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For Each 🎶 I Get, I Will Write an Open Starter Based on a Song From My Playlist.
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“You have no fucking idea.”
“Shut your fucking mouth.”
“Get the fuck out.”
“Are you out of your fucking mind?”
“What the fuck?”
“How the fuck?”
“What the fucking hell?”
“Where the fuck have you been?”
“Who the fuck are you?”
“Why the fuck are you still here?”
“How the fuck did you do that?”
“You’re fucking unbelievable.”
“I think we should fuck.”
“You really wanna fuck with me?”
“Watch what you’re fucking doing.”
“Did you just say ‘fuck you’?”
“What the fuck are you watching?”
“Where the fuck are we?”
“How the fuck do we end this?”
“Where the fuck do you turn it on?”
“Have you seen this fucking thing?”
“Jesus fucking Christ.”
“Why the fuck did you do that?”
“What a fucking surprise.”
“You fucking well know what you did.”
“Leave me the fuck alone.”
“Quit fucking bragging.”
“Are you here to fucking brag?”
“I said fucking LEAVE.”
“I heard they fucked your best friend.”
“You know how this fucking movie ends?”
“You know where the fuck i’ll be.”
“Don’t fucking come back until you’re sober.”
“Don’t talk to your fucking mom like that.”
“You’re lucky they’re fucking dead.”
“They fucking hated you.”
“They fucking loved you.”
“We all fucking burn in the end.”
“Time to atone for your fucking sins.”
“When was the last time you left the fucking house?”
“What did you fucking take?”
“Wake up, please. Please fucking wake up.”
“They’re fucking dead.”
“Who the fuck did you ask out?”
“You have no idea how much that fucking ruined me.”
“I fucking believed you. I won’t do it again.”
“You’re fucking beautiful.”
“You fucking well know why that happened.”
“Don’t fucking call me again.”
“They say heartbreak really fucks with you.”
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Pain is weakness leaving the body.
4: Concussion @babydxhlA concussion was nothing new to Roxy, it was a occupational hazard. Both of stunt work and crime. It didn’t make it any less shitty every time it happened didn’t make the swimming vision and ringing in her ears any less nauseating. Speaking of nausea, she stumbled into the rain slick wall of the alley she was making her way down and vomited violently onto the already disgusting ground.
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Send “Pain is weakness leaving the body” and I will randomly generate how your muse will find mine
datacowmuses:
[Random Number Generator can be found here]
with a broken arm
with a broken leg
dehydrated
with a concussion
with a stab wound
hungover
after a bar fight
with the flu
with (a) broken rib(s)
with sore muscles
after falling down the stairs
with a twisted ankle
blinded temporarily
with ringing ears
with a burn
after running into a door
out in the cold without warm clothes
covered in blood
overly exhausted
after a nightmare
after losing part/all of their memory
with a black eye
rper’s choice!
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Roxy Rocket Roleplayer looking for other DC comics muses
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Manhandling symbol starters
Send one for your muse to…
★ - drag my muse by the arm ⁂ - grab my muse by the front of their shirt, possibly shoving them back ✱ - take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way ➜ - smack my muse upside the head ⌧ - grip my muse by the back of the neck © - put a hand on my muse’s back to steer them somewhere ✂ - point sternly at a chair and tell my muse to sit down ✉ - push my muse back down when they try to get out of bed (perhaps involving illness, injury, or sleep deprivation) ☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up ♚ - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up ♧ - slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch ♦ - grab my muse’s hair and yank ♤ - slam a door shut before my muse can leave the room ♞ - physically pick my muse up and carry them ♭ - grip my muse’s jaw to make them look yours in the eye ♨ - rub my muse down with a sponge/wet cloth ☀ - pin my muse with their arms behind their back ☠ - slam my muse into a wall ☾ - wrestle/pin my muse to the ground
Add as much or as little context as you’d like!
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THE MIST (2007) SENTENCE STARTERS modify as necessary! trigger warnings for violence, death, threatening language
“All the food’s gonna go bad.”
“I’ve gotta start over from scratch.”
“Well, sweetie, you couldn’t exactly know that a tree was gonna come flying through the window.”
“It’s just stuff.”
“We’re safe. That’s all that counts.”
“I really don’t want you running all over the place.”
“You have incredibly low standards.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna punch him in the nose.”
“I’m sorry. I mean it. Sincerely.”
“You’re not heading into town today by any chance, are you?”
“‘Friends’ might be stretching it a little.”
“There’s something in the mist.”
“It’s death out there. It’s the end of days.”
“Stop it, okay? Stop it.”
“Let’s just stay cool. Let’s just try to figure out what happened.”
“I hope you all rot in hell.”
“If you need anything, just holler.”
“First thing we need to do is keep our wits about us and find out what’s happened.”
“It’s Judgment Day and it’s come round at last.”
“You’ve done that to yourself by a life of sin and dissolution.”
“You don’t seem to understand, or you’re trying real hard not to.”
“Would you just shut the fuck up already?”
“The next time you’ve got something to say, you count your teeth, because I’m sick to death of your bullshit.”
“You should’ve said what you meant better.”
“What we saw was impossible. You know that, don’t you?”
“It’s not my blood. I’m fine.”
“We’re in the deep shit here. People need to know.”
“I’m just not that stupid. I mean, what do you take me for?”
“We’ve got real problems to deal with here, and this pathetic attempt at a joke has gone far enough.”
“Well, don’t I feel foolish?”
“I actually thought you were being kind to me today, so thanks for setting me straight.”
“It appears we may have a problem of some magnitude here.”
“They’re not all bad. They can’t all be bad.”
“The day I need a friend like you, I’ll just have myself a little squat and shit one out.”
“You can’t convince some people there’s a fire even when their hair is burning. Denial is a powerful thing.”
“There’s none so blind as those who will not see.”
“Open your eyes. Let the scales fall away.”
“Your tongue must be hung in the middle so that it can waggle at both ends.”
“You’ll have to stop now. You’re scaring the children.”
“The bill is due. It must be paid.”
“Kid, you got brass balls.”
“You sure there’s no way I can talk you out of this?”
“Hey, how come you never asked me out?”
“Can we just stay in here a while? Just you and me?”
“My life for you.”
“Just sleep. Everything’ll be better in the morning.”
“You can’t fuck with me on this. Not like this.”
“We have to get out of here. I mean permanently.”
“You don’t have much faith in humanity, do you?”
“People are basically good as long as the machines are working and you can dial 9-1-1, but you take those things away, you throw people in the dark, you scare the shit out of them, you’ll see how primitive they get.”
“If you scare people badly enough, you can get them to do anything.”
“As a species, we’re fundamentally insane. If you put more than two of us in a room, we pick sides and start dreaming up reasons to kill one another. Why do you think we invented politics and religion?”
“Oh, Jesus, that’s just wrong.”
“Why can’t you just leave well enough alone?”
“Welcome to Sesame Street, today’s word is ‘expiation’.”
“I’m not spending the rest of my life here.”
“I’d rather die out there trying than in here waiting.”
“You stop your chickenshit whining or I will cut your puling tongue out.”
“I heard stuff. We all heard stuff.”
“Don’t you know by now? Don’t you know the truth?”
“Let’s see how far this fuel takes us.”
“Well, we gave it a good shot. Nobody can say we didn’t.”
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[ @babydxhl sent 🔪]
Roxy gasped, blood gurgling between her lips, it was rare for Mary to do things to catch her off guard, but this was certainly a surprise.
Standing on a chair had given her the necessary height, but not the balance or strength. Presumably Mary had been aiming for something vital but the knife hit her ribs and she swore she could hear the reverberations in her whole chest, her heart pumping more adrenaline than blood into her veins.
Things seemed to be happening in bullet time, Mary’s wide blue eyes fixed on her face, one small hand still clutching the knife, the other flat on the table to catch her after her lunge.
Roxy blinked, more blood pushing its way out of her throat, it spilled over her lips as she spoke.
“Really?”
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Send me “🔪” For my muses reaction to yours stabbing them in the chest.
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SEND A SYMBOL FOR A CORRESPONDING PROMPT/STARTER.
[ ☎ ] my muse calls yours in tears.
[ ✪ ] our muses are stuck in an elevator together.
[ ◐ ] my muse is having a sleepover with your muse.
[ ✿ ] my muse attempts to cook dinner for your muse.
[ ◈ ] my muse makes a drunk confession to your muse.
[ ღ ] my muse makes an attempt to cheer your muse up.
[ ✦ ] my muse pushes yours out of frustration/anger.
[ ❢ ] my muse discovers yours all bloodied and bruised.
[ ➤ ] my muse accidentally punches your muse in the face.
[ ⌚ ] my muse recalls their favorite memory with your muse.
[ ✜ ] my muse collapses in front of yours, all bloodied and bruised.
[ ☯ ] my muse tells yours that they never want to see them again.
[ ✈ ] my muse asks yours to accompany them on a trip/mission/etc.
[ ● ] my muse catches yours snooping through their belongings.
[ ☻ ] my muse wakes up in your muse’s closet the night after a party.
[ ✌ ] my muse reaches out to yours after months of no communication.
[ ☢ ] the car broke down in an unfamiliar part of town, and our muses are lost.
[ ✠ ] it’s three in the morning and my muse unexpectedly arrives at your muse’s home.
[ ☁ ] the entire city is without power due to a storm, and our muses run into each other during a supply run.
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@babydxhl tagged me in this thing over a month ago but I’m the worst so just doing it now.
You got G) Fatal flaw: You’re married to your job.
Your priorities are as follows: your job is number one, and in a distant second is literally everything else. Take a break, you workaholic! If you don’t, you’ll tether yourself to this sinking ship and wind up working yourself to the breaking point. You might very well have a crisis of identity. You’ll definitely strain your relationship with your significant other. I bet you’re a police officer, or a surgeon or something. Just… take it easy, okay? Spend time with your family.
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