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fckalysia:

“im so tired,” the brunette murmured. she was laying on her bed with her door open, talking to no one in particular. “someone kill me,” she sighed, rolling onto her stomach.

“GLADLY,” the words came from the redhead who was leaning against the open door frame, curious to see who spoke of death due to exhaustion. ro had been out the past couple of days, finding a lack of energy in introducing herself to the new contestants but alas, she had to do it some day. 

she had to the pass by the open bedroom to get to hers. with boxing gloves slung over her shoulders, and her hair pulled upwards into a ponytail that’s been through some challenges, one could assume she was returning home from the gym. “how would you like me to do it?” she continued, not letting the words go.

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judehd:

!! starter for @vcrxnas

the truth of the matter was, jude had decided upon the person she was going to give her date card to that week the moment she laid eyes on verona, even before they’d spoken a word to each other. there had been no second-guessing, no hesitation at all, when she asked verona out, fairly confident that the redhead would say yes. perhaps she was jumping the gun a little here, but she had felt something that day, not something as banal as love at first sight, but a spark, a possibility. there was an electricity that fizzled between them that was hard to ignore, not that jude was trying to hard to look the other way anyway.

she was sitting on the edge of her bed, applying sunscreen when her gaze caught on her own reflection in the mirror across the room. having planned a day that involved a long car ride and physical activity, she was dressed down, a loose blouse falling over dark leggings. she wondered if maybe she should’ve sent a memo to dress comfortably, but after seeing that ro’s ‘traveling outfit’ on the day she arrived consisted of leather and heeled boots, jude had a feeling that ro’s idea of comfortable clothing might be different from hers. even so, she wasn’t conscious about looking underdressed, not when her ass looked like that in the leggings.

capping the sunscreen, she tossed it back onto her dresser and then headed out–– not before blowing a kiss at her own reflection though, just to psych herself up a little. already, she felt a tingle at the base of her spine, something between nervousness and excitement. the walk down the hallway barely took any time, and soon she was knocking on ro’s door. “ ready to ride off into the sunset with me? ” she teased as soon as the door opened to reveal her date, amusement at her own inside joke showing plainly on her face.

was there a sense of surprise that came with the asking of the date? perhaps there was but it didn’t come from a bewilderment of who asked her out. in modern sense, ro believed it came out of a mere curiosity -- there was no room for romance whatsoever in-between their words. to ro, the two had a contract and that was all there was between them. and she didn’t care. after all, money, money money.

the only surprise that came with the date was the fact someone didn’t try to fight for it. literally. back home, she was infamous for telling those that asked her out on dates to fight her in the ring. they win, she’ll gave. -- she didn’t go on many dates.

while the spitfire did not know of the details, that is where they were going nor the proper etiquette that revolved around said date, she felt jude was more than prepared. that came with the rumors that floated the resort with her date’s as they say ... playful nature. her heart felt a tug. jealousy? over another woman? no. over those she had a slight affection too... however. she felt her white teeth sink themselves down into the crimson colours. 

she turned her head to the vanity with a large mirror -- great for the narcissists, as she would say. her eyes met her reflection in the mirror. ro has “sharp teeth inside her mouth, inside her dark red lips. and lacquer slickly hides the claws in her red fingertips.” that was who she was. this whole jealousy emotion was a waste of time. an irritation.

the zip of the heels was covered by the knocking of the door. she wasn’t quite sure of what to wear but alas, she was in her room. if she had to change, she could.  “only if it lights me on fire, ” verona effused, leaning against the door frame. “so where you taking me today, babe. i’ll tell you this now, i’m not one for movies.”

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i’m still sick tbh but you’ll see me probably later tonight! i feel a lot better than yesterday so,,

#outofcaels

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tfw i caught a cold and i just can’t think right now so i’ll get to replies when my head doesnt feel like its on fire

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you and me, we could rule the world. go on a date with me?

i guess i can’t say no, can i? it’s a date.

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kcnncdytf:

WATCHING the encounter bemusedly from a seat toward the edge of the room, cerulean shades take in the blazing redhead who had pretty much sent the bellboy into untimely heart failure. in though it was not difficult to see why. the other held herself with an unbridled confidence, as though she was sure she could take on any other person in the room and win. that was new. that was intriguing. with her bandages the impact was amplified and kennedy found it difficult to look away from the noticeable one on her cheek. how had she gotten it? kennedy wondered idly. the girl. oh, the fresh debut was a rebel. and damn attractive. this could be entertaining.

ascending from her seat, high heels reverberate off the floor, curiosity painting the blonde’s expression. ❛ someone just gave him the perfect material to put in his spank bank later. ❜ a smile ghosts the edges of her lips, eyes flickering down to the red treat in the other’s mouth. ❛ CHERRY? i’m disappointed. you’d think a pretty girl like you would have better taste than that. ❜

THE SLOW geiger-counter clicks of high heels reverberated through the room but with only one of ro’s ear in perfectly mint condition, she was unable to locate the source until a rather attractive, needless to say BOLD, woman gave cues of a euphemism. ro could already tell she’d like her -- they had a similar AURA after all. “honestly, i’m honored to know that someone found such source material from a few words. didn’t think i’d be so powerful. aw, humans, they take whatever they can get, wouldn’t you agree?” her gaze settled on the check-in counter where the bellboy had escaped to before giving her attention to the blonde.

“oh, actually. it’s not CHERRY, darling. it’s the flavor of ‘not giving a fuck.’ it’s quite hard to describe the flavor.” ro’s tongue wrestled with the lollipop, one could see as the stick almost rattled in her mouth. “i would certainly let you have a taste but alas, i’m a bit PROTECTIVE of my belongings.”

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nicvlcs:

“unfortunately not,” nicolas informed her, pretending to shake his head gravely. the girl was clearly not being serious, so he decided to play along for the fun of it. “i know right? i thought i saw a pretty good looking producer ‘round here the other day. couldn’t have been older than 27. bummer.” he shrugged, but could only hold his laugh back for seconds. though he did feel slightly intimidated by the girl, it wasn’t exactly enough for him to stop with his, well. nonsense. “i can probably do it in seven, i mean, if you haven’t already noticed, i talk kinda fast. hell, you’ll be well and truly annoyed in four.“ nothing to lose with being honest, nicolas figured the redhead had way more to worry about than a rambling boy in front of her. he shook her hand, a thoughtful look on his face. “right, lucifer, what brings you to havana? i’m sure it’s not their healthcare systems, no?” he nodded at her battered knuckles. “i’d offer to do something about that, but something tells me you don’t actually need it.” though it was almost hard to believe the girl wouldn’t bite, there was something in her demeanour that made him think that, as unlikely as it was on paper ( and truth be told he was still kinda scared ), the two of them could be good friends.

“AW, MAN. you missed your shot. if you had just gone up and dangled an oath of some love and affection, you’d most definitely already have that producer wrapped around those fingers of yours.” ro had to admit that the man was amusing, that something about him made conversation easy. she also appreciated anyone that could catch on to her jokes, most people taking what she said far too seriously -- but alas, who’s to blame for that? “four? well then, friend, you’ve got approximately a minute and twenty-two seconds before i find you completely and utterly annoying. you’d better work faster there, brother,” she discovered, her fingers tapping the glass of her watch. one could even heard the jeopardy music in their head. “money,” ro bluntly proclaimed with very little change in expression. “but i guess the healthcare system would be a close second.” at his response to her hands, she lifted them into the air, analyzing the place where the skin pulled together in efforts to heal the wounds. “you’re right. these are nothing,” she yawned, “just let the air do its job. no point in fixing them because they’ll come right back in a matter of time.” while verona’s sister had explicitly told her to avoid any form of fighting on a tv show, ro very seldom followed anyone’s advice.

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wtfjt:

his eyebrows knitted together, an amused smirk on his smile, “good one, but i’m pretty sure you don’t shave your facial hair like i do? unless you have beard then who am i to judge,” he put his hands up in mock surrender, obviously still teasing the girl. there was a very distinct edge to her, and jt was most definitely intrigued and the fact that she clearly despised every word that was coming out of his mouth. though he didn’t understand why she was so annoyed, it still didn’t stop him from continuing. “head and shoulders actually. i know, just figured i’d do you the favor, just incase you’re awake at night thinking what brand of shampoo even smells like that, and now you know, so you’re welcome.” he chuckled. “of course, it wasn’t going to be easy. you do know i could just ask someone in production, right? but eh, i can’t speak for my fans, but as for people in this house, i’m sure none of them even have cyanide on them, so you’re good, plus if you’re really worried i’ll protect you.” he joked. he could already tell that a girl with such bravado and bandages, could handle herself in any situation, he was just highly aware a statement like that would anger her. “alright, well, i figure a girl like you would most definitely enjoy pushing me in the pool like other girls have before. but eh, you seem like the competitive type, and i think you’ll enjoy trying to beat me at ping pong just a bit more.”

“OH NO, you’d be surprised at how well i can grow a beard,” she suggested, the words accompanied by a condescending smile and a muttering disagreement. ro knew well that the man was playing around with her, clearly finding some form of merriment by teasing methods. if she had known better, she’d let the man get the best of her, but ro dealt with numerous different personalities in the ring and it didn’t take long for them to shut up. come what may though, she’d play the game for a little while longer. the corona would act as some sort of sacrificial appeasement for now. 

“oh, wow, what a great brand. thanks for telling me so early on what type of shampoo you use so i don’t wake up in the middle of the night yearning for the smell of sour green apple. -- then go ask someone in production, if you’d like. in that case, i’ll just take my leave now.” a smirk elongated on her face at her words, it was as if she was playing a game of chess. “wow, you’d protect me? how SWEET,” ro overstated with arched eyebrows. “then you’d be willing to drink poison for me, yes? oh, i’m sure i could find some form of it here. you know, black markets are everywhere. thank you for taking one for the team, you’re such a SWEETHEART. 

“-- i’d rather not be one in the dozen so fine, i’ll bite for ping pong. i never say no to challenges. now, now, what should i get if i win? ” she announced with conviction, fingers drumming the side of her cheek. 

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missarahlewis:

‘it’s that bad here? i mean, finding love is pretty useless, but i like the scenery. and the food,’ she said with a smile and shrug. ‘alright. nice to meet you, lucifer. i’m sarah.’ a clear indication the red head was not the timid type. she wondered if lucifer was a good name for girls, but it would probably work.

“I MEAN IT’S NICE, SURE, but i’m already fucking bored. once you stay here for a few days, all you have is to do the same thing. it’s a rinse and repeat and it isn’t EXCITING. back home, i have like some shit to do and everything isn’t the god damn same. at this point i’ll be throwing myself into a tank full of sharks to get some time of amusement. maybe piranhas for all i care. whichever is more easily accessible.” ro growned, hands running through her hair. “ah, lucifer just has such a nice ring to it, wouldn’t you agree? --- now don’t worry, i’m no satanist. or some voodoo witch, though the latter would be rather amusing to have under my belt. --- in any case, are you excited for the whole mumbo jumbo date card shit that’s about to go down? i think i’ll take a bottle of rum on a date, personally.”

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judehd:

when the comment about the lion’s cage was made, jude couldn’t help but chuckle lowly–– not because she disagreed, but because even knowing so wasn’t enough to stop her from possibly making the worst decision of her life. bad decisions were pretty much a recurring theme in her life after all, especially when it came to romance. “ oh i know, ” she confirmed easily, “ but maybe i enjoy the danger. ” her heart was still pounding, adrenaline flooding her veins at the redhead’s proximity. jude felt a shudder pass through her body at the woman’s proclamation. love, i’m far worse. the words echoed in her mind, and truth be told it was making her feel a little dizzy, but in the best way.

“ verbal agreements are binding, beautiful. all you have to do is say yes. ” and then she was being pulled ever closer, which hardly seemed possible considering how close they’d been standing in the first place, but suddenly there was barely a hair’s breadth of distance between them and jude all but forgot how to breathe. the irony of the situation wasn’t missed –– usually she was the one in this stranger’s place, dangling the promise of a kiss in front of whoever it was she had her sights on but never delivering. leave them wanting more and they’ll fall right into the palm of your hand. it was a trick she was familiar with, but she had never been on the receiving end of it. and fuck, it was working. despite fully knowing that she was not going to kiss her, it took considerable effort to swallow the disappointment that rushed into her lungs with her next breath as the redhead pulled away.

willing her heart to still, jude nodded. she took the first step towards the living quarters, her body moving with grace and confidence that had been hastily pulled together after the almost-kiss. just as they approached the wing where all the bedrooms were, jude pulled to a sudden stop, swivelling around to face her as-of-yet nameless companion. 

“ listen, as thrilling as that earlier… exchange was, i just want you to know that if that’s how all our future interactions are going to play out then i will literally die of cardiac arrest. ” there was a twist to her lips as she spoke, something akin to a smile but not quite. “ maybe we should slow down a little. hi, i’m jude, ” she introduced as she held out a hand, blinking when she noticed that the lollipop was still in her grip. “ i believe that’s yours. you can have it back if you want, i’m not really fond of artificial cherry. ” except maybe if it’s on your lips. the thought came unbidden, and jude almost groaned out loud. well this was going to be one hell of a ride.

HEARING THE RATHER AUDACIOUS  proclamation, i enjoy danger, impressed verona -- and that was not an emotion she felt on a normal basis. she could feel a certain sense of allure; the woman was endearing, that much ro knew. regardless, these feelings came as an inconvenience to her. was she enthralled by the woman? her heart would say yes but it would take a fifteen minute beating from her brain if it continued to feel such explicit emotions. ro would admit the brunette was captivating but she wouldn’t let herself be wrapped around the woman’s fingers.

ro’s eyes carefully analyzed the brunette’s back, watching the way her body moved elegantly up the stairs. verona couldn’t help but feel rather disappointed that the woman was able to contain such composure despite their proximity earlier on. she wanted to make her CRACK. it took an effort not to take the stranger’s hand and pull it down to let their lips lock. she wasn’t sure if she wanted the action because of the amusement which would follow or because of the electricity she felt earlier on still tingling her skin. in any case, her brain kept her in check.

a laugh escaped through ro’s lips, despite her efforts for it not to. it was most likely the first genuine smile verona showed since she got here. she’s fucking cute. she admitted, finding that ro did indeed crack some part of the girl she would come to know as jude. there are very few people in the world who’d admit that their hearts were beating rapidly due to encounters, and verona couldn’t help but find that BEGUILING. “ slow? babe, you haven’t even seen FAST yet.”

ro took the lollipop from her hands and gave the sugary sweet a slight peck, eyes locked onto jude. a symbolic meaning, perhaps. “it’s in my utmost pleasure to meet you. verona, ro, or the bitch in apartment twenty-three. choose your fighter,” she informed, her fingers pushing jude’s hair back behind her ears.

before waiting for her companion to reply, she scanned the bedroom numbers which were embossed on gold plating. finding the number which marked her stay, the staccato beat of high heel shoes echoed off of marble floors. she opened up the door, it creaking underneath its screws. the realization that verona would be stuck here for a grand amount of time hit her fast. AND SHE DID NOT LIKE IT.  “i prefer hell over this but hey, at least i got YOU.”

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missarahlewis:

‘perhaps,’ she replied with a smile. ‘or maybe it’s just a symbol for my love of tea. tea is great company. you don’t need to worry if it will like you back.’ sarah didn’t recall seeing her before. ‘you’re new here, right? i haven’t seen you around.’

“I LIKE TEA as long as its long island ice tea,” the redhead said with a shrug, knowing full well that it wasn’t even considered a tea. regardless, the only tea ro would ever drink is if it contained fifty packs of sugar; other than that, it just tasted like bitter water to her. “yep,” she affirmed, brushing her hands through her hair, “and i already want to leave. name’s ro, by the way, but you can call me lucifer too.”

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eionxsus:

his luggage ( along with the shirt he figured he’d not have to wear anymore until leaving the show again ) had carelessly been thrown into his hotel room, left behind as brand took an immediate turn for paradise’s outside bar. the only possible way to celebrate his arrival was with a few drinks —— which needless to say, would be an utter shame to drink alone. brand’s eyes wandered along the pool, soon spotting some other contestant who looked interesting enough. without a hint of hesitation, he approached them and sat down across from them. “ YOU and i are going to play a little INTRODUCTIONAIRY GAME, “ he announced in his best golden announcer voice and already set three to the brim filled shot-glasses in front of the stranger. a wide mischievous smile spread over his lips and he gestured towards the drinks. “ have a guess !! tell me what each one of them is. extra points if you can guess them in the right order. “ first brandy, then jack daniels and for a smooth ending captain morgan. obviously.

RO HAD FELT the necessity to be ALONE. the amount of conversations and people she had met within the span of a few days was more than a little tiring for the redhead. a little sun bathing wouldn’t hurt as long as there were no satanic spawn called children thrashing about in the chlorine filled waters. 

nonetheless, one look at the woman could tell that she was not meant to be bothered -- sunglasses tinted pink, the handmaid’s tale opened on her stomach (seemingly almost finished, as there were a lack of pages on the right hand side). not only that, while the bandages on her cheek and leg that she initially came into the resort with were no longer present, one could see the hues of blue and purples peeking through the sunglasses and grasping at her knees. so one can assume that when a STRANGER came up to her, with this more than happy sense of jubilation in his voice, verona wasn’t happy. she turned her head, not taking the effort to lift up her sunglasses. with elegant movements, she took each glass in succession and had the ethanol pour down her throat, lighting heat within her. her face didn’t crack. she turned her head back to the book, “brandy. jack daniels. captain morgan rum. thanks for the free drinks.” 

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i’d love to start some threads with my new bb ro, so if anyone is interested, just like this post and we can discuss something!!

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wtfjt:

“alright, alright, you got me there. but you really did scare the boy, though i’m guess that’s a normal interaction for you.” he joked. “i figured they weren’t, especially that one on your cheek, which is the last place i’d assume a female razor would be.” he smiled at the other girl, quite intrigued, as she walked closer to him, her face inches away from his, he shrugged, “i’m curious, sure.” his smile easily turned into a full on grin, not even stopping her from taking his drink, he crossed his arms, and looked at her, an amused look on his face. he chuckled, “you’re funny. and i’ll have you know my head is very clean, just washed it this morning. smells like green apples if you’re curious. but no problem, it’s all yours.” he took a confident step towards her, “so what’s your name? you know, so i can dream about it at night, and draw little hearts around it in my notebook,” he teased.

  RO ROLLED HER eyes at the comment, finding herself not wanting to waste the energy to retort back. even if she had, what was she to say? he wasn’t wrong. “i never knew razors had genders,” she remarked, her eyebrows arching in a sort of contemplative nature. there was something about the man that didn’t sit well with her. maybe its perhaps because he didn’t FEAR her and that was just a whole weird notion all together. nonetheless, the nonchalant attitude of his would definitely be his downfall, but she’d handle it for now. civil. but how long could she take it? even she didn’t know her limit. “oh, really! WOW, what do you use, pantene or a jolly rancher? --- like i actually care what your hair smells like.”  she tilted her head, a sigh leaving her lips. “i’m not sure if i should reveal my name so easily. for all i know, your fans would write it all over a voodoo doll and next thing you know, i’m gone. or someone puts cyanide in my drink. but i have to say, being dreamt of and having someone so PARTICULARLY infatuated with me,” the sarcasm was self-evident, “is rather endearing.” she put her right elbow on her left palm, her nails tapping the side of her cheek in succession. “i tell you what. you tell me something interesting to do around here and if i genuinely enjoy it, i’ll give you the honors.”

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missarahlewis:

deciding to opt out of dates this time, sarah sat in the corner of the room, watching the commotion, sipping tea quietly. she thought she’d get to know more people first before giving out date cards. she was so consumed in her thoughts that she didn’t realise another person was watching her drink her tea.

  RO HAD ARRIVED a little too late for the infamous date cards experience, but she wasn’t complaining. she was given the rundown of the past two weeks, even watching the clips of the situation which occurred, and if there was an equivalent for a human zoo gone wrong, this would be it. when settling into the area, exploring the things that could her busy and away from commotion, she witnessed a woman seemingly relaxed. if she had remembered correctly, the blonde was one of those that opted out of the dates for the week. “you seem to be having a great time with your tea,” she chimed in, “is it a symbol for all the tea you get to see from the sidelines?”

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