“gross,” that’s the only word to leave ben’s lips as he stands in front of the entrance to the cemetery. feet shuffle uncomfortably where he is, his body acting like crossing the threshold would be some sort of violation against it. then, he glances over at the person beside him. “who thought it was smart to have a movie night where dead people are buried ?”
SHE CAN EASILY MATCH HER DISGUST with his. her nose crinkling , head shaking in eerie disbelief. “ i bet it was some american horror story loving mother fucker. ” her decision on the accusation seemed believable enough but after a tilt of her head she declared another allegation. “ no wait , some frat guy. one who definitely jacks off to , i don’t know , just some sketchy shit. ”
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Cherri couldn’t remember the last time he locked something. Keys were just… not needed. And as such, nearly every day was a struggle just to lock his own house. He fumbled with them, trying remember which way to turn the lock (to the left, right?) when a flash of red entered his peripheral vision.
Lily Colson, in all her crimson-hued glory. He felt sort of protective over the girl. She didn’t have anyone else, the fact that she consistently walked in at times people would usually be leaving their homes would be enough. Yet the fact that she looked-and reminded him- of the place that he was starting to think of as his real home. The Zones, with their bright colors and deadly climate. She’d fit right in, give those ridiculous V’s a piece of her mind.
“Lily!” He called. He didn’t really want to ask why she was home so late- that was her business and really, Cherri understood, he hadn’t been much better in his early twenties in any kind of memory- but the least he could do was help her. “… Have you eaten yet?”
for @colscn !
MASCARA IS SMEARED UNDERNEATH her eyes. the result of sweat from a crowded bar , or when she got tequila poured over her face , or her eyes watering - whatever. she can’t pinpoint the stain. goosebumps spread across her bare legs as the fall breeze blows against her skin , not dressed for the fall weather at all but the alcohol swallowed from the night before had helped her out then. she pushes a key into the lock of the door , her door. the door that leads to a very empty home. but the call from cherri distracted her from the pessimistic thoughts that were nearly begging to barge through. “ cherri ! ” she responds mockingly , lips tilting into a smile. her facade constantly read SLIGHT IRRITATION when he would get into dad mode or what the hell ever but , admittedly , there was comfort in it. safety , almost. “ if you want to count vodka & sprites as meals , then , yeah. a fucking feast. ” it was partially a joke but honesty rang in it as well. still , she figures it’s best to clear up her words before he feels inclined to baby her. “ i had some chips but i’m fine. i can probably whip something up. ” from the ramen noodles & waffles she had in the fridge. her dad would be wildly disappointed to see that she didn’t grasp the COOK & CLEAN , HOUSEWIFE trait from her mother.
Mallory didn’t stand for any sort of bullshit. Particularly when it came to men being absolute pigs. Why should she care about them? There was something in the back of her brain, something saying that she was in this mess because the men of her kind were too cowardly to admit… something. What that was, she wasn’t sure. However, it only gave her all the more reason to reign retribution down upon the men harassing the young woman in the park, causing their jackets to burst into flame with merely a glance and a twitch of her hand.
Mallory stood passively by as the group ran screaming, trying to put the magical flame out. Feeling someone’s eyes upon her, she turned, shoulder lifting up in a small shrug. “They set themselves on fire,” was her only explanation.
for @colscn· !
HEART SHAPED SUNGLASSES are being used to hold back strands of strawberry blonde hair , fingers curl around her cell phone ; blue hues never glancing away from the screen. ( a baby boomer would be shitting himself at the sight. ) rather than observing the PURE BEAUTY of nature , her eyes are glued to her iphone. with all lily’s gone through , she should probably be a little more aware. yet her attention was only grabbed when she heard the screams of men , watching as they all dispersed from wherever they were previously huddled. & watching as someone stood there & merely observed. her flight or flight instinct KICKED IN , wanting to help , but the need soon disappeared whenever the girl explained what happened. “ jesus. does every guy share a brain ? ” she slides her cell phone into her back pocket , shaking her head. “ every man identifying human being out there must have one fucking brain cell that they just pass back & forth like it’s a goddamn frisbee. ”
like this post for a starter from LILY COLSON or ORLA MCCOOL or both idk idk. reply with who you want one with or for & i’ll probs bother you in messages about it !
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tries to be like the girls with rose emojis in their twitter bios but to no avail.
she has shitty, conservative parents but she loves them very much
devil’s advocate, mostly because of her desire to debate.
extremely flirtatious
curse words ; scrunchies ; high rise shorts & platform shoes - ALWAYS.
liberal af , feminist af , WILL get into twitter fights 24/7
❛ ( ODESSA YOUNG ) ◈ dude, shut up ! LILY COLSON from ASSASSINATION NATION is on screen. their fans swear they’re just EMPATHETIC & RESOURCEFUL, but we’ve all seen their DISHONEST & DISOBEDIENT side ! according to TRUMAN WIKIA, they’re 18 years old, PANSEXUAL, & identify as CISFEMALE ( SHE/HER ). they’re currently a STUDENT / BARISTA & are APATHETIC about life in truman. luckily they have HER RED VIRAL VENGEANCE TRENCH COAT, COLLECTION OF CHOKERS AND PINK SCRUNCHIE, with them & can visit EM AND SARAH’S HOUSE whenever they want.
