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LONG LIVE THE QUEEN.
independent human t-rex from the Jurassic Park franchise.
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❝ i win, what’s my prize ? ❞
#find me @ here probably#dont know why i'm even bothering to reblog this#maybe i'm being friendly#'heads up I'm not going to be here until I feel like coming here'#'catch me on my popular blog k T H X'#nah but srsly i've got muse for her#so I'm taking advantage of it#YOU LIKE THE FONT I JUST GOT FROM THE FONT FINDING PLACE#THE CURSIVE SQUIGLY ONE#I HAD TO REDOWNLOAD ALL MY FONTS#which I didn't do because I'm lazy#but I found this one and was like EH I like this let's do this#and then I made this#and BOOM
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Send me a ✧ and I'll introduce you to one of all the muses I ever had.
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kinda iffy about my new icon PSD
it seems a bit... washed out?
what do you think?
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“What are you doing? No, stop!”
“Is that blood!? Oh god.”
“What are you doing down here by yourself?”
“Where did these cuts come from?”
“There is a bullet in your arm! We need to get you to a hospital!”
“Oh my god. Wake up. Please wake up.”
“Hey, are you okay?”
“You know, you should have said something! You’re lucky I was here.”
“Oh god, you just almost died!”
“Look out!”
“Here, take my hand. Everything’s fine. Just hold on to me and keep moving.”
“Don’t look down.”
“Take my hand!”
“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”
“What the hell happened to you!?”
“Hold still. It hurts worse if you move.”
“You idiot! What do you think you were doing out there!?”
“Don’t move.”
“Oh Jesus. It sliced right across your face. No wonder you can’t see.”
“Hold on. What’s the matter with your leg?”
“You’re lucky to be alive right now.”
“Oh, god. I didn’t sign up for this. _______, I’m not a doctor!”
“I thought you were dead.”
“We are going to die.”
“Run!”
“Can you stand? Are you okay? Are you even conscious?”
“You need to get up right now. Can you do that?”
“You’ve got a blood stain on the back of your shirt, and I really hope it’s not yours.”
“My god, I thought you said you could swim! What you did right there is called drowning!”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt!?”
angsty rp starters
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I gain way too much enjoyment from writing torture or pain of any kind
#i mean#i know something's wrong with me#I've always known#but it's just#it's kind of concerning#[ ; the queen is speaking ]
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"What have they done to you?"
My muse is being held hostage and is being experimented on. Send me “What have they done to you?” for my muse’s response to yours finding them shackled and chained in a small room. | status: accepting
the brunette heard the familiar voice echo through her small cell, her eyes opening immediately and trying to focus on where it came from, despite this task only furthering the weakness she already felt herself succumbing to.
“----Cl... Claire?” she croaked, finding it hard to even open her mouth to speak. She tried in vain to move her arm, the pain that had become a familiar friend of hers increasing dramatically with even the slightest of movements -- the rattling of chains that halted her movements serving asanother unneeded reminder of her captivity.
She wasn’t sure how long she had been here -- or even why she was here.. just that since her unfortunate arrival -- her entire world had since dwindled down to nothing but PAIN.
relief flooded through her, though, as she slowly came to the conclusionthat this wasn’t a cruel trick of her imagination. and as agonizing as it was to even think about moving the muscles of her face -- a small smile appeared on her lips as she succumbed to the darkness, holding onto the hope that when she awoke again -- she would find herself somewhere much better than this damned hellhole.
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help me pick a new PSD?
a
b
or c?
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okay well I’m pretty much dying of exhaustion
so I’m going to head to bed.
peace out bitches
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My muse is being held hostage and is being experimented on. Send me “What have they done to you?” for my muse’s response to yours finding them shackled and chained in a small room.
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raptorintern replied to your post “I need tragic give me tragic.”
you called?
so... does that mean you wanna tragic?
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I need tragic
give me tragic.
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seriously contemplating making a new theme for myself that doesn’t look atrocious on my new laptop considering the gargantuan screen I’m now sporting.
#[ ; the queen is speaking ]#aaaaaand by seriously considering#i mean i've already committed to the project in my head#and i'm doing it now#okay#great talk
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that shitty feeling when you spend lots of time on
custom starters for people... and they never
answer.
or you put a lot of thought into a reply.. and they
never answer. or you...
I think you get the point. when people aren’t
blatantly ignoring my existence on this blog,
they’re ignoring me in a more passive way. either
way -- it’s annoying as fuck.
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“when I was in the jungle, I made all the rules.” she mused, his insults starting to get a rise out of her. “and I might have spent most of my life as a savage beast who’d charge at anything as long as it was accompanied by a pretty red flare -- but I’m not stupid.” there were a few kinks to work out -- but mostly she was a fully functioning human at this point. although the freaking out when she saw a flare thing.. she was still working on it.
“I’m a lab-made prehistoric predator who was inexplicably turned into an admittedly.. very attractive human woman.” she shrugged. “I’ve told you before, it doesn’t sound that bad to me. but I used to be a DINOSAUR, so..” she crossed her arms, getting overly defensive. “what, a girl can’t enjoy a nice vacation every once and a while?” even though that girl was flat broke with a strong dislike of large bodies of water.
“did you - read that off of a pamphlet? i mean, did someone write that out for you? they should put that on a collar for you. that’s actually very touching, and i feel the utmost empathy for you. however, there are rules in the jungle…and the ocean and the city and everywhere else. you start getting in the way of my meals, and we have a problem, don’t we?”
at last, he broke, a deep chuckle emitted from his lips as he crossed his arms over his chest. “you are - something else, aren’t you? you sunk a cruise ship because they ate all of the steak. do you know how that sounds?” about as logical as slaughtering an entire diner for looking at you funny, big guy… “well, alright, fine. the jury will acquit you. nonetheless, i’m curious. what were you doing on that boat in the first place?”
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❝ I’M P I N K NOW.
how disgusting. ❞
#[ &. SELF PROMO ]#this goes along with the theme for tonight: not serious at all#because sometimes ya just need to sit back#relax#and watch as your muse tries to explain her way out of sinking a cruise ship because she was denied steak
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“look ---- I’m new to this whole.... human... law abiding morality thing. for most of my life, if I saw something I wanted to take -- I took it. and if someone else had that thing -- I killed them, and then I took it. the same rules apply now. and even though a lot of the time I was just eating goats whole for tourists -- I’m a predator at heart. a cold, heartless, savage, impulsive PREDATOR.”
“throwing in human things like compassion and a conscience only does so much to stop that side of me from coming out and, say... slaughtering an entire cruise ship of people because they took something I really, really wanted.” Rexie furrowed her brow, once again giving the man the same look as before -- like he was absolutely insane. “HELP? is that a joke?” she asked, seriously. “I work alone. without help. help is for people who are weak and can’t help themselves. and I’m not weak.” did he.... just.. insult her? “atrocious? a bit harsh. and that’s ridiculous. why in the world would I owe you?”
“that is not what i meant.” this was not a conversation even he’s been subjected to, and it was difficult to be resourceful when the claim was something so outlandish. “justice? you call triple-digit murders justice? for some steak? you could have gone fishing for all i care. the fact of the matter is that…” coming from this guy, it’s almost comical, right? he ATE PEOPLE for a living…
in fact, this whole argument was due to selfish matters. she WASTED over two hundred meals in the span of an hour. s h a m e. “there were other ways to go about this. perhaps ask for help. we could have killed THREE birds with one stone. do you know why i don’t indulge in dead man’s blood? it’s atrocious. just like YOU. in fact, i’d like to think that you OWE me.”
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