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moving bobbi back to @ursweater

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moving bobbi back to @ursweater

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i'm sorry for not being on i had a wedding a few weeks ago and energy has been fluxating but i miss everyone and bobbi so who knows might be back soon <3

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It's utterly magnetic when a character's rage is quiet and precise. When they don't scream and throw things but they just b r e a t h e and very very calmly aim their fury like an arrow shooting inexorably towards the target of their wrath. It captures my attention, I lean in close, I wait for the hit. It never disappoints.

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bobbi is canonly like 5'9 and thats kinda important to me <3

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when i’m out of work i’ll be writing for real on here

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can always trust inez to make this blog look fucking hot

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reblog this & say something nice abt the roleplayer you reblog it from!

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d. wιncнeѕтer : where you been keeping that gorgeous face of yours?

“ flattery won't get you as far as you think it will , ” her words , despite the coolness in her tone , the focus off of ( @narrativessel ) , are betrayed by the hint of a grin on her face when she hears him . she turns her head over her shoulder to look at him , taking a moment to assess him before she turns to face him fully , pushing blonde hair over her shoulder . “ but i should be saying the same thing to you . haven't run into you in a few months now . you doing okay ? ”

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т. ѕтarĸ : i want to speak to the coroner.

“ think you might be out of luck then , ” she muses , pushing her sunglasses ontop of blonde locks , arms folding over her chest after a beat as she meets ( @overclocks ) gaze with her own , brows raising a bit toward him . “ not sure he's gonna be rushing to this damage anyway . what was going to be your plan if he did , though ? ” she asks , her head cocking to the side at the question , rocking back on her heels boots to rest her back against the wall , stance maybe too casual for the conversation between them .

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i'm back from my book club meetng and ready to take on the world

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JESSICA DREW, AKA THE SPIDER-WOMAN, WRITTEN BY MAGGIE. PERSONALS AND MINORS DNI.

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she showed up one day calling herself THE MOCKINGBIRD

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SUNSET BOULEVARD PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the 1950 film, adjust as necessary

wait a minute, haven't i seen you before?

where you been keeping that gorgeous face of yours?

you're a writer, you said.

i said you could have my couch.

i haven't done anything.

no one ever leaves a star. that's what makes one a star.

i know your face.

you used to be big.

i am big. it's the pictures that got small.

i promise you i'll never desert you again.

you see... this is my life. it always will be. nothing else.

i'm ready for my close-up.

don't you sometimes hate yourself?

audiences don't know somebody sits down and writes a picture. they think the actors make it up as they go along.

funny how gentle people get with you once you're dead.

i didn't know you were planning a comeback.

i hate that word.

i'm sorry, [name], but i just didn't think it was any good.

i found it flat and trite.

oh, the old familiar story. you help a timid little soul cross a crowded street, she turns out to be a multimillionaire and leaves you all her money.

that's the trouble with you readers. you know all the plots.

we don't need two cars.

i'm not an executive, just a writer.

i'd always heard you had some talent.

that was last year. this year i'm trying to earn a living.

you heard him. i'm a star.

that wasn't good enough for them.

the stars are ageless, aren't they?

i want to speak to the coroner.

this is more important.

don't bother with a rewrite.

i've been hoping to run into you.

this whole place seemed to have been stricken with a kind of creeping paralysis... out of beat with the rest of the world, crumbling apart in slow motion.

i understand she was a terror to work with.

who've we got now? some nobodies!

where have you been keeping yourself?

i've got the most wonderful news for you.

sometimes it's interesting to see just how bad bad writing can be.

this is the day!

that's a lie! they still want me!

don't be silly.

i was going to give it to you at midnight.

what's the matter with you?

what right do you have to take me for granted?

do you want me to tell you?

has it ever occurred to you that i may have a life of my own?

i'm all wrong for you.

what you're trying to say is that you don't want me to love you. say it.

i had ten years of dramatic lessons, diction, dancing.

haven't they got any eyes?

i'll show them!

do you mind if i say a few words?

you don't know how much i've missed all of you.

you there! why are you so late?

why have you kept me waiting so long?

great stars have great pride!

may i say that you smell really special?

how old are you anyway?

if you need any help with the coffin, call me.

how long is a movie script these days?

there just aren't any faces like that anymore.

i just had to get out of there.

i had to hear somebody laugh again.

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gonna try and be on today kinda wanna work on a new promo so

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should i make a wire for bobbi

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Elena Michaels + her bats