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#░░░ ✟  WAKE UP! WAKE UP! YOU PROMISED! ❜ ➟ ( 006 / QUEUE. )
dreadsleep · 6 years
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NAME: Quentin Smith NICKNAME: Q, Quin, Tin.  AGE: 18 SPECIES:  Human.
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MORALITY:  Chaotic Good  RELIGION: Catholic  SINS:  greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath VIRTUES: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice KNOWN LANGUAGES:  English, ASL, Spanish.
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BUILD: scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average HEIGHT:   5′9 SCARS  /  BIRTHMARKS:  N/A ABILITIES  /  POWERS:  LUCID DREAMING RESTRICTIONS:   vulnerable when dreaming. 
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FOOD:   Anything really, he forgets to eat sometimes & tends to eat whatever he could find afterwords.  PIZZA TOPPING: again, anything except anchovies.  COLOR:  blue, green, red, and black. MUSIC GENRE: Gothic rock, rock, alternative, etc.  MOVIE GENRE: something light, he gets enough horror as is. CURSE WORD:   “fuck” “shit” “god damnit” etc. SCENTS:  chlorine from a pool, the district scent of energy drink.
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BOTTOM OR TOP: Switch.
SINGS IN THE SHOWER:  everything and anything,  LIKES PUNS:  yeah but he’s too tired to actually make or laugh at them.
tagged by:@octoberdescends 
tagging: idk man uh @hvadeina @mediuming @grndzeros @lackspraise???
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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@xeffie-thredsonx / sc
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❛ you know, i keep being told I’m not a true Catholic. ❜ long ago he stopped going to church, it became a place of horror for him, a place of sorrow, a place that used to bring him happiness and joy tainted by the toxin-tipped claws of death and father time. he can’t bare stepping in anymore, instead choosing to practice devotion outside.  ❛ It’s a heavy subject, but most of ‘em are old time folk.  ❜
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dreadsleep · 5 years
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❝ I don’t see anyone. Do you see anyone? ❞
✞ ❛ @graveiary / acceping ig / idk where this meme is man ❜ ✟
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✞ a buzz in his brain- something telling him the situation they were in spelled danger, and every corner they turned seemingly another notch in the time they had to live, but he wasn’t going to allow this death to be on his hands, blood not spilled today and he’ll make sure. ❛ no. ❜ a hush though the town , a danger zone filled with those who want them dead and yet, he remains alive, and he won’t be killed anytime soon. ❛ we have to go. ❜  ✟
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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@depthstarved / sc
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Generators finally started, all done as gate opens slowly, he signals the other quietly, not letting them fall victim to the creature lurking, it wasn’t the nightmare this time, something different, something sinister seemingly watching, consuming,   ❛ c’mon, it’s time to go. ❜
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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@thegothfiles / sc
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❛ Why would you say that? ❜ THE TRUTH was often harsh, served with toxin dripping from words, but god he didn’t want to hear it, not today, not ever, living with bliss of a man who doesn’t want to understand the world around him, and instead being one who drifts though the world with a slight sense of ease. ❛ fuck.  ❜ 
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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[  aggressively  drinks  beer  ] / FENG MIN
✞ ❛ that vine sentence starter i think / @hvadeina / not accepting  ❜ ✟
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✞ ❛ wtf share. how did u even get beer in here what the fuck? ❜ ✟
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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RANDOM QUENTIN SMITH SCREENCAPS 3 / ∞
Mutuals can RB / NON-RP BLOGS & NON-MUTUALS DNR
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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░░░ ✟ NO MORE MEDS. ❜ ➟ ( 001 / OUT. )
░░░ ✟ LIKE SPEED FOR PEOPLE WITH ADHD. ❜ ➟ ( 002 / AES. )
░░░ ✟ YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE IN SOMETHING. ❜ ➟ ( OO3 / CH ST. )
░░░ ✟ ARE YOU SURE YOU DON’T WANT SOME?. ❜ ➟ ( 004 / ASK. )
░░░ ✟ YOU’RE NOT REAL ; YOU’RE NOT REAL! ❜ ➟ ( 005 / ANON. )
░░░ ✟  WAKE UP! WAKE UP! YOU PROMISED! ❜ ➟ ( 006 / QUEUE. )
░░░ ✟  GOOD ! YOU DESERVE AT LEAST THAT. ❜ ➟ ( 007 / PROMPT. )
░░░ ✟  WE HAVE TO STAY AWAKE. ❜ ➟ ( 008 / PROMOS. )
░░░ ✟  YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THIS WILL DO TO YOUR BODY. ❜ ➟ ( 009 / HC. )
░░░ ✟  WHY DON’T YOU FUCKING DIE ALREADY? ❜ ➟ ( 010 / TBD. )
░░░ ✟  I JUST NEED A REFILL. ❜ ➟ ( 013 / VIS ; SELF )
░░░ ✟  ``OH GOD..`` NO...JUST ME. ❜ ➟ ( 666 / VIS ; FREDDY )
░░░ ✟  BECAUSE WE TOLD THE TRUTH. ❜ ➟ ( 1907 / VIS ; ELM STREET KIDS )
░░░ ✟  YOU’RE IN MY WORLD NOW BITCH. ❜ ➟ ( 100 / V ; MAIN | POST MOVIE )
░░░ ✟  TROUBLED KID ; SOMETHING’S WRONG. ❜ ➟ ( 200 / V ; 2ND | PRE MOVIE )
░░░ ✟  DREAMWALKER. ❜ ➟ ( 300 / V ; 3RD | DBD )
░░░ ✟  WE SURVIVED. ❜ ➟ ( 400 / V ; 4TH | UNDETERMINED )
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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Which would you prefer; No dreams whatsoever or Dreams (without Freddy, guaranteed)?
✞ ❛ QUESTIONS FOR QUENTIN / ACCEPTING ❜ ✟
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✞ HE THINKS FOR a while, both are seemingly good choices, both free him from the horror of the visage burned from gasoline by his father, crimes he had no hand in and payments that weren’t his to suffer, lips part slowly, choosing carefully, as dreams, as wonderful as they are still spell danger, even if the real freddy isn’t in them, he would still be susceptible to terrifyingly realistic visions of that who caused various scars upon his body, mind, soul. ❛ no dreams. ❜ there’s a reason he takes the suppressants, to stop all dreams whatsoever, to end his suffering, get a good nights sleep, pitch darkness behind eyelids seemingly a void that spells safety rather then spewing danger, no dreams guarantees he’s safe, no panic, no reminders, just him in the endless darkness.✟
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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“ -- i’m always careful. " six, you /literally/ headbutted one of the killers in the stomach once.
@depthstarved / meme from 6 days ago / not accepting !
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✞ HE’S HAVING a hard time believing the other, as he had just witnessed the small one headbut one freddy and stun him momentarily, a slight sigh before he pats the smaller child’s back,  ❛ okay. ❜ you’re gonna give him a heart attack, six. ✟
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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❛ hey, do you want me to kill that guy for you? ‘cause it sounds like he sucks, and i’ll totally kill that guy for you. ❜
@spoilednight / meme from forever ago / not accepting
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✞ ❛ At this point ? yeah. ❜  please end freddy, frankie. ✟
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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❛ well, here goes nothing - you ever seen a ghost? ❜
@gotsquip / idk what meme this is and i’m too scared to ask / not accepting 
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✞ ❛ that’s not a weird question, though your little pep talk in the beginning was.   ❜ he’s tired, spent so much time trying not to see a ghost, only to be asked if he has, in fact, seen a ghost, which the obvious answer would be yes, though Quentin being himself doesn’t want to scare the other too bad, so he says, ❛ No.  ❜  you know, like a liar. ✟
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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“You should come by my place…I’ll give you the grand tour.” this one too jfhdhfd leoN!!!
✞ ❛ @lyncurii​ / THIS MEME / ACCEPTING?  ❜ ✟
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✞ a small smile tugs at fair features, a laugh before he looks at the other, ❛ is this your way of asking me to stay over? ❜ leon seemed to be semi-awkward in properitions, despite them knowing each other for a while, a small pause, before he gives a slight nod, ❛ Yeah, okay, give me the grand tour ! show me what you’ve got around, Mister policeman.❜  a playful shove before allowing the other to lead the way.  ✟
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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“My keys are in my pocket. Can you get them for me?” ;3 leon
✞ ❛ that one meme again / @lyncurii / accepting  ❜ ✟
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✞ ❛ you don’t have to ask me twice. ❜ winks with both eyes. passes out.  ✟
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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echoing voices murmur in the dark, a mixture of sweet and distorted --- with a hint of radio static. they whisper, giggle, beckon: " quentiiiiin! "
@terrorshe / we really out here killin quen huh? / accepting
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✞ VOICE, STATIC, an illusion of days without sleep- or something he had to take caution with, tired eyes scan the room as darkness envelops vision, there’s something there and he knows it- but he’s not sure were, terror fills psyche as panic begins to fill bones to the core, a slight cold sweat forms as he explores deeper, slightly enticed by the  sweet flowing lyrical voice that flowed terrifyingly through static void. part of him wants to leave, turn back now, take off, hope this is just another dream ( it can’t be, dream suppressants working full time, this is real - and even with them, he’s so tired. ) another step into darkness and flashlight beam landing on anything in sight, something’s here, and he doesn’t like it, ❛ who’s there? ❜  voice seemingly landing flat, as though there’s nothing to carry it into the surrounding, he’s gotten into trouble and now he has to deal with this, or he has to leave. and it seems he can’t do the latter. ✟
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dreadsleep · 6 years
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@illabyed / sc
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Shaken visage of a kid he used to be, before the horror, before the murders that took place, a sharp tone  ❛ he’s dead. that’s all i’m going to say. ❜ was he though? truly you can’t rid of fear, can’t escape the past dealt, but he could try and ignore, push deeper and make sure it never reaches the surface. 
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