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I hate it when people ask “do you trust me” like …don’t call me out like that ……..the answer is no

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 gingerly  places  a  starter  call  down  here.   *  note  these  may  be  subjected  to  one  -  liners  for  the  time  being  !

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how am i supposed to be a zombie?  oh, uhm…   pretty much be a lifeless ghoul with no soul, dead eyes, scary. did you ever have ms mullen?  for english?  yeah.  kinda like her,  but hungry for human flesh.  like she wants to turn you into a zombie ‘cause that’s what zombies do. 

 INDEPENDENT   ALICE   DAINARD   AND   JOSEPH  ‘ JOE ’  LAMB   FROM   STEVEN   SPIELBERG’S    SUPER   8.    WRITTEN   BY   FRANCIS   AND  WALLY,   RESPECTIVELY.

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joe loves alice

and alice loves joe? so much? what a coincidence!

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@fairheir [ shia voice ] don’t let ur dreams just be dreams..... just Do It

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with  alice  being  taken  by  cooper,   she  has  the  imprint  that  comes  along  with  physical  contact  with  the  creature.   it’s  an  imprint  that  does  not  fade  and  keeps  her  tied  to  cooper  even  long  after  he’s  gone.  as  stated,  ‘he  is  in  me,  as  i  am  in  him’   the  imprint  is  more  like  a  bond.  it  is  unbreakable,  but  distance  weakens  it.   because  of  this,  alice  feels  closest  with  those  who  survived  the  attack  and  came  into  contact  with  cooper.   the  list  isn’t  long  and,  for  the  most  part,  it’s  just  her  and  joe.   thus  strengthening  their  own  bond  after  the  events  of  the  movie  take  place.  they  are  mentally  linked.  they  can  sense  each  other’s  emotions.   sometimes  even  dream  the  same  dreams.   they’re  connected.  however,   the  full  extent  of  their  abilities  is  unknown.

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‘   my  dad  can’t  know  i  let  you  anywhere  near  the  buick,  do  you  understand  that?   he  can’t  know.  he  doesn’t  even  let  me  pop  the  hood  on  it.   but . . .   there’s  something  wrong  with  it,    ’      something  they  don’t  have  the  money  to  pay  for.    ‘   and  i  can’t  figure  it  out,   let  alone  try  and  patch  it  up  myself.  you  know   i  wouldn’t  ask  if  i  didn’t  need  your  help.  ’

@ordinarybeauty

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‘   so,  he  got  bitten  by  a...  spider?  and  now  he  can  𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚋  𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜?   ’   she’s  been  trying  to  keep  up  with  all  of  the  boys,   but  that  proves  difficult  when  they’re  always  talking  over  one  another.  it  makes  her  grateful  whenever  she  has  the  time  to  spend  with  them  individually.  though  she’s  grown  fond  of  the  rowdy  group  altogether,   it  gives  her  the  opportunity  to  listen,   really  listen.    ‘   that  doesn’t  sound  like  much  a  superpower  to  me.  imagine  if  you  woke  up  one  day  and  you  were  a  spider.    ’ 

@emersam

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fairheir replied to your post: someone kick my ass into being here more : /

I miss Joe 8(

wE MISS JOE T OO

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someone kick my ass into being here more : /

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roastsalive.

looks  up  from  where  he’s  just  finished  taking  an  order,  glances  around  the  restaurant  (  no  one  else  to  help  her  ).  takes  a  step  forward,  tucking  his  pen  behind  his  ear,  then  —  ❛      just  let  me  run  this  order  to  the  kitchen,  then  i  can  be  of  service.     ❜  she  can  wait  another  five  or  so  minutes  purely  due  to  that  ATTITUDE.

 ❛      it  took  you  long  enough.    ❜     the  edge  in  her  voice  seems  to  fade  significantly,   a  bout  of  relief  washing  over  her,   albeit  momentarily,   knowing  that  her  endeavours  would  soon  be  cut  short  and  she  could  be  home  before  she  knew  it.   after  all  the  time  spent  standing  by  the  front  reception  she’d  not  mind  sparing  another  five  minutes.   her  father,  on  the  other  hand,  might  not  take  too  well  to  the  wait.   but  alice  tries  not  to  think  about  that.    ❛     i'm  here  to  pick  up  an  order.  for,  uh,  dainard.  i  called  in  half  an  hour  ago.    ❜  

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leadartist.

   alice making her,   at most times, random appearances at the window of joe’s bedroom, was always something welcomed in the lamb household—    at least to the boy in question, not so much his father though. so when he hears the { soft tap } of knuckles against against glass,             the boy damn near leaps up from the figurine he had just started to paint two days ago,  straightening his clothes in the process,  and kicking a pair of shorts under his bed.  

❛ oh— hey! ❜ he’s trying to hide his excitement, for his own sake, as well as hers while he opens the window.  for if jack lamb was in the house ( though he hadn’t made himself known to joe if he was ), there would definitely be an uncomfortable confrontation if he found alice dainard in joe’s bedroom at half past eleven.       ❛ yeah, it’s a lima— ❜     moving aside so that she could climb in,  and step down from his desk,  the circa 1970′s train model lay in several half-constructed pieces, scattered across the top of joe’s bed.

 ❛    hey,    ❜     breathed  out  with  a  smile  prominent,   she  watches  him  unlock  the  window  with  a  familiar  sense  of  glee  she  often  finds  herself  beginning  to  sport  around  him.   alice  perches  herself  against  the  window,  hoisting  herself  up  and  climbing  in  as  if  it  were  the  most  natural  thing  to  her.   second  nature,  almost.  differing  from  the  days  when  she’d  still  need  his  hand  to  help  guide  her.

 landing  with  a  small  thud,  she  pays  no  mind  to  the  clutter  surrounding  the  room,  it’s  something  she’s  come  to  find  quite...  homely  about  it.  a  distinct  trait  that  she  associates  with  joe,  though  she’s  almost  certain  she  would  find  no  less  in  the  likes  of  cary  or   charles’  rooms.   carefully  tiptoeing  around  various  figurines  and  textbooks,  it  doesn’t  take  long  for  her  attention  to  be  captured  by  the  parts  of  the  train.  what  she  could  make  of  it,   at  least.    ❛    do  you  mind  if  i...  ?    ❜    she  gestures  toward  the  bed,  more  specifically  toward  the  tarnished  pieces  that  she  was  so  eager  to  analyse.   

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❝    ━━━━     A  MAN  CAN  ONLY  HAVE   so  many  issues .   you  live  and  you  learn .    or  die ,   in  your  case .    zombies ,   was  it  ?        ❞      /    @leadzombie .

 ❛   zombies?   like  the  actual  thing?  undead,  flesh -  eating  zombies?     ❜      a  laugh  is  stifled.  as  if  after  everything  she’s  been  through  that’s  the  most  unplausible  of  circumstances.     ❛    no----   not  exactly.  i  don’t  think  you’d  believe  me  if  i  told  you.  i’m  not  supposed  to  tell  you,  anyway.  i’m  not  supposed  to  be  having  this  conversation.   ❜  

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She used to look at me… this way, like really look… and I just knew I was there… that I existed. 

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alice dainard is ur regular grease monkey pass it on

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“I know bad things happen. Bad things happen. But you can still live.” — Super 8 (2011) dir. J.J. Abrams

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mood: not in the mood