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tw// mentions of violence, injury detail, stabbing mentions, fairly negative thoughts
[ rue reappears on the floor of cal's apartment, between the coffee table and the couch, breathing heavily. she sits still for a minute, taking in her surroundings. the laptop still lies open on the table, a comb beside it, a clock is ticking somewhere in the apartment and her hoodie is on the couch behind her. she fiddles with the ripped fabric of her shirt, checking to see if there was any wound where she was stabbed but there was nothing but a thin, white line where the knife had been embedded. ]
[ rue reaches behind her shakily, pulling her hoodie off of the couch and over her head so that she doesn't have to look at her blood-stained top. she feels something sting against her neck as she pulls it on but can't see what it is when she looks down. rue runs her finger along the area softly, feeling a scab forming over the skin where the knife had been pressed. ]
[ she's completely drained. all she wants is to sleep. but she could barely sleep before today, never mind now. rue pulls her knees up to her chest, trying to stop thinking, even for a second. she doesn't think she'll ever be able to speak to ethan again without seeing wiley behind his eyes, even if he isn't there. she's not sure if she'll be able to close her eyes without seeing the knife, or the basement, or tony, or the farmhouse, or his hand on her throat, or- ]
[ rue squeezes her eyes shut, tight before she opens them again. she doesn't want to think about that. the pain had been insurmountable and she hadn't been able to scream. she didn't even know if she could talk, now. but even if she could, rue isn't sure she'd want to. ]
[ she has to stay awake. she catches a look of her reflection in the black screen of the laptop. she looks like shit. her hair is matted and disheveled, bruising starting to develop on her neck where 'ethan' had held it. the scab on her neck wasn't as noticeable as she thought but the sigil on her forehead has scabbed too, much more obviously. she reaches up, her fingers tracing the symbol, remembering the knife again. ]
[ rue pulls her hand back down, fiddling with hair, trying in vain not to think about... anything, really. she notices the comb beside the laptop again. she's not going to sleep anyway. rue picks up the comb and starts sectioning her hair, slowly and carefully. braiding was usually relaxing, and when it wasn't, it was a good distraction. the repetitive, methodical movement of separating and weaving her hair took enough concentration that her mind wasn't likely to wander, not until she was finished anyway. ]
[ usually she braids with music, or on facetime, or watching true crime. tonight, she braids with the soft clicking of a clock behind her. ]
( ooc - feel free to interact in any way that works !! )
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veronica-lawson-phd · 11 hours
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[ The air chilly near Beanies, the ghost rummages through his pockets as he stands outside. A disembodied voice seems to be muttering polish to themself, the sound quiet yet if close enough you could hear it. A raspy, masculine but squeaky voice cuts through the silence of the dead streets. Though what he says is confusing to someone who doesn’t speak the same language, he mumbles something about someone named Cal. ]
- @pete-spankoffski
[Lawson plans on stopping by Beanies for a cup of tea before finishing her grocery run. She is used to seeing hallucinations out and about, but she has recently realized that those hallucinations might not be as fake as she assumed and after hearing the word Cal she had a pretty good guess as to who this may be]
Um... Excuse me are you by any chance Pete?
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aballadofmisery · 20 hours
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As much as I admire the work of Professor Henry Hidgens…’football but for girls’ is utterly ridiculous.
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spiralsandd3lusi0n · 2 days
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T'noy Karaxis has a kid?
@watcher-world-maxie
He does! Why are you so surprised?
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[She's standing outside beanie's, waiting for Micheal to eventually meet up with her. She looked around, scanning the crowd.]
( @char-sweetly )
(ooc: feel free to answer this whenever, no pressure!!) ((also, sorry i hadnt sent this earlier, i've been really busy with my conformation😭😭))
[Michael came after a few minutes, waving at her]
Hey!
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[Yet another text from Charlotte makes his screen light up.]
"Hey! I left Sam and now I don't really know where to go. Would you mind if I came over for a little bit?☺️🫶"
( @char-sweetly )
[ ted barely has to think about his response, ]
sure. u can take my bed 👍👍
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Um, hey Gabriel... What's up?
[Andrew is very bad at interacting with others when he's not in his Dr. Lie persona, or at least he's bad at starting interactions]
- @alt-andrew-black
Hello, I'm alright
How are you?
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scal-lords-in-black · 2 months
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[Tinky is sitting in his part of The Black, looking at his pocket watch quietly, something is clearly bothering him, he curls up a bit, hugging his knees]
Stupid feelings...
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eye-related-pun · 3 months
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The Bosses are whipping me with a Belt and saying "Dance Jester Boy Dance!!" but I'm still thrivin' Lookin' Sexy, Yessirr <33
Feel free to hmu if you see me at work (I would literally rather do ANYTHING else, but don't tell my Boss that, he has a temper.)
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Cal does what they do nearly every morning: take a stroll through the Witchwood. It's a nice way to recharge away from the buzzing of technology. This time though, they notice a strange lump on the ground with yellow hair sticking out.
-@calaverage
[ tinkys snoring decently loud, bent into an odd sleeping position. he looks incredibly odd. ]
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space-ace-spence · 4 days
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[ Pete quietly shuffles behind a wide object, wanting to mess with Spence a bit. Two puppets lift in the air, visible to Spencer. ]
- @pete-spankoffski
[Spence tilts his head to the side, confused, his eyes more golden than usual]
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[ Pete phases through the wall into Cal’s apartment, tossing around a ball slowly. He puts it away and turns to Rue. ]
I was looking all around for you, i—
- @pete-spankoffski
[ rue jolts as he enters, letting go of the braid she was finishing. ]
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Early in the morning, Lawson gets a phone call.
-@calaverage
[Lawson flips her phone open and answers, not even fully out of bed yet from her late night of journaling]
Hello?
@calaverage
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[Well, damn it, it seems an ominus sounding theatre troupe is their last hope. Even if he has to get onstage and sing, maybe whoever runs this can help]
Can I knock?
[Ted inhales deeply, then nods]
[Rose knocks on the door with her little hand]
Another one? Damn…
[Hidgens picks up his shotgun and stands near the door.]
Who is it?
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spiralsandd3lusi0n · 3 months
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I’m bored, are there any humans here that want to hallucinate? Please!
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[ ding! message from ted! ]
heyyyyy mikey
so you know how you bake and shit???
well its my brothers birthday coming up and i wanna make him a death star cake?
its not gonna be that big
but i kinda need a hand with the whole baking process and shit
only if ur free tho lol
@theodore-spankoffski
[Michael smiled when he got the message]
Oh yeah, I can definitely help with that! What flavor? I can get the ingredients and you can come by later?
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