#indie rp

send me — ◑ —

and tell me what our muses
couples-costume would be.

send me —  SPOOKY —

for my muse to tell your muse a ghost story.

send me — ✖ —

for my muse to show up on your muse’s doorstep,
trick or treating… in costume, of course!

plot idea — HALLOWEEN EDITION! —
     _{send me — ⚠ — and i’ll write the starter}

my character and your character sneak into
the local horror house after closing. BONUS
points; turns out, it’s REAL!

¡ holiiiii, gente ! últimamente me hacen falta más roles en español por discord, ¿alguien por ahí que role por esa plataforma? dejen el like o manden im, para ser amiwis 4ever jeje

out of vicodin;;

pls feel free to respond to any of my openstarters.

“Hold on– I’m on the phone with Dairy Queen.”

“If you’re going to judge me for being at the liquor store at 9am– don’t be open at 9am!”

“Would it be too much to ask for some god damn peace and quiet? ”

Like this if you’d like a starter from my precious plant mom + hacker! It’ll probably be from your wanted plots.

“  yeah i don’t do the whole crying thing.  give me something to stab and i’ll be good in a day or two. ”

❝  do you like me?  i know you love me.  i know you care about me but.  do you like who i am?  ❞ She had to ask, because sometimes, more so now than before she wasn’t sure she even liked who she was. 

❝  you need someone.  let me be that person.  let me be what you need.  ❞

Everything in Ella wanted to immediately say no, to immediately shut down that train of thought. To let them know that they were wrong, that she didn’t need someone, she didn’t need anyone, she had been by herself for as long as she could remember. People just disappointed and used, they betrayed. 

Ella just didn’t have it in her right now though to argue, having just fought off another panic attack that could have led to a disaster with her powers. Her injuries may heal quickly, but healing them exhausted her. She had no energy left, she was starving, she was sore, everything was fuzzy, and now left raw from her emotions. So instead of replying to their comment, Ella rolled her head in their general direction and offered a glare. She hoped it read as ‘piss off’.

“why couldn’t you just be honest with me? “

“I….” Ella trailed off looking unsure what she was looking at. “Don’t think that was the right spell there….”

“Touch my spell circle one more time. One more time.” Ella said hand up, tone threatening giving it a moment before she went back to her spot on the floor, chalk meeting concrete again as she focused on writing ruins out correctly. 

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