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valhallicâ:
   â oh, this guy? heâs not a dog, heâs a small bear. â
          â Can I talk to him? â
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keptpeaceâ:
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    he stands as if a snake ready to strike, but yet to anyone who doesnât know him itâs a peaceful stance of someone devoted to the cause. Paulâs eyes shine with an excited brightness and a soft smile accompanies the expression. His family shall be proud of him and his endeavors. For ensuring those who havenât seen the light to indeed do so under his care.  âEverything will fall into place, youâll see. We must have faith in the plan⊠faith in each otherâŠ. but most of all faith in THE FATHER.âÂ
         Sevastiyan was hiding in a snakeâs den, and now he seemed to be faced with one of the four Cobras. He does his best not to shrink in his presence, listening intently not only to the words he speaks but the noise in his brain. Gods, he talked like a fool. The teen was no stranger to religious zealotry ( in fact, that was mostly what people targeted him with -- demon child, born as a curse upon the small, religious settlement ) but what was happening at Hope County? That was a whole new level of fucked up.Â
         â Theyâve brainwashed you, â he speaks, words abrupt and cold. Heâs never been one wise enough to watch his tongue. He was but a kid, mind so full that he must speak the thoughts that boil over. â You want the love from your family so badly that you give up your morals. â He talks like heâs analyzing a character from a book rather than talking to a real human being, a quirk which he really needs to work on. Eyes narrowing behind shades, he bites his bottom lip. If he were wise, heâd run, but weeks spent studying this cult left him curious, and his curiosity had always been his downfall. â Is it really worth it? Your soul for your family? â
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       open.
          â If I get a fake ID with the name Shark Frenzy do you think that people will still treat it like itâs real? How absurd of a name do you get to have before people stop thinking your ID is real? âÂ
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awkward baby boy
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godholeâ:
       â   i keep lookinâ for the man of my dreams  â   â
       â   itâs kinda hard âcuz iâm an insomniac.  â
          â Wow, real poetic William Woodsworth. â
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should i draw... sevastiyan
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colormestupidâ:
âI know itâs fake, kid,â Alec responded easily. He knew the gameâhe was one of the ones that played it, back in the day. Yâknow⊠before juvie. âIf yâainât buyinâ booze, yâdonât really need it anyway.â Eyes shifted to the nightâs showâa small time comedianâas the crowd laughed as if on cue. Gaze then fell onto the bar counter where the teenager had put the money. Great, the thought to himself. Crumpled bills and a shitton of quarters. Oh well. Kid clearly ainât Mr. Moneybags. Couldâve at least uncrumpled the bills, thoughâŠÂ âWeâre more of a⊠a small venue, so yeah we got some foods.â He slipped out a menu and handed it over. âTell me what yâwant and Iâll send it back to the kitchen.â There was a long pause before releasing the laminated paper, then a sigh. âLook, kid. Tell yâwhat. Seems like yâdonât really got much goinâ for ya⊠So long as yâdonât go ham on the menu, Iâll pick up the rest of what yâcanât pay for.â
          â If it was fake, which itâs not, why would I pick such a silly name? If I had a fake ID or identity, I would be Shark Frenzy. Now thatâs a cool name worth the price of a fake ID. â He feels a twinge of guilt as he hears the otherâs thoughts about the bills. Sheepishly, he begins uncrumpling them, attempting to straighten out the mess of money. Heâs distracted by the menu being slid towards him. Purple eyes gaze over the options, looking for anything vegetarian. He wasnât picky. Once the money is uncrumpled, he takes the menu in his scratched up, dirty hands. Heâll wash up in the bathroom later. â ...Thanks. â His voice is soft. He doesnât turn his back on pity -- typically, he uses it to his advantage. Those who arenât immediately turned off by him typically feel bad for him. â Iâll have the ceaser salad. â
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oldhectorâ:
How ODD. While Hector should have known better than to look directly over to the men that the boy mentioned, he did so anyway. Rookie mistake, but it confirmed that they really were staring at them. He reaches up to scratch his bristly chin. Heâs not adverse to a little drama, but Hector likes to avoid custody if at all possible. Honestly, he suspects that the men in black are after him instead of this kid. âFunny joke, kid. Say I play along, what arenât you accused of? Think I oughtta know before I decide to help you.â
          â Youâre not supposed to look at them, â he muttered, staring down the other behind shades that sat crooked on his nose. His eyes narrow, left twitching as he tried to single out the thoughts of those watching them amidst all the noise. What was he accused of. Hah! What wasnât he accused of? He wouldnât be surprised if they marked him down as wanted for some atrocious crime just to weasel out of claiming that they were hunting a seventeen year old for being abnormal. â They want something that I have, something that is a part of me. They chased me out of my home. Itâs not something I can help. I didnât kill anyone, though. I didnât do anything wrong. Iâm just -- me. Iâm special. â
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SENTENCE MEME â¶ SHUFFLED MUSIC LYRICS / PART TWO always feel free to tweak the sentence to fit your muse.
âPast and present doesnât matter.â
âWhat you say is way too complicated.â
âIâll be anything you ask and more.â
âItâs not a miracle we needed.â
âI think itâs overrated.â
âThe question is, why doesnât he grow up?â
âWhy does he still behave as a child?â
âIâve got nostalgia running through me.â
âIt seems I drunk too much.â
âWe all are living in a dream.â
âLife ainât what it seems.â
âAll the sorrows that Iâve seen lead me to believe that everything is a mess.â
âThe scars that mark my body are silver and gold.â
âMy blood is a flood of rubies.â
âThe fireâs found a home in me.â
âThis is the start of how it all ends.â
âThey used to shout my name, now they whisper.â
âPeople talk to me and all their faces blur.â
âIâm locking up everyone who ever laid a finger on me.â
âI hear your voice as it echoes around my head.â
âGet out while you still can.â
âIâve been here too long.â
âI knew I didnât see what you thought you saw in me.â
âWelcome to the inner workings of my mind.â
âI become afraid of the darkness in my heart.â
âIs this just an illusion?â
âDonât you hold back.â
âYou donât own me.â
âI can always have what I want.â
âIâm not just one your many toys.â
âDonât tell me what to do.â
âWhen I go out with you, donât put me on display.â
âDonât try to change me in any way.â
âDonât tie me down, because Iâd never stay.â
âJust let me be myself.â
âIâm young and I love to be young.â
âItâs never been this way before.â
âIâm shut down by anxiety.â
âIâm moving on like lightening bolt.â
âI struggle to find any truth in your lies.â
âMy weakness, I feel, I must finally show.â
âIn these bodies we will live, and these bodies we will die.â
âWhere you invest you love, you invest your life.â
âWhen I see you, I really see you upside down.â
âThis is fact not fiction.â
âAll the girls in girly magazines canât make me feel any less alone.â
âI should have given you a reason to stay.â
âThis hurts like hell.â
âI had that dream again where I was lost for good in outer space.â
âHow do I shake a waking nightmare that is only worse when Iâm sleeping?â
âI love this feeling, but I hate this part.â
âI wanted this to work so much.â
âThe tarot cards say itâs not so bad.â
âYouâre the best.â
âI could go on and on and on and I will.â
âI never dreamed of this.â
âThis love is good, this love is bad.â
âYou showed up just in time.â
âThis love left a permanent mark.â
âI watched you leave.â
âIâve got the gift of one-liners.â
âYouâre as shallow as a shower.â
âYou and I walk a fragile line.â
âItâs getting dark and itâs all too quiet.â
âI canât trust anything now.â
âI wonât lose you again.â
âDonât leave me like this.â
âI thought I had you figured out.â
âSomethingâs gone terribly wrong.â
âYouâre all I wanted.â
âI still mean every word I said to you.â
âHe would try to take away my pain, and he just might make me smile, but the whole time I was wished he was you instead.â
âIâve been wondering when youâre gonna see Iâm not for sale.â
âIâm not part of your machine.â
âIâm not scared of what youâre gonna tell me.â
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     @souldetaches // one-liner call.Â
         â The answer is yes. â Sevastiyan pauses, brow furrowing ever so slightly as he realized the other didnât ask the question out loud, but rather thought it. Why was it so hard to tell the difference sometimes? â I mean usually answers to questions are yes. â
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kozlovistâ:
he sits at his desk, cup of coffee in his left hand and a folder which weight probably is bigger than his own in the other. sighing heavily, he gently drops the cup on the surface and uses a finger to slide it towards the boy before him.
âalright kid, letâs begin with why the fuck are you blasting stuff.â he says in a rather sarcastic tone. âand also why your name is NOT registered.â
@mindreadtm | starter call
         Sevastiyan hated situations like this. Situations when he couldnât run fast enough. Luckily, his fake IDs and his aliases usually kept his real identity hidden. Though, to be fair, he had a very recognizable face. The albino looks apprehensively at the coffee placed before him. Never liked the stuff. Pretty shit peace offering.Â
          â Iâve already told you that I didnât blast anything. All of a sudden things just started flying and I ran away as fast as I could. I was scared. â Heâs lying, though his tone remains stoic. â I donât know why itâs not registered. Roger Johnson -- check it again. I showed you my ID and everything. â
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          â Keep your head down. Theyâre watching. â The boy speaks quietly, gaze shifting to the men in black who stood in the corner, watching the two of them speak. Shortly after, he returns his gaze to the other. â Theyâre after me, but the man on the right plans to follow you if you get up and leave. â His lip twitches as he listens to their thoughts, trying to focus on the leader. â They wonât hurt you, but they will take you into custody. Say they saw you conversing with a wanted criminal. Iâm not â Iâm not a criminal. â The last part was a mere hiss and it was unclear as to who it was directed to. â What do you want to do? We can escape together, but theyâll think youâre aiding me. â
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          One-liner starter !! like this post for a one-liner ( probably dialogue ) starter.Â
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no albinism sevastiyan looks like the little lad from the starburst commercials
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touch meme . send one to do to my muse .
001.  grab their hand .
002.  kiss their cheek .
003.  give massage .
004.  kiss hand .
005. Â high five .
006.  cuddle .
007. Â cry on .Â
008. Â shoulder hug .
009. Â bear hug .
010. Â kiss them .
011.  pinkie promise .
012.  piggy back ride .Â
013. Â give them food .Â
014.  from behind hug .Â
015. Â fist bump .
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fashion is his passion
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he smirk....
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