beforeweburn

[beforeweburn]

owo what’s this? @mythae

[beforeweburn]

owo what’s this? @mythae

[beforeweburn]

am i actually alive? i leave it all to you to discern as linger in the abyss.

[beforeweburn]

all tunglr changes are terrible or hideous, i am numb to it. i have unwilling adapted. vague memeing aside, i will try to keep doing starters and asks, but if you want to rp on discord? i am willing to dabble even if i am still molasses af there too... always feel free to ask for my discord.

[beforeweburn]

i’m slowly working on / churning out some lyric starters on here and on @ballisticslog [probs some asks too over there] --- i will also be trying to catch up on my tumblr ims and discord messages. sorry that i’m slow, it was a hectic weekend for me, plus i have an errand today and a prophecy run at some point in d2. ilu all and hope you have been well!

[beforeweburn]

supergiant games sentence starters.

the goal with these is to be a mix of possible threading material or even just action-y type starters; some may be lyrics from the game soundtracks as well. most of the ones from pyre are taken from trailers and the pax east gameplay preview. also, these are just some lines or lyrics and i tried to steer clear of spoilers.

bastion —

listen, all this takes a lot of gettin’ use to, and you do get used to it… after a while.

there’s three things i’ll always miss though: one? not havin’ to watch my step all the time. two… ah… forget about two, and three… i miss the songs.

so, build that wall and build it strong ‘cause we’ll be there before too long.

i set my sail, fly the wind, it will take me back to my home, sweet home.

i see your star, you left it burning for me.

gods ain’t gonna help ya son, you’ll be sorry for what’cha done.

they ain’t gonna catch you when you fall.

you’ll be pleadin’ while you’re bleedin’.

they ain’t gonna heal ya son, don’t care about what’cha done.

no matter what happens now, you done good kid.

now… there’s something i want you to see.

did anyone else survive?

if i could be anyplace i wanted… i’d stay right here — we could go anywhere in the world.

nah, i’m just foolin’.

— i’d hate to be in your shoes.

well… it’s a touching reunion…

glad you showed up…

sometimes ya just need a drink.

right back at’cha!

get up, kid!

c’mon, that ain’t funny… i said get up!

you’re a mighty fast learner.

the dead? the dead ain’t gotta worry about this mess.

i ain’t one for long goodbyes, so here’s the deal —

although, after talking it out like this? … guess i’m beginning to have my doubts.

our world? she’s done… but there’s a way to put it back together, so better get ready.

together, we’re gonna build something grand.

— and remember… you ain’t in this alone, that’s a promise.

proper stories are supposed to start at the beginning… ain’t so simple with this one.

transistor —

hey _____ — we’re not going to get away with this, are we…?

together again — heh. sort of…

yikes…! found us already.

they want you back i bet… well, so do i.

ok, let’s go!

look, don’t fret, just… do something? 

hello world — look at all that.

we’re on the edge of town, a hundred blocks away.

still too close to it, we better get as far from there as possible.

… i’m so sorry, _____.

i couldn’t stop them…

s/he’s tracking us?

ok, side street due east — through there.

i think i know a place where we can get a ride.

this didn’t used to be here…

look, whatever you’re thinking, do me a favor; don’t let go.

it’s just skin and bones.

you always go, walking on coals.

i hear you buzzing, a fly on the wall, in through the window and up through the hall… flying in circles just trying to land.

maybe you’re looking for someone to blame, fighting for air while you circle the drain.

never be sorry for your little time.

it’s not when you get there, it’s always the climb.

but i won’t save you.

when you speak i hear silence, every word a defiance.

think i’ll go where it suits me, moving out to the country.

you tell yourself that you’re lucky.

lying down never struck me as something fun.

i won’t become a number in the system. zeroes and ones? not me.

i will always find you like it’s written in the stars… you can run, but you can’t hide — try.

pyre — 

let’s get down to business, chum!

hey chum, you know how to read, or what?

you may call me _____.

see — right on schedule! what’d i tell you?

you told us we’d find someone alive…

someday! i said we’d find someone alive someday… just not today i guess, but don’t be glum.

you know, i see you frowning underneath that mask!

it looks like s/he’s breathing.

broken, shaking, starving, probably diseased… yeah, good luck with that there, chum!

you have an hour at best.

i won’t be long.

don’t care who you are or what you did, none of that matters anymore — all of us? we’re equal nothings here.

turns out you’re tougher than you look.

what!? then what are we waiting for?

silent treatment, huh?!

now now, don’t you play dumb with me here, understand?

i ask you for something simple in exchange.

— sorry to put you on the spot like this, friend.

that horrifying petrified mountain thing that no one with a lick sense goes near? … great.

well — this ought to be good for a few laughs at least… what do you say, _____?

i’m counting on you, friend.

it is safe enough for us to travel by the light of day, but at dusk? we stop.

you could join me for a little stroll if you’re feeling up to it.

in any case… i do what i can to stay busy — it keeps the sense of isolation well at bay.

i see that reports of your demise have been exaggerated, just as we were beginning to think you were gone for good… 

i trust you remember my face, though you must have assumed to never see it again after last time…?

never had i come so close to freedom, only for you to dash my hopes.

[beforeweburn]

*chucking canon out the door* AND STAY OUT

[beforeweburn]

–––––––  𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙾𝙽, 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝚈 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙼𝙴.     /     @contraebandist​  tess from the la.st of us, written by nora.

[beforeweburn]

lyric starter  /  capping at 5-8 ; mutuals only.    —   i’ll toss my spotify playlists on random and see what comes up for some lyrical starters. feel free to suggest (or request) a verse in a reply via tags OR to lengthen the starter once i post it.    

[beforeweburn]

okay, so, i will be working on drafts / starters here on joel and i’m gonna post a starter call at my multi [it has jesse and other muses from other stuff]!

[beforeweburn]

i am gonna do some writing tonight and or this weekend, i am mustering the drive --- it took a bit cuz i have been... grumpy. about part 2, but @beforewecrash, @wavebraek and @geneticmisfit have let me rant and vent lol.

[beforeweburn]

[emerges from the abyss of sleep] it’s 6:11a.... why this? also hi. i’m still mad abt tlou2.

[beforeweburn]

i blame @wavebraek for the sideblog i might just be a weak binch and make.

[beforeweburn]

Joel and his gee-tar. 

[beforeweburn]

Tommy and I went out riding the other day and he, uh… he told me a joke and I thought about you, it’s, um… Oh shoot, now I forgot it, uh… It was somethin’ about a clock… how do you-

[beforeweburn]

—   you’ve got to tell me what to do!

[beforeweburn]

some basic notes on my divergence, behind a cut because spoilers!  (this has been heavily discussed and plotted with @beforewecrash as per usual.)

(my) joel is not dead. he is worse for the wear for certain --- it was touch and go for a long while after they managed to get him and tommy back to jackson. he was beaten pretty damn bad and was shot, but both jesse and dina arrived a lot sooner than they did in the game within my canon.

in a similar vein, jesse is also not dead and his relationship with joel is a lot stronger and better developed in my canon, which i will cover more at one point... also joel makes jesse promise, once he himself is well enough to talk and such properly, that he won’t let anything happen to ellie or tommy.

maria watches over joel like a hawk during the events of the game which give or take some details and aspects plays out pretty similarly. she threatens to kill him herself if he gets himself more hurt than he needs to, i.e. doesn’t get proper rest for a good recovery.

i do not like or vibe with how the game played out. joel was horribly ooc and not the street wise, strong and smart cryptid we know him to be and as such i will disregard the vast majority of events from the game. i still have more to flesh out... this is just the basics.