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@suburbanrelapse liked for a soft starter. || accepting.
“I suppose I’d just be wasting my breath trying to get you to go to the clinic,” he remarked, pulling the damp cloth away from their forehead and temple, a carefully assessing glance given to the gash that they’d yet to explain -- bar fight or protest were equally as likely, or knowing the parts or town that they frequented, mugging might be an equal third. He almost felt bad for the would be assailant, if that was the case. “You gonna tell me what happened or am I going to have to make a guess based on reports when I go in in the morning.” Chiding aside, he was moving to refill their drink, dragging the first aid kit out of the kitchen cabinet while he was at it.
#ELIAS & SAGE.#ELIAS & SAGE. ( ac. ) ( organic damage. )#IC.#STARTER.#SUBURBANRELAPSE#VERSE. ( ac. ) ( organic damage. )#THREAD. ( elias & sage. ) ( ac. ) ( organic damage. ) 003.
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@suburbanrelapse liked [x] for a starter from kristin, ac verse.
❝ you think you understand, but you don’t. ❞
#ic. ( kristin ortega. )#starter. ( kristin ortega. )#IN CHARACTER.#starter.#ortega & sage.#verse. ( ac. )#suburbanrelapse#do not re.b.l.og.#july 2018.#ARCHIVED.
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@suburbanrelapse played the Muse Roulette!
When Jonathan Crane looked up from the cluttered table, he wasn’t entirely sure what he expected to see, but the person in front of him certainly wasn’t it. He exhaled sharply through his nostrils, more than a little annoyed by the disturbance-- he was sitting in a coffee shop, trying to grade these abysmal papers his students had written, and he just wanted to get them done.
“May I help you?”
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@suburbanrelapse sent a Muse Roulette! - Always Accepting - Your Mainverse
Allie had arranged to meet with a new source at a local bar that he frequented most nights. The place wasn’t much, but he tended to spend a lot of time here. More often than not, it sure beat going home to nothing.
When his source entered at the time they had agreed upon, he took a quick drink before standing up, a quick flash of a grin and an offering of his hand to the other. “Alexander Knox. Listen, uh... Thanks. Thanks for meeting me. I really do appreciate it.”
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What about Dollface?
“They’re absolutely amazing and they’re definitely too good for me. They’ve got morals and shit like that and they kill according to who deserves it. That’s not what I do, and I don’t know why they still stay around. Maybe it’s because I’d let them tell me who to kill. All the same, I would never want to hurt them.”
“Whether or not I’m good for them, I’ll stick with them as long as I can. It’s fun hanging around them. Always involves some breaking and entering into nice places, which I can’t say is a bad thing. They definitely make it all worth it.”
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( Breaking In The Recruits ):
@suburbanrelapse // 𝔖𝔞𝔤𝔢
👑 〰〰〰 “ I cannot say I understand your reasoning, but I suppose that is not exactly relevant to the conversation, now is it? ”
#( ᶦᵐ ˢᵖᵉᵃᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉⁿᵍᵘᶦⁿ || ic )#( ᶦ ˢᵃʷ ᵛᵃˡᵘᵉ ᶦⁿ ᵏᵉᵉᵖᶦⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃˡᶦᵛᵉ ᵃˢ ᵃⁿ ᵃˡˡʸ || new followers )#suburbanrelapse
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“Everyone knows that ‘complicated’ is a code word for bitch.”
Meme || Accepting
“Would you rather me call whatever this is between us as a bitch, then?” He smirks. “Huh. You’re right. That does fit just as well.”
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@suburbanrelapse | sc.
He moves slower these days. What else can you really expect when you’re recovering from three bullets to the chest? It’s harder to move, harder to breathe, just... harder. Still, Rin manages to find the grimiest bar in Gotham in a place so affectionately referred to as The Narrows. It’s quiet, mostly, and no one looks at him twice.
Ordering a whiskey, Severin runs a hand over his face and leans against the bar, hoping the guy with the offer of Valium and Percocet actually manages to show up. When he gets his drink, Rin tries his damndest to be careful with it, his hands trembling as they are, and still manages to spill it partially in the lap of the person sitting next to him. “Shit. M’sorry.”
#suburbanrelapse#ᵈᵒᵈᵍᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵇᵘᶫᶫᵉᵗ﹠ᴵ ʷᵃᶫᵏᵉᵈ ᵃᶜʳᵒˢˢ ᵃ ᶫᵃᶰᵈᵐᶦᶰᵉ dc.#closed starter.#i don't have any norman reedus icons babe i hope this is okay
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“Can you hold this for me?” The Girl asked, though she didn’t quite give the other much of a choice. She practically shoved the toy robot into their hands. If they dropped it they dropped it. It was made of plastic anyway. The Girl sat down, placing her boombox in her lap. fiddling with the stations. Really only one thing came on anyway, but she was curious and had nothing better to do. Though it seemed the more she jacked around with it, the more frustrated she became. [⚠️] @suburbanrelapse liked for a starter [⚠️]
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@suburbanrelapse // ???
❛ Riddle me this; At the end of a long dark cave, there is a monster made of lead. Be careful. One twitch of the finger and you will release it. What is it ? ❜
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a starter for @suburbanrelapse he’s a single father ; Sage London’s motel room
He’s used to feeling persecuted, and had even grown used to BEING persecuted, but he’s still adjusting to the idea that he might actually be some sort of criminal fugitive, a child abductor no less. Not that Melanie Bird had any LEGAL claim to Levi, nor did the Divisions keep her locked in their lab for any ethical purpose, and David had lost a lot of time wondering if abducting an abductee still made him an abductor, but the FEELING persists.
“London?” David calls through the motel room door. “Or-- DOLLFACE, it’s David. Haller, David Haller--” Which maybe isn’t something he should announce. He’s too exhausted to even glance down the hall, but his arms tighten PROTECTIVELY around the little girl strapped to his chest. “Doll, I need your help. I did something-- stupid, and it’s catching up.”
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TRANSFERRED FILE. || @suburbanrelapse Sage & Elias. VERSE: modern. ( ac. ) 001. THREAD: to be named.
“You look tense. Intense. Same difference. Either way, you look like you could use a drink. Wanna talk about it? Or are you looking for a distraction?”
A faint flicker of a smirk, though really he was just too damn tired to give it much effort as he hefted his frame onto the bar stool “First and the last sound like a winner,” he rumbled, calloused fingers digging out the pack of smokes from his pocket to tap one out, offered first to the woman beside him before snagging one for himself, shoving it into the corner of his mouth.
Sage gladly takes one of the offered cigarettes, even though they technically have their own in their pocket. They light it themself, offering the flame to the stranger as well before putting it away. Next they flag down the bartender again. “Another for me, and go ahead and queue up a few of whatever this gentleman would like.” They’ve accumulated enough over the years to live comfortably- even if it’s mostly spent on booze and distractions.
They take another look at him, seeing how tired he seems. They understand the feeling; the bone-deep exhaustion that comes with running away from some aspect of reality, all while being forced to live with it right in your face every day. “Long day, I’m guessing?”
“Thanks,” he mumbled as she offered the flame in his direction, a quick puff to light the smoke, a deep inhale and a longer exhale following shortly thereafter, the smoke breathed up and away out of reflex. “Vodka – whatever, I’m not picky,” he indicated to the bartender, before his gaze flickered back to the stranger, a loitering glance that took in shape and form and attire and stance, soaking in the smaller details that he hadn’t paid much attention to the first time. “Appreciate it,” he half grunted, his weight half resting on one elbow bent against the edge of the bar. “Mmm.”
A flicker of an eyebrow upwards, his gaze turning to follow the smoke from his cigarette for a moment, weighing his response for a few heartbeats. LONG LIFE. “Long day. Days,” he admitted, his other hand rubbing at the nape of his neck for a moment. “Name’s Elias. Ryker. And you would be?” Something was nagging, something that should’ve rung a bell, or a warning sign, but he was too damn tired to care enough to pay attention.
#ELIAS & SAGE.#ELIAS & SAGE. ( ac. ) ( organic damage. )#IC.#REPLY.#SUBURBANRELAPSE#VERSE. ( ac. ) ( organic damage. )#THREAD. ( elias & sage. ) ( ac. ) ( organic damage. ) 001.
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@suburbanrelapse gets a first meeting starter from rori for sage! ac.
“So what is it that you’re looking at getting done today?” It was clear that the potential client was familiar with the process of body art and piercings, at least -- she would assume so, unless they were riding around in a rather nicely decorated sleeve that wasn’t their own. She could hope, anyways, it always made things easier when she didn’t have to start with the basics.
#ic. ( rori dearing. )#starter. ( rori dearing. )#went with something super generic but it seemed an easy way to get them to cross paths the first time#since rori is a pretty renowned tattoo artist in the circles#and if sage was looking for allies and she'd learned rori's name through her activist work#and found out she was a tattoo artist#it'd be an easy way to arrange an 'accidental' meet / encounter#whatever ??#i wasn't sure how well known sage's sleeve was in the activist circles?? so i went with rori not recognizing it#but it could also just take her a minute ??#anyways#suepr excited#so excited i can't type super#IN CHARACTER.#starter.#suburbanrelapse#rori & sage.#do not re.b.l.og.#july 2018.
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❛ half of me is a hopeless romantic and the other half is, well, an asshole ❜
His lips curls up in dramatic disgust. Hopeless romanticism. What a waste. Romanticism was hopeless. “ I’d stick to being an asshole. Better pay off. ”
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“Not to alarm you,” he says, “but get the fuck down.” Though really he knows that they’re not really the person to be warning about that sort of thing, besides the whole need for them to be out of his shot enough he feels secure taking it. His target is far away enough that for anyone else it would have been difficult to ascertain, but he’d always been of the mind that farther is better for people who’d want to kill him.
“Once I’m done with this,” he continues, quietly, lining up the shot. “We’ll have a little more free time than expected.” Not that he’s putting the cart before the horse, but he can fucking make something like this.
#suburbanrelapse#v: the only reason that I'm here is to wreak havoc#this is.....waves hands.....a Thing
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@anonymous sent in a question for me about saori & rori.
How did you come up with the ideas for the girls? ( rori and saori) They're really cool!
Meep! First off, THANK YOU SO MUCH ! As I’m sure everyone knows, I’ve been watching Altered Carbon pretty consistently the last month or so and I really loved the setting, the scenery, the ideals, the conflicts, the problems with and just the whole concept of the Envoys and the Uprising as led by Quell in the series. I’d considered making one of the Envoys, there’s a female Envoy that’s played by the actress that played Sarah in the Crow series that I’ve always been a huge fan of and I had considered picking her up – she has like, five minutes of screentime and says two things, I think, but I always have a lot of fun fleshing out those characters but I was waffling about it, hadn’t quite decided.
Then somebody on my dash had reblogged a photo set of Jessica Chastain in the Huntsman: Winter’s War and she was in leather and had a bow and arrow and it looked like she was covered in ashes (pretty sure it was snow but whatever) and it just struck me as very High Key Envoy Aesthetic. And I kind of waffled about it, and reblogged a few things w/ Jessica as a potential face claim and then I thought about it some more, and made a couple sample icons. And I’d been talking with @suburbanrelapse about some AC plots w/ Sage which included writing a verse w/ Elias & Tak & Sage & whomever else where Sage had been an ally / working with / scout for etc. the Envoys, where she’d known Takeshi, etc. and they’d worked together some but w/ Sage being either out on a mission or back in town for supplies or something during the attack on Stronghold and
That got me thinking about how there were probably lots of other stragglers, go-betweens and allies / sympathizers for the Uprising, there has to be for any rebellion to work and Quell constantly emphasized the importance of making assets, of gathering allies, of taking advantage of any and all help that the locals in any area could provide, even if it ended up getting the locals killed, etc. because the Cause was what mattered and I figured that would be doubly important on Harlan’s World; they’d need constant help with supplies, intel, information about military ongoings, whether anyone knew they were there, where they were, etc. etc. And honestly at first I kind of waffled between making Saori a straight up Envoy, because they’re bad ass, but I didn’t want to detract from the importance / trauma of Takeshi being the -last- Envoy and I waffled about how important to make her and how much she would actually know about the Uprising / how involved she’d be because I didn’t want to be a Power Player type when making her but I also wanted her to be important enough to actually have Plot Points and options when it came to interactions, whether it was with Envoys, day to day people in the city, Protectorate agents investigating her, whatever.
So I mulled on that a bit and then I made a post about the things I was waffling about: whether to make her an Envoy, whether I wanted her to survive til Tak’s re-sleeving, general IDK WHAT TO DO WITH THIS SHIT and Liz poked me and suggested that it could be a descendant, same face claim, different personalities and histories etc and I was like !!! Yes, good !!! So then I settled on having Saori as the daughter of a high ranking military officer on Harlan’s World, which would give her access to the information and supplies that would make her of interest to Quell / the Uprising at large, and then I had to decide what kind of personality she’d have, whether she’d be willing to help the Uprising out of anger and spite, or out of a genuine desire to help / true belief in the hazards of what Quell foresaw for the future, and it just sort of built itself in pieces from there.
As far as spinning Rori off from that, one, I had to settle on how Saori got to Earth, why, and why her son would still have Dearing as a last name (Liz had also suggested that Rori could be the sister for her Claire, giving us a fun connection to play off of and tying in the connection to Takeshi & Harlan’s World). And Liz and I talked options about personality and the relationship between Claire and Rori and Liz suggested Black Sheep vs Golden Child because we could – I decided to keep to the more idealized version of rebel child, as (an unknowing ic but fully aware ooc) homage to Saori, also with the intent of it being a little more like seeing a ghost in the flesh for Sage and Liz’s Takeshi / or anyone else that would have known Saori and sees her doppelganger in the flesh in Bay City, 250 years later. I’ve had a lot of time to think about the various flaws in the system when it comes to the way that the penal system transformed over the centuries in Altered Carbon’s universe, and had so many problems with it as a concept of anything that is supposed to equal reform. There’s so much debate between reform and punishment now in our world, in our time; the system in the future world represented in Altered Carbon literally removed any potential for reform, re-education. It literally just puts you in a time out and the body that you came in with has to be rented by your family / friends if they don’t want it being rented out / sold off / handed off to the next batch of prisoners that are being released.
It doesn’t actually punish the hard core criminals - the only ones it punishes are the ones that actually care about their families and friends - it entirely removes the ability to think about your actions and consequences - it punishes your family if they are trying to come up with the money to keep your sleeve on the slab waiting for you - it punished your family if they can’t and they see someone else walking around with your face – there are just so many ethical issues and that’s assuming that the people that run the prison systems aren’t so corrupt that they’re literally just doing it for the money that can be made –
So really, that seemed like something that I could very easily write a character being up in arms about, plus it’s the kind of thing that, as coming from a Meth family, she should be totally oblivious to or uncaring about, especially in contrast with Claire who as a Meth and a doctor / scientist, works at Psychasec in the field of developing the latest and highest end synth and cloned bodies that exist – so the contrast in concepts of basic morality and basic acceptance of the penal system and sleeving / resleeving norms of the age between the sisters was super appealing. Plus, it was something that I figured Sage would be right there with, which would give plotting opportunities with @suburbanrelapse‘s awesome ac concept / verse – and it was something that both Liz’s Elias & Tak would respond well to / create potential plot hooks / thread ideas / Trouble plot points for etc.
Deciding on random personality bits, what kind of tattoos, piercings, body mods, how much trouble she’s actually gotten into, age, where she lives, what kind of income she uses vs. has access to etc. just kinda fell in as I was writing stuff up. And I’m still fleshing things out for both of them, I probably will be for a long time but. Yeah! I hope this is the ramble you were wanting out of your question - if you want to know anything else at all let me know ?????
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