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  she’s beauty, she’s grace,  and she’s been up for three charging cycles.   they’re the closest thing junebug compares to days because she hasn’t   held a charge longer than six hours. ( not for weaver’s lack of trying. )          all the same, she’s concerned. she thinks it’s concern; it feels like          concern.        the black mold that covers her circuitry and made the          ability for her to feel tells her it’s concern. her hand? hand. it feels a          bit strange, moving, clenching a blanket.    she drapes it over small          shoulders that are used to carrying weight that they shouldn’t have to.                                                                                                             ❛ you need sleep, weaver. ❜

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out. idk if anyone’s still here but like this for a small starter.

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neverscape:

Kentucky Route Zero

I can’t feel at home in this world anymore

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it’s too late to love you now

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palette challenges are fun.

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slanting:

Gregory Crewdson, ‘Beneath the Roses’ series.

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GAME GRUMPS SENTENCE STARTERS. 

❝ God, what if we just fucked one day? ❞

❝ Don’t sass me in front of the internet. ❞

❝ Follow your stupid fucking dreams. ❞

❝ Come at me scrub lord, I’m ripped. ❞

❝ I just wanna have sex with space. ❞

❝ Get in the tub with me, daddy. ❞

❝ Will you just relax and let me kill for money? ❞

❝ That sounds like your problem. Fuck you. ❞

❝ Stay in school. Don’t do drugs. Eat your teeth. ❞ 

❝ Make like a tree and fucking die. ❞

❝ Dude just…just pity laugh at least. ❞

❝ Man, Club Penguin’s gotten weird. ❞

❝ We are like the Stephen Kings of stupid. ❞

❝ Why do you enjoy watching me suffer so? ❞

❝ Do I have to jerk you off to blow your mind? ❞

❝ I haven’t had so much fun since I killed my parents. ❞

❝ Unfortunately I had sex with a guy/girl over the weekend. ❞

❝ What’s a vegetarian zombie say? GRAAAAAAAINS. ❞

❝ Revenge is a best dish served fuck you. ❞

❝ Who wears pants anymore? So 2015. ❞

❝ I need an ice cream sandwich and a gentle blowjob. ❞

❝ Don’t let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya. ❞

❝ The bananas has gone bad! ❞

❝ I cared for those bananas! I raised them with my own two feet! ❞

❝ Did you know I’m a professional joke? My life is a joke. ❞

❝ What if everyone just had constant helicopter dick? ❞

❝ [ name ], does getting me wet fill you with determination? ❞

❝ I can’t prove that someone ISN’T a reptilian. ❞

❝ Wouldn’t it be funny if, like, you lost a family member? ❞

❝ These balls are coming at me fast and furious. It’s like that movie, ‘Speed’. ❞ 

❝ Call me One Direction ‘cause my relevancy is dropping by the day. ❞ 

❝ One time I killed a person and I didn’t report it to the police. ❞

❝ I wanna take a girl to the Grand Canyon, fuck her, and throw her in. ❞ 

❝ Nothing like a gunshot wound to the face to really mellow someone out. ❞ 

❝ If I can’t be the best, I sure as hell can be the worst! ❞ 

❝ [ name ], I’m on a date with a guy/girl right now and you’re embarrassing me. ❞

❝ I’ve made a decision. I’m gonna in the kitchen, gonna open the dishwasher, and I’m gonna climb inside. ❞

❝ I do apologize for my actions, even though they were totally and completely justified. ❞

❝ I could pee on this couch, right now, no problem, while looking you directly in the eyes.❞ 

❝ Look, you tell a couple jokes as a dad and suddenly everyone’s like ‘you’re making dad jokes.’ ❞

❝ All of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are blue, except for three of them. And there are four. ❞ 

❝ And Abraham said unto Moses, ‘Bro, dude, aliens.’ ❞

❝ I’m gonna throw you out the window. We don’t even have any windows in this room…I’m gonna carve out a window and throw you through it. ❞ 

❝ DO IT YOU SACK OF SHIT! – Sorry. That didn’t come out as encouraging as I meant it to. ❞

❝ [ name ], if there’s one thing I can be totally honest about, it’s that I would happily lie to your face.❞

❝ If I took pole-dancing, I would be worried that it would be too erotic for everybody else. ❞

❝ Next time we make love, [ name ], would you please refer to me as your sweet cakey treasure? ❞   

❝ I try to show at least one other human-being my butt hole every single day. ❞

❝ The only people who don’t like sluts are the people who don’t get any. ❞ 

❝ Have you ever though of a career in driving people fucking insane? Because you are already a PRO at it. ❞ 

❝ I am actively looking for ways to get you to shut the fuck up. ❞

❝ First of all, you have to stop calling it ‘Mary Jane.’ That’s the first rule of stonerdom. People will think you’re a fucking narc. ❞

❝ First of all, no one says ‘pot-eyes’, you fuckin’ narc. ❞

❝ If by OK you mean like on the inside I’m just going ‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!’ then yes, I’m quite OK ❞

❝ When you walk outside there are three elements of nature that you must avoid: snow, wind, and bees. ❞ 

❝ Could you imagine if you unlocked outfits in real life? Like, “Congratulations you wiped your ass, here’s a new shirt.” ❞

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❛                                 i like the feeling of walking through a strange place, the kind of freedom all alone. i like the feeling of finding a new face and a new voice to learn how to recognize. the static between stations gives me relief now. the space between places is where i am found.

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     junebug’s seen things the human eye would never imagine, a ghost      of a girl who saved the lives of her and her companion.  a man turn      into nothing more than a set of empty, glowing bones. a mechanical      oversized mammoth. this world was filled with things that wouldn’t      ever make sense.                           ( like how moss and electrical shortages created a soul. )                                     he asks about the supernatural, and the first thing that enters her                                     mind is weaver.  where ever she might be now.  her answer is                                     so natural, so unapolegtically honest as she glances up at him.          ❛ of course i do.                 everything exists somewhere. ❜

   ‘believe in…’ clearly he was hesitant, this wasn’t a subject he talks so freely of. knowing what was out there, and knowing who hunted the very ones he is talking about, he learned to stay “hush” about the whole supernatural area. something told him she was far from a hunter and even further from wanting to hurt him. really, he was just about to take a h u g e chance here.  

  ‘like – in supernatural and all that?’

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     the sentiment this wanderer shares with her is something she’s      known to be fact. every now and then though it pays to have the      lesson reinforced. she wonders what happened to those friends      they have in kentucky, she wonders if the zero could bring them      back to that backwards state.                          though it was hard to tell what was backwards and what was forwards.                                                          ❛ ...famous? ❜                                               there’s a flutter of a giggle that falls from her lips, batted lashes                                               and her hand moves to cover  her mouth at the idea of such an                                               insane concept.   she craves it, honestly; the spotlight. being                                                able to perform for all sorts of people willing to listen. it’s still a                                               bit out of reach, but that’s not a bad thing.        ❛ maybe. ❜                       she ponders for a few moments, before asking him a questions once more.                                                             ❛ what do you want to be? ❜

“well, it’s always good to keep things that are important close to you or else you’ll lose it,” he remarks. it may have sounded a bit uncalled for but when the alcohol began to hit his system he could be rash. (more than usual that was.)

he took a moment to swirl the liquid in his glass before finishing off the little amount that was left in it. setting the glass down, he motioned the bartender over and ordered yet another drink before responding.

“yeah, yeah you two did really good. If you keep this up I’m sure you’ll be famous in no time. if that’s what you want that is.”

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yungzefgrips:

e m p t y  r o a d  /  /  / e m p t y  h e a r t

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On the first page, someone has left an ink drawing of a horse. Several dozen blank pages later, a the end of the book, is an elaborate ink drawing of a one-legged man working an antique adding machine, surrounded by whiskey bottles.

KENTUCKY ROUTE ZERO + AESTHETIC

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        the body is starting to form.                        junebug lost the concept of being ‘human’; she has no interest in                        gaining a human heart or skin - yet her grey looks more like like                        a skin tone with each day.   as she becomes more humanoid, so                        does everything else. she’s happy though, and cricket’s happy.                                  it’s the three of them; weaver, johnny, and herself. a family.                                                   which was a concept that weaver had to explain.                           so, today for instance - junebug’s trying to cook; still wearing a                           flower that weaver had put in her hair the day prior. it’s a badge                           of pride to the blue haired android.                                                   hearing her friend stir, she smiles and quickly turns                                                   to face her; frying pan in hand.                                                                        ❛ i made pan - cakes.                                                                                       i found some chocolate chips. ❜

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yo, i’m back and eager to get the ball rolling so like this for a starter!!!

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i want to write for junebug so bad but i’m having the worst time in trying to write for her??? i can’t seem to properly channel her in any of my posts and i’ve just gotten tired of my writing? maybe i’m slowly starting to burn out ( ‘cause this is happening for my addy muse as well. ) consider this a semi hiatus.

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d.e.b.s. (2004) quote sentence starters.

❝  i didn’t even want to be a criminal. i wanted to be a pirate.  ❞

❝  did you just snap my bra?  ❞

❝  so, you’re an assassin.  ❞

❝  that’s my bunk, bitch.  ❞

❝  look, let’s just pretend that we’re in barcelona, and you’re in art school, and i’m renting sailboats to tourists, and we’re just us.  ❞

❝  i’m going to send you so far away that luxuries like toilet paper and diet coke are but a distant memory.  ❞

❝  if you’ll excuse me, i have a date with the devil.  ❞

❝  if there is evil in this world, its name is ____.  ❞

❝  you’re not as boring as i thought. but you’re not as bright, either.  ❞

❝  this is bullshit! this could not get any worse!  ❞

❝  we are going to die.  ❞

❝  i’m here because i feel more like me when i’m with you than i do when i’m with me.  ❞

❝  do you love her?  ❞

❝  you were dumped.  ❞

❝  i was not dumped!  ❞

❝  remember when you got drunk and nearly got the chancellor of bulgaria killed?  ❞

❝  they’re calling you a hero, when really you’re a slut. a gay slut.  ❞

❝  correct me if i’m wrong, but your friend seems to be hitting on my friend.  ❞

❝  oh my god! she almost kissed you! you almost let her!  ❞

❝  you owe me fifty bucks.  ❞

❝  what’s your beef with australia?  ❞

❝  have you seen my gun?  ❞

❝  i think love should be irresistible, like a drug, you know? i think when it happens you should just not be able to help yourself. i just - i wanted… more.  ❞

❝  i am really not up for dying today.  ❞