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      ( hey everyone sorry i’ve been missing for a while. two weeks out from opening night of abridged versions of romeo & juliet & as you like it. so these next few weeks are gonna be busy as hell for me. nonetheless, i don’t wanna abandon my blogs, so, like this for a short STARTER, which i’m hoping to get out tonight or tomorrow. will also be doing drafts around the same time. )

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“Hamilton” sentence meme (part 2)

part 1 can be found  here.

“ WHAT COMES NEXT? ”

❝ Insane! ❞

❝ I’m so blue… ❞

❝ You were mine to subdue! ❞

❝ I’ve got a small query for you – ❞

❝ What comes next? ❞

❝ Do you know how hard it is to lead? ❞

❝ Awesome, wow! ❞

❝ Do you have a clue what happens now? ❞

❝ It’s much harder when it’s all your call! ❞

❝ Don’t come crawling back to me. ❞

❝ You’re on your own… ❞

“ WHAT’D I MISS? ”

❝ You ready for more yet? ❞

❝ The sun comes up, and the world still spins. ❞

❝ Now the work at home begins… ❞

❝ So, what’d I miss? ❞

❝ I wanna give you a kiss! ❞

❝ I’ve been in Paris meeting lots of different ladies… ❞

❝ I guess I basically missed the late ‘80s. ❞

❝ I traveled the wide, wide world and came back to this. ❞

❝ Can you get us out of the mess we’re in? ❞

❝ Where have you been? ❞

❝ Headfirst, into the abyss! ❞

“ CABINET BATTLE #1 ”

❝ We shouldn’t settle for less. ❞

❝ Don’t act surprised. ❞

❝ Welcome to the present. ❞

❝ Would you like to join us? ❞

❝ How do you not get it? ❞

❝ Yeah, keep ranting! ❞

❝ You think I’m frightened of you, man? ❞

❝ You’re mad as a hatter, son, take your medicine! ❞

❝ Damn, you’re in worse shape than the national debt is in! ❞

❝ Hey! Turn around, bend over, I’ll show you where my shoe fits! ❞

❝ Such a blunder… sometimes it makes me wonder, why I even bring the thunder. ❞

❝ You wanna pull yourself together? ❞

“ THE ROOM WHERE IT HAPPENS ”

❝ And all he had to do was die… ❞

❝ I guess I’m gonna finally have to listen to you. ❞

❝ Hate the sin, love the sinner. ❞

❝ Decisions are happening over dinner. ❞

❝ And here’s the pièce de résistance! ❞

❝ No one else was in the room where it happened. ❞

❝ No one really knows how the game is played. ❞

❝ We just assume that it happened. ❞

❝ I know you hate him, but let’s hear what he has to say. ❞

❝ Wouldn’t you like to work a little closer to home? ❞

❝ In God we trust. ❞

❝ You got more than you gave. ❞

❝ I wanted what I got. ❞

❝ You don’t get a win unless you play in the game. ❞

❝ You get nothing if you wait for it. ❞

❝ We dream in the dark, for the most part. ❞

“ SCHUYLER DEFEATED ”

❝ Sometimes that’s how it goes. ❞

❝ No one knows who you are or what you do. ❞

❝ They don’t like you! ❞

❝ You’ll always be adored by the things you create. ❞

❝ People think you’re crooked. ❞

❝ I’ve always considered you a friend. ❞

❝ I swear, your pride will be the death of us all. Beware, it goes before the fall! ❞

“ CABINET BATTLE #2 ”

❝ The only person you have to convince is me. ❞

❝ Now is the time to stand! ❞

❝ Hey, and if you don’t know… now you know. ❞

❝ You must be out of your goddamn mind! ❞

❝ Uh, do whatever you want, I’m super dead! ❞

❝ Do we not fight for freedom? ❞

❝ Frankly, it’s a little disquieting. ❞

❝ You would let your ideals blind you to reality? ❞

❝ Have you an ounce of regret? ❞

❝ Where do we draw the line? ❞

❝ So quick-witted. ❞

❝ Daddy’s calling. ❞

“ I KNOW HIM ”

❝ I’m perplexed. ❞

❝ I wasn’t aware that was something a person could do. ❞

❝ That can’t be! ❞

❝ That poor man, they’re gonna eat him alive! ❞

❝ They all look small. ❞

❝ Watch them run. ❞

❝ They will tear each other into pieces, Jesus Christ, this’ll be fun! ❞

❝ Good luck! ❞

“ BURN ”

❝ I saved every letter you wrote me. ❞

❝ I knew you were mine. ❞

❝ I thought you were mine… ❞

❝ Be careful with that one, love – he will do what it takes to survive. ❞

❝ You and your words flooded my senses. ❞

❝ When you were mine, the world seemed to burn. ❞

❝ You have ruined our lives. ❞

❝ I’m erasing myself from the narrative. ❞

❝ You have torn it all apart. ❞

❝ The world has no right to my heart. ❞

❝ I’m burning the memories. ❞

❝ I hope that you burn. ❞

“ WE KNOW ”

❝ What is this? ❞

❝ Is that what you have? Are you done? ❞

❝ ‘Virtue’ is not a word I’d apply to this situation. ❞

❝ I can almost see the headline, your career is done! ❞

❝ I hope you saved some money. ❞

❝ Do you promise not to tell another soul what you saw? ❞

❝ Is that a yes? ❞

❝ Whaaaat? ❞

❝ Yes, I have reasons for shame. ❞

❝ Rumors only grow. And we both know what we know. ❞

“ YOUR OBEDIENT SERVANT ”

❝ I am slow to anger, but I toe the line. ❞

❝ Now you call me 'amoral’? ❞

❝ If you’ve got something to say, name a time and place. ❞

❝ I have the honor to be your obedient servant. ❞

❝ I am not the reason no one trusts you. ❞

❝ No one knows what you believe. ❞

❝ Here’s an itemized list of thirty years of disagreements. ❞

❝ Sweet Jesus. ❞

❝ Hey, I have not been shy! ❞

❝ Prepare to bleed, good man! ❞

❝ You stand only for yourself, it’s what you do. ❞

❝ I can’t apologize because it’s true. ❞

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Four Word . Prompts

“Please, come with me.”

“You’re always number one.”

“I can’t do this.”

“I won’t let you.”

“Maybe I’m just crazy.”

“I’m not even sorry.”

“Honestly, just stop it.”

“I believe in you.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Who were you with?”

“Please talk to me.”

“I can’t trust you.”

“I need you, though.”

“Don’t be fucking rude.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“So, it was you.”

“I need to go.”

“Just stay with me.”

“You can trust me.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

“Will you help me?”

“You’re a terrible cook.”

“Can you shut up!?”

“You love me, right?”

“I really need you.”

“I don’t love you.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“I really need you.”

“You don’t want me.”

“Let me help you.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

“I can’t do this.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Hey, I said stop!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“I don’t want this.”

“You always this quiet?”

“Are you fucking insane!?”

“I don’t want you.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Sorry, were you sleeping?”

“This was never right.”

“You look really tired.”

“I’m out of here.”

“You need to go.”

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( derek. )

    “yeah? let’s increase the stakes. whoever convinces her first—”

      ❝------- wins l u n c h?            i figure the stakes should be much lower in comparison to the original bet, itself. ❞

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( derek. )

     “funny. think we could get anyone else on the team in on this?”

           ( the hint of a smile moves across pale features. )

      ❝ i think we m i g h t be able to get emily involved.            the others would decline the invitation. ❞

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( derek. )

     “reid. c’mon, pretty boy. when was the last time i seemed like a chemistry kind of guy?”

     ❝  ----- & that is the precise reason why I chose it       in retaliation to your choice — were I to lose. ❞

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      ❝ ---if you lose, a science day! just imagine the mixtures we'll make.                 chemistry is such an amazing science, wouldn't you agree? ❞

      “so if you lose this bet, it’s a gym day and if i lose this bet—”

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emily & derek

( -whispers- the gang's all here. )

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      gloved fingers moved carefully over the remainder of the bones, inspecting them for foreign damage. maybe he’d be able to figure out what the cause of death was before the coroner had a chance to get his hands on the body. the younger’s focus persisted upon the skeleton before him—or rather, what was left of it.

      his mind wanders, attempting to figure out just what’d happened that fateful night. he can feel the indentation of scars all throughout the female’s femur, darkened striations on to lower joints of both her arm & leg bones. his index finger moves over the marks, examining them for further notice of damage. nothing. the victim had been bound. ankles, as well as her wrists. from the level of damage she’d been held for at least a few months.

      he knows what happened. can envision the murder as if it’d happened in his own living room. spencer knows it’s all part of the science. all part of finding out who committed the crime, but sometimes—it simply became too much. without responding to his coworker’s statement, he began to explain.

           ❝ the body’s been up there approximately twenty-two days, though without an autopsy i cannot be certain on how many hours have passed between the twenty-second & twenty-third day. she was first strangled—as you can see the ligature marks on the neck bone. but that’s not the cause of death. the ribs here have expanded, she was having difficulty breathing. her lungs were trying to get fresh air—she was up there while still alive. died of smoke inhalation. ❞

      there was a short silence as REID placed the decomposed parts into one of the bags in order to take it back to the morgue. a deep breath was taken, something of regret washing over the intellectual.

           ❝ ----& i didn’t mean to offend you, E M I L Y. i was simply—studying the work. ❞

from. @spncrrd.

         IT WASN’T THAT the information given seemed more out of the ordinary than usual ( an odd assumption, in and of itself, honestly, because being human is unpredictable by any definition ). but more so, then? how the situation seemed to pique further INTEREST in probably the science of it all, rather than anything else, to the other. but emily thinks she knows the younger well by now and would’ve called out the behavior if her attention weren’t already focused on the case at hand, file soon passing to an officer nearby, gloves snapping on.

( —this all started as a routine case, soon diverging when she and reid were tasked at surveying the recently discovered scene: bones remaining as evidence and familiar scorch marks accompanying–whether a set scene or otherwise they’ve yet to conclude ).

` I’M NOT——saying that this whole scene isn’t extensive work. i mean, c’mon, reid. it screams consideration, ” as did most cases that fell near their vicinity, as did this body illustrated—not all bones as she hoped, decomposition irregular to even amateur eyes. smoothly, her voice switches to tease: ` i’m kinda offended you’re assuming i can’t figure that out by now. ——

                   besides RIVETING, what else could you give me? ” 

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“I’m sorry, but no.”

      the words play against his eardrums like a symphony, eyes rising to meet hers with inquisition. sure the small tid-bit of information had been gruesome—if one can call reality such. but it seemed to fascinate the doctor nonetheless.

      once the look had been exchanged, with something that faintly resembled repugnance, the agent set out once more to examine the bones in the fireplace. how cunning of the unsub to have disposed of the body within the chimney, though it only worked to decompose it further, allowing the bones to release from the cramped area & into the pit that once held strong flames.

      had the decomposition been more recent—rather unaffected by elements, as well as the lack of damage to what remained when the bones fell-- the body would not have moved, nor would the current owners behold such a frightening sight.

           ❝ emily, you have to admit—this is extensive work. had the house stayed on the market, we probably wouldn’t have found this young woman for about another year or so. decomposition would have worsened. it’s simply fascinating to think of how the unsub was able to carry her body all the way up the chimney & place it just perfectly so no one would suspect a thing. R I V E T I N G. ❞

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Four Word . Prompts

“Please, come with me.”

“You’re always number one.”

“I can’t do this.”

“I won’t let you.”

“Maybe I’m just crazy.”

“I’m not even sorry.”

“Honestly, just stop it.”

“I believe in you.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Who were you with?”

“Please talk to me.”

“I can’t trust you.”

“I need you, though.”

“Don’t be fucking rude.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“So, it was you.”

“I need to go.”

“Just stay with me.”

“You can trust me.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

“Will you help me?”

“You’re a terrible cook.”

“Can you shut up!?”

“You love me, right?”

“I really need you.”

“I don’t love you.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“I really need you.”

“You don’t want me.”

“Let me help you.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

“I can’t do this.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Hey, I said stop!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“I don’t want this.”

“You always this quiet?”

“Are you fucking insane!?”

“I don’t want you.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Sorry, were you sleeping?”

“This was never right.”

“You look really tired.”

“I’m out of here.”

“You need to go.”