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since my attention is on ernesto for the time being, i’m gonna steal this url for my personal just because it’s... so good

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         ‘ what’s up, doc? ’

@kinemasent.

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murderlet‌.

     well, she can’t help but smile back at sauncho. she has to. besides, of course the warning is for the better ; it’s just that the man across the room has been staring at her for some time. priscilla’s tempted to ask him if he wants an autograph. she lets her back find the uncomfortable back of the wooden chair she’s situated in, then gives a nod, then a wink.    “    i dig. you always got my back.    “ 

sauncho nods once, short and sharp, and leans back hard enough into his similarly uncomfortable seat (cheapjack carpentry, he thinks) to threaten its structural integrity. it creaks ominously under his weight; he pays it no mind and, instead, folds his arms defensively over his broad chest.

the pose is for their ‘buddy,’ threatening as he can manage this late in the day. the glance he means to shoot turns into a one-sided stoner stare-down.

         ‘ i always got your back, ’ he echoes, a little distant. ‘ whether or not it’s worth a damn. ’

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         ‘ why is there chicken of the sea, but no tuna of the farm? ’

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         ‘ i wouldn’t, ’ he says. means ‘engage,’ and uses a nod of his head to direct attention to the subject. it’s not that he assumes she will, or would without his guidance; it’s the same well-meaning, patronization-free courtesy that’d come with a warning not to eat a dish recently out of the oven.

         ‘ got one of those real seedy type vibes. ’ a blink, and a small, fleeting smile. ‘ ya dig? ’

@murderlet,  sc.

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this is absolutely flexible, so please tell me if it’s going to make your dash an uncomfortable place for you and i won’t follow through, but i’m thinking - since it’s in the character, in the canon, and warned on a blog page - i might not tag in character mentions of drugs/drug use.

it’s safe to assume that sauncho has something in his system for most interactions, so adding “drug ment -” to each post is bound to grow tiresome (for me and for readers/partners). also, when it’s not explicitly stated, it’s implied, which means it’ll be attached to everything.

i’ll continue without any complaint if a single one of you needs me to. please tell me if you’d like things to continue as they’ve started. otherwise, in character drug mentions will not be tagged from here on in.

i want everyone to feel safe, so shoot me a message if you take issue. i will completely understand!

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gettinggodly.

“what kind of party?”

they don’t mean to sound so interested, it’s mostly just curiosity and jealousy over the amount of food.

an... exclusive one?, he thinks, very nearly working his mouth around the unspoken words. his throat clicks with a thick swallow and he sighs, a beat later, through clenched teeth and parted lips, frustrated with his inability to string a thought.

         ‘ my. my— our. favorite soap, ’ he answers, referring to the ‘party.’ ‘ season finale tonight. ’

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         ‘ as your attorney— ’ given his area (marine law), the term applies to few he meets away from hardy, gridley, and chatfield. it sounds nice, though, even stripped of accuracy. ‘ i advise you to take a hit. gotta unwind a little, chief. ’

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         ‘ i heard, ’ he says. he didn’t. ‘ i know what you mean, ’ he says. he doesn’t.

@oathmade,  sc.

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it’s been some time since sauncho suffered the nipping of paranoia at his heels, which is why one of his many frenzied thoughts comes up a disjointed riff on ‘must have been a hinky strain.’

he dips his chin at his shopping cart, so overfull he has to use his hip to turn it, and clears his throat with shame.

         ‘ y—eah, it’s a party? ’

@gettinggodly,  sc.

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he’s miles away. miles away. morning cartoon sent a funny message, he’s thinking, instead of lending any attention to his company.  ‘ — uh huh. you been talking long? ’

@hellnite​,  sc.

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—   SAUNCHO SMILAX, ESQ.

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         ‘ she’s beautiful. ’ as is often the case, sauncho sounds a hell of a lot more like he’s referring to a great human beauty than he is a boat. if he catches his own dreamy, enamored tone, he doesn’t give any indication. ‘ look at her. ’

@inaday!

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FATHER JOHN MISTY LYRIC MEME.  make changes wherever necessary!

‘ look out, hollywood. here i come. ’

‘ pour me another drink. ’

‘ punch me in the face. ’

‘ i can fend for myself with what looks i have left. ’

‘ what are people gonna think? ’

‘ jesus christ, girl. ’

‘ we should let this dead guy sleep. ’

‘ i’m unsure of so many things. ’

‘ my reality is realer than yours. ’

‘ we could do ayahuasca, baby, if i wasn’t holding all these drinks. ’

‘ i long to feel your arms around me. ’

‘ gonna take my life back one day. ’

‘ the longer it keeps raining, the more she has to struggle to maintain a wonderful time. ’

‘ i’ve got smoke in my lungs and a past life in the trunk. ’

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i’ll trade you a starter for a hearter

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‘ he and doc had met by accident one night at the food giant up on sepulveda. sauncho, then a novice doper who’d just learned about removing seeds and stems, was about to buy a flour sifter when he flashed that the people at the checkout would all know what he wanted the sifter for and call the police.

he went into a kind of paranoid freeze, which was when doc, having an attack of midnight chocolate deficiency, came zooming out of a snack-food aisle and crashed his cart into sauncho’s. ’

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Inherent Vice (2014) dir. Paul Thomas Anderson