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The gun dropped to his side immediately. It was. 

“You’re fuckin’ kidding me..” 

“Clint.. Everett? Motherfuck...” His sentence tapering off; Nate running a hand over his mouth and looking back over to Jim.  

“Gun down. Please, gun down.That’s my fucking little brother.” Now, his mind was running any and all plans he could, as he had a fucking family member to look out for now too. 

Coincidental Finding

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‘Something's Wrong’ Sentence Starters

Something’s Wrong With My Muse

“Oh, God, you’re bleeding. You’re bleeding a lot.”

“Stop squirming, I’m trying to help.”

“Hang on, I got you.”

“Just lean on me, I’ll help you walk.”

“We should get that looked at.”

“Don’t tilt your head back, you’ll make your nosebleed worse!”

“Just sit up and breathe, ok?”

“Eh, you’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”

“Whatever you do, don’t go to sleep. Stay awake.”

“Oooooo. That looks painful.”

“Oh, thank God! Don’t scare me like that!”

“How the hell did you do this to yourself?”

“Hey, hey, stay with me, ok?”

“You stopped breathing.”

“Oh look, it’s alive.”

“Take deep breaths, you’ll be fine.”

“Arms shouldn’t move like that…”

“What happened to your leg?!”

“Yep, that’s broken alright. How’d you manage that?”

“Here’s some ice for that.”

“You’re welcome, by the way.”

“Yeesh, you look like shit.”

“Wait, you were mugged?!”

“Is that a stab/gunshot wound?”

“Ok, ew. I’m not cleaning that up.”

“Easy, easy! Just lay down, you hit your head.”

“You probably have a concussion, so I wouldn’t be moving around too much if I were you.”

“I thought you were dead!”

“On a scale of 1 to 10, how much does it hurt?”

“Can you walk on your own?”

“You’re getting blood on my clothes!”

“How many fingers am I holding up?”

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“Is that three fingers you’re holding up?”

“I’m so sorry for getting blood on your clothes!”

“I’m not sure I can walk on my own.”

“On a scale of 1 to 10, my pain’s at least an 8.”

“You thought I was dead?”

“Do you think I have a concussion?”

“I hit my head; now I don’t feel so good.”

“I’m so sorry. Do you mind cleaning up?”

“I think I’ve been stabbed/shot.”

“I just got mugged!”

“Do I look as bad as I feel?”

“Could I maybe get an ice pack for this?”

“Thank you, by the way.”

“I think my leg is broken.”

“I can’t feel my arm.”

“I’m going to need more than deep breathing to calm me down.”

“I’m not dead yet!”

“Oh, God, I’m bleeding. I’m bleeding a lot.”

“Are you really trying to help?”

“Please help me.”

“Can I lean on you? I don’t think I can walk.”

“I think I need to get this looked at.”

“I can’t get my nose to stop bleeding!”

“I can’t seem to catch my breath.”

“I’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”

“Please help me stay awake.”

“This hurts just as much as it looks like it does.”

“Sorry - did I scare you?”

“I don’t know how I managed to do this to myself.”

“I don’t know if I can stay awake.”

“I stopped breathing?”

Note: Revamp of an older sentence starter post found here.

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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

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If I’m going down,                              you can damn well bet I’m taking you with me. 

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Nervous Starters

"I can't do it"

"I think I'm gonna be sick"

"I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous"

"Excuse me, hi- I- Sorry, I just- sorry"

*incoherent stuttering*

"I've never done this before"

"I've got butterflies in my stomach"

"I froze up"

"I'm just working up the nerve"

"You're a little intimidating"

"I'm worried about _____ "

"My heart feels like it's going to beat out my chest"

"I'm not nervous"

"You ramble when you're nervous"

"Just go over there and talk to them"

"Go on, you can do it"

"Are you nervous?"

"A few nerves are a good thing"

"Do I make you nervous?"

"Relax, no one's looking"

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Are you a good chef, or do you burn toast?

“I’m fairly good, I think?” After a moment of thought, he shrugged.

 “I mean, no one’s gotten food poisoning yet, and I haven’t burnt anything down yet, so I guess I’m ok.”

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Are you a golf kind of guy? (can your back handle it? :P)

He chuckles, shaking his head. “I know the sport, yeah. But.. Nah, not really.”After a second of thought, he continues. “Well, let’s put it this way; If I’m invited to a game with some friends I won’t complain, but it’s not my go to activity..”

“...Plus it’d kill my back later.” He said the last part under his breath.

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“What?... It’s not my-” 

It took him a second. 

“-You little shit.”  He tried acting angry, but you could hear the laugh in his voice as he shook his head.

“I’d like to take this time to wish my brother a happy birthday. Love you man”

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Masterminding my manners... that's BRILLIANT.

//Haha, Thank you!//

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Not much of a payday blog but this was too good

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Dallas worked as quick as he possibly could safely; throwing the tweezers and bullet down after making mental note of what sort and caliber it was for later knowledge.

As he was adding pressure and dressing the wound, he glanced back around to take note of his surroundings; running his mouth slightly to calm himself and keep focus. “I know, I know.. I got’cha....” 

“I’m buying whatever drink you want after this, man.”

In a way, Dallas felt it was his responsibility to watch over the other heisters; ergo it was his fault and slip up Bodhi got shot.

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                     DON’T TAKE MY KINDNESS FOR WEAKNESS                                               DON’T TAKE MY SILENCE FOR IGNORANCE

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☀ - pin my muse with their arms behind their back

It was a simple tactic; escape van goes off one way, they walk off another in civ clothes and meet up back at the safehouse. 

Well, it was simple.

Dallas was suddenly grabbed as he was ducking in an alleyway and pinned to the wall; his arms wrenched behind his back. 

“Wha-” he controlled his yelling, just in case it was something someone didn’t need to call attention to. 

“Alright.. what’s this about?”