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little psa that i will not be around much from august 5-11! my friend is visiting so i probably will not be on the dash or doing many replies but i will still be around on disco.rd if any mutuals want to plot/chat

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This isn't a year Katrina's looking forward to. She doesn't feel brave. Part of her doesn't even know why she's doing this, why she didn't just let Blight take care of it (something about wanting to give him a break, she thinks, that deep down sense of guilt for how much he has to look after her, the stress she and Johanna put him through). It's not like he hadn't told her she didn't have to. But here she is. Not at all feeling ready, but that didn't stop her before.

There's a little noise between a huff and a scoff, her own glass idly tilted just so slightly back and forth as she stands, one arm crossed over her chest. Cora's presence most definitely does not move her any closer towards being at ease. "Dunno about that, but go ahead if you want." She sincerely hopes Cora doesn't make a miniature scene by actually clapping. "I don't know how much mentoring I'll do, but might as well give it a try I guess." Her voice isn't very convincing.

— @mcmorare ( katrina ) liked for a starter !

❛   i've heard it's harder being the mentor.   ❜ like a ghost , cora finds herself moving through the gathered victors pool awaiting for the end of the chariot parade. not that she would know of course. her games ended with annie cresta being crowned victor — a knowledge that makes her stomach churn. ( funny how so few tributes from four returned alive after her promotion to mentor. ) but her time here was not to haunt the mentally fragile woman , but to listen. to learn. and what better place to start than the newest soul amongst the familiar. pale yellow liquid moves from the champagne flute and down her throat before offering a snake - like grin her way. ❛   for the rest of your life , sending two kids into the arena with the chances of bringing home a box higher than year prior. i should applaud you for your bravery.   ❜

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which of the 5 new and improved love languages are you?

oranges love to you is sitting next to /your person/, so you take out a mandarin, and as you peel it you give them every other piece. no one says a thing, but you both know what’s bubbling beneath it all. you wanna protect your love, and you know that somewhere deep within you, like it’s branded on your bones. you wanna be a safe house in the middle of a war. you wanna be a lit up home at the end of day, signaling to come this way. you devote yourself to everything you care for, you don’t know how else to want. you give your hand as an offering, you give yourself as penance. well it's all very: i love you. i want us both to eat well.

[mcmorare]

little psa that i will not be around much from august 5-11! my friend is visiting so i probably will not be on the dash or doing many replies but i will still be around on disco.rd if any mutuals want to plot/chat

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Katrina's brows furrow slightly, lips pressed into a little line. Sure, people who do bad things might not be bad people, ultimately, but that doesn't mean you can't be a bully. Bullying is something she's always thought of as pretty much straightforward to spot. "I know that not all bad things make you a bully, but isn't being unnecessarily mean to someone else unprovoked kinda exactly what being a bully is?"

"I'm not trying to be, like, high and mighty or whatever." Absolutely not, she knows she's not the kind of person who should feel at all superior on this subject. She's been a bully herself at times. But there is something about watching careers do it that just sets that burning discomfort in her stomach. "I'm just saying. It's, like, the literal meaning of being a bully."

@mcmorare sent: “i just don't like bullies.”

mags nods slowly. she can't say what she wants to say, can't tell katrina that the tributes from the pack aren't bullies, they're just kids trying to survive. she hasn't lived this long without learning to keep her mouth shut.

“of course,” mags says, gently. “no one does.”

“but just because someone does bad things doesn't make them a bully,” she says, quietly. she's watched career tributes over the years taunt tributes before they killed them, and she'd be a liar if she didn't say it didn't make her upset. but the thing mags has learned over the many, many years that she's been a victor is that you can't let what happens in the arena get to you. if you do, you'll drive yourself crazy.

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"Hey, I could give it a shot." Even with the little bit of faux-offense in her retort, she's most definitely sure it's unlikely her attempts would be successful. She could give it a shot, though. Just maybe not a fruitful one. Ashoka's chances are better than hers. "Like, rambles on topic, or just rambles?" An important distinction. "If the rambles are interesting enough I might not mind."

The impression does earn a little snicker, utensil tapping against the side of her plate with a quiet little clink-clink-clink. "I think I saw him start to smile once. It's hard to tell." Any smiles or smile-adjacent expressions seem to have to be earned. "I wonder if he's trained himself not to to maintain the image."

❝ good luck hiding from master windu, kat, ❞ words are garbled around a mouthful of food, hunter's gaze having been entirely transfixed on her friend's uneaten entree, barely chewing before swallowing, ❝ i mean — at least your master is actually teaching you lessons, ❞ she suddenly makes a less-than-impressed face thinking about her own master, skywalker, ❝ skyguy just sorta... ❞ togruta trails off with a hum while absentmindedly trying to get a bit of gristle out of her fangs from behind closed lips, like she's stalling for time, ❝ ... rambles? ❞ she blinks at her friend, the start of a chuckle in the back of her throat. ❝ does he ever smile, by the way, your master? or is he always so — ❞ and she stares blankly a katrina, eyebrow just barely lifting, as though in serious thought; a decent impression of mace windu, all things considered.

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the waiter.

dialogue prompts from the waiter by matias faldbakken.

diligence and concern go hand in hand.

you're too cheerful to be an academic.

a pokerface is all part of the craft.

apologies for the lateness.

you fit this place like a glove.

have you heard from ____?

is a wall the beginning or the end of a room?

habit is like a blanket which settles over the nature of things, so they say.

i don't like first times.

happiness and unhappiness live side by side.

you shouldn't jump so high that you trip over your own beard.

you're like the embodiment of a shrug,

electronics are a source of endless aggravation.

what do you wear when you're not at work?

changing what cannot be improved is also known as 'decline'.

i don't know who any of these people are.

decaffeinated coffee is like kissing your sister.

you don't have to explain yourself here.

you're just how i imagined you.

you can be so conceited.

what kind of ____ are you?

he who looks out, dreams; he who looks in, wakes.

you're being too generous.

i don't know what a genius looks like, but i can recognize one when i see it.

do we have any gauze?

can i tempt you with anything sweet?

there will be consequences, i fear.

is this your coffee?

pull yourself together.

do it yourself. i don't want to get mixed up in this.

it won't last. nothing does.

there exists no beautiful surface without terrible depths behind it.

why do things never work out for me?

what kind of charade are you playing?

are you speaking with a forked tongue?

you've changed your tune.

every morning i'm stupid enough to check my phone.

do you know what _____ said to me?

where do you know ____ from?

you called me thirteen times.

well, hunger knows no friend but its feeder.

the idea that vodka doesn't betray secret drinking is only half true.

did i ask for ______?

i wish i had another face to give you.

people who talk about things they have no idea about always talk about antioxidants.

it is what it is. i can't make it any less melancholic.

you seem a bit frazzled. hectic.

you radiate wretchedness.

we can smooth out the details at my place.

everything is going just as you planned.

if you're born a penny, you'll never be a dollar.

do you have a safety pin, or bandage hook?

you really know your stuff.

i'm the internet's most useless troll.

one man's floor is another man's ceiling.

would you mind calming down with the sayings?

what do i do now?

there's nothing like champagne before food.

you're so pretty.

shall i tell you a fairytale?

there are so many things to glare at.

fame is a mask that eats into the face.

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@4sabers (ashoka) sent: i'll eat yours, if you don't want it.

Not exactly the best manners, but the way Katrina's currently sitting at the table has one knee up by her chest, elbow balanced over it, utensil dangling in hand. Luckily for her, the portion Ashoka had motioned to just so happens to be her least favorite part of this particular meal - a fact she no doubt knew, probably part of why she's offering - and so Katrina slides it towards her easily, without a second thought.

"Think I could get away with not going to lessons today?" Lips are tilted in the slightest little pout as she fidgets with her fork. "I think I'll lose my mind if I have to sit there quietly while there's another tangent-turned-lecture during history."

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somadina.

dialogue prompts from somadina by akwaeke emezi.

some people don't want to hear true things. you have to be careful which ear you speak it into.

you look like you're expecting trouble.

i have never loved you any less. never spent a morning without you on my mind.

will i ever sleep at night?

you don't think, and you don't see anything.

i just want to be close to you.

it's as if i know you already.

if i don't know myself, who is it that will know me?

you don't ever notice the things i don't say. everyone has secrets.

let's not worry too much about things we can't control.

i am here. i will always be here.

did you ever love me?

we are always family, no matter where we scatter to.

i'm not very popular right now, you know.

you belong to yourself first. just remember that.

people don't need to see everything.

people like us cannot be afraid of our gifts.

lie to me again. i dare you.

i wish i had been content with my boredom.

knowledge is worth everything.

i forget how to talk to people.

i hate seeing you in pain.

i don't think i can go back home.

i should have been there for you. i shouldn't have run.

you don't deserve what? care? touch? affection?

i'm not the one you left behind anymore.

i can't give up on you and let you hate yourself like this.

can i hold you, or will you bite my hand off?

we were always going to change, but the love doesn't change, you hear?

take it easy. you can handle this.

don't offer to pay me again.

you haven't lost me. not yet.

knowing what i want wouldn't help you stop me.

you don't look well. i think you need to sleep some more.

how are you managing?

you didn't lose me. you threw me away.

don't worry. you will always have a family.

your face is doing that thing where you're in pain but you're pushing it away.

sometimes doing nothing is the wicked thing.

i don't feel so strange with you.

sometimes i feel like i don't really exist.

if you won't fight for your own life, what will you fight for?

i don't like that tone. avoid it.

are you making a joke right now?

i always told you the truth.

you are not a victim here. which part of this is hard for you?

there's something very wrong with you.

the magic has to go somewhere.

do you want to go home?

looking away doesn't make things disappear.

it's going to be alright. everything is going to be alright.

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tiny details

when katrina’s really bothered by something if she’s not watching her body language too much her nose will scrunch up for just a second and her lips will twitch. it looks almost like a little sniff

when her hand scars are bothering her her hand fidgets will get less complex (e.g. going from twirling a pencil between her fingers to just holding it in one hand and tapping it between two fingers of her other hand)

she keeps her nails short both because she prefers it that way and because she wears gloves so much

because she wears gloves she can't pick at her nails, so she has a bad habit of biting at her lips

the only colored pens she owns are blue and red and that's only because they came in a pack with the black pens

when she's listening to music she'll often bob her head along to the beat just a little

all her shoes are black because it goes with everything and she doesn't care enough about fashion to get other colors to coordinate with

however most of her jewelry is gold because she knows it looks better on her than silver and goes better with a lot of the colors she usually wears

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be my memory.

dialogue prompts from 6x21-7x3 of the wb's smallville.

if anything comes down this tunnel, kill it.

it takes more than a bullet to stop a _____.

well, doesn't that just fill you with the warm fuzzies?

you should try picking up a phone occasionally.

letting go never was one of your strong points, was it?

you're accusing me of what, exactly?

it's surprising what people will do when they feel they have no other options.

was that jab directed at my chin?

that's not a newspaper, that's a cat box liner.

you're always welcome here. you're practically family.

i know that look. it's usually followed by you almost getting yourself killed.

we all have our secrets. sometimes we have to keep them to protect the people we care about.

you never could handle your liquor.

you're gonna be fine. do you understand me?

don't let them do this to anyone else.

you just stay with me, okay? don't leave me.

you're not a cat. don't skulk around like one.

i'm gonna make damn sure ____ doesn't do this to anyone else.

i don't think you're gonna get rid of me that easily.

why would i knowingly walk straight into enemy fire?

i never asked you for your help, and i never will.

what kind of a monster are you?

don't lie. it's too late for all that.

that's the last time you'll ever touch me.

'hope' isn't a word in my vocabulary. i need results.

i know you're looking for a guy who doesn't play by the rules.

you just died and came back to life. don't you think you should at least have your blood pressure taken?

redemption doesn't suit you.

i thought i'd come by and see if i could get more than two words out of you.

loving someone is hard. anger is so clean.

at first you don't know how you'll make it through, but somehow you do. just trust me on this one.

keeping you out of trouble has become a bad habit of mine.

you can't break up with me. we're not even a couple.

i haven't killed anyone yet, but you're starting to tempt me.

since when is truth in journalism 'old guard'?

i laid out the breadcrumbs and waited for the wolf to come knocking.

with a gun pointed at your head, you'll say anything, won't you?

you'll never hurt another person again.

if you want to come home, you'll be safe.

your prose leaps off the page like a bengal tiger.

am i hearing things, or did you just offer me a job?

be my memory, then. tell me about ____.

we can't always be everything our fathers expect us to be.

i guess i'm not used to being the one who needs to be protected.

i guess i don't have to ask which side of the family you come from.

has anyone ever told you you're a little uptight?

i'm not a big fan of small talk.

looks like you don't know me as well as you thought you did.

____ saved me from drowning in the evil of my ways.

i want us to wake up every morning and be there for each other.

[mcmorare]

sooooooo.... <3

and if i were to be making a fake wikipedia page for tl katrina. what then

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random sentence prompts  ━ from various tv shows, part 18

you don’t have to believe me right now, i just need you to promise me that if things get bad, you’ll put an end to things before it goes too far.

anytime you say that we’re fine, it means that we’re not fine.

some stains you can’t wash clean.

she’s mean. and hot.

not every story gets a happy ending.

am i too damaged to be with somebody?

when i have something good, i feel compelled to ruin it.

there’s a nightmare happening under my skin.

fear is something that lives inside us. just like hope or joy or love.

there’s some hard choices coming, and no one here seems willing to make them.

i don’t know. and that is fucking terrifying.

how is it that you get to fuck everything up and still have everything, always?

oh, i’m sorry, did i hit a fucking nerve?

we were a safe space on a bad day.

i didn’t think that i could find myself unless i left.

i hate sappy movies. i find them torturous. 

people leave because they find something they like better.

i really don’t like who i’m becoming right now.

don’t get involved in other people’s bullshit. that just gets in the way.

no one in their right mind would want to be with the person you’ve become. 

i washed down a bad day with sex.

why are you so competitive?

you have so much you haven’t dealt with.

i’m really sorry that i fucked your life up.

do you, like, prey on people’s whose lives are already falling apart?

i think you should probably go find yourself a new hero.

it’s safer for you to stay away from me.

being around you right now really messes me up.

don’t ever fuck with me. i will know.

is there any point in fighting it? 

i’m wide awake. i’ve never been more awake in my life.

you asked me out. you know, just saying.

you’re a sucker for a sob story.

i like you, but you’re scary though.

i’m not betting my life on your fucking hunch.

stay alive, you piece of shit.

i stayed because you were hurting, and now i’m hurting. 

you wanna thank me? bury your old self and don’t look back.

what’s the point of being friends if we can’t be friends?

i like you a lot better when you’re not yelling at me.

we’re all gonna fucking die.

i’m the person that when i get too close to someone, i push them away, and i don’t trust myself not to do that to you.

that other night is how i know i lost myself for a minute.

no wonder your family’s a fucking mess.

i’m not planning on dying here tonight, so shut the fuck up.

so you led a pig to shit, and now you’re surprised you made a mess?

i’ve gotta get back to my family.

i want you to be just a little more thoughtful sometimes.

what do i do wrong? why is it so fucking hard to be in a relationship with me?

we can’t sit here hoping for the best.

you met your match. she’s as strong as you are. can you handle it?

i’m so into you, and i can’t handle it. i don’t want to feel this way.

i don’t need a fucking reminder of what’s at stake. 

if this is the end, then i want it to end with you.

my heart’s belonged to you since the moment i met you.

you’re the love of my life, for as long as that life may last.

it’s not your fear that feeds the forest, it’s hope.

what starts in chaos ends in chaos. 

i’m your friend, and i’m not going to let you treat me like shit too.

i have come at it from all the strength that i have.

i don’t want you in my bed anymore.

i don’t need you. i just want you. so, no pressure, or anything like that. 

look at me, i’m disappearing.

you need to work on your own shit. you have deep wounds, and i don’t know who hurt you, but somebody did.

you don’t love me. 

you got people out there that you care about?

today was intense.

since we already did the time, we might as well do the crime.

even your friends think you’re bad news.

you know me more than anyone else in this entire world. you’re my best friend i’ve ever had.

you’re not a waste of time.

how hard is it to be faithful to someone you’re in love with?

every good thing in my life ends up broken because of me. 

i hurt everyone and everything i touch. it doesn’t matter what happens to me anymore.

what is your thing? what’s going to make you happy these days?

it smells like stress sweat in here. is it me?

all i do is give you fucking space.

everybody fucking wants something from me, and it’s exhausting.

we don't have time for this. 

you don’t know how to do nothing.

i’ve had a fuck sandwich of a week.

no one is ever going to love you because you’re incapable of loving anyone but your fucking self. 

what about you? what do you deserve?

that’s shame. you have to address that.

love? i don’t even like myself right now, like at all.

it’s okay, you know. to be sad.

[mcmorare]

highfire.

dialogue prompts from highfire by eoin colfer.

you can't help but love your kin, but that doesn't mean you can't hate them.

staying straight don't pay the bills.

this is me. i can't ever change.

jesus christ on a broomstick, kid.

i don't really 'hang'.

did you just murder me?

keep your head down and your mouth shut.

why the hell are you buck-ass naked?

the biggest clouds have the biggest silver linings, if a body is prepared to take advantage of chaos.

you messing with me, sir?

i will not tolerate bullshit. which i got a nose for sniffing out, by the by.

he's a bad man. worse than i figured, maybe.

i'm no snitch. i've been keeping my mouth shut since the day i was born.

my name is self-preservation, and i've been at that game a long time.

if you're so in love with humans, you should go marry one.

the less people who know, the less people will get hurt.

i'm about done with hating the world. that's hard to maintain.

you've had quite the night, and your tribulations ain't over yet.

stirring and planting notions, is what you're doing.

you look like you could sleep a hundred years, given the chance.

you can't have liberty and notoriety.

you couldn't have sent an emoji, or some shit?

i fall in love once a fortnight, but it never sticks.

it's just nice to be myself around you, after all this time.

being pigheaded just leads a fella to slaughter.

times are tough, but we all got shit to take care of.

i'm sick of watching the sunrise alone.

being a ____ is supposed to be cool.

you don't give a shit for the folks that get left behind.

you brung vodka?

i guess papa lives to preach another day.

so do you believe in god, or not?

i believe in god enough to hate him.

i got paid, so lunch is on me.

you're so skinny. you want some grits? i think we have bacon.

i guess we all got our touchy areas.

you little asshole.

what's your opinion of game of thrones, boss?

all you've gotta do is keep breathing till you die.

you know what they say: 'think of the devil, and he shall appear.'

we all got duality in us.

you don't die like normal people, huh?

you're awfully perky for a gunshot victim.

i rue the day, i surely do.

sometimes, dumb gets lucky and powerful gets dead.

there's always some dick with a camera.

does anyone even use that term anymore? 'wise guys'?

i admire your attitude. you got spunk.

i must be a sight.

we've been taking shifts watching over you.

i might need some help. you up for that?

i guess good things do come to those who wait.

i hope you're as sneaky as you say.

i sure am glad to see you back on your feet.

it's fight or flight time, and i am plumb out of flight.

it costs nothing to be gracious.

that's some cosmic bullshit there.

i feel like i'll never be clean again.

fuck a duck.

we're both here, sure enough.

one of us smells like the inside of a deep fryer.

i ain't been okay in a long time, but i'm a hell of a lot better with you.

most schooling ain't worth shit, that's no secret.

i can pardon you most anything, at the moment.

danny devito. i love that guy.

keep on the path and stay straight. got it?

if i need you, i'll holler. count on it.

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i never rb those "rb to give prev a hug/tell them you love them/etc" posts bc i don't wanna flood the dash and am always worried i will inevitably forget someone But just know that if i am following you ilu and your muse(s) and i am very glad that you are here in this space with me <3

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RANDOM DIALOGUE (QUESTIONS) PROMPTS (2/?)

ₓ ˚ .   ୭   ˚ ○ ◦ ˚     as always, some triggering content may be present! change any pronouns to better suit your muse(s) needs!   ˚ ◦ ○ ˚   ୧   . ˚ ₓ

why is it always my fault?

why do people call you that?

do you know anyone here?

how’s your wound?

are you worth a second chance?

after all we’ve been through, why?

when are you going to apologize to me?

you did this? for me?

will you promise me?

can’t you be on my side? just once?

what exactly do you do for a living?

do you even hear yourself?

sorry, what did you say?

did you mean what you said?

can i kiss you?

truth or dare?

are you comfortable?

what were they like?

what time do you want me to pick you up?

how can you say that to me?

how could you possibly think that was a good idea?

did you enjoy yourself?

why don’t you stay over?

why hire someone, when you can just do it yourself?

out of everything you could’ve said, why that?

do i know you?

you love me?

how old do you think i am?

why do they treat me like that?

have i ever given you bad advice?

do you want some company?

do you think last night was a mistake?

what are you in the mood for?

do i remind you of anyone?

where were you?

who did this to you?

can i have some cash?

tell me why i should believe a thing you say?

sorry, do you have the time?

why don’t you find out for yourself?

where do you think you’re going?

do you want one?

when am i ever wrong?

who do you think you are?

where are you going to go?

run that by me again?

i don’t know what to say?

can you kill?

why is it never your fault?

would you kill for it?

why did you do this to me?

can you be quiet?

what’s so funny?

why don’t you want to go home?

how are you so calm?

have we met before?

what was it like?

are you seriously asking me that right now?

what’s with the third degree?

you want me?

can you help me?

would you care for a dance?

are you sure you want to spend another night alone?

why do i have to apologize?

what am i supposed to do if you’re not here?

why would they do that?

do you want me to grab dinner?

can you help me bring these in?

how annoying can you be?

how do you think that makes me feel?

why didn’t you fight back?

what are you so afraid of?

can you tell me what happened?

you did this all by yourself?

how can i help you?

how do you sleep at night?

you’re sorry?

how do you keep a secret like that?

what’s going on?

we’re friends, right?

how about i take you home?

why won’t you just listen to me?

you wanna mess around?

what does that eleven mean?

when will you learn?

how could you even ask me something like that?

does it hurt?

why did you do it?

can you hear me?

do you have a ride home?

you’re afraid of the dark?

would you like to try?

why did you do that for me?

you really think i’m beautiful?

is it noticeable?

where did you get all that money?

where did you get this?

do you know what i did?

where did you go?

like what you see?

can i touch you? here?

how many people have you killed?

can i borrow your phone?

can you keep a secret?

do you want us to stop?

where have you been?

another round?

when’s the last time you had a full night’s rest?

do you really think that’s a good idea?

what does that have to do with anything?

have you eaten anything today?

why do you think you feel that way?

what happened to them?

what’s your problem?

you didn’t really think you were safe, did you?

have you come to apologize?

do you know who i am?

do you want to be alone?

Originally by moosings, who originally deleted their blog.

[mcmorare]

hello today i took all my books and trinkets off the shelves and then built a new bookshelf and put all my books back and now i have to have dinner but later i will be Here and i want to Write so. holding out my memes tag to the dash