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[galaeus]

THE EMPEROR'S NEW GROOVE (2000) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the film, adjust as necessary

how shall i do it?

oh, is that hard to believe?

is this really the best you could do?

check out this piece of work.

i'm here because i received a summons.

word on the street is you can fix my problem.

the drinks were a bit on the warm side.

okay, i admit it. maybe i wasn’t as nice as i should have been.

do you really want to kill me?

so is everything ready for tonight?

i thought we’d start off with a soup and a light salad, and then see how we feel after that.

we’re about to go over a huge waterfall.

bring it on.

you got all that, honey?

what about dinner?

all right. a quick cup of coffee.

but what does that have to do with anything?

you’re sort of confusing me.

how did you get back here before us?

by all accounts, it doesn’t make sense.

i never liked your spinach puffs.

ah. should have seen that coming.

you know what, you could have told me that before i set it up.

now you stop being hard on yourself. all is forgiven.

it’s not the first time i was tossed out of a window, and it won’t be the last.

what can i say? i’m a rebel.

i can’t believe this is happening!

break the door down!

are you kidding me? this is hand-carved mahogany.

so you lied to me.

couldn’t pull the wool over your eyes, huh.

why did i risk my life for a selfish brat like you?

i was always taught that there was some good in everyone, but, oh, you proved me wrong.

now i feel really bad.

you threw off my groove!

he didn’t pay his check.

this had better be good!

this is the last time we take directions from a squirrel.

yeah, like that would ever happen.

will you take a look at this?

oh, is that hard to believe?

just thought i’d give you a heads up.

what do you mean the door’s stuck? try jiggling the handle.

you’re the criminal mastermind here, not me.

just leave me alone.

it’s my birthday gift to me. i’m so happy.

hey, it doesn’t always have to be about you.

uh, he doesn’t really wanna talk to you.

hey, did you see that sky today? talk about blue.

don’t drink the wine.

our moment of triumph approaches!

oh, he’s doing his own theme music.

i’m so glad i was unconscious for all of this.

you’re not just gonna let him die like that, are you?

don’t listen to that guy.

if it were me, i’d march right back there and demand to see him.

you just saved my life!

believe it or not, i think i need a bath.

maybe i’m just new to this whole rescuing thing, but this, to me, might be considered kind of a step backwards.

i ate a bug today!

what is this guy babbling about?

i’ll be sure to tell him you stopped by.

i gotta go wash something.

anything sounds bad when you say it with that attitude.

let me guess, you have a great personality.

thanks for going back on your promise!

how long has that been there?

someday you’re gonna wind up all alone, and you’ll have no one to blame but yourself.

hmm. don’t know, don’t care. how’s that?

for the last time, it was not a kiss.

#memes #q

[galaeus]

Bilal Al-Shams, Sacrifice

#;quotes #;insp

[galaeus]

i'm finally home from work! i'm drained from socializing in the office, so i don't know how many threads i'm getting done tonight. that being said -- i'm happy to chat / plot on discord ( i can send you my u/n! ) or via dms

#ooc #tuesdays always destroy my creativity #bc i am not a social creature #but i have so many great threads in my drafts ahhHHH

[galaeus]

Reblog if it's okay to send you lots of memes even if we have threads already.

#omg always #i'll have 40 threads and 100 memes with the same person #i love timeline bouncing!! #ooc #about amy

[galaeus]

WASTELANDWANDERIN

Indie Fallout OC rp blog. Written by M. Carrd.

#a lovely mun and muse!!!! #promos

[galaeus]

hear me out... surprise smooches.

#im omw home!!! #kiss her for good luck #ooc

[galaeus]

  ——— independent original character within the worlds of dune, fallout, star trek, sci-fi & more. mature & triggering themes present. / created by amy.

#sp #q

[galaeus]

Send "Stop talking" for your muse to shut mine up by kissing them

Alternatively send "Mmph!" for my muse to be the one to interrupt yours with a kiss.

#memes #👀👀👀

[galaeus]

hear me out... surprise smooches.

#ooc #im thinking 'wait did we just--' #bc i am in a slightly shippy mood this tewwwzday

[galaeus]

i have such an immense crush on Aaron Morten after watching all of these interviews oh my god oh my god

#ooc #amy watches fallout #i have been binging interviews on my couch #and hes just 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 #EEEE HE IS JUST!!!!

[galaeus]

Finally, she was doing something right on the damn surface. Grinning from ear to ear, she holds up the gnarled mutated carcass like she'd just won a prize at the Vault county fair.

"I know it seems like we wouldn't have weapons training, but it's important to defend your home should the need arise," she chirps back, half-quoting the lesson guide she'd studied so rigorously.

( It's about the only dang thing she did study. )

"I told you I wasn't useless. Look how big this thing is!" Granted, she runs on the shorter side, so of course it looks massive to her. "Your 'wow, Echo, you're incredible' is belated, but I'll accept it either way."

@galaeus

And just like that, Echo’s managed to bag them dinner. It’s ant meat, sure, but meat is meat. Isaac’s never been picky. Most surface dwellers aren’t.

He slides the strap on his rifle over his shoulder and heads over to the carcass Echo had brought down.

“Where’d you learn to shoot like that, Vaultie?”

#v; fallout #wastelandwanderin #AHHHH thank you for this!! #i'm so excited for them to interact

[galaeus]

Oh, here they go. Echo rolls her neck to stare up at the sky, blowing wayward strands of her mangled hair out of her sweaty face. She should be freaking out that she's been shot -- admittedly, when she dreamed up a scenario where it would actually happen, she thought she'd be screaming and crying -- but this is... well, odd. The vault dweller is more peeved than anything. Partially it has to do with the inevitable lecture coming from Eden herself.

"In my defense, he wasn't really holding that pistol correctly. Did you see it? His grip was abysmal. Pretty sure he raided the thing off of someone else, so I took the chance and -- at worst -- if he shot the dang thing, the bullet'd go left and shoot a tree or something instead of me. It was a lucky--"

The antiseptic burns, stopping her ramble. Teeth grit, she hisses out the rest of that sentence in mushed sounds. Alright. So maybe getting shot did suck.

And maybe Eden is right: strangers are dangerous out here. Love thy neighbor doesn't apply in a wasteland where everyone takes what they can get.

"If I were him, I'd hunker down with all of my stuff." Echo's tongue clicks, her blue eyes blinking up to her companion. "It's a shame he was really mean, because I would've traded with him in a fair and just manner where all three of us came out with comparable rations." Her brows raise. "Now I just want his whole pile, including his hat for shooting me in the first place."

@galaeus; ❛ Son of a bitch shot me. You believe that? ❜ (eden!)

she’s said it time and time again, to no one in particular or anyone that would listen; the surface was no place for vault dwellers. it was lawless, nothing like the rules of the vaults she’s heard about, the royalty of apocalyptic hell—    that’s what they were considered back at the sanctuary. running into one? that had never been on her bucket list of things to do while trying to find her own place in this hellscape of a world.

Sure, there were times where she’d wonder what life would have been if the bombs had never dropped across the world, how much better? life would be for everyone—    it was a pipe dream in itself. 

the roll of her eyes that followed Echo’s words only proved that vault dwellers should stay in their vaults. “you’re lucky that’s all he did to you, hold still already.” from her pack she pulls out some bandages while examining the wound. “through and through— you’ll live… for now anyway.” using some antiseptic, the wound was cleaned before being wrapped in clean bandages. lucky enough for echo, the wraps were at least clean. 

in a world like this, you didn’t want to get an infection of any kind, sometimes it wasn’t a good thing.  

“you can’t go around walking up to random strangers out here. stranger danger is a real thing. he was hoarding supplies—     through the window you could see the crates. Pre-war.“ that was supplies they and everyone else could use. eden was forming an idea in mind.  “   he has what we need, we know he has a weapon,  judging by the hole in your arm, 10mm.  we either wait until he leaves… or we take him by surprise.  “either option was fine with her, the food alone could last the pair of them a couple of weeks if they rationed it properly, they could sell the rest for caps or trade for ammo. “  take your pick. “

#v; fallout #this is already anarchy and i love it sm #i'm so sorry eden #klasteris

[galaeus]

This journey has effectively gone sideways. What started as getting totally lost transformed into a surprise duo investigation. (Yay!) Yet the longer they make through way through the sewers, this stranger's condition seems to dissolve worse and worse. (Not yay!) Every passing minute, Echo finds herself assessing the other girl, expecting her to tap out. She doesn't.

Even when they've arguably found a good place to hide for the time being, she's planning six steps ahead. Echo hasn't even had a chance to tell her they're cut from the same cloth -- vault dwellers, a rare breed on the surface. She already knows how to use a pipboy intimately, but she didn't know how to say it at the time.

(Hell, hers is just inside her backpack, hidden in the hopes that no one would raid the damn thing off of her arm.)

"I know you might want to hear it? But we have to slow down," Echo finally pipes up, crouching in front of Lucy with her pipboy-clad forearm draped over her knee. "If those jerks find us, then I'll handle it, but... just give me permission to help. Alright? I..."

Damn it. She was going to save her stimpack for herself, but Echo can see the weariness in Lucy's face. "I can fix it. Sort of."

@galaeus [ CONCEAL ] our muses haven’t had time to slow down so receiver has been hiding a serious injury which sender finally uncovers. (lucy)

Lucy almost can't take it anymore, but she grits her teeth and refuses to slow down. It's still not safe, but safer, with a robust door behind them, when she chooses to sit on one of the big crates against the wall.

"Could you check if there is a switch there? I need to catch my breath..." She needs a stimpack, her leg has been bleeding for too long, especially because she hasn't allowed herself to limp. But they were surrounded earlier and Echo needed to focus on the road. She has given Echo her pipboy too, already programmed to hack, this way even if she passes out they'll be fine. Probably. Maybe. "I think... I think we could probably get the security robot to help us, if the terminal in the other room still works..." her voice is growing smaller, and she rests her head against the wall behind her, wondering if she can't get a little sleep first instead.

#this was perfect!! thank u so much! #i'm totally about the idea you've put down #also enjoy the idea that lucy doesn't know she's from a vault too! it's so spicy #v; fallout #savingthrcw

[galaeus]

The cogs in her head turn, churning the hidden meanings behind his words. It was no secret that the Harkonnen were infesting this place. The longer she stayed, the more their influence took over everything: the markets, the deals, the outcomes.

Today was a different kind of fight. Echo couldn't quite place her finger on the why, but now the path is clear: they wanted to show that they have warriors on this planet worthy of royal blades.

To entice. To entertain.

Her movements pause altogether, eyes connecting to his face.

Downplay. Downsize. It's always been her method of success. Time and time again, people will forget how much blood her hands have spilled.

"There are far more impressive fighters they'll show off in the upcoming matches. I'm merely an appetizer to what Contraxia has to offer, Harkonnen."

His mouth crawls up spidery. What's that in yours?

Recognition. Of course you do.

The na-Baron inclines his brow askance. To They. ❛ Your handlers hope so. ❜

Smooth as rock. He moves like something cleaner, when he steps. The bloodlet sky has his face incised, whiter than all his hard materials.

❛ They want to impress. They want me looking . . . where they want me looking. ❜

Tut tut. Contraxia's got coin in all the barbarian ways. They should know better about what interests a Harkonnen. It's whatever you've got hidden in the deeper pockets.

Where's she, in their records. What would he find. Claimed, Escaped, Reclaimed. Give or take. Take more.

❛ It looked like they singled you out. ❜

#v; dune #nightmarefuele #she's humble u know? SLDJFKLSDF

[galaeus]

She hums, a noncommittal sound at his response. Of course he has a name, but she'd flunk out of the academy if she earnestly attempted to remember it. Checker? Something with a ch-sound. Their instructor only said it a dozen times, which was where this idea derived from in the first place.

"It depends?" she repeats, eyes dropping at the large sum of books in his arms. "To the point. I like that."

Especially because there were only so many times she could pedal around conversations pertaining to the weather or weekend. Socializing at the academy was, at the end of the day, exhausting.

"You're the one with the highest marks in our class. I have a proposition for-- you're not going to drop those books, are you?"

The single word is a dagger straight into his spine and Pavel pauses mid-stride, shuffling the stack of physical books around in his hands to balance their weight. The equations he had been puzzling out behind his eyes evaporate and disappear, and it's with a slight frown that he adjusts his own stance to keep from falling over, needlessly embarrassing himself in front of his peers.

"I have a name," he says after a moment, assessing her stiff posture and clearly displeased tone.

He has a bad feeling about this.

"Ah—yes. A little. It depends. What do you want?"

#ensnchekov #v; starfleet #we're already off to a failure and disaster SKDJFKSDF

[galaeus]

nine people i'd like to get to know better

last song i listened to: good luck, babe! / chappell roan currently watching: my hero academia & dragonball z spicy/savory/sweet: sweet ! relationship status: partner of 7yrs current obsession(s): fallout ! just finished the series, downloaded 3/4/new vegas in a frenzy, and now i'm knee-deep in that universe. i'm also back in my strength training grind with summertime fine 3.0 & i can't stop listening to ttpd (like a large chunk of society rn)

tagged by: @halofcrged thank uuu my dearest!

tagging: @fasciinating @he1msman @mutiineer @ensnchekov @paramounticebound & anyone else who wants to !

#dash games #ooc

[galaeus]

OOPS! ALL ANGST! PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

when were you going to tell me the truth?

so you're telling me everything has been a lie.

i never should have trusted you.

you've done nothing but lie.

i had to make you believe me in order to get you to come.

there's nothing you can do for me now.

go! i'll fight them off! get to safety!

i'm done with this place.

we were never meant to be together.

there's nothing you can say to convince me otherwise.

i put my faith in you, and this is how you repay me?

you should have known better than to trust me.

is that all this is? a ploy? a game? is that what i am to you?

you've been playing with my heart this whole time.

was any of it real?

i'm never coming back here again.

i have a message from your father.

you were a waste of my time.

so that's it then? you're leaving?

we always knew this was a one way trip.

it's been an honor serving with you.

how long have you known?

did you ever love me? i mean really love me?

they made me a better offer.

it's not my fault you fell in love.

i need you to promise me you'll do everything in your power to fight.

what are you talking about? i'm not leaving you here!

there's nothing we can do now.

it's useless to try and fight.

i always thought there was more to you. turns out i was wrong.

you betrayed me for nothing.

you made me a promise.

it's no use. i've tried everything.

i can't believe you fell for that.

everything you've ever known is a lie.

do you want to hear what really happened?

i should have told you this a long time ago.

you're going to want to sit down for this.

i'm not sure you're ready for the honest truth.

i have a message from your mother.

get out of my house!

i'm never speaking to you again.

i'm not going to repeat myself.

i told you to never contact me again.

i warned you this would happen.

you're really good at fucking things up.

don't worry. you'll never hear from me again.

you were wrong about everything.

you already missed your chance.

i never asked for much.

i've loved you since the day we met.

i don't want you to be here when it happens.

you're such a disappointment.

i can't go on without you.

you have ruined my life!

we should run.

#memes #q