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TEXT POST STARTERS IV

a collection of quotes and quips from popular internet posts. change & alter as needed.

“I can shut down each of my organs through the power of will alone.”

“May your next ibuprofen take effect swiftly and noticeably.”

“I hate when the washing machine is on the scary part.”

“The guy who designed scythes definitely knew that shit was badass. He didn’t care about wheat.”

“Going to the morgue. Y’all need anything?”

“Having a legal name implies the existence of a better, sexier illegal name.”

“Maybe this scented hand soap will be the thing that finally turns my life around.”

“I’ve faced more peer pressure in my life to start animes than do drugs.”

“Cantaloupes taste like they don’t believe in themselves.”

“I don’t have sage-green kitchen cabinets, but I’m being so brave about it.”

“Winnie the Pooh didn’t rock crop tops our whole childhood to watch us become unconfident about our bodies.”

“Maybe this to-do list will fix me.”

“Cross my dick and swear to balls.”

“The Pope wears that big hat because Jesus is under there, controlling him. Ratatouille-style.”

“I am a god among men.”

“The fact that people can see me makes me kinda uncomfortable. Not gonna lie.”

“Standing up too quickly gives me temporary access to shrimp colors.”

“I’ve had a god complex ever since I could never find my name on those gift-shop keychains.”

“I wish I was a lettuce on the produce shelf, being gently misted by the store’s automated showers.”

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Helene: Colleen and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us Harvey: Sighing What did Colleen do? Helene: She chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and… Colleen: Who wants a steering wheel?

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Helene: English is a difficult language. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though. Joakim: You need to stop.

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Helene: Violence isn't the answer. Colleen: You’re right. Helene: sighs in relief Colleen: Violence is the question. Helene: What? Colleen, bolting away: And the answer is yes. Helene, running after them: NO-

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What My Muse Has For Your Muse's Contact Info:

What Their Ringtone Is:

The Last Text They Sent Your Muse:

What Image My Muse Has For Your Muse In Their Phone:

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I'm a rolling thunder, pouring rain I'm coming on like a hurricane My lightning's flashing across the sky

Mary almost swore to herself that she'd just turn around and go home. It wasn't worth the fight. Then she'd come to her senses and think of Libby's face bruising deeper before she dropped her over to Harvey's. The man was a life saver, she made a mental note to bake him the biggest batch of brownies he'd ever seen when she got back home. Right now though, she had a few things to take care of. The tidy little ranch style home looked picture perfect to her but she knew that in Tracy's eyes it could use something more. Just to out do the neighbors. Flicking off her headlights she set to work.

'No time for dickerin', kiddo.'

She could hear her father's voice in her head. Snuffing out her menthol 100 she stashed the cigarette butt in the pocket of her jeans. Leaning over and reaching into the glovebox she spied a roll of dimes she often ended saving for emergency money in case she needed gas or smokes but tonight they were taking on a different role. Headlights up ahead caught her attention as she saw a car park and pull up two houses up the street.

'Just the neighbor.'

Walking up the stone walk way and onto the small front porch Mary steeled herself and knocked on the door. Gripping the roll of dimes tighter she felt her jaw start to tick. The one thing that centered her was picturing Libby without a bruised face. A scuffle and thud broke her from her thoughts.

"I. Expect. Dinner. When. I. Get. Home. Bitch."

It took Mary all but two seconds to realize just what was going on behind Tracy's front door. It also took the same amount of time to open in and see just who it was.

Frank Flannery loomed over a cowering and bleeding Tracy who was too terrified to even scream. Her daughters didn't seem to be anywhere near them so Mary took matters into her own hands and launched herself at his back clawing at his eyes and head. A roar of animalistic anger came from Frank as he finally realized that his ex wife was rescuing his newest punching bag. Tracy was looking at Mary as if she were some sort of avenging angel.

"RUN!"

Was all Mary could yell to her before Tracy took off down a hallway and slammed a door. The soft low shrieks of furniture being moved as a barricade brought something back to Mary. Their first year as man and wife Mary spent many a night locked away in the bedroom with a second hand dresser pushed against the door when Frank was 'working late' ( drinking ) only to have him come home and beat the daylights out of her. It was a split second of silence and then nothing but screams. Frank's. No words just pain and expletives that surely were waking up the tiny little neighborhood of Briar Street. All Mary could see was red. Literally.

"YOU BIT MY FUCKIN' EAR OFF!"

One look in the gilded hall mirror was all it took. There she stood wild eyed and wild haired with her ex-husband's right earlobe hanging from her mouth. For a split second she thought she looked very much like Cornelius with a field mouse hanging from his mouth. She thought for a second that she might break into hysterical laughter but instead promptly threw up onto her exes's shoes and the debris of the fight she'd walked in on.

"I'm gonna KILL YOU!"

He attempted to charge her like a bull would all head down aiming for her stomach to knock her off her feet. All she simply had to do was step out of the way and watch his form smash through front door's glass and fall face first down onto the porch. Frank was left sprawled put and groaning bleeding like a stuck pig. Stepping out onto the front porch and placing her foot onto his upper back he moaned in pain. Bending down she picked his head up bending his back at a highly uncomfortable but non lethal angle.

"Here's what you're going to do. You're going to get up, you're going to let me patch you up with whatever Tracy's got laying around and you're going to leave and go as far away as all that money you've got will take you because if you don't I will kill you. Do you understand me?"

No reply. Picking up his head she gave a firm swift smack of his face into the paver stone.

"I. Can't. Hear. You."

Each word punctuated by a bash of his face into the pavement stone.

" O.kk...! Jesus...M-Mary. Ok!"

Yanking him to his feet she went about getting Tracy's help doing impromptu nursing.

"I..I don't have a first aid kit or anything like that for this."

Mary racked her brain for a second.

"Got a knife?"

Frank's eyes bugged as he watched his ex wife move with measured efficiency that only her nursing background could provide.

"Can you just gimme my ear back? I'll go to the hospital and then I'll leave I swear!"

"You need this wooden spoon for anything, Tracy?"

"N-no."

Shoving the wooden spoon handle across to her ex.

"Bite down on this, fuck head."

The white hot knife touched the spot where his earlobe once was and Frank lost all thought as his world went black.

"Is he ok?"

"I don't care. I'll load him into his car and slap him a little his ass can hit the road."

"I...I don't know what to say, Mary.."

"Nothing. I'm just little miss Good Sam of the evening."

"T-Thank you..."

"You're welcome, oh, if your girls ever lay a finger or say one nasty thing to my Libby I'll be back, Tracy."

"I'll talk to them. I swear."

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Colleen: Hel... why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?

Helene: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned.

Colleen: ...

Colleen: I wrote sanitize, Helene.

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Colleen: I actually have a black belt.

Helene: In what, karate?

Colleen: No, from Gucci.

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🐝  *  ―  𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.   (  some random questions which mostly fit into angsty scenarios but can be used for other things as well. feel free to adjust to better fit your muses.  )

❛  are we actually doing the right thing ?  ❜ ❛  are you bleeding ?  ❜ ❛  are you even sorry ?  ❜ ❛  are you still mad at me ?  ❜ ❛  are you sure you’re gonna be okay on your own ?  ❜ ❛  can’t we just be friends again ?  ❜ ❛  can we pretend this never happened ?  ❜ ❛  can you help me with this ?  ❜ ❛  didn’t you listen to what i just said ?  ❜ ❛  did you ever even love me ?  ❜ ❛  don’t you believe me ?  ❜ ❛  do you trust me ?  ❜ ❛  do you understand what that means ?  ❜ ❛  do you want to talk about it ?  ❜ ❛  haven’t you heard the news ?  ❜ ❛  have you ever cared about anyone other than yourself ?  ❜ ❛  how did you do that ?  ❜ ❛  how will i ever be able to repay you ?  ❜ ❛  is it my fault ?  ❜ ❛  is there anything i can do for you ?  ❜ ❛  was all of this just a lie ?  ❜ ❛  we’re gonna survive this, right ?  ❜ ❛  what are you doing here ?  ❜ ❛  what do you want from me ?  ❜ ❛  what have you done to them ?  ❜ ❛  what makes you think i’m going to help you ?  ❜ ❛  when was the last time you ate something ?  ❜ ❛  when will it stop ?  ❜ ❛  when will you ever grow up ?  ❜ ❛  where were you last night ?  ❜ ❛  who did this to you ?  ❜ ❛  who the hell are you ?  ❜ ❛  why can’t you just let it go ?  ❜ ❛  why didn’t you tell me sooner ?  ❜ ❛  why did you leave me ?  ❜ ❛  why don’t you come home with me ?  ❜ ❛  why would you do something like that ?  ❜ ❛  will you call me when you got there safely ?  ❜ ❛  will you please tell me what happened ?  ❜ ❛  will you stop doing that ?  ❜

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IT’S  ALL  ABOUT  THE  YEARNING 

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

❝  look,  i dunno if i’m the kind of person you need or even want right now.  but i’m looking around and i’m the only one who’s here.  ❞

❝  i never realized how much i needed you until you were the one person who wasn’t there.  ❞

❝  you asked me once,  if i would ever take a chance on us…maybe that ship sailed.  but.  ask me again?  sometime— doesn’t have to be today.  maybe tomorrow just.  ask me again.  ❞

❝  i know i can’t protect you from everything,  but i wish you’d let me protect you from the things i can control.  ❞

❝  i used to have so much faith.  maybe not in deities or something but,  in the world.  the universe.  i believed their was a purpose to it all.  i’m not sure when i lost that.  ❞

❝  have you ever had something…missing?  like something just doesn’t feel right inside you but you don’t know what it is.  ❞

❝  sometimes,  i just need the world to be beautiful.  i know how dark and ugly it can be but i just want to see something good and focus only on it for a few minutes.  ❞

❝  i was sort’ve hoping you needed me.  is that selfish?  ❞

❝  people need someone to see them for what they are and not just see it but accept it.  i want to be that person for anyone i can…but it can be so suffocating to be that person and also remain unseen.  ❞

❝  sometimes i feel i’m being crushed under the weight of everything i’ll never be.  ❞

❝  you’re looking at me but you’re not seeing me.  do you know how that feels?  just see me.  please.  ❞

❝  i want to deserve you.  i’m trying to deserve you.  ❞

❝  i know i fucked up.  i know i did but don’t shut me out anymore.  let me in.  please let in.  ❞

❝  every time you smile at me,  i memorize it.  i remember each moment that i get to be the one to bring out that light inside you.  no matter what happens between us,  that’s what i’ll remember.   ❞

❝  i can’t help but think there’s got to be something out there for me,  somewhere.  just some place where i actually feel like i belong.  ❞ 

❝  the world is so big.  why do i never feel like i fit into it?  ❞

❝  when i’m with you i feel like myself.  i feel like every side of me is present and accepted.  and i feel good about it—  i feel good about who i am when i’m with you.  ❞

❝  do you like me?  i know you love me.  i know you care about me but.  do you like who i am?  ❞

❝  i want to look in the mirror one day and not feel uncomfortable with my own reflection.  ❞

❝  just take my hand and close your eyes.  pretend we’re anywhere else but here.  ❞

❝  so,  what would you be?  if you had to power to change all the things making you unhappy,  what would your life look like?  ❞

❝  do you even know what it does to me?  every time i see you cry,  any time you’re hurt even the smallest bit it just— do you realize how deeply you’ve imbedded yourself into my heart?  ❞

❝  i don’t feel like a whole person without you anymore.  i don’t fucking care if anyone else would say about that.  you’re part of who i am now.  the most important piece of me.  ❞

❝  every time you walk away you take another piece of me with you.  ❞

❝  i’m only really living in the moments when we’re together.  the rest is just existing until you look at me again.  ❞

❝  it feels like there’s a string around my heart and it’s connected to you.  everywhere you go you’re just tugging me behind,  pulling me towards you.  ❞

❝  you’ve got me in the palm of your hands.  you could crush me and i would still thank you for touching me at all.  ❞

❝  i no longer know where i end and you begin.  you’ve wound yourself around my soul so tightly,  you’re all i feel anymore.  ❞

❝  you’ve stolen my heart,  the least you could do is tell me what you intend to do with it.  ❞

❝  i don’t have perfect words.  i’m not the kind of person who knows how to sound poetic and shit.  so all i know what to tell you is that i belong to you.  i don’t know if you want me.  but i’m yours.  and at this point however it is you need me,  i’m here.  ❞

❝  you’re the only thing that matters anymore.  i can’t eat,  i can’t sleep—  all the goddamn cliches from every stupid movie and song.  you’re all i think about.  i’m useless except when i’m yours.  ❞

❝  i haven’t stopped thinking about the way you laugh.  i’m hoping i’ll get to hear it again.  ❞

❝  when your eyes are on me,  i feel like something worth seeing.  ❞

❝  just let me look at you for a little bit.  ❞

❝  i would do anything for you.  all my lines and rules.  they mean nothing when it comes to you.  it’d cross and break them all just to make you happy.  ❞

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more random dialogue prompts ,

“why do you have that look on your face?”

“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”

“what have you done to yourself?”

“did you do something different with your hair?”

“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”

“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”

“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”

“there’s something wrong with me.”

“no, i don’t hate you.”

“hey stupid.”

“we’re aren’t them.”

“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”

“you know you’re wrong.”

“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”

“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”

“what makes me so special?”

“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”

“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”

“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”

"how about we don’t do that.”

“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”

“you’re the worst.”

“i don’t need you right now.”

“don’t just stand there, looking at me.”

“i thought you were supposed to call me.”

“take my hand.”

“i need you.”

“you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”

“for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”

“when this is all over, i want it to be you and me.”

“why won’t you tell me what happened?”

“you don’t know what this means to me.

“i know it doesn’t make sense.”

“i’m trying really hard to keep it together.”

“i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.”

“your voice is putting me to sleep.”

“did you find what you were looking for?”

"you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”

“well, i guess that’s broken.”

“i thought it was part of the act.”

“you think u don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?”

“you promised to call me if you didn’t know what to wear.”

“you can keep a secret, can’t you?”

“how could you do this to me?”

“put the gun down, dearest. i have news!”

“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.”

“if you’re here to tell me what happened last night, someone beat you to it.”

“people think i’m weird.”

“i think i’m losing myself again.”

“you can’t be here.”

“i wish you’d come to the funeral.”

“do you know what today is?”

“so, you broke my favourite mug… and you’re breaking up with me?”

“i need to get out.”

“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”

“you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?”

“you gonna eat that?”

“sir, the pony rides are for children only.”

“i don’t want you to worry about that anymore.”

“we’ll never make it in time.”

“you’d be late for your own funeral.”

“you should have seen it coming.”

“oh, good, you’re here! hold this.”

“why can’t you just be happy for me?”

“on a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about nachos right now?”

“is this how you flirt with everyone?”

“how much longer till we’re there?”

“what have you done?”

“it’s time for you to repay that debt you owe me.”

“where did you get that? who gave it to you?”

“what kind of mother has thoughts like that?”

“i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.”

“i never want to hear you say that again.”

“you’re all i have.”

“i know it’s not perfect, but i did follow the recipe this time.”

“i was doing so well until you showed up.”

“don’t eat that! i made it ‘specially for our guest.”

“it’s not that i don’t like my life, it’s that i don’t have the energy to enjoy it.”

“how can you stand this place?”

“don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”

“you need to stop.”

“i don’t like that look, what happened?”

“is that seriously your password?”

“what’s your problem?”

“you had no right to use it without asking.”

“oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”

“i couldn’t trust my own parents to protect me.”

“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”

“why do you want to help me?”

“ten bucks for that piece of crap?”

“we have to hurry, they’re coming!”

“hey, look what came in the mail!”

“do you want to get a drink or something?”

“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”

“the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”

“if i wanted help, i would have asked.”

“wanna tell me what’s going on with your grades?”

“you need to leave.”

“talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”

“i do blame you.”

“sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.”

“you’re no longer useful to me.”

“i’m not good with sarcasm: if you don’t like me, just say it.”

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LOOK AT HER

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Respect Your RP Partners

Something I’ve noticed in the RP community is that we expect our RP partners to be writing machines. We expect them to churn out a reply almost immediately after we post ours, be on when we are, always send us memes, et cetera. Here’s the thing: our RP partners are not machines. They are human beings who need to be respected for more than their ability to write. Other than the usual “your RP partners may not feel like replying at the moment,” here are some things to respect them for, and remember when you’re RPing:

Respect that your RP partner may be in school.

Respect that your RP partner may be employed.

Respect that your RP partner may have at least one physical illness.

Respect that your RP partner may have at least one mental illness.

Respect that your RP partner may have friends outside of tumblr.

Respect that your RP partner may have a family outside of tumblr.

Respect that your RP partner may be a parent.

Respect that your RP partner may have hobbies outside of tumblr.

Respect that your RP partner may have religious obligations.

Respect that your RP partner may not always have internet, or computer access.

Respect that your RP partner may be going through a difficult life situation.

Respect that your RP partner does not have to disclose everything happening in their personal life to you.

Too often, it’s easy to say “no one RPs with me” or “no one ships with me” or “no one sends me anything” without considering any of the above, or even more circumstances your RP partner(s) may be dealing with. Too often, it’s easy to say one of those things, and not consider how the other person feels when reading it. Someone dealing with at least one of these circumstances can feel guilty for not replying right away, sending something, et cetera, or feel like they have to once they see their partner is unhappy. 

I know I do when I see things like that on my dash.

When you start feeling guilty for not doing something that is part of your hobby, or feeling like you have to do something that is supposed to be fun, it stops being fun. It feels like a job. I know when I feel obligated to do a reply for a person, I drag my feet. I do not feel excited about the RP as much anymore. Even if they say, “Sure, I’ll wait,” I see them post elsewhere that no one sends them things, or no one RPs with them. The guilt turns on. I feel like I have to reply. It’s a passive-aggressive tactic that a person may not even be aware that they’re doing. No matter what, though, it needs to stop.

All in all, we need to show more kindness and patience towards our RP partners. The best relationships I have on this website are the ones where we treat each other with not only that, but with mutual respect. We also communicate regularly, and tell each other if we need to hold onto replies. I feel relieved knowing I can go to my RP partners, and tell them to hold onto my replies because I’m not feeling well, and I don’t know when I will be. It is an amazing feeling. We need more of that on this website, and less expecting one another to be robots.

We are all human. Never forget that.