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Finally the final shot of the video where Eliza, gunman and hell's chef are together alongside mummy dog as a puppy

Very cute by the way

Leather jacket gang gang

AU’s upon AU’s…of my own AU…. and some outfit thoughts on thots!

Firstly, the “same age” AU where (oh i’m BOUTTA DO IT) Ollie and Basile (I DID IT) are y’know.  The same age.  Both dealers.  Ollie grows his own hydroponic weed, Basile deals in heavier stuff like coke n’ heroin n’ weapons.  Yung Basile is very bad at money management though, so he has a day job at a coffee shop (lmao) to pay off the red Corvette he splurged on.  It’s HILAROUS, lemme tell you about handholding coffee shop AU’s that end in everyone blindfolded and gagged in a warehouse. The ingenue scunt forced at gunpoint to mutilate his bestest buddy’s ‘nads (while med supervises of course, don’t want no one to DIE from blood loss!  Gotta make sure they’re conscious and alive for the whole thang!) ….tragically beautiful as the kids say. Oh yeah, and because we’re GENIUSES we’re having fun working this into our metal oc stuff.  No character cross-interaction, just the setting of concerts in LA.  Since a yung spai means 80′s fun-time, we get Ollie dragging Basile to metal concerts.  Ollie’s one o’ them funny lil men with short hair and even shorter stature at a concert, who insists on hitting on taller *older* goth chicks who are way above his league.

Secondly, the boy n’ gorl DLC Season Pass AU of “ ♡ Ollie and Liv Torture Their Sensei 4ever ♡ ”.  The base game without DLC is just a boy scunt and boy spoih.  I’m a sucker for Misery-esque stories with creepy stalky fangirls though.  Episode One of the Liv DLC is prom!  Which I have a WIP in storage for, just gotta find time to finish it.  I want something retro 50′s for Liv cuz her mom dressed her.  And something ill-fitting and awful for Ollie, since he don’t got no dad to tell him how a man oughtta dress.

Lastly, Shades of Cool.  If Basile didn’t have to pretend to be a teacher, and just went on his merry drug-dealing way… He does not love that baby though.  Or any man or woman.  Just himself and his big ol’ pile of valium, vicadin, marijuana, ecstasy, and c-c-c-c-co-co-cocaine.