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And for my next passion project in the middle of a passion project I have yet to finish: ✨A canon only video game blog ✨

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Girlfriends (2001)

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Chaka Khan

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SEND ME 'PLOTS PLEASE' AND I'LL THROW MY HIGH EDIBLE IDEAS AT YOU

Status: Open

@vitalphenomena said: Plots Please

– Kennedy St Clair/Isabella Cauley/Cynthia Masami/Leonel: Kennedy and Isabella paired together would be able to take down the United States governent do you hear me!? These two would be an unstoppable force together, I can see them being college buddies and reuniting later on in life through a case both of them have crossed paths on. As for Cynthia, I can see her going to Kennedy for help once she realizes the slick shit Leonel is doing in her lab and because of this, if she chooses to help cyn or give into Leonel's bribes, her standing with the club can either be a very good one or a very bad one (Ask Isabella how being on the bad side feels).

– Hanna/Hanz/Naomi/Calvin: Okay so boom; Hanz and Naomi grew up together as close friends and Naomi's mother is a former Broadway actress turned drama professor, so they were always around that type of stuff and involved in that community growing up. I don't think it would be a stretch at all for them to have come across Hanna in their adolescent and take her under their wings and bring her along for their crazy antics. Plus, their dynamics as they get older and caught up in the stuff at Synsations would be interesting to explore! As for Calvin, I think he would enjoy her company at the club opposed to be around rough people 24/7. I can see him going out of his way in between meal preps to go sit and talk with her about any and everything.

– Veronica/Arturo: Both rich, spoiled, entitled, bougie kids enough said. I can definitely see these two being in the same circle and honestly I wouldn't be surprised if he was apart of the same messy friend group she was. These two can just be rich spoiled brats together and maybe one day Veronica might accidently get kidnapped as cartel leverage if we're feeling spicy.

– The Harrises/Cynthia: I'm digging this whole laboratory with test subjects storyline and I'm willing to make a whole alternate universe with my muses and yours if you really wanna break down the lore to me one day lmao. But I put Cynthia as a main point of interest because she's literally a scientist who works in a lab and I know she would get attached and be motherly towards the subjects and might even help them escape.

– Mckenzie Knight/Scout: Look, the reason Scout's background is so shrouded in mystery and the reason she goes by Scout and not her actual name is because she ran away from a religious doomsday cult that she was born and raised into. It would be interesting if these two were in the same cult together and crossed paths somehow.

– Clara/Delfoy: They're both messy club promoters, I can see them being rivals and constantly trying to outdo and get more clout than the other one. Also, Delfoy would definitely steal her ideas as his own.

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guys pls bare with me idk how to use Tumblr anymore

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OPEN: CHRIS

Seated on the gritty sidewalk, bathed in the soft glow of neon signs that flickered overhead, the young man nursed his bruised knuckles and wounded pride. The sounds of the bustling city faded into a distant hum as he cradled the makeshift ice pack of frozen vegetables against his swollen cheek, wincing at the cold sting. His denim-clad knees drawn close, he replayed the heated altercation in the smoky bar, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins.

“I totally won, right?” He finally barks out after a moment of contemplation. “Definitely didn’t go down without a fight that’s for damn sure right.”

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Crime themed starter sentences

Includes drug and violence tw, a mix of which muse is the criminal, if not both.

“Your mother would be ashamed of you.”

“C’mon, the cops are stupid, they’ll never catch us.”

“The car’s a piece of junk anyway, they’re not gonna miss it.”

“Carry on the way you’re going and you’re gonna end up in prison.”

“I’m not that much of a scumbag, I don’t steal from old ladies.”

“One last score, then we’re out of the game, what do you say?”

“I’m only doing this because I need to pay my dealer.”

“Prison? Occupational hazard.”

“They pissed me off, I made sure they won’t be walking for a while, no biggie.”

“So you’re a drug runner or a drug dealer?”

“Prison ain’t too bad, you’ve got a bed and they feed you.”

“I get all tingly when you break into cars like that.”

“I do it for the thrill – and to fund my drug habit.”

“Did you kill him/her?”

“I never meant to hurt anyone!”

“I needed the money, what else could I do.”

“We grew up around criminals, of course we became them.”

“What kind of example are you setting for your kids?”

“I grew up, you probably should too.”

“He had it coming.”

“I just gave him his final warning.”

“I’m calling the cops!”

“I’m passionate about two things, bank robbery and you.”

“I’m a street rat, but I’m good at it.”

“Dealing in an alley, classy as ever.”

“If you don’t have my money, you know I’m going to have to teach you a lesson.”

“Bonny and Clyde made this look so much more glamorous.”

“One day we’ll be rich and we won’t have to do this anymore.”

“That’s not your wallet is it?”

“So I got in a fight, they owed me money.”

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OSCAR ISAAC for Brioni

Fall/Winter 2024

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⤏ send me “plots please”

… and I’ll respond with  3  (or more)  interesting  plots / relationships / connections  I can think of for our muses!   There is  no pressure  for us to write any of them,   but it’s a great starting point for you to get a sense of how I think our muses might interact and what sorts of plots I’m most interested in happening between them  -  so don’t be shy!

for multimuse blogs make sure to specify who you’re looking to plot with

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Crime themed starter sentences

Includes drug and violence tw, a mix of which muse is the criminal, if not both.

“Your mother would be ashamed of you.”

“C’mon, the cops are stupid, they’ll never catch us.”

“The car’s a piece of junk anyway, they’re not gonna miss it.”

“Carry on the way you’re going and you’re gonna end up in prison.”

“I’m not that much of a scumbag, I don’t steal from old ladies.”

“One last score, then we’re out of the game, what do you say?”

“I’m only doing this because I need to pay my dealer.”

“Prison? Occupational hazard.”

“They pissed me off, I made sure they won’t be walking for a while, no biggie.”

“So you’re a drug runner or a drug dealer?”

“Prison ain’t too bad, you’ve got a bed and they feed you.”

“I get all tingly when you break into cars like that.”

“I do it for the thrill – and to fund my drug habit.”

“Did you kill him/her?”

“I never meant to hurt anyone!”

“I needed the money, what else could I do.”

“We grew up around criminals, of course we became them.”

“What kind of example are you setting for your kids?”

“I grew up, you probably should too.”

“He had it coming.”

“I just gave him his final warning.”

“I’m calling the cops!”

“I’m passionate about two things, bank robbery and you.”

“I’m a street rat, but I’m good at it.”

“Dealing in an alley, classy as ever.”

“If you don’t have my money, you know I’m going to have to teach you a lesson.”

“Bonny and Clyde made this look so much more glamorous.”

“One day we’ll be rich and we won’t have to do this anymore.”

“That’s not your wallet is it?”

“So I got in a fight, they owed me money.”

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ＡＭＥＲＩＣＡ ， ＡＭＥＲＩＣＡ ＨＡＳ Ａ ＰＲＯＢＬＥＭ

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Pssst is anyone around on here

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OPEN: CHRIS

Seated on the gritty sidewalk, bathed in the soft glow of neon signs that flickered overhead, the young man nursed his bruised knuckles and wounded pride. The sounds of the bustling city faded into a distant hum as he cradled the makeshift ice pack of frozen vegetables against his swollen cheek, wincing at the cold sting. His denim-clad knees drawn close, he replayed the heated altercation in the smoky bar, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins.

“I totally won, right?” He finally barks out after a moment of contemplation. “Definitely didn’t go down without a fight that’s for damn sure right.”

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OPEN: OSCAR

As the trunk creaked open, revealing the shadowy figure of the hitman, a disarming smirk played across his lips.

"Surprise!" he quipped, his tone intoxicated with a charm disguised as something else. With a casual flick of his hand, he gestured for the restricted individual in the trunk to relax and be quiet. They were in the middle of nowhere, or as close to nowhere as Oscar could get by driving off path from the freeway. "I know, my trunk is not exactly the FountaineBleau, but hey, we make do with what we've got, right?" His words, laced with a twisted sense of humor, danced on the edge of danger as he flashed the glistening golden Beretta on his hip with a matching dagger on standby.

“If anything, just think of this as you caught between some bullshit. The main trouble isn’t really with you, but with someone you know.” His accent is as thick as the cold of the isolated patch of dirt woods he has the two of you surrounded by. “Your mamá never taught you not to hang with the wrong crowd?”

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