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still sorting out some things but finally moved to @portalstan !! Sideblog to an rp hub ( @celestialportal ) , going to be moving some threads / asks ( though likely not all of them ) and likely posting a more official announcment / promo later this week :]

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     It shouldn't irritate him as much as it does — or should it ?  Was it normal for your blood to boil because of your twin's presence ?  Was that how Stanford always felt about him growing up ? The thought made him a little more nauseous than he already was. He guess it didn't really matter, in the end. This wasn't his brother. This wasn't his Stanford. But it really didn't matter, did it ?  Everytime. Every-single-fucking-time. It never got any fucking easier to look at that face out here.

     ( he didn't want to talk about, think about, the first time he got the first-hand lesson of multiverse. First time he'd ever drank all that cosmic sand he'd been smuggling around and sure as shit hadn't been the last. )

     Say something, god dammit. Say something. Sixer's face out of the corner of his eyes was making his damn skin crawl. Stanley knew he'd changed since he fell in — even if he couldn't really remember the specifics. He was pretty damn sure he had his other arm from before, at the least. He should say something, he hated awkward silence almost as much as he hated cops. But it was as though something had caught in his throat. Burning him. Except that wasn't quite right either because he'd been burned alive before and knew how it felt. This was always worse.

    Fuck it. Roll the die. Take a gamble. Lie, lie, lie until you aren't lying anymore, probably the only smart thing that'd ever come out of that bastard's eye.

" C'mon, wise guy. You're not telling me you can't recognize your handsomer double, are you ? "   with practiced breath, Stanley hid his tension and slapped on a grin, finally turning to take a better look at the other man, ignoring the pang stabbing at his chest as he chuckled,   " Ever heard of manners before, Sixer ?  It ain't polite to ask a guy these kinds of questions, yeesh !  Not that I'd know either way, lost track of that kind of shit ages ago—"

     Twenty four years, eight months, and 3 days, according to his bio-scans. Not counting the time spent you-know-where.

" —But of course that's the kind of crap you'd keep track of while you're roaming around, nerd, "  he teased, and man, this would get awkward quick if this Ford deviated further than usual from the status quo,   " What's got you in these parts, anyway ?  Never took this for one of yours or any other Ford's kinda scene. "

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“ Just who are you? “ the man asks cautiously and slowly, as if struggling to solve a mystery beyond him. Everything about this man is an enigma, something so frighteningly new that Stanford can't put his finger on. Sure, they had little context to go off, but what he had... this couldn't be Stanley Pines. This had... to be someone else, something else entirely. Certainly, there are realities that branch near and far, a variety of things that could have happened that didn't. Things that could have happened that did. The air the other exudes—how different had it been? A thought passes Ford, but he doesn't like considering the premise. The idea churns in his stomach, the idea that Stanley got thrown in instead. Suffered for his hubris, and back to square one. He almost regrets asking. “ ...how... how long have you been out here? “

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same coin theory save me save me same coin theory

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god i miss writing stan

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        Whatever I have to do, I will do.

His life is worth a нυи∂яє∂ σf мιиє.

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 - what?

       You expect me to leave everything I’ve ever known?

                                                        Do you know how HARD that is?!

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there’s a shred of you that still hopes he cares,                                              that you’re irreplaceable,                                                                 that you’re IMPORTANT…

              BUT YOU CAN’T HELP BUT THINK THAT HOPE IS MISPLACED.

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 [ … ] a full minute of stunned silence means “My God what did you do?”                                                                               not “Please continue.”

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the blackout club – sentence starters ( ii ) :

feel free to change titles / pronouns / places where appropriate !

❝  can we go already?  ❞ ❝  come on! before i lose my nerve…  ❞ ❝  game faces… let’s do this!  ❞ ❝  if you guys need me, i’m there.  ❞ ❝  i’m ready. i mean… reluctantly.  ❞ ❝  ready, you guys ready?  ❞ ❝  ready?  can we please do a cool slo-mo walk this time?  ❞ ❝  while we’re young, maybe?  ❞ ❝  can’t do much, but i can aim.  ❞ ❝  i best not miss.  ❞ ❝  i am the night! …kinda. i’m… night flavored.  ❞ ❝  sure. i drank three sodas and climbed a rope… once.  ❞ ❝  what?  i like heights.  ❞ ❝  i want the shocker… heh.  ❞ ❝  stun gun’s rechargeable, so…  ❞ ❝  club’s calling, y'all.  ❞ ❝  focus, guys, new mission.  ❞ ❝  new message from the club.  ❞ ❝  gotta catch my breath…  ❞ ❝  (panting) hang on! hang on, hang on… ❞ ❝ h-hold up! …i’m wrecked…  ❞ ❝  i gotta’ rest a sec…  ❞ ❝  i’ll be – i’ll be okay…! i think…  ❞ ❝  two seconds… okay, ten seconds…  ❞ ❝  knock it off!  ❞ ❝  flashlights down! i’m gonna’ take that thing away!  ❞ ❝  get that light off me!  ❞ ❝  hey! you’re lighting me up!  ❞ ❝  don’t wanna’ die down here. just give me a nice… breakfast nook!❞ ❝  how long did it take them to build this place…?  ❞ ❝  how far down are we…? never mind. don’t tell me.  ❞ ❝  i know this place…  ❞ ❝  i love this, just loving this! the darkness, the dirt, and cold. it’s like an evil spa.  ❞ ❝  i’m not scared… just living my best life.  ❞ ❝  it’s all real. this is… real.  ❞ ❝  it’s like a real life dungeon…  ❞ ❝  i’ve seen this before… dreams, but… not mine…  ❞ ❝  looks like a… what does it look like?  ❞ ❝  sleepwalkers built this? how in god’s name…  ❞ ❝  the place feels, uh… familiar.  ❞ ❝  this place… why with this place?  ❞ ❝  wonderful… back down here.  ❞ ❝  stuff happens, parents worry, that’s how it works. haha.  ❞ ❝  c'mon, mom, the rule is, my music in my room, right? haha. and i love this song.  ❞ ❝ for my hour of tv this week, can i please just watch the news with you, mom? i miss you.  ❞ ❝  I’m just gonna’ practice my 3-point shot, dad. Jeez. It’s like the perfect summer day.  ❞ ❝  okay, mom. i won’t do it again. dad, you know i respect like, 99 percent of your opinion. haha.  ❞ ❝  that’s a great joke, dad!  can i post that online?  haha, see what i did there?  ❞ ❝  the sun looks amazing today. not sure why i never seem to notice. just look at it. i mean, wow.  ❞ ❝  yes, dad, i’ve been studying. hah, no, maybe not as much as i’m supposed to, but i’m only human.  ❞ ❝  i saw one of the bad kids, mom! make them leave!  ❞ ❝  make them go away, dad! they have a bad attitude! ❞ ❝  those bad kids are back! help!  ❞ ❝  my dad is going to call your dad!  and then you’ll see!  ❞ ❝  you guys are in so much trouble! get away from me!  ❞ ❝  and… i’m back. am i back?  ❞ ❝  it’s you! you brought me back… i owe you one.  ❞ ❝  that… was not good. thank you.  ❞ ❝  you… you saved me.  ❞ ❝  damn it, no! not you too… ❞ ❝  i’ll tell your folks… i’ll tell ‘em… something. ❞ ❝  no… goddammit, you weren’t supposed to…  ❞ ❝  oh jesus… this could be any of us!  ❞ ❝  shit… shit. i am so sorry… ❞ ❝  he was our friend! now he’s…  ❞ ❝  that was a person… oh god.  ❞ ❝  this is too real…  ❞ ❝  creepy enough?  yes.  ❞ ❝  okay… file that away…  ❞ ❝  you getting this?  ❞ ❝  and what’s the club got to say?  ❞ ❝  cool. so what was next?  ❞ ❝  good, right? texting hq.  ❞ ❝  hey! look at us! technically competent.  ❞ ❝  man, i wish i could post this on… something.  ❞ ❝  i’m the best that’s ever been.  ❞ ❝  we came, we saw, we… still need a catchphrase!  ❞ ❝  wooo, woo, woo! woo, yes!  woo, woo, woo! you’re the best! woo!  ❞ ❝  over there!  ❞ ❝  that way.  ❞ ❝  mine now.  ❞ ❝  dibs on everything.  ❞ ❝  strongbox! what’s in it?  ❞ ❝  but stealing is wRoNg.  ❞ ❝  don’t mind if i do!  ❞ ❝  evidence of spooky conspiracy. confiscating.  ❞ ❝  someone forgot to pick up their toys.  ❞ ❝  it’s locked.  ❞ ❝  who’s got lockpicks? oh yeah. me.  ❞ ❝  another door.  ❞ ❝  doors are my nemesis.  ❞ ❝  quiet! sleeper!  ❞ ❝  remember. sleepers could be family.  ❞ ❝  sleepwalker.  ❞ ❝  they’re not evil… just hypnotized.  ❞ ❝  lucid here.  ❞ ❝  camera. stay out of the light.  ❞ ❝  they got cctv.  ❞ ❝  it’s that stalker kid!  ❞ ❝  stalker! stalker!  ❞ ❝  there’s that creep!  ❞ ❝  body here. still alive.  ❞ ❝  just sleeping. don’t touch 'em.  ❞ ❝  get down!  ❞ ❝  quiet!  ❞ ❝  i have such savings to offer you…  ❞ ❝  oh-oh! evil corp’s calling!  ❞ ❝  personal call to work. shame, shame.  ❞ ❝  prank calling… now!  ❞ ❝  i can’t believe that worked!  ❞ ❝  target neutralized!  ❞ ❝  that’s for bells, asshole!  ❞ ❝  bad guy down!  ❞ ❝  wow, that worked! really well…  ❞ ❝  got that little shit!  ❞ ❝  how’s it feel, shithead?  ❞ ❝  i got 'em! uh, what now?  ❞ ❝  okay! holding this one… for now!  ❞ ❝  see how you like it!  ❞ ❝  stay down, stay down…!  ❞ ❝  that’s right! how you like me now?!  ❞ ❝  angel coming!  ❞ ❝  close your eyes! close your eyes!  ❞ ❝  guys, please! not the angel!  ❞ ❝  it’s after me! oh god…  ❞ ❝  it’s here for me!  ❞ ❝  no! not the shape!  ❞ ❝  the angel! i’m the target!  ❞ ❝  angel’s gone… i think.  ❞ ❝  it left me… it left.  ❞

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     You know, if you gotta job to do, you need to make sure that you do it right !  So if you’re asked to take a coupl’a bodies to a certain place for safe-keeping, of course you gotta make sure to knock out as many suckers as possible and make a big ol’ pile with them !  The more the merrier, it’s just science !  Sixer approved so obviously it is.

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Reminder that the US Government are cowards ran by babies in tophats and that today does NOT legally or otherwise exist no matter what those shmucks say and that is finale

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     Anyway don’t think Stan should be allowed to relate to a lego creature sm

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tcrnback​:

@portalstan​ SAID: “for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.” @ rex smile

❝ Yeah, well, that’s just the way the dice rolls, buddy, ❞ Rex replies with a dimissive shrug; few people wanted to feel the impending nihilism of life, but they sure didn’t get the choice either. Rex didn’t – he NEVER did. Once upon a time, there was a moment he felt TOO much… but, not anymore. He settles his hands on his hips, surveying the area. Quiet… that’s not foreboding. ❝ You manage to find a way to completely shut off your feelings and years of trauma and abandonment, get back to me. ❞

     Well, well, well. If it isn't Lady Luck coming back to bite him in the ass. Because of course he got himself stranded in the middle of nowhere with some kind of schmuck in a vest of all things.

     Still, he couldn't help but laugh at the guy's statement, the irony of it was far from lost. Trauma and abandonment ?  Check and check, but you won’t catch him going around crying about Stanford to every stranger he meets  ( not anymore ). Because that was how you get used.

“ I don't know, ”   Stan kept his voice light, indifferent as he took his own glance around the area⁠— eh, whatever nasty little secrets the place had in store for him he could take it, could always throw the other guy to the wolves for distraction if it came to.

“ You tried running away from them, yet ?  Denial's one hell of a drug. ”

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samadhifire​:

@portalstan​ SAID: ❝  if you would just let me speak for a moment you’d see we’re on the same side here.  ❞ [ for the lad,    for the red son boy

❝ Hmm… ❞ the boy trails, arms folded as he eyes the man with a scrutinizing gaze. He has to admit, the other raises a valid point… at least in THIS situation. Strategic measures would call for a temporary truce, much as Red Son LOATHED those… he felt as though he was in debt in some way. That, and well… something about the man’s aura didn’t exactly radiate trustworthy QUITE like those heroes’ did. Oh, well – what HOPE did this stranger stand against a member of the Demon Bull Family?

❝ I’ll admit, you present a convincing argument, space man. I am listening. But, take warning – for the coming hours, I will be WATCHING you. ❞

Holy shit he actually bought into it.

     Stanley let out a silent sigh, careful to keep his face neutral as he slowly dropped his arms from the air and slipped on his conman’s grin. Fire elementals —  or whatever the hell this guy was  — were the worst. Less worse after he'd stolen the fireproof jacket, but damn. Heat and him were not friends in the slightest, and fire in particular seemed to take pleasure in haunting him.

     Still, maybe he could twist this situation to his advantage. He'd gotten a glimpse of the tech this kid had going on before he'd been caught  ( not his brightest moment, but it was par course at this point with his luck )  and if he could only get his hand on some of it...

“ You won't regret this ! ”   he chirped, offering his hand out for a shake,   “ Big fan of you and your family's work, by the way !  Just wanted to offer you all some of my expertise in the realm up above, wink wink. ”

     It was a... risk. Always was when trying to strike a deal when he didn’t have all the details to go off of. But he had the small tangent he’d overheard earlier and plenty of practice in bullshitting to go off of. Buttering up fire boy’s ego might pay off, it was worth a shot.

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“ Well, you know what they say !   If you can’t have the position of power, becoming close buddies with the guy in it is your next best call. ”

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“ SUMMERWEEN again and you know what that means suckers, ”

“ Scaring small children without remorse ! ”

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     y. eah i think i’m going to be moving this blog some point in the future. 8/2024 edit: book of bill has tentatively revived the muse so hoping to actually do that soon--

until then feel free to DM to chat or for D.iscord! Currently somewhat active on one piece blogs over at @laughingtale o/ take care yall