#flcpper

[theoutcsts]

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@flcpper​ ♥ asked ‘ ❛ memories are only there to make you bleed. ❜

                                  ‘  Well,  Ms.  Day,  that  I  have  to  agree  with.  ‘

He  supposed  his  kind  of  questioning  deserved  such  a  reply,  after  all  he  was  a  journalist  and  he  was  in  the  business  of  lies  and  slander.  Rather,  he  knew  the  world  he’d  chosen  to  prescribe  himself  into,  because  it  was  far  easier  getting  pay  cheques  than  being  a  novelist  ever  would  be,  but  he  didn’t  like  it.  Not  that  it  fully  absolved  him  of  the  ways  ‘  journalists  ‘  these  days  would  twist  words  and  create  short,  shout-able  snippets  for  the  paper  boys  on  busy  street  corners  to  yell  out  in  the  hopes  of  a  sale.  A  novel  was  not  going  to  get  him  anywhere,  but  writing  it  could  certainly  fill  up  the  hours  when  he  wasn’t  interviewing.

Forsythe  leaned  back  from  the  dark-stained  wood  table  and  looked  over  his  shoulder  at  the  band,  their  jazz  music  filling  up  the  silence  between  glasses  or  cutlery  clinking,  and  muting  the  conversations  that  took  place  around  them.  Made  it  a  strangely  private  place  to  have  a  conversation,  and  one  of  his  preferred  settings.

He  wasn’t  sure  how  Elsie  Day  felt  about  it,  because  she  seemed  a  difficult  person  to  read.  This  really  was  a  compliment,  because  there  was  a  strength  in  her  that  Forsythe  respected  (  and  perhaps  this  was  him  presuming  he  knew  anything  about  her  based  on  the  life  she  lived  in  the  spotlight  ).  He  knew  as  a  journalist  it  was  easy  to  assume  one  knew  more  about  the  subject  than  they  themselves.  There  was  also  an  air  of  ‘  I  can  make  you  anything  you’d  like  to  be  ‘,  as  if  Ms.  Day  wasn’t  already  a  mirrorball.  These  weren’t  the  pursuits  of  Forsythe  the  Third,  however,  because  all  he  wanted  as  a  sensible  conversation  paired  with  a  few  tidbits  making  his  column  enticing.  Though,  he  was  certain  any  words  spoken  by  Elsie  Day  would  be  enticing  enough.

                                ‘  Do  you  prefer  to  look  forward,  then  ?  I  suppose  we  as  people  are  destined  to  rely  on  experiences  of  the  past  to  help  guide  us  forward  because  what  else  do  we  have  to  relate  to  ?  But  that’s  just  my  take  on  it.  ‘

[duneant]

@flcpper​ sent:  ❛   i like large parties. they’re so intimate. at small parties there isn’t any privacy.  ❜

❝I know what you mean.❞ She said with a chuckle, turning a glace towards the throngs of people milling about the party. These Hollywood parties seemed to get more ridiculously extravagant with each passing year, something that never ceased to impress Pandora.

❝It is almost overwhelming until you realize everyone is too preoccupied to look at you.❞ 

[bravedoctcr]

“you know you’re wrong.”

more random dialogue prompts , || accepting || @flcpper

James bristled at the accusation, a nerve in his jaw twitching. "And what would make you assume that, madam?" he questioned, placing his hands against the edge of the counter. "While I cannot assure you of the accuracy of medical diagnosis, I can assure you that I am seldom incorrect."

[reverxnce]

⚠

@flcpper

My muse is being held in solitary confinement and hasn’t seen anyone for weeks. Send ⚠ to find them.

It was deeply unethical what had happened. It was unjust and unfair.

But it’s a well-known fact that the local Priest is the one that has the scoop on everything; the one to whom everyone would go when in need of an ear, to whom they’d confess their deepest and darkest - a head full of secrets.

He was, therefore, the first person a gang had gotten hold of when trying to pry information from various sources. Organised crime wasn’t uncommon in Ezekiel's area, though this was the first time the Reverend had been dragged in this far.

But Ezekiel was one hell of a tough cookie, much more than folks gave him credit for. His outright refusal to breathe one incriminating word had been infuriating to his interrogators, so much so that they eventually opted to throw him in solitary and wait it out - wait until he broke.

It was a small box of a room, cold, situated below ground; no light, no windows, nothing but a mattress wedged in the cramped corner. There had been silence for the first few days. This had later been followed by some pleading and bargaining from Reverend in the days after, which slowly escalated to screaming and crying in the days following that, fists hammering against the door amidst fitful yells of cussing and begging. But still, not a shred of information.

It was midway through the third week by the time Elsie found him, a point at which Ezekiel was starting to lose all sense of himself. He lay half on the mattress, half off, dishevelled and vacant. There was not so much as a flinch of a reaction when the square of light threw itself over him. His finger traced along the threads of the mattress, absent eyes staring wistfully ahead, muttering to himself, in a sing-song voice, a childhood rhyme from his home country...

“The North wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor robin do then, poor thing...?”

There was a good reason solitary confinement was used as a method of making people talk. Yet even when bordering on insanity, they had failed to make Ezekiel crack.

[cfmycwn]

@flcpper​ ♡’d for a one-liner ! 

    “ You could borrow my pearls, if you’d like!”

[traitorousgunman]

“ how bad is it this time? ” ( from flcpper )

emotionally intense prompts. || accepting || @flcpper

Thomas was doing his best to put on his concerned but focused act, taking a step back and ushering superfluous members of the gang out of the way to allow Mark, Oliver and James through. A glance was thrown towards the young woman who had spoken, a dark eyebrow arching as his eyes inspected her.

"He got hit pretty bad," he confessed, puffing air through his cheeks. "But Bolton's had worse. He'll probably be just fine." He did his utmost to hide the spite from those words, clenching his fists in concealed rage. Why won't this bastard die already?

[gamblinggangster]

“Don’t play games with me.” ( from flcpper )

random angst sentence starters || accepting || @flcpper

A smile crossed Oliver's lips. He leaned across the table, tipping the ash from his cigarette into the metal tray in the centre. "I'm not playin' games, miss," he assured her, though his tone still bordered on jokey. "I figure I might know why you're here. If there's somethin' you want from me, just come out with it."

[aleximedicusa]

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.  /  @flcpper​​ asked: ✐

“ i just want someone to hear what i have to say. perhaps if i talk long enough, it will make sense. ”

[cfmycwn]

   Less experienced was certainly one way to put it. Oblivious was another. Socially, she watched how others interacted and copied them-- just as she had done as a child, but now she was among stars! Mirroring how they approached each other seemed right, and Alice didn’t even notice the look on Elsie’s face to suggest otherwise. Fingers grasp at a glass and it was brought to her lips. While the other spoke, she found herself nearly disliking the actress. The first excited thoughts of her molded into those of arrogance, and then back again to something nearly relatable at her very correct statement of complimenting oneself. “Why, yes, one should.” The blonde nodded, the excitement returning in her smile. “Oh, well-- I would like to think I have a few admirable traits!” But, those that she liked about herself didn’t really matter to most, did they? “I suppose my dancing is quite admirable! Everyone seems to like it enough to let me keep doing it.”

@cfmycwn continued from here

eyebrows lift as a somewhat sarcastic pair of eyes rests on the arm around her own . people don't touch her . at least , she doesn't let them touch her so easily . but elsie humors the girl . she's younger than she is . less experienced . all she can hope is that she doesn't notice how easily she can feel the bone underneath that thin cover of skin . ' i am obviously , an excellent actress . the latest review i read of myself called me masterful and witty and i like to think i'm both of those things . ' elsie pauses as she takes a glass from one of the waiters going around . the smell alone told her it was only water . ' i shouldn't talk about myself that way . i am masterful and i am witty . that's much better , isn't it ? one should always compliment themselves . ' passing another table , elsie sets the water down there . out of mind , out of sight . ' now you tell me , my dear , what makes little miss alice liddell admiral ? '

[cagesings]

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@ycllowhaired ( j.ohanna b.arker of s.weeney t.odd ; active )

@rossefinch ( multi ; active )

@rosueen ( royal oc ; semi - active )

@flcpper ( 1920s flapper oc ; semi - active / selective )

@stahrrks ( m.organ s.tark of m.cu ; very slow )

[leftenantcolonels]

𝐟𝐥𝐜𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫:

@leftenantcolonels​   liked   for   a   regency   verse   starter !!

               ‘   charmed   .   ’   her   voice   is   a   droll   ,   seeping   in   every   emotion   .   galas   bore   her   .   elsie   is   used   to   interacting   with   patrons   and   gossiping   with   showgirls   ,   but   she   doesn’t   enjoy   wasting   such   valuable   time   .   a   gloved   hand   lifts   to   take   the   man’s   .   from   what   she   has   heard   about   montagu   ,   he   is   awfully   disagreeable   .   how   perfect   .   so   is   elsie   .   ‘   i   do   hope   you   frequent   the   theater   often   .   ‘   it   is   not   a   lie   .   she   often   surrounds   herself   with   disagreeable   people   .   and   he   is   titled   .   it   does   one   good   to   surround   themselves   with   those   who   enjoy   the   pleasantries   of   a   wealthy   lifestyle   .   ‘   in   fact   ,   i   insist   you   come   again   .   you   were   a   solider   ,   i’m   told   and   i   believe   soldiers   should   must   be   entertained   .   don’t   you   agree   ,   my   good   sir   ?   ’   

"quite— the dramatics on the stage are rather nice to glance at. though the intrigues in the boxes are rather more captivating." thomas says coldly; he is unimpressed with this woman’s cloying manner, and he does not hesitate to make it known by his nonexistent attempt at affable conversation. “and it is the officers that must be entertained, the men must simply be placated.” he corrects her before continuing, “though, our entertainments in the peninsula were rather crude, should they be compared with the sets at drury lane, they were far more enjoyable to watch. ensigns played milk maids, our stages papist altars, and the audience the men of quality you see around you. though doubtless you must have noticed that already. “

[rossefincha]

blogroll :

@ycllowhaired ( j.ohanna b.arker of s.weeney t.odd ; active )

@rossefinch ( multi ; active )

@rosueen ( royal oc ; semi - active )

@flcpper ( 1920s flapper oc ; semi - active / selective )

@stahrrks ( m.organ s.tark of m.cu ; very slow )

[reverxnce]

What Tarot Card Are You?

The Empress

You are only independent insofar as you have others to care for. This makes you dependent in your independence. They want your knowledge, your skills, your talents, your affection. What can they give in return? “Teeth” is not an acceptable answer, nor is “keeping the shadows to the corners”, nor is “glory”, nor is “love”. There is no acceptable answer, no gift of a magnitude which can match the thing you know, which is that they are taking from you. They are stealing from you. You should stop them from doing that, darling. You only have so much to give. You are not infinite, and when they have taken their last they will remind you of that. My advice is this: give enough to keep them at bay, but be careful. Their teeth can turn on you too. There is no easier way to make an animal dangerous than by feeding it.

Tagged by: @starofvirtue​ :)

Tagging: @riiese @coyotesteeth @bates--boy @forbiddenwoodlands @altsmultimuse @everdaring @waywardcollective @flcpper @multistoty​   💖💖💖

[cfmycwn]

“ keep doing it like that, and you’ll end up hurting yourself. ” ( from flcpper , poor alice is getting the worst mentor probably ever )

mentor/mentee vibes ( x ). | @flcpper

   A huff of frustration. Hands first thrown into the air now rested on her hips. "That was much better than last time!" They had a mirror, after all, and Alice could very clearly see that she had done such a maneuver much better that last time around! It was taking all she could not to sink to the floor and give up. "How would you suggest I do it better, then?"

[songbirdsandsugar-moved]

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 .

FULL NAME :   Lucille Antoinette Thornton

TITLE(S) :  none

NICKNAME(S) :   Lucy

╳   FLAWS.

moody  |  short-tempered  |  emotionally unstable  |  whiny  |  controlling  |  conceited  | possessive  |  paranoid  | liar  |  impatient  |  cowardly  | bitter  |  selfish  |  power-hungry  |  greedy  |  lazy  | judgmental  |  forgetful  | impulsive  |  spiteful  |  stubborn  |  sadistic  |  petty  |  unlucky  |  absent-minded |  abusive  |  addict  |  aggressive  |  childish  |  callous  |  clingy  |  delusional  |  cocky  |  competitive  |  corrupt  |  cynical  |  cruel  | depressed  |  deranged  | egotistical |  envious |  insecure  | insensitive  |  lustful  |  delinquent  |  guilt complex  |  reclusive  |  reckless  |  nervous  |  oversensitive

♔   STRENGTHS.

honest  |  trustworthy  |  thoughtful  |  caring  |  brave  |  patient  |  selfless  |  ambitious  | tolerant  |  lucky  |  intelligent |  confident   |  focused  |  humble  |  generous  |  merciful  | observant  |  wise  |  clever |  charming  |  cheerful |  optimistic |  decisive  |  adaptive | calm  |  protective  |  proud  |  diligent |  considerate  |  compassionate  |  good sportsmanship | friendly  | empathetic  |  passionate  | reliable  |  resourceful  |  sensible  | sincere |  witty  | funny

🖌 SKILLS & HOBBIES.

art  |  acting  |  astronomy  |  animals  |  archery  |  sports  |  belly dancing |  bird watching  |  blacksmithing  |  boating  |  calligraphy  |  camping  |  candle making  |  casino gambling  |  ceramics  |  racing  | chess  |  music |  cooking  |  crochet  |  weaving  |  exercise  |  swordplay |  fishing  |  gardening  |  ghost hunting  |  ice skating  |  magic  |  engineering  |  building  |  inventing  |  leather-working  |  martial arts  |  meditation  |  origami  |  parkour  | people watching |  swimming  |  puppetry  |  pyrotechnics  |  quilting  |  reading  |  collecting |  shopping  |  socializing  |  storytelling  |  writing  |  traveling  |  exotic dancing  |  singing

tagged by : @flcpper

tagging : anyone who wants to do it!

[myrosefinchocs]

𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍

@flcpper (fandomless 1920s based oc with regency verse; low-to-medium activity)

@bridestolen (fandomless pirate oc; low activity) 

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