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(So im working on rebooting this blog after a long time away. Who is still active?)

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ＬＡＢＹＲＩＮＴＨ → the sentence meme

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"The Walking Dead" Starters

“I don’t cry anymore.”

“Everyone’s got a job to do.”

“Get over yourself. You’re not the only one who’s lost something today.”

“We’re not splitting up again.”

“I know you look at me and just see another dead ___.”

“Is that what you think?”

“What do you want from me?”

“You’re gonna miss me so bad when I’m gone.”

“It’s not over until they’re all dead.”

“Nobody’s gotta die today.”

“There’s still good people out there.”

“The way I see it, the good ones don’t survive.”

“What changed your mind?”

“I may be the one walking away, but you’re the one that’s leaving.”

“No matter what anyone says, no matter what you think; you are not safe.”

“You kill, or you die.”

“Would it kill you to have a little faith?”

“One wrong wrong move and you get an arrow in the ass.”

“When you care bout people, hurt is kind of part of the package.”

“The pain doesn’t go away, you just make room for it.”

“People with nothing to hide don’t usually feel the need to say so.”

“What do you want from me, ___?”

“Let’s burn it down.”

“I’m just tired of losing people.”

“Anger makes you stupid. Stupid gets you killed.”

“Man, I’m gonna get shit-faced drunk. again.”

“ Maybe these people need somebody like me around, huh? Do their dirty work. The bad guy.”

“Why hurt yourself when you can hurt other people?”

“Why don’t you say what’s really on your mind?”

“I ain’t no one’s bitch.”

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injury/torture starter sentences

“One more word and I’ll break your other arm too.” “I know it hurts, but you’re not alone. I’m here for you.” “Will you please tell me who did this to you?” “Something happened to you while you were gone and if you don’t start talking about it you will only sink further and further into this darkness.” “I know what leaves those scars. I’m sorry. Nobody should have to go through that torture.” “Which do you prefer? Your tongue or your eyes?” “My whole life I’ve been searching for someone willing to endure my torture… Evidently I got impatient.” “You have something I want. Give it to me and I will let you go. It’s that simple.” “Why I’m doing this to you? There is no why… I just like it.” “Don’t cry, darling, I’m still your best friend. This doesn’t change anything.” “Please don’t panic, it’s just a small knife.” “Shut up– SHUT UP! I can’t think with all your screaming!” “You’re dying. Oh my god, you’re dying! That wasn’t supposed to happen!” “If you don’t tell me what’s been happening to you, you leave me no choice but to leave you.” “Why won’t you talk to me about what happened? You’ve had the same blank look in your eyes for weeks.” “Where did that scar come from? You didn’t have that before the holiday, did you?” “I want you to take this knife and make a nice, long cut in your own skin.” “Beg for your life, if you want it. I will spare you if your pleads satisfy me.” “I don’t know whether I’m going to kill you or not. You think I have that much self-control? Ha! You’re cute.” “Tell me what you know and the pain will stop, I promise.”

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Send “Amortentia” for what smells my character associates with yours.

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“The Lord’s Season is First Seed and he oversees all of Tamriel during the planting. Those born under the sign of the Lord are stronger and healthier than those born under other signs.” ―The Firmament

Those born in the season of First Seed (March) 1st - 31st Soul color: Violet Temperament: Wise, mystical, skilled with helping others. A very compassionate and emotionally motivated visionary. A rich imagination that weaves dramatic and intuitive dreams. The word ‘lord’ does not refer to their position of leadership, but the natural endearment others find in them. Abilities: The Lord’s spirit mimics the restorative abilities of a trolls. Using their natural reserves of life energy to resist all manner of mental and physical damage. The Lord’s only bane seems to be that of fire, though not all share this weakness. Oddly, those born under this sign hardly ever suffer from long term ailments. Perhaps this became of The Lord’s ability to take on others strife and make positive of it.

Friendships and Family: Understanding the deep emotional bonds of others, The Lord sign is very intuitive and helpful. Every group of people needs the creative one whom offers unconventional form of thought and diplomacy. The Lord will go out of their way to fulfill a lasting relationship and requires a strong positive person to supplement their strength. Often this starsign has no limit to how much burden they will take on with those they care about –and may lose a sense of their own identity. Success: Writers, actors, poets, mystics, healers and musicians. Anything that evokes an emotional response is ideal for The Lord to feel at place. Despite the name of the starsign, they do poorly in leadership without having a sense of direction. However, with the strong support of others The Lord will conqure many challenges and impress others who doubted them. They make great overseeers, offering advice on what others may not see. Romance: Though strongly attracted to those with personal problems, every Lord needs a knight. They require those who are strong willed and stalwart, nurturing their wounds and dressing their armor. Their ideal mate is one that is firmly anchored, to keep The Lord sign from washing away in the waves of their own emotion and intuition. Struggles:  The Lord requires a sense of stability to counter their fluid, emotional thinking. At times they can drift into the melodramatic, making emotional problems for themselves where there is none. Spiritual comfort may only be acknowledged once they realize what that is, that their world may be at peace without having to instigate strong emotional responses. -Other signs-

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Like this for a starter!

Will most likely get to these tomorrow! Doesn’t matter if we’ve interacted or not. 

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Yet another dark rp starter list

a few quotes, some straight from my brain, all possibly quite angsty

"I'm going to kill you now, I hope that's alright."

"Put the gun down!"

"You can't hurt someone who's already dead."

"I forget you."

"Don't say goodbye, I hate goodbyes."

"I can't believe I ever loved you."

"Shut up!"

"You've turned yourself into a monster!"

"I never wanted to hurt you."

"I can't stand the sight of you."

"Please, take whatever you want, just don't shoot them!"

"You traitor!"

"I should have expected this from you."

"How could you?"

"They're gone... I can't believe they're gone..."

"What the fuck did you do!?"

"We thought we were the good guys."

"What's the difference between a soldier and a monster?"

"I want their head on stick!"

"I can't believe you cheated on me!"

"Tell me why you did it."

"Just looking at you makes me feel sick."

"You're my prisoner now, and I'm never letting you go."

"If you scream I'll shoot."

"I don't want your money, I want revenge."

"It's your fault!"

"You're under arrest for first degree murder."

"We're going to die here aren't we?"

"This is going to hurt. A lot."

"I'm afraid it's terminal."

"You have 5 minutes to convince me not to kill you."

"You're no longer my child."

"The doctors say I only have a few more months."

"I know you've started drinking again."

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Send me “What are you doing in my room?”, and I’ll generate a number between 1 and 25 for what my muse will say to yours.

Mix of angsty, funny, and shippy.

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“A Civil War, you say? Hadn’t the slightest clue.” He smirked. The build up and consequent war was all anyone seemed to be talking about the last decade or so. Even a hermit such as himself knew all too well. “But dragons? Well then, I suppose I should start battening down the hatches for the end of the world.” 

Tristane chuckled, leaning back and resting his lip on top of his opposite knee. “Sounds like a lovely plan. Settling down is always the ideal. But I think it’s difficult in practice. At least for someone with a taste for adrenaline.”

“You must be a terrible dancer.”

Absent-mindedly, Tristane pushed himself back to leave his seat at the tavern. In his haste, a flagon in his path hit the floor with a clatter. The Breton scowled, turning his head to look at the source of the voice. Folding his arms, he cocked quizzical brow at the young woman who had spoke to him. “And what makes you say that?”

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He turned his head in the direction she had indicated. The gathering of Nords was rowdy, to say the least, and looked as if they had indulged in more than their fair share of drink. Tristane nodded. “Most likely.”

“Likewise, Renara. I suppose it is strange for these parts. It’s a rather common Breton name, if not a bit outdated. Though I don’t suppose I’ve heard yours either.”

"The world changes, we do not; therein lies the irony that finally kills us."

Tristane’s green eyes darted up to find the source of the voice that had snapped him out of being lost deep within his own thoughts. His eyes narrowed slightly, scrutinizing the stranger’s words, mildly amused at how true the words resonated for the ageless vampire. She had sparked his curiosity but it was better for her if he disengaged quickly.“Do you make it a point of bothering strangers with philosophical musings or am I just that lucky?”

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“Aye. That we do.” He grinned and raised his tankard in way of a toast. “To resilience.” Pressing the metal to his lips, he took another drink. He could tell that she was far away in thought. Though she was young, he could tell she had lived beyond her years, but he did not dare press her on it.

“Far too morose for such good company. So tell me, what new happenings are occurring in the realm? I’m afraid I don’t venture out much. Is business good?”

“You must be a terrible dancer.”

Absent-mindedly, Tristane pushed himself back to leave his seat at the tavern. In his haste, a flagon in his path hit the floor with a clatter. The Breton scowled, turning his head to look at the source of the voice. Folding his arms, he cocked quizzical brow at the young woman who had spoke to him. “And what makes you say that?”

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The Breton shook his head. “There is no need for apologize, my dear. Those days are long since past.” He grinned, widely and genuine this time. “I was an arrogant, reckless sort. I lived for the danger.”  His laughter was a low rumble in his chest.  At least at first.”

“I’ve made the best of my situation, I suppose.” He thought to the life the could have lived. He would be into his eighties by now. An old man with a nagging  wife that he adored. His kids would be grown, perhaps with even a few grandchildren stumbling about. “Though I think sometimes I would be happier had I followed in my father’s footsteps.” 

“You must be a terrible dancer.”

Absent-mindedly, Tristane pushed himself back to leave his seat at the tavern. In his haste, a flagon in his path hit the floor with a clatter. The Breton scowled, turning his head to look at the source of the voice. Folding his arms, he cocked quizzical brow at the young woman who had spoke to him. “And what makes you say that?”

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“I would never suspect you of such a thing.” A small smirk played at his lips. “That would be most...unethical.” He took a long swig of his drink before setting it down with a gentle thud. 

“Me? There is not much to tell. I grew up in Solitude with my parents and sister. My mother was a maid and my father was a blacksmith for the Legion. I idolized him, fancied I would follow in his footsteps as soon as I came of age.” He gave her a sad smile.

 “But he died before I was sixteen and I joined the Dawnguard at my mother’s behest, wanted something more honorable than the life of a blacksmith for her son, I suppose.” He chuckled and took another drink. 

“Now I live in Dragon Bridge, doing odd jobs here and there. Mercenary work, mainly. But people tend to leave me be for the most part.” 

“You must be a terrible dancer.”

Absent-mindedly, Tristane pushed himself back to leave his seat at the tavern. In his haste, a flagon in his path hit the floor with a clatter. The Breton scowled, turning his head to look at the source of the voice. Folding his arms, he cocked quizzical brow at the young woman who had spoke to him. “And what makes you say that?”

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