adult life hard
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I CAN SEE

#( ooc. )#// context: i just got new glasses for the first time in ten years#// um..what the fuck#// high definition 4k upgrade ig#// maybe this will help me like actually sit and do stuff longer but holy shit#// also my face is under here please ignore my hair it does what it wants 😭
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It might just be because I had a really good Pathfinder session last night but once again the urge to throw my spider lady on Tumblr is incredibly high
#( ooc. )#// BONKS MYSELF#// get your main blog back in order first dummy#// but anyways Recluse hit like three criticals last night. two of which were direct headshots and killed two enemies instantly#// and then all three of her final shots on the big boss hit#// i want to just do things with her so bad shes my little fucked up lady.#// she also has so much lore tho. fuck
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Veronica tries to stave off the mounting noise in their head. Ava's okay. She's fine. They're safe. ( Don't get complacent. ) They shake their head, as if the motion will physically help them get their normally calm demeanor back. They swear she can still hear that thing snarling outside, sniffing where it doesn't belong. She hopes it doesn't stalk. That it's stupid, that it won't remember or get distracted in a few minutes and it'll just fuck off.
Their eyes shut, brow knits together, and their hands squeeze Ava's a little too tight. They have to fight the urge to protest. Veronica's the adult here ( barely, mind ) and they shouldn't make Ava have to deal with their injuries. But Ava offered, and she trusts her more than many other people.
" My leg, mainly. Some of that-- whatever that awful smelling goopy shit was got on it. I think it swiped at my back too, but I can't tell if it's blood or just sweat. I'm used to running from weird dudes and psychopaths, not exactly from goopy monsters, " she tries to be lighthearted about it; joke around and laugh it off like she always does at her own misfortune. The wound on her leg is burning.
Veronica lets go of Ava's hands, taking deep breaths. She sinks to the floor of the abandoned building, actually trying to assess the damage to her leg as she turns it slightly to look at the back of it. It's not pretty, the black tar having left a harsh burn and eaten away. It's reminiscent of a large bite mark, like something just took a chunk out of the flesh. Blood is dripping down Veronica's leg.
" I-- I've never seen anything remotely like that, " their eyes glance towards the door. They can't tell if the growling is the beast or just their head messing with them. " Kinda makes the aforementioned weirdos look like chumps. "
Running was the last thing that Ava had wanted to do, but in the moment it had made sense for her at least to do as Veronica asked of her. It gave her a little more time to actually prepare, put some space between her and whatever the fuck that thing was, get herself put together. She'd seen worse, it didn't come close to what she had seen on HQ, though it wasn't pretty to look at still.
Pulling the axe out seemed like a bad plan, adrenaline would just push her over the edge and Ava would lose control of her strength again. She couldn't make the damn thing any smaller either, so finding somewhere to lay low and prep the dragonflies felt like the best option.
Her dragonflies had been sent out as soon as she found a decent spot, a building that had a door she could get through and still shut, and it was them that alerted her to Veronica coming closer. As soon as she has them inside again, hoping that she didn't accidentally cause more damage with how bodily she had pulled them indoors, Ava wants to start addressing the very obvious wounds that Veronica has suffered.
Only they start trying to check her first. Ava grabs both of Veronica's hands, voice steady and quiet as she says, "I'm fine." If anything had got her, it's healed up now. "Let me take care of you. You're lookin' a little rough. What's hurting the most?"
Ava hopes there's no broken bones, that was the one thing she couldn't do much for. Skin knitting itself back together? Encouraging the immune system to fight an infection? That was something she could do, speeding up the natural processes of decay for things, but not bones. Damn things were nigh impossible for her to do anything with.
They could both figure out what the fuck that ugly motherfucker was when they had their wits about them. "...We should be safe here for now, Basil will make sure of it." Incidentally, bones were the one thing that all of the dragonflies loved, and she knew that if that monstrosity made the mistake of allowing the insects to get near it, then it was going to become a chew toy.
#sinshosted#( v: main. )#// this is so late im so sorry 😭#/ gore#??? kinda??? her legs fucked up so jic
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reply speed ≠ my interest in our thread / plot / or you, in general.
#( ooc. )#// i know its in my rules as well but please dont feel intimidated by my response times either LOL#// i can be very fast and pump fifty things out or i can do a post every three days i promise it has nothing to do with any of you#// my meter is a metronome and it flips at lightspeed
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Couple of Updates:
1. my back's okay! mostly. It still hurts to bend over and stand up for extended periods but it's much more manageable right now than it was last week
2. Nobody asked for this but I want to make a storm chaser verse so badly ( I rewatched both twister and twisters ). Would anyone be interested in letting me yap about it I promise I'm completely normal about weather patterns--
#( ooc. )#// sorry ive not been active#// hopefully im feeling better soon just. getting hit with a bunch of health stuff back to back#// this is meant to be lighthearted HAH
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Send POKEBALL (+ CHARACTER NAME) for me to put a pokemon team together for my character.
Mun can also specify if they would be a gym leader, a regular trainer, a contest kind of person, and so on and so forth.
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Hey I may be mobile bound for a while! This won't change a whole lot mostly just me not really using icons
#( ooc. )#// i can still get on desktop to trim posts and stuff just uh#// i think i pulled something in my back really bad#// and i cant. sit upright in a chair for very long without it screaming at me#// im having a really hard time at work today bc of it
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@musesofthesun asked: "it was the cringiest thing i've seen. i'm still not over it." from idia <3
" I leave for one week to go on vacation and when I come back the entire guild is in shambles over this absolute edgelord ? " It seems Idia's lingo has rubbed off on Veronica, for better or worse. They're scrolling through the texts on their phone, idly, half reading them and half just trying to piece together what even happened.
" Cringe is an understatement for this mess. " They groan, knowing they're gonna be one of the ones that's going to have to fix it. Damage control. " This is straight out of some stupid teenage break up movie. Next arc they're totally gonna get stuck in the game and have to work together or something and she's gonna " fall back in love with him " or whatever gross lesson they can churn out. He's not even worth it ! "
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𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐌𝐞: 𝐀 𝐌𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐞
Get to know the person behind the blog through a series of varied questions!
1. Do you have any comfort movies or shows? If so, what are they?
2. What is a fragrance or texture that calms or brings you comfort?
3. What is a song that never fails to pump you up, inspire, energize, or make you happy?
4. Do you have a favorite flower? Is there a reason it is your favorite?
5. If you could sum yourself up in 4 characters, who would they be?
6. Do you believe in fate?
7. What is a sound that makes you happy?
8. Is there a texture you can't stand or dislike?
9. What is the first thing you think of or see in your mind at the sound of thunder and heavy rain?
10. Lots of pillows, or just one?
11. If you could recommend one game or one book, what would it be?
12. Are you a dreamer, a realist, or somewhere in between?
13. What have you learned about yourself this year?
14. What is / are your love language(s)? (note; this can apply to friendships as well)
15. Are you superstitious?
16. When you close your eyes, what color is the sky?
17. What is your favorite beverage?
18. Go out or stay in?
19. What are you most afraid of?
20. Do you have any talents or special hobbies / interests?
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"we dont have a bard!" "what do you meAN IM THE BARD" "OH WAIT THAT'S RIGHT ESME'S A BARD" "she DOESN'T PLAY LIKE ONE!!"
#( ooc. )#// this is referring to my bard who has both fireball and psychic lance#// captain esmeralda cortez the horrifying woman you are
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" Well, this is a first. No, I don't want $500 from a complete stranger. As tempting as it is. "
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" Oh, god, I don't know about that far, " they laugh a bit, even if it wasn't a good joke. " Too many people coming in will end up fraying my nerves again and then I'll be right back at square one. "
Veronica finds the work natural and maybe even a little more enjoyable than the normal librarian things they would have been doing. It's good for them, too; keeps their creativity high and their mind from getting too off in its own space.
" Uh, musical notes, eight balls, and... " They take out their journal they keep their orders in, scanning the page for Candy. " Last week was topaz so this week is... amethyst. Plus the more obvious things like electrical components and all that. I think she's been testing the different gemstones to see if the music changes when it goes through the speakers. They're not very big right now; just prototypes. "
“Ugh,” he says, slumping down lower on the bench. But his heart is not really in wishing other people don’t move here. The people he has met so far have been lovely almost to a sickening degree, leaving him with very little to properly angst about. It’s a nice little town that gets more livable by the day, which is probably good for his soul but awful for his poetry.
“You’re really working to see that happen, huh? Before long, this place’ll go from being MyTown to MyMetropolis.” He pauses for a moment before adding, “…that was bad, sorry.”
Candy is Fun, that goes without saying—that’s kind of her whole thing. “Speakers… I thought she had enough of those,” he says, trying to temper his curiosity, twisting a ring around hsi finger. “What are you making them out of?”
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the urge to once again bring my supervillain OC has been ticking in the back of my mind
#( ooc. )#// she used to be on my multi but sjehsjj#// i just dk if id want her there or separately i don't think i could handle more than two blogs at a gime#// and unfortunately my kafka muse is just out the window at#// current moment
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Veronica wishes this wasn't becoming a more common occurrence. They had managed to avoid it so far, barely; they think their disposition lends itself thankfully to having more... Amicable approaches. This one didn't even seem to think. This one just acted, and acted fast, and she'd barely had time.
"I-- We-- yeah, help would be-- be appreciated," her voice is shaky. There is a difference between being an accomplice and actually killing, and though their mind has never been able to tell that line before, it certainly can now, and they don't think that's a good thing. They're not sure if they're in full control. " Think it... It may have been The Slaughter? The Hunt doesn't usually... kill, right? "
Unless it'd been stalking her , but they don't want to think about that.
Veronica glances down at themself and is grateful that , outside of the blood splattered on them from the initial stab would, they're mostly uninjured. Their head swims. "N-- no. Well, not much. F-- fucker slammed me into the wall before we actually-- head hurts. "
@freezerbrain said: 🔪 + reverse , for jon? send me 🔪 + reverse for my muse to find your muse standing over a body with a bloody knife
As Jon turns the corner, the sight that greets him is one that is not an unfamiliar one. He wishes he could be surprised, that this isn't just another day for him at this point, but then he would be lying to himself and everyone else. Instead, Jon glances between Veronica, the knife, and the body in turn, a small sigh escaping him.
"Would you like some assistance getting rid of them? Which of them was it this time?" He had no reason to believe that this would have been caused by anything else but another avatar trying to have a go at a member of the Institute's staff, as they had been doing more and more recently.
"They didn't harm you either, did they?"
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"how'd you spend your morning"
being lovingly strangled by a 20 pound orange child , thank you
#( ooc. )#// my cat is once again shoving his leg right into my throat#// his tail is also consistently hitting my face
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