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« &. || “Fuckin’ sick.” He grins.  He’s gonna look so good in a tux.

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CITTA SUNDAY: VOLUME I

Time for some questions about our lovely setting! Remember your reblog karma and send some questions to those who you reblog from so everyone can get in on this meme action! Links have been provided to some of the more obscure districts for your reading pleasure. In addition, thank you to Ink, Kevin and Prof for helping me think of questions!

OAK – What’s your muse’s favorite/least favorite sector and why? MAPLE – What’s your muse’s favorite/least favorite district and why? BIRCH – Is there a particular store your muse likes to hang out in? WILLOW – Tell us about an interesting run in your muse has had with an NPC! WALNUT – How does your muse get around the city, for the most part? Taxi? Train? Their own automobile? HAWTHORN – Which underground district does your muse find the most terrifying? ELM – If your muse could add a completely new sector/district to the city, what would it be like? PINE – How difficult is it for your muse to navigate Sector 001? CHESTNUT – Would your muse ever participate in a sector 002 protest/riot? HICKORY – Does your muse consider Sector 003 dangerous? Why or why not! BEECH – What stores/places has your muse found within Sector 004 that are unique to their homeworld? ASPEN – Tell us about an interesting trinket you’ve picked up in Sector 005 lately. ASH – Is Sector 006 a safe haven or a disaster magnet, in your muse’s opinion? HORNBEAM – Has your muse ever had a run in with the District Alpha pariahs? How did they/would they react to them? SASSAFRAS – Would your muse venture into the core of District Beta to gain super mutant powers if they could? What kind of powers do you think they would get? MAGNOLIA – Does your muse think there are ghosts haunting District Gamma, and would they ever try to summon one? DOGWOOD – What does your muse think the glyphs in District Delta are from? What kind of story do they think the glyphs tell? SYCAMORE – If your muse could find any piece of literature in District Epsilon, what would they seek to find? REDBUD – How sentient are the plants in District Zeta, in your muse’s opinion? CHERRY – What does your muse think the “something strong and deadly” rumored to lurk in District Lambda is? FIR – There are several subdistricts in the outlands of Vario. Which one would/does your muse frequent most? COTTONWOOD – You cannot enter Mu with metal on your person. Would your muse fight to keep their metal belongings? How angry do you think the vine gate would get at them? BUTTERNUT – On a scale of 1 to 10, how attractive does your muse find the mutated NPCs of District Theta? BASSWOOD – Would your muse ever attempt to climb the tower in district Iota? How successful do you think they would be? CEDAR – How would your muse spend a day in Olympia? CYPRESS – Make a mini based off one of the outlying districts!

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Pats him lightly in the back, but before he can turn around she wraps her arms around his middle to hug her dearest friend. 'Found you~!'

« &. || The initial reaction is a flinch, mouth opening to berate Haruka, but the last couple of days resurface in his mind.

          He turns slowly in her grasp, and then scoops her up in a hug too tight to be joy.  “やった.”

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« &. || BITCH.

Araevia kept her eyes fixed on him, slowing her approach by only a minuscule amount. He was the dog backed into the corner, ready to snap at any hand that came near. The people standing around nearby seemed to pay her no mind, instead focused on the man as he struggled to keep it together.

❝ They do not seem to like you. ❞ It was stating the obvious, of course, but the witch wanted to see what would happen. Would they move? Speak? 

❝ So rude. Do I really look like someone who will make things worse? ❞ She smiled at him; It was not a reassuring smile.

« &. || “Yes, you do,” Phillip snarled, turning to her and glaring at her with wild blue eyes.  “Listen to you, you fucking cocky-ass, smarmy-ass bitch!  You ENJOY watching people suffer, don’t you!?”

          “Now, now,” one of the figures spoke, an older man, maybe in his mid-fifties, with a gun at his belt half-concealed by a sweater.  His voice was placating––patronizing.  “That’s no way to speak to people.  You know that.”

          “Shut up!” Phillip turned on the man, hands twitching, searching for a gun he didn’t have.  “Shut up, shut up, shut up!  Stop looking at me, stop fucking PROFILING me, just stop it!”

          “You know we’re not going away,” another agent joined the first, this one a woman with dark hair and a wicked grin.  “Not after what you’ve done, you sick sunnuvabitch.”

          Phillip grit his teeth, eyes widening.  “I’ve got a clean slate here.  None of that shit matters here.”

          “Really?  So should we tell this woman about what happened in ‘93?  Every excruciating detail?”

          “You wouldn’t do that to a vet with PTSD.”

          “Shut your fucking mouth; vet with PTSD, my ass,” the woman sneers.  “You’re a former Ranger who was dishonorably discharged for ‘conduct unbecoming’––in other words, they found out you’re a narcissistic sociopath.  You shoot people in the stomach only to ‘save’ them later in order to ‘cope’ with the fact that you failed a sniping mission that put tens of people in danger and it was all your fault and you know it.”  

          “But y’know what?  I don’t think this lady’s your biggest fear.  What if we told that girl who you like to talk to?  Haruka, was it?  How much would she hate you?  Who would she tell?” the man spoke up again, and Phillip’s face drained of color.

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« &. || “Listen, honey, I’m gonna need you to keep the hell away from me or I’m gonna snap like a rubber band,” Phillip says through grit teeth, trying not to scream and bolt as he feels more and more people looking at him as she approaches him.  He recognizes a few of the judgmental gazes from the corner of his eye ( they were those goddamn FBI agents, his stupid fucking coworkers, and many more faces he didn’t want to look at ).  “I’ve got too much shit to deal with for you to be making it worse.”

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« &. || Ayo so I got orchestra rehearsal, but when I get back, like for a short event starter from Phillip!  Capped at 3, and tell me if you want to help his fears or you want help with your own!

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« &. || “Wolf-otter hybrid.  More wolf than otter.” And he’s gonna go back to scrolling Twitter.

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     ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ                         ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀѕᴛ …

     ѕᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ           / 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 / ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ      ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ѕᴀᴍᴇ            ᴍɪѕᴛᴀᴋᴇ  / 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐞 /

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« &. || YOU’RE A BITCH, BUT YOU’RE FUN TO TALK TO.

cat was silent for a moment, and debated how much effort it would take to brain someone with a bb gun. she controls her temper, offering him a charming smile, “endearing.” she scoffs, dark eyes narrow, “i take it you don’t get many women?”

« &. || “I don’t need to; I get enough dick to satisfy myself,” Phillip says easily, the statement only a half-bluff ( with his ego and need to prove himself, there is no doubt about sexual deviancy ).  “They think I’m charming enough, at least.  I only hope the same goes for you, for your sake; you absolutely have the looks for people to flock to you in droves.” He’d give her that, she was incredibly pretty.

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« &. || DUDE.

—✕ █ ▌❝Be creative. It ain’t so hard. Anything can kill; you aren’t much of a soldier if you CAN’T improvise.❞ He practiced his fists for the first month since his arrival, practiced with knives too. It wasn’t perfect, but still. ❝Besides, unless you have some hidden magical abilities lying around, you’ll always be at a DISADVANTAGE.❞

« &. || “Eh, you’d be surprised what a guy like me can do,” Phillip says with a small, self-assured smile.  “I’ve got my ways of––leveling the playing field, let’s say.  Some might think it magical.” Sniping was an art and he was a master at it.  “You seem like the type o’guy to know how to work around obstacles.  What’s your name?”

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« &. || BITCH, C’MON.

“ah.” cat remarked, though her boredom and distaste were made clear is the almost dismissive way she shrugged. still, it was rather amusing to watch the other get so heated, perhaps due to the fact she was so new, such things had little effect on her. “and it’s cat, not lady.”

« &. || “Oh dear God above, forgive me for my egregious error, calling you by a noun and not a proper noun, a name that I’ve only learned just in this very moment.” Melodrama falls to flat, dark sarcasm.  “Cut me some slack and get the giant dildo out of your ass.”

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« &. || LADY.

“don’t we all?” cat scoffed, rolling her eyes. 

« &. || “Very true, lady, but I mean for a very specific kind of asshole who’s just pissed me off and hurt one of the only friends I have in this hellhole.” Phillip wants to spit.  “He thinks his dick’s about ten inches longer than it really is and he’s a fucking cannibalistic asswipe.  I don’t think he’s human.”

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« &. || “God, do I wish I had my fucking gun.”

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HOZIER  LYRIC  MEME: PT. ONE

sewerology:

a  compilation  of  various  lyrics  from  my  Lord  and  Savior,  HOZIER.

TAKE  ME  TO  CHURCH:

❝ every  sunday's  getting  more  bleak. ❞

❝  we  were  born  sick,  you  heard  them  say  it. ❞

❝  the  only  heaven  i’ll  be  sent  to,  is  when  i’m  alone  with  you. ❞

❝  i’ll  tell  you  my  sins  and  you  can  sharpen  your  knife. ❞

❝  to  keep  the  goddess  on  my  side,  she  demands  a  sacrifice. ❞

❝  that’s  a  fine  looking  high  horse. ❞

❝  we've  a lot  of  starving  faithful. ❞

❝  no  masters  or  kings  when  the  ritual  begins. ❞

❝  there  is  no  sweeter  innocence  than  our  gentle  sin. ❞

ANGEL  OF  SMALL  DEATH  AND  THE  CODEINE  SCENE:

❝  toying  somewhere  between  love  and  abuse. ❞

❝  shaking  the  wings  of  their  terrible  youths. ❞

❝  no  more  alone  or  myself  could  i  be. ❞

❝  bloody  and  raw,  but  i  swear  it  is  sweet. ❞

❝  and  lease  this  confusion,  i'll  wander  the  concrete. ❞

JACKIE  AND  WILSON:

❝  so  tired  trying  to  see  from  behind  the  red  inj my  eyes. ❞

❝  no  better  version  of  me  i  could  pretend  to  be  tonight. ❞

❝  'cause  with  my  mid-youth  crisis  all  said  and  done,  i  need  to  be  youthfully  felt.  ❞

❝ we'll  steal  her  Lexus,  be  detectives,  ride  round  pickin'  up  clues.  ❞

❝  lord  it'd  be  great  to  find  a  place  we  could  escape  sometime.  ❞

❝ every  version  of  me  dead  and  buried  in  the  yard  outside. ❞

SOMEONE  NEW:

❝  you  knew  who  i  was  with  every  step  that  i  ran  to  you. ❞

❝  would  things  be  easier  if  there  was  a  right  way ?  ❞

❝  honey,  there  is  no  right  way. ❞

❝  there's  an  art  to  life's  distractions. ❞

❝  some  like  to  imagine  the  dark  caress  of  someone  else. ❞

❝  i  guess  any  thrill  will  do. ❞

❝  the  stranger  the  better.  ❞

TO  BE  ALONE:

❝  never  felt  too  good  in  crowds. ❞

❝  all  i've  ever  done  is  hide  from  our  times. ❞

❝  but  you  don't  know  what  hell  you  put  me  through. ❞

❝  it  feels  good  to  be  alone  with  you. ❞

❝  there  are  questions  i  can't  ask. ❞ 

❝  we  should  run  away. ❞

FROM  EDEN.

❝  there's  something  tragic  about  you.  ❞ 

❝  there's  something  lonesome  about  you.  ❞

❝  get  closer  to  me. ❞

❝  idealism  sits  prison,  chivalry  fell  on  it's  sword. ❞

❝  innocence  died  screaming,  honey  ask  me,  i  should  know. ❞

❝  babe,  there's  something  wretched  about  this. ❞

❝  oh,  what  a  sin. ❞ 

SEDATED:

❝  just  a  little  rush  babe. ❞

❝  to  feel  dizzy,  to  derail  the  mind  of  me. ❞

❝  you  and  i  nursing  on  a  poison  that  never  stung. ❞

❝  something  isn’t  right. ❞

❝  i  keep  catching  little  words,  but  the  meanings  thin. ❞

❝  we're  slaves  to  any  semblance  of  touch. ❞

❝  darlin’, don't  you  stand there watching. ❞

❝  free  and  young, and  we  can  feel  none  of  it. ❞

WORK  SONG:

❝  is  that  the  kind'a  way  to  face  the  burning  heat ?  ❞ 

❝  she/he/you  give  me  toothaches  just  from  kissin'  me. ❞

❝  no  grave  can  hold  my  body  down. ❞

❝  i  was  three  days  on  a  drunken  sin. ❞

❝  heaven  and  hell  were  words  to  me . ❞

LIKE  REAL  PEOPLE  DO:

❝  i  had  a  thought,  dear. ❞

❝  why  were  you  digging  ?  ❞

❝  what  did  you  bury  ?  ❞

❝  honey,  just  put  your  sweet  lips  on  my  lips.  ❞

❝  i  could  not  ask  you  where  you  came  from.  ❞

❝  we  should  just  kiss  like  real  people do.  ❞

IT  WILL  COME  BACK:

❝  you  know  better  than  to  look  at  me  like  that. ❞ 

❝  you  know  better  than  to  talk  to  me  like  that.  ❞

❝  don’t  give  it  a  hand,  offer  it  a  soul. ❞

❝  jesus  christ,  don’t  be  kind  to  me.  ❞

❝  don’t  let  me  in  with  no  intention  to  keep  me.  ❞

❝  you  don’t  understand. ❞

❝  honey,  don’t  feed  me,  i  will  come  back.  ❞

❝  that’s  a  kindness  you  can’t  avoid.  ❞

❝  give  me  mercy.  ❞

❝  you’ll  hear  me  howling  outside  your  door.  ❞ 

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Strange Things

"These walls can talk."

"We need to breathe, eat, drink and expel waste. Everything else is optional."

"The past is present and the present is in the past."

"Weren't you just over there?"

"The government is controlling everything."

"I've seen a lot of odd things."

"Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results... do you know what that's called?"

"What did you do?"

"Do you have a twin?"

"The eyes on that painting are following me."

"You have pointed teeth..."

"They are the devil."

"I can feel you slipping away from me."

"Everything you know is a lie."

"Shadows are moving."

"Black is white, up is down and pain is pleasure."

"Light is your friend."

"Something is wrong..."

"What are you doing?"

"Beware the crows that cry at dawn."

"Come with me."

"Do you want to see the world?"

"The trees are humming."

"Have to ever talked to the dead? Once they get going they don't shut up."

"Run. I'll take care of this."

"What is this world all about?"

"Silence is deafening."

"Many worlds exist within our own."

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Mess with my muse!

Send one to-

✍️ - Draw something on my muse

👻 - Jump out and scare my muse

🤑 - Money gag my muse

💦 - Sprinkle water on my muse

🌊 - Dump water on my muse

🍞 - Throw bread at my muse

💋 - Repeatedly kiss my muse

🤛 - Play punch my muse

💪 - Lift my muse up

🤠 - Put a silly hat on my muse

👅 - Lick my muse

🤧 - Sneeze on my muse

👈 - Poke my muse repeatedly

👀 - Uncomfortably stare at my muse

🌱 - Throw grass at my muse

🍂 - Push my muse in a pile of leaves

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“locked in a room” starters: part ii

Since part one has been ridiculously popular, I decided to make a follow-up! The “locked in a room” trope forces characters to spend time together, often characters who normally wouldn’t. It can help them learn about each other and develop their relationship in a positive way, or it can be disastrous. Feel free to add more! 

Send a number for our muses:

being the last two contestants on a reality tv show and sharing a house until the finale

being the only two people who go to the basement of their apartment building during a tornado watch

waiting to be interviewed for the same job

being the only two people in the movie theater (bonus points if you name the movie)

sharing a car on a roller coaster that’s gotten stuck

locked in a museum after closing

at an outdoor pokémon go gym in the dead of winter, neither willing to let the other keep it

stuck in a malfunctioning holodeck together

as stowaways on the same ship (could be any kind of ship)

next to each other in line for Hamilton tickets

hiding in a building (bonus points if you name what kind) while a horde of zombies tries to break down the door

hiding from an escaped predator at the zoo

accidentally transported to (mun’s choice of year) together by a malfunctioning time machine or spell

waiting around for jury duty

trying to escape [Isla Nublar/Isla Sorna/Skull Island/mun’s choice island with terrifying prehistoric creatures] together

being the only humans in an animal shelter during a blizzard

working as lighthouse keepers together on an isolated island

as a lyft driver and passenger on a very long drive together (bonus points if you specify who’s the passenger and where they need to go)

as employees at the same workplace who suspect the place is haunted when the doors suddenly refuse to open when they try to leave for the night

as rivals (or partners!) on a reality show, trying to survive in the wilderness to win a lot of money