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Nine trying to send a distress signal to any potential other survivor of the Time War. That’s not a good idea.

Inspired (a couple of months ago) by this picture made by this user on DA.

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   “What’re you gonna do, try and guess what’s in it?” he chuckled. “Well, if you like games, I’ve got one for you.”

   He pulled out a shot glass. He supposed nothing would really stop her from potentially reading the labels on the bottles he was spinning around, even if he didn’t say anything– but he started with something dark and liquid, followed by a layer of something thick and white, and topping it with what was unmistakably whipped cream.

   “This thing’s a pretty popular party shooter that’s been around for about forty years,” he explained. “Partly for its name, partly for its taste, but mostly because of how you’re made to try and drink it. If you’re not afraid of messy, I challenge you to put your hands behind your back and only use your mouth. Hope it’ll suit your sweet tooth as well as it does mine.”

Oh, well now he’d gone and poked her competitive side. A grin grew on her face. She really should have brought friends for this, but the bartender was being game enough to entertain her.

“Awright then,” she hummed, and eyed the glass. Yeah, she could do it.

Hands behind her back, Brienne bent down and wrapped her lips around the glass. This bar wasn’t known for being particularly discreet, but she hadn’t spotted any paparazzi soo.....

It took a second to make sure the glass wouldn’t fall out of her mouth, but she tipped her head back and let the contents fall towards her throat.

There was the bite of alcohol, not as bad as she was expecting. And...was that chocolate syrup? The whipped cream kind of disappeared in the assault of other liquids, but she still caught the sweetness on her tongue.

The shot glass came free with a pop in her hand. “Not bad!”

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reblog if you care about your rp partners health, mental state or worry about them if they are no online.

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Victoria Schwab, The Archived

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“What’s the difference between a poorly dressed man on a unicycle and a well-dressed man on a bicycle? Attire.”

Welp. One pun deserves another.

“I bought a new wheel from the local bike shop, but it was missing something in the middle. When I complained, they sent me straight through to their spokes-person.”

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   “ ‘Do not care’ as in it can have any name, or you don’t want me to tell you?” he chuckled. “Asking to be sure, but do you have any allergies or flavors I should keep away from?” He was assuming that he could use anything he wanted, given that she hadn’t immediately given him a list of Don’ts.

   “Gotta admit I’m almost a little disappointed they’re not real legs.” His smile fell a little. “Not because I don’t think the implications are awful. But I hear Kalosians can be pretty metal in some aspects. There’s stereotypes about eating Sliggoo, too.”

“That one’s...true. But only historically. And generally reserved for whoever wanted to chance pissing off a dragon type.” She shrugged. “If you want metal, just walk through the haunted swamp up to Laverre.”

A grin made its way onto her face. “No allergies here! I’m not particularly fond of licorice, but other than that...” She dropped her chin into her palm, shoulder on the bar top. “I’ll try anything once. Sometimes more than once.” Having one’s life completely uprooted in a night will do that to a person. “Don’t tell me what it’s made from until I’ve had my first few sips.”

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-looks at intently and grins- "Definitely a cutie." -kiss to the cheek-

❝Heh. Being called cute is very nice, actually. Thank you, Brienne!❞

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Laura McBride, We Are Called to Rise 

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   “…So, uh, do Kalosians actually eat Froakie legs?”

“Oh Gods no.” The mere thought of it made her mildly sick to her stomach. “It’s just a common name for something much more mundane. It’s fried faux-meat on a thin stick.”

Brienne settled herself down on the bar stool and sighed. “Have you got anything sweet and lethal? I absolutely do not care what it’s called.”

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Never Left Home

Mundania/ Never Left Home. Tagged: NLH'verse

The quiet story of an aspiring music artist trying to make it big, just to survive. Having never fallen through a rip in time and space to a whole new world, separated from everything she ever knew, Brienne’s story takes the path well followed.

Between applications to Juliard, community college classes, and gigs at every coffee shop, bar, and stage she can get her hands on, Brienne attempts to live. Untouched by fate, she struggles to hit the basic traditions of adulthood; a car, making rent, a basic job. The fire inside her soul is left banked, the rage unaddressed. The compassion remains, the wistful need to grow wings and fly the only way she can. It’s simply left unseen, more often than not.

This ‘verse is for RP interactions that don’t mesh well with Pokemon. Brienne’s a character with a lot of potential!

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Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

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“Even if you do everything right, that’s still no guarantee you’ll get what you want.”

SENTENCE MEME ⟶ THE WITCHER / 1.07  || no longer accepting

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❝Well, that is life, would you not say? We fight to accomplish something, and sometimes we reach that goal and sometimes we do not. Even if we do everything in a way that we assume is the correct one— who is to say what we get is what we truly should want? Perhaps, taking a detour on life would provide the better result in the end. Life delivers many little gifts. Sometimes we simply just do not know they are such, until after some time has passed.❞

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A Series of Letters, Pt. 2

@acemuses​ --Gumshoe

Richie,

Oh, how I miss you. I don’t know if this letter’ll ever reach you, Palkia is not known for being a mail service without some sort of Greek-epic favor given in return. But I need to write it nonetheless. 

Iolani’s got to be so big now. Have you got her in preschool yet? I hope she’s made friends her own age, and maybe you’ve made friends with some of their parents. It helps, to get advice from other parents doing the exact same thing. 

I hope you and the small army of animals you’ve got are doing well. I know that when cats start to hit old age they start getting harder and harder to take care of. I hope you’re eating better than just ramen and whatever vegetables you can scrounge up for Iolani. I hope you’re sleeping well, and that the dearly-loved career you have hasn’t hurt you. I know it can. 

I’m doing okay. Still kinda living alone in my own apartment, but I see so many people at work that it doesn’t always feel like it. I’ve got my team, and Detective Looker, and Emma too. (Det. Looker and Emma both live above their office.) I like the silence. ...Okay, I lie, but I can’t find anyone else I trust at my back that... I still can’t believe you offered to a stranger right off the street, Richie. 

I’m still honored that you did.

I’d offer to you and Iolani in a second if you ever ended up here. I’d be scared out of my wits if you were, but I would. For you. I know, you’re a detective. You can take care of yourself. I’ve seen you do it. But.

Part of being a Champion, Richie. Part of it is that you’re eventually touched by the Gods. You are the defense of your country against large-scale disasters, man-made and natural. You are the one the Gods go to first when they want something.  That event at Gourd Lake? Was rather quiet for me. Sinister in the fact that the Malamar was mind-controlling people in a rather violent way, but oh so quiet.  Anyone who lives with me is in the blast radius of such things.

I’m still waiting for someone to take my place. It’s a high task.

...When did my life become so fucking angst-filled?

Blessings to you and Iolani, Richie. I hope whatever Gods you worship keep you safe.

Brienne Lalonde.

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A Series of Letters

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Waffle (Will),

Long time no talk! Rumors have reached me from all the way up here in the Champion’s seat that you’re running around Galar! I hope you’re having a good time. All I hear about the place is Kalos’s deep, intense rivalry with the region. I even mention the word ‘Galar’ and I immediately get a scoff. Most of the discussion I get about it is how Mega-Evolution is better than Dynamaxing. I really just sit back and let the discussion go. I hope you get to see Dynamaxing for yourself and can tell me all about it from a first-person perspective. 

I’ve done a bit of research on the local Pokemon species in the region and the Toxel line really caught my attention. An electric/poison type that’s obsessed about rock music? Yes please.  ...If you happen to come across one that would like to travel and have a really awesome trainer, could you send it my way? Poison and electricity are some of the type gaps I have in my team. I would go get one myself, but leaving the region is a little hard at the moment. 

Business is as business goes. There’s been a surge of nationalism in some of the regional mayors, and I’ve had to smush that kind of thought down, sometimes literally in a battle, for the last couple months. It’s like weeding a garden, but that’s an insult to weeds because those can have medicinal properties. 

Ramos is thinking of retiring. There are a couple of journeyman trainers from his gym that could take over the position, but I’m not sure their level in skill is up to snuff. Might end up changing type in Courmarine completely if I have to put out an order for a gym leader candidate. 

Geosenge recovery is almost complete! The giant crater that was left behind has been renovated into low-cost housing and a bunch of social gathering spots. There’s a proper name for it but it escapes my mind right now. Tourism in that area is back up to previous levels and climbing slowly. It’s starting to be a second hot-spot for independent and starting artists. I’m absolutely thrilled that the scar that the weapon left behind is being turned into something healing for the region. 

I hope you’re doing well, and that whatever quarry you may be chasing does not elude you. Be careful, and remember to watch your back, for Gods’ sake.

Your Friend and Partner, (Scone) Brienne

P.S. Accompanying this letter is a large bag of ground coffee you became rather accustomed to while in Kalos. I know you must be missing it. 

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From Scone to Waffle: BRAIN FARTS.

[TEXT TO: scone]: agreed!

[TEXT TO: scone]: today has been a day of “brain farts”, as you say

[TEXT TO: scone]: i recommend taking a nap