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Heheh. Hiii. I'd keep your eye on this space, I'd like to move blogs and reboot my Damien for the new year or sooner.

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ocultisms​ (Oz.):

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you were a little bit uh … intimidated by damien.  his personality often got a little , heated. both figuratively , and literally.  but despite that - he seemed like a pretty cool guy …  you were glad he came along to the camp ( despite , baring witness to your significant failure the year prior  ! )  . and he’d just caught you picking marshmallows up from the floor … so not cool.   after placing the  somewhat sandy , someone charred - treat in what one would assume was the mouth of one of your phobias.  you take a seat beside the demon . hesitating before you start speaking - 

“ so … uh ..  you’re friends with milo , right ? “  

    ...So this loser’s eating food off the ground.

    Or were they? Damien honestly didn’t know what the little phobias actually DID for Oz, but he hadn’t really found the urge to ask. Still, it’s either sitting by them or hearing some other campers fight about shit on the other log--wasn’t even over anything he could throw some punches over, either. Whatever. As fired up as he could get, he didn’t have the energy for it tonight. Rare as that was. Damien moved to sit himself down on the log, despite what he had just witnessed, without much commentary. Just yet, at least.

    However, the question about Milo raised an eyebrow somewhat.

    “...I guess. I’ve talked to them a couple times,” he replied--that made them FRIENDS, right? Maybe. Damien didn’t mind Milo, as much as they frustrated him sometimes when they commented on shit about him that he couldn’t make sense of (or didn’t want to admit to), but they were cool. “Why?”

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@lumitrs​ (Liam) sent: “ hello ? 911 ? i’d like to report a murder of my remaining brain cells …. “

I don’t remember what meme this was from -- no longer accepting

    It was hard not to cut his eyes at the vampire, a tight frown crossing Damien’s features.

    Was everybody in this fucking school a bunch of KILLJOYS? Couldn’t make one plan to set one room on fire without someone whining about it--whatever. Maybe it wasn’t everybody, Scott and Polly were fine, but most everybody could fall either or. Liam, though? Damien could literally FEEL the excitement draining from him, the comment only making it worse.

    “Yeah, tell them to come revive ME when I die of BOREDOM since you suck the fuckin’ FUN out of everything.”

    ...Yeah, not his best. Whatever.

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@brainsorwhatever sent: “ jeez , who pissed in your cornflakes this morning ? “

I don’t remember what meme this was -- no longer accepting

    Damien often wore his anger on his sleeve--much to the DISTRESS and DANGER to everybody else.

    He was having a day--not too sure WHAT caused it, maybe it was boredom. Some circling thoughts. He had started the day bad, and he was keeping up the trend. However, at the moment, he was part tossing marshmallows into the fire and part eating them, having tossed whatever else he could find in there (someone’s spare clothes, some shoes, etc.) It was soothing him, somewhat, but his heart wasn’t really in it.

    So, Brian’s appearance wasn’t exactly welcomed with the best greeting. However, his question caused him to turn his head toward him, a sharp glare tossed his way.

    “NOBODY,” he stressed, “The fuck you think I’m eating CORNFLAKES for? They’re disgusting!”

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fearembodied· (Oz.):  

It’s true that the answer to that question would most regularly be yes. The sheer IRONY of his entire existence would not make his own fear any less prominent, nor would his best efforts to control it prove any more effective.

          A particularly ghoulish cackle echoes down the long, dark hallway directly behind them, resulting in another - quite poorly contained - jump. Oz only barely resists instinctively grabbing ahold Damien and clinging to him for dear life, the fear of being promptly KNOCKED OUT for it apparently triumphing all else.

          “U-Um-!” he squeaks, and only worsens his own case in his fruitless attempt to play it cool. “I-I just- I’m- uh- making an… observation- that’s all-!”

    The grin on Damien’s face only grew--Oz was SHAKING like a damn leaf and could barely fumble his way through a LIE. (Admittedly, it was a little charming. A little.) Despite the sounds that echoed down the hallways, this was probably the LEAST terrifying place for Damien out of the whole camp. Sure, the house seemed to change on its down and the hallways felt never-ending, but it was familiar.

    The camp was surrounded by forest, with BEARS and poisonous plants--this seemed relatively NORMAL.

    “I have one, too--that’s not a fuckin’ ANSWER,” he returned around a barely contained chuckle, “What, you can’t handle a couple ghosts? Lame. I hear the wailing of the damned all the time. Just tune it out, I think I know where we’re going--though, you pull my tail out of fear, you’ll be truly scared.”

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@hellsovereign​ sent: “ i’m one call away , okay ? just one call. “

I don’t remember what meme this was from -- no longer accepting

    “...Yeah. Okay.”

    His reply was said around a small exhale out, taking some relief from his dad’s reassurance as he nodded his head and turned back toward his bag. He WANTED to go to Camp Spooky. He did. Yet...well, thinking about all that WILDERNESS put a tight knot in his stomach--something he wanted to get rid of, but nothing seemed to keep it from coming back. He continued to shove some of his clothing into the bag before pausing and turning back toward his dad again.

    “I got this. Wilderness survival is NOTHING, it’ll be fine. Still, like...if I get chased by a bear into the woods and I can’t get cell signal, what then?”

    Not that we WOULD, but it helped to be prepared. It WAS all about being prepared, wasn’t it?

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ocultisms· (Milo.):

the life of a influencer was by no means a walk the park ( it was more like a walk in the metaphorical quick-sand , be on the ball with some pristine content delivered in a timely matter into the palms of your adoring fans … or sink into the muck below … but not for you though , never for you ) .  

“ of course not darling - i would tell you if someone was going about sullying your image , wouldn’t i ? i know how important it is … “    well … maybe .. if it was in your best interest.  like now - when you were in search of something new. something fresh - to cleanse the pallet of your feed , so to speak … there was only so many flowers , and perfectly sun-lit selfies you would instagram before it became .. uh , basic.  “ - i’m just looking for something a bit more fiery to add some spice to my story .. would you mind humouring me a bit ? “  

    ...Well, he guessed he could appreciate that.

    Something had felt OFF about this whole trip--it did before he even left Hell after the year at Spooky High had ended. There was a RESTLESSNESS in him, something he usually covered with flames, violence, and crimes--yet, even after he did so, going bigger and better than before, he still felt...restless. Now there was the whole WILDFIRE shit. Kind of wanted to rip his hair out (if he knew it wouldn’t have been a pain to grow back like it was, at least.)

    It left him a little irritable--more irritable than usual.

    Still, their proposal about helping them with their story caught his interest, Damien glancing over at Milo with a somewhat tight brow, despite his curiosity.

    “...I guess I got nothin’ better to do,” he replied, “What do you need me for?”

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Me, watching my draft count climb like

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Roleplaying with me means no pressure!

I promise I WILL NOT guilt or pressure you into replies!

If I message you about something, it is an EXPRESSION OF INTEREST, not an an obligation!

I will RESPECT your decision to drop threads!

I UNDERSTAND that you have more chemistry with some partners more than others!

And I ENCOURAGE you to follow your muse!

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          this gets around rather quickly, i feel, and it’s gonna take me a bit to make a decent promo anyway, sooooooo– like and/or reblog this if you’d be interested in interacting with a m/ilo b/elladonna from m/onster prom and m/onster camp! <3

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          this gets around rather quickly, i feel, and it’s gonna take me a bit to make a decent promo anyway, sooooooo– like and/or reblog this if you’d be interested in interacting with a v/icky s/chmidt from m/onster prom and m/onster camp! <3

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@ofarson​ sent: “fuck yeah! another me!!” sure, damien has no fucking idea how this has happened, but if there’s two of him involved then he really doesn’t care. there’s chaos to be had! arson to commit! murders to begin! except... “y’got makeup on? ‘cause you’re looking fucking rad. and slightly new hairstyle?” maybe they have tips to exchange. that sure is a benefit!

random asks -- always accepting

    “Oh, shit!” 

    Yeah, Damien had no idea how this was happening--then again, he’d seen parties break the fabric of reality. This might as well happen. Though, standing face-to-face with yourself, there might be some sort of WEIRDNESS, but really he seemed just as excited as the other him. 

    However, the following questions did put a slight pause to him--a small SHIFT, a touch shy (though he’ll skin someone alive should they get that out of him) and flattered. 

    Then again, if there was anybody to admit that stuff to, it might as well be HIMSELF.

    “Uh, yeah--thanks. I mean, I’ve been screwin’ around with some scissors but everything’s still a little too short to do anything with it--but I’ve been trying some different foundations, contouring my horns a bit. Might help bring out my face more. Well, shit, are YOU? Whatever’s going on there, it looks fuckin’ sick.” 

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I caved and made a blog for a certain robot over on @urfriendcal lol

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I caved and made a blog for a certain robot over on @urfriendcal lol

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random sentence starters: the third

change around as you see fit!

“ i want to be like you. “

“ that is … literally illegal. you’re describing something illegal. “

“ what’s the plan here ? “

“ please just … come home. “

“ all i’m saying is that jurassic park could happen ! “

“ jeez , who pissed in your cornflakes this morning ? “

“ i’m a simple person. i see a cool rock , i pick it up. “

“ you’re so cute and i literally can not handle it right now , so i have to go— “

“ hey , uh , what do you got there ? “

“ we’re not friends. “

“ so , do you come here often or … ? “

“ slow down , i just want to get to know you … “

“ i’m angry at you ! i’m upset ! and you … you don’t even care ! “

“ will you promise to marry me in the future ? “

“ what are your thoughts on having kids ? “

“ oh , come on ! they were literally holding hands and becoming self aware of their own mortality ! it was a sad moment— stop laughing at me ! toy story 3 didn’t have to do us like that ! “

“ you’re my best friend. i’ll always have your back. “

“ … do you want to do something stupid with me ? “

“ you don’t have to be jealous , you know~ “

“ sing me a song. “

“ did you do this ? “

“ for once can you please be honest with me ? “

“ lets run away together. anywhere. i’m tired of this life. “

“ are you binge watching that show on netflix again ? “

“ how much britney spears i’ve listened to in the last 72 hours is none of your business ! “

“ god … i can’t look away , it’s like my eyes are drawn to it. “

“ why are you leaving ? “

“ admit it … i drive you wild. “

“ you’re so infuriating. “

“ i hate this town. “

“ i’m one call away , okay ? just one call. “

“ you want me so bad , don’t you ? “

“ i’ll just live in the forest as a goblin. “

“ you don’t know what i’m capable of. “

“ you want a tattoo of what now ? “

“ i can’t believe i’m confessing this but … i really really like you. “

“ look me in the eye when you’re breaking my heart ! you don’t get to look away , dammit ! “

“ i can’t believe we’ve just sat here for four hours and have done nothing. “

“ hey , hey , hey … guess what ? “

“ you are my platonic soulmate. “

“ someone thought we were a couple so like , we totally just hit best friend goals. “

“ the bigger the boobs , the stronger they are. that’s anime logic , at least. “

“ i can’t believe i fell in love … like an idiot. “

“ i’ve never fallen in love before … what’s it like ? “

“ hello ? 911 ? i’d like to report a murder of my remaining brain cells …. “

“ wow , look who remembered my existence. “

“ you want to hear a story ? oh uh … well … uh … l — let me tell you all about how this boy’s life got flipped turned upside down— “

“ … not many people really talk to me … “

“ tell me all about you. anything. everything. “