#krissi harding

[pembrokewkorgi]

podcast crew

Just a normal podcast moment with @JIrish780, @myshawolf, and I. Commissioned by @JIrish780

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[ronsenburg]

I’m about to make a lamb cake with no mold, pray for me.

[gunchamber]

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑: 𝐈𝐍 𝟏𝟎 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 !

𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺’𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴.

❛ What century is this ? No one fist bumps anymore . ❜

❛ You're a DWEEB . ❜

❛ People die , Dean . I watched my mom get torn to shreds . Let me go in there , & kill them . ❜

❛ This is for my dad . ❜

❛ I just wanted to tell you that — you're kind of amusing for an old man . ❜

❛ i saved your bacon . ❜

❛ a girl's gotta have her secrets . ❜

❛ i don't need you to save me . i'm not a little kid anymore . ❜

He can't help you - no one can . * stabs the vetala * ❛ Guess I'll have to help myself then . ❜

❛ Quit treating me like some girl . I've been training for this my entire life . ❜

❛ You're never too YOUNG to kill monsters . Especially the ones who kill your family . ❜

❛ Does it look like my bacon needs saving ? ❜

𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 : @multi-royalty 𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙶 : @hervelle , @americanedpsycho , @lockedfighter , @wantdead , @ruinedmyself , @lilyspaintedred , @maysbank

[burned-lariat]

To whoever decided to have TJ as the controlling asshole (and not Molly), please step on infinite legos.

[applemccartney]

my favorite person is mad at me what do i do i dont know what to do when he isnt paying attention to me he never talks to me anymore

[annieqattheperipheral]

HER STORY IS INCREDIBLE EVERYONE SIT DOWN AND LEARN FROM THIS QUEEN ⤵️

Kiana Scott, who played minor hockey system for 11 seasons, including four seasons on boys teams, gravitated to scouting from watching her brother’s games and critiquing his strengths and weaknesses.

Unaware of jobs available in hockey, she enrolled in makeup artistry college after high school, but knew her heart was in the sport.

She eventually enrolled in an online hockey general manager scouting course.

Scott joined the International Scouting Service Hockey mentorship program in 2018 and scouted for the service for two years while holding down two jobs.

“I love scouting future prospects, and the evaluation process,” she said. “I think that's kind of where my passion lies. It's just the evaluation process. And it's exciting, building a team.”

Scott spent two seasons as a full-time scout for Erie before she took a bold step and left the organization to move to Calgary and became an independent scout in June 2022.

“I just kept practicing my craft and kind of paid my own way, like, throughout the whole year,” she said. “All of the tickets to every game, all of my travel expenses, everything. I just put all my money into scouting and trying to evolve and then I ended up getting my (Avalanche) internship the next year.”

Scott had some financial help from her family for the move and she supplemented her income by working as a bartender at a Calgary casino, a job with hours that allowed her to scout games.

If all that wasn’t enough, she also enrolled in the University of Florida’s online sports management program.

“I've always had the mindset to just keep betting on myself and working hard and evolving,” she said. “I think I've taken a lot of risks to get to where I am, but I wouldn't try to change the journey for anything.”

Scott said she hopes women, women of color and people who don’t come from a so-called “traditional” hockey background will follow her on the journey.

“I grew up playing hockey, but I didn’t play professional hockey, I didn’t go to college or university for hockey,” she said. “I just had a passion for it. I love scouting. I worked at it, and I continue working at my craft.

“People that don’t necessarily come from the traditional background, I hope they see themselves in me and believe that they can put their minds to it and get it done.”

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The 2024 NHL Draft was as eventful for Kiana Scott as it was for the players who were selected in the seven-round event at Sphere in Las Vegas last month.

The 25-year-old Barrie, Ontario, native signed with the Colorado Avalanche at the draft to become a full-time amateur scout, fulfilling a goal she has had since she was a teenager.

“This is something that I've worked really hard for my whole career to be able to sign my first NHL contract,” Scott said. “I was elated. The Avs have been really good for me the past year, and I’m excited to keep building with them.”

Scott joined the Avalanche after working as an intern for the organization.

Colorado general manager Chris MacFarland said he and executive director of hockey operations Suzanne Borchert “were impressed with her work ethic and her passion."

MacFarland said: “Kiana was on our radar when she was scouting in major junior circuits ... and it worked that a few years ago we had an internship opportunity for her.

“She did a good job in that role and was an integral part of our amateur scouting department. We’re excited to see her contributions moving forward in her full-time role as an amateur scout.”

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Scott made history when she became the first woman scout in the Ontario Hockey League with Erie in March 2020.

She was among the initial of a wave of women who were hired in recent years as scouts at all levels of hockey, including Cammi Granato (Seattle Kraken), Blake Bolden (Los Angeles Kings), Krissy Wendell-Pohl (Pittsburgh Penguins), Meghan Hunter (Chicago Blackhawks), Gabriella Switaj (Anaheim Ducks) and Brigette Lacquette (Chicago Blackhawks).

Granato moved on from Seattle to become an assistant general manager for the Vancouver Canucks on Feb. 10, 2022, and Hunter was promoted to assistant GM by the Blackhawks on June 22, 2022.

“When I first started scouting, I didn’t know of any women in the industry already,” she said. “Cammi Granato got her job with the NHL a year after I started scouting. That’s when I kind of knew it was possible. But I never had anyone to look up to. I just had this dream and the passion for hockey. I knew that I had to the talent and skill to do it, and to try to keep building on them.

"That’s what I’ve always gone off on -- keep evolving, never give up on what you love.”

[midnightbrightside]

The thing about Kristoph is... He has a bizarre sense of entitlement. He's delusional, His breakdown at the end makes me think he doesn't even understand he's in the wrong,

He think's he's in the right and he think's he's owed things, so when he thinks he's been slighted, he does shitty thing because he thinks he can get away with it, he doesn't need to, but he thinks he's right so he does it anyway

As such, I imagine Krissy actually falling for Nick at some point during their confusing 7 years

Why? Cause he like Phoenix's attention and affection (Kris is definetly a man who didn't get enough love as a kid) and he thinks he deserves his love and attention.

Who cares if he majorly screwed over Nick and got him disbarred? He likes his affection so he should have it. Nick is hot and Kristoph is Gay so he shall posses him.

But notably, I can imagine Kristoph actually being hurt by the fact that Phoenix exposed him. He's delusional and entitled, how dare Phoenix do this to him after everything.

"How dare he not get over what I did to him and make me face the conseqences of my actions?!"

You feel me?

oh my god i see it. especially bc i do also hc that he felt very betrayed and offended by phoenix exposing him! he thought he knew Phoenix better than that and he has to realise he was wrong, maybe the seven years of companionship wasnt enough to fool the turnabout terror. he either underestimated phoenix's dedication to the truth or he thought he had broken phoenix down enough that phoenix would let kristoph frame olga without question.

personally my interpretation is a bit different when it comes to kris's feelings tho- i like to hc that kristoph would never even admit to himself that hes in love with phoenix. he rationalises all his feelings away bc if he lets those butterflies in his stomach reach his heart it might just kill him.

He feels posessive of Phoenix and wants to monopolise his time, but he tells himself its because he needs to keep an eye on him, keep him in check. any time phoenix smiles warmly at him it makes his heart race but he tells himself it's just excitement that phoenix is falling into his trap nothing more.

deep down he knows he's in love, of course he does, he's a smart man. but he also knows that the greatest expression of that love would be to come clean, and he cant be doing that, that would make Phoenix leave his life, leave him. so he decides to keep phoenix close by forcing him to remain dependent on kristoph's generosity, a selfish kind of love that's borne from paranoia and desparation.

he definitely does have a sense of entitlement tho. those 7 years of him paying for trucy's school trips and maining a friendship and intimacy with phoenix held a lot of value to him, and he has a hard time reconciling that with how seemly-quickly phoenix threw it all away. because he's selfish, spoiled, entitled, and in love.

[odo-apologist]

Smegtober #4: Virtual Reality

The room is sterile, perfectly white walls unbroken by any unnecessary patterns or pictures or posters, the overhead lights blinding in their pure brightness, minimalist metal chairs sleek, hard, and cold, leaving one anxious to stand up and stretch once the session is over, and the wireless suits ready to use and laid out upon tables that are free of any useless clutter. The lifeless atmosphere is even clearer now, with the space emptied of its usual occupants and quiet except for the low hum of electricity.

     It unnerved Kris the first time she was in the room alone, the only student left, but over time, she's grown used to it. It seems you can grow used to any environment if given long enough, even one that feels like it's trying to shut you out, doing its best to make you feel unwelcome.

     Besides, this is the closest Kris has come to what might be called a home.

     She grabs her suit and slips it on. Approaching one of the desks, she pulls out its chair; the squeak of its legs against the tiled floor interrupts the ambiance and echoes through the nearly silent place. Seated, Kris places the headset on and adjusts it so it rests snuggly over her eyes. She brings her hand up to a small switch on the device, near her temple, flips it–

     “Welcome home, Krissy!” Her mother's arms envelope her within a tight, warm hug. She catches a whiff of perfume: a strong scent of jasmine. As she's released from the embrace, she smells the dinner the cook has prepared; it is Christmas Eve and she's in her family home.

     Her father stands in the doorway to the dining room, a mug in hand. “Kristine,” he smiles, “How was this last term?”

      “Well, we got to talk with Shakespeare again after reading Antony and Cleopatra. We saw a recreation of its first performance in The Globe, then we even discussed its accuracy with Antony and Cleopatra themselves! I wrote about it during finals and got an ‘A’ in the course.” She beams with pride as she speaks of her paper. Miss Brody had really praised her for that one.

     “That's lovely, dear,” her mother replies. One of their maids had brought mugs for her and Kris, so she hands one to the latter. “And not at all surprising. You've always been our straight-A scholar.”

     “That's right, Krissy. We're so proud of you!”

     Kris beams brighter. The words make her feel warm in a way the short, hurried messages from home fail to do. Later, laying in bed in her dorm that's been vacated of its other residents for the holidays, this moment will ring as false as it is; she'll feel a faint shame at her indulgence. But that's then and this is now, and dinner is ready to be served. Her father will talk about his latest excavation, her mother will talk about the ads she's working on for a pharmaceutical company or a new energy drink or the most recent model of hoppers, and Kris will enjoy every moment, basking in the glow of honey-yellow candlelight.

     In the classroom, Kris unconsciously shifts in her chair.

[barbielore]

As April 10 is International Siblings Day, I wanted to put together a brief masterpost with previous times I have talked about the Barbie siblings.

The Roberts siblings, in full.

Skipper Roberts, the first and oldest younger sister.

Stacie Roberts, the middle sister.

Tutti Roberts, the discontinued little sister.

Kelly Roberts, now Chelsea Roberts.

Krissy Roberts, the shortlived baby of the family.

I notice now that although I talk about him in the Roberts siblings post, and of course he rates a mention in both the Tutti and Stacie posts, I have never made a post about the forgotten, discontinued, only male sibling of the Roberts family... Todd.

What happened to Todd, Barbie? Why did you forsake your younger brother like this? Did you send him to go live with Ken? Do you not talk about him? Did some tragedy befall him? Was it the same tragedy that would later take baby Krissy?

The people need answers, Mattel.

Anyway, happy International Sibling Day to all those who have siblings, and try not to think too hard about the changing children of the Roberts family.

[bunnysnuff]

being Darcy Olsson girlfriend would include.

Pairing: Darcy Olsson x F!reader.

Trigger warnings: none!

Note: can you tell Darcy is my fave character. I love Krissy so much.

1.Endless Laughter:

Darcy has a wicked sense of humor, so dating her means constant jokes, playful teasing, and lighthearted banter. You’d always find yourself laughing, even at the most unexpected times.

She loves making silly faces at you across the room or throwing in a sarcastic comment to keep things interesting.

Inside jokes would become a huge part of your relationship. You two would have your own little language of humor that no one else fully gets.

2. Supportive Partner:

Darcy would be incredibly supportive of you and your goals, always cheering you on from the sidelines and reminding you of your worth, especially when you doubt yourself.

She’s the kind of girlfriend who shows up at your events—be it something big or small—with a sign that says something like, “You rock!” or “That’s my girl!”

When you’re stressed or overwhelmed, Darcy’s there with comfort—whether that’s a funny distraction, a pep talk, or just listening to you vent.

3. Spontaneous Adventures:

Darcy is adventurous and loves trying new things. She’d drag you on impromptu weekend trips, random hikes, or late-night food runs.

She’d always have a “plan” to surprise you with something, whether it’s an unplanned road trip or just taking you to a secret spot she loves in town.

You never know what Darcy will come up with next, but you can count on it being exciting and memorable.

4. Affectionate and Playful:

Darcy is big on physical affection—hand-holding, arm slinging, or just randomly pulling you in for a hug. She’s always got an arm around your shoulder or waist, especially when you're out together.

She loves surprising you with quick kisses when you’re least expecting it—on your cheek, your forehead, or sometimes in the middle of a conversation, just to fluster you.

Darcy would also love teasing you in a light, affectionate way, constantly finding little ways to make you blush or laugh.

5. Unwavering Loyalty:

Darcy is fiercely loyal and protective, always standing by your side no matter what. If someone ever gave you a hard time, she’d be quick to step in and defend you.

She’s the kind of girlfriend who’s got your back through thick and thin. No matter what challenges come your way, Darcy will always be there, ready to fight for you and your relationship.

You’d always feel safe and secure knowing that Darcy’s loyalty is unshakable.

6. Deep Conversations:

Despite her playful nature, Darcy also has a thoughtful, introspective side. Late at night, you’d find yourselves having deep, meaningful conversations about life, love, and the future.

She’d always listen to your concerns or worries and offer her perspective in a calm, understanding way. Darcy values communication, so she'd make sure you always feel heard.

She’d open up to you about her own insecurities and fears, creating a strong emotional connection between the two of you.

7. Attending LGBTQ+ Events Together:

As an LGBTQ+ advocate, Darcy would encourage you both to participate in community events like Pride parades, protests, or LGBTQ+ fundraisers.

She’d be your biggest supporter in embracing your identity, and the two of you would feel proud to be out and open together.

Darcy would also introduce you to her circle of queer friends, making you feel welcome in the community she holds so close to her heart.

8. Cute Dates with a Twist:

Darcy’s idea of a date could range from traditional movie nights to fun activities like roller skating, going to concerts, or hitting up an arcade.

She’d always find a way to add a quirky twist, like organizing a themed date night or challenging you to a friendly game of mini-golf.

You can count on her to never let things get boring—there’s always something fun up her sleeve.

9. Adorable Nicknames:

Darcy would definitely come up with a cute (and probably silly) nickname for you. It might be something related to an inside joke or something totally random that just sticks.

She’s the type to call you "babe" one moment and something completely ridiculous like "squishy" the next, just to make you laugh.

10. Loving You As You Are:

One of the best things about being Darcy’s girlfriend is how much she loves you for exactly who you are. She appreciates your quirks, flaws, and everything in between.

She’d remind you daily that you’re beautiful and special to her, building you up with her unwavering confidence in you.

Darcy doesn’t need you to change or be perfect—she loves you as is, and she’d make sure you never forget that.

[pembrokewkorgi]

PnJ Cartoon Podcast - Captain N: The Game Master

In the newest installment of the PnJ Podcast, @JIrish780 and I, along with special guest @myshawolf, get called by the Ultimate Warp Zone to look at Captain N, a cartoon that is... definitely a unique take on many beloved video game characters. https://youtu.be/G79C-0NVR7Y

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[ronsenburg]

maybe alcohol will make me better at this map

[smirk-mode]

Some Red Dwarf Uniform Headcanons

Series 1 is the bonafide Space Corps uniform, at least for people working in commercial branches like JMC

Series 7 Flashbacks to that hideous blue uniform are specific to Kochanski's dimension

Series 8 is what the nanobots thought would be an improvement on this design - because they also recreated the crew, the crew didn't notice any difference

As for Rimmer and Lister's 'uniform' choices

Series 1 and 2 - They're both still lost and trying to figure out how to actually cope with their situation, so Rimmer holds fast to his pre-death routines, which includes a smart uniform. Lister just stops caring, but continues wearing hawaiian shirts and London Jets shirts like he did before as a way to buck authority. These also represent him trying to keep a link to his homeland (England) and his dream of retiring in a tropical paradise (Fiji)

Rimmer in Series 3 onwards - There have always been specific uniforms for Hologrammatic crewmen to wear, however most ships don't enforce this as having an H glued to your forehead is bad enough without further 'othering' the dead. Rimmer only stops wearing his original uniform when he finally accepts his new status, with Green meaning he's a hologram purely generated by Holly, Red meaning he's operating via Light Bee (likely something the crew scavenge at some point), and Blue as we know meaning Hard Light. He sticks with the blue from thereon in (apart from his Ace Rimmer stint) as he's fairly comfortable with the uniform.

Lister in Series 3 onwards - After reasonably adjusting to his lot in life as much as he can, and accepting he'll never see England again, or see Fiji at all, he discards the last of his uniform to try and be himself and tries to return to being the wannabe arty-farty type he always wanted to be (see 17 year old Sham Glam Lister for reference), resulting in his Space Biker look. But when he actually truly adjusts to their situation he ditches the biker jacket in favour of the Ripley-esque Space Trucker boiler suit, cos it's easier for him to do repairs while wearing it compared to a heavy jacket. But after losing Krissie he returns to his Space Biker outfits, having kind of given up on improving his lot. By the later series he's wearing the biker jackets and hawaiian shirts to try and recapture his youth.

As for the cat? He makes what he can with the materials he has at his disposal and deems whatever he makes at that time to be what's in fashion.... And Kryten? Well they just kind of cannibalise body covers off the dead series 4000 mechanoids they come across (a bit morbid but probably necessary), with Lister making custom parts if needed...

[dr-abitat-blog]

Day 31: "You need to get out of here!"

@ailesswhumptober

T/W: Nightmare, panic attack, PTSD, trauma recovery

A shadow hovers over me, staring down at me. The bright lights from above my head beam down on me, bathing my entire body in cold white light. Something heavy holds me down, pinning me in place. A rhythmic loud beeping — just like those machines. I try to open my mouth,  but no words come out. Nothing. Only a strangled gasping for breath as I start to kick out and struggle—

N-no!

Hands brush against me. I immediately jerk away, kicking and struggling to avoid them. A muffled voice sounds in the background. I can barely hear it over the pounding in my chest, or the beeping in my ears. At this point I can’t even think — I just act out on instinct. My body lashes out, squirming to get away from—

“Ash!” The hands pull me up into a sitting position. The world lurches around me in a disorientating haze. My hands smack out, colliding with the nurse trying to pin me down. A strangled cry of panic leaves my lips as I try to shuffle backwards to escape them, to escape the pain — but there’s nowhere to go. My back brushes against the wall — I’m trapped.

No escape.

My chest tightens. Getting any air in becomes a challenge. Panic flares even more.

Can’t breathe—

My breathing picks up even faster. I slam a hand to my chest, closing my eyes. My fingers prickle and burn as I keep panting and gasping.

C-can’t breathe—

They’re coming for me. They’re coming for me—

“Ash!” I hear another voice, louder. Familiar. My struggles temporarily stop. I see them in front of me, their figure slowly shifting. Blonde chin length hair. Floral perfume scent. Wide brown eyes—

“Kri–is?” Their name comes out in a choked gasp.

“Y-yeah, I’m right here. It’s okay, I’m—” “N-no, not — get –out — you — need to — get—!” “A-Ash, I’m fine. We’re safe. We’re not—” “No — don’t let — catch you — no — d-don’t—!” My hands grab at them desperately. I’m barely aware of the tears crawling down my cheeks as my fingers continue to burn. I hear them give a faint hiss of pain.

Can’t let them — get hurt — not Kris — not —-

“Ash—Ash! Look at me!”

One of their hands wraps tightly around my own. The other reaches up to brush against my cheek, applying tactile pressure as they stroke their hand down my face. “L-look at me. I’m okay, see? I’m not hurt. You’re not hurt. W-we’re okay.”

It takes…a long time to finally realise that fact, but when I do, I see Krissy’s face in front of me, their eyes shining with tears. “We’re safe.”

“S-Sa—fe?”

“Safe,” they repeat firmly, “Come on — stand up, feel the carpet against your feet, okay?”

They gently tug me to my feet. Soft fibres tickle my bare soles. “How does that feel?” “Nngh…”

I try to focus on that one thing, on the soft feeling of the carpet. Not cold hard metal, not—

“S-soft…” “Good — right uh, Nick’s exercises. Five things you can see.”

It’s an immense effort to concentrate enough to pick out five things, but for their sake, I try.

“B-bed — d-drawer — door — TV — y-you — table.”

“Uhuh — what colour shirt am I wearing?” I squint through the haze to get a better look.

“I-I…b-blue?”

“Exactly — now four things you can touch. Carpet is one. Three more.”

Slowly, they guide my shaking hands over the textures of the nearest items. 

“Smooth wood — c-cold glass — f-fuzzy blanket—”

“Good. Three things you can hear.” “U-um…”

Slowly, we work through the exercises. With every new question, I’m forced to concentrate on my surroundings a little more. Gradually, it grounds me back to reality. The tightness in my chest eases. My breathing slows down. I can finally string words together again. By the time we finish two things I can smell and one thing I can taste — the leftover dregs of my orange juice — I’m mostly orientated. Exhaustion hits me. The tears roll down my cheeks.

“There.”

Their hand strokes through my hair, blinking back at me with worry. “Feel better?”

“K-Kris…y-you need to get out of here.”

When they just stare back at me helplessly, I shake my head even harder, raising my voice. “You need to get out of here! B-before they—”

“We’re not there, Ash. We’re at home. Home.”

They hold my hand, squeezing it gently, uncaring about the pain from the burning essence. “See? We’re in our bedroom. Y-you just had a nightmare — and then that triggered a panic attack. Y-you’re okay. I’ve got you.”

They grasp my other hand as we move to sit on the edge of the bed. “Let’s…breathe together, okay? In…out. Mind. Over. The. Matter.”

“M-mind. Over. The. Matter…”

I repeat the process silently, taking deep breaths in and out in the typical box breathing pattern that I’d become very familiar with. With each breath, a part of me returns. Krissy leans against me as we breathe together. Then, after that final cycle, I begin to settle down.

“S-safe,” I murmur, “Home. Our bedroom. W-we’re safe.”

“Exactly, Ashy.”

Their voice is soft as they peer back at me, peering into my eyes. “C-can I…hold you?”

The fact that they ask, that they respect my boundaries, means so much to me. I silently nod and they open their arms, gently wrapping them around my waist. After a few seconds, I copy the gesture, moving my arms around them, leaning forward so that our foreheads touch. I hear their own rapid heartbeat in their chest. Their blonde strands tickle my cheeks. I don’t flinch. I don’t move. Neither of us utters a word. We don’t have to. All we need to do is sit there and hold each other. To know that we’re there. Here. Together. 

Safe.

[irltraviswilker]

Hello Party- People, i‘m Travis.

Hey, i‘m Travis Wilker, 22 years old, a scorpio and if we‘re honest, a pretty fucked up dude. (i‘m totally normal ofc)

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Things i like:

Video Games

Parties , kinda

Loyal People

People who don‘t see me as crazy

girls

boys

people who talk to me

eminem

nirvana

the movie spirited away

sunglasses

coke

sex

Things i hate/ do not like:

Toxic People

Liars / cheaters

manipulative people

hate comments

rude people

homophobic and transphobic people

racists

maybe you, depends

seeing unreal things

drug problems

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I don‘t know if theres much more about me except for the fact i‘m bisexual and single. i‘m not really looking. okay maybe i am. i definitely am.

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i‘m honestly just looking for friends so don‘t be afraid to hit me up or anything. I‘m just a silly guy honestly :) i‘m sometimes having a hard time speaking to people since i‘m pretty awkward, so if you lead the conversation it will be easier for me to dive into it. i‘m becoming more open the more we talk, pinky promise

i also wanna state i‘m usually ( means if i actually find more than one person i like, i can switch to multiship.) a single ship. i will talk to you about ANYTHING and i mean ANYTHING. I dont mind adult/ dirty stuff but if i‘ll ever get a partner i will not interact romantically with anyone but them.

Owner of this Acc is 18 +

Ooc: krissi (any pronouns)

OOC Note: Travis Wilker is portrayed with mental illnesses (depression,schizophrenia as seen in "ape") as well as drug problems. i´m usually not the person to roleplay as someone like that but i also think people should be recognized, not ignored. i will NOT bring it into this as much as its seen in the official movie, but i´ll try my best to be as accurate as possible. so if travis ever acts "weird" or "different" around you, don´t judge him.

(if you wanna rp and those things trigger you, pls let me know BEFORE we start, so i will NOT bring those characteristics into the roleplay. in the end i want everyone to feel safe).

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[sadpurpleblood]

Howdy sheriff! Do tell, what do you think about Ms. ANNE TENNA? Have ya met her before?

Met her? 'Course I've met her before! She was the one that even made our show possible! Yeah, she may've been a darn demanding boss, but she was ne'er unfair to her actors! She was great even! Lovely lady.

But ah well, sometimes fate just really screws ya over. One day she just suddenly vanished from town, leavin' us behind with no job, no purpose... really hit us hard, 'specially Lil' Pardner. They never even got a chance to stand on stage.

And now that she's back, she doesn't pay us old folks of hers any attention. Guess she thinks cowboy shows don't do the trick for the lightners anymore.

But no need to worry 'bout us. We still got our little town, and hey, who knows, maybe ol' Krissie will be able to bring us back on the big screen! Tenna really seems to care 'bout their opponion on stuff. No clue why, but hey, that might just be our ticket back to fame, so you won't hear me complainin', hahah!