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Stephcass Week - Day 6: Presents Near-Death-Experience

Will work. 

Cass: But all we can do is…try.

Tim: Yes, exactly. But we can’t try to force reality to conform to our ideal. That’s where he went wrong in the gang war. He went too far and–

Cass: No. He didn’t go far enough. If he’d just…taken control right away–

Tim: No way. He should’ve cooperated with the police, shared his information with them, they’re the law. Not him.

Cass: Because of the law…Penguin is still out there.

Tim: Because of the law, the rights of innocent citizens are protected.

Cass: But–

Tim: Look, we could go on like this, forever. So, for right now, let’s just agree to disagree, okay?

❝ Adventure is out there. ❞ 

❝ What’s wrong? Can’t you talk? ❞

❝ Hey, I don’t bite… ❞

❝ You and me, we’re in a club now. ❞  

❝ You have to swear you will not tell ANYONE. ❞

❝ South America. It’s like America…but south. ❞

❝ You know, you don’t talk very much…I like you! ❞

❝ Take a bath, hippie. ❞

❝ You don’t seem like a public menace to me. ❞

❝ What are you doing out here? ❞

❝ Please let me in. ❞

❝ Don’t touch that! ❞

❝ Well that’s not gonna work. ❞

❝ Whew! I thought you were dead. ❞

❝ Hey, let’s play a game. It’s called: see who can be quiet the longest. ❞

❝ I’m tiiiired. My knee hurts. My elbow hurts and I have to go the bathroom. ❞

❝ But I didn’t have to go then! ❞

❝ I don’t wanna walk anymore. Can we stop? ❞

❝ [ name ], if you don’t hurry up the tigers will eat you. ❞

❝ There’s no tigers in South America. Zoology. ❞

❝ What is that thing?! ❞

❝ No! Stop! That tickles! ❞ 

❝ That doesn’t even rhyme. ❞

❝ I see you back there. ❞ 

❝ Go annoy someone else for a while. ❞ 

❝ Uhhh…we’re not allowed to have dogs in my apartment. ❞

❝ Did that dog just say ‘hi there’? ❞

❝ I just met you and I love you. ❞

❝ Can we keep him/her? Please! Please! Please! ❞

❝ Can I tell you a secret? ❞

❝ Hey, why don’t you get some sleep. ❞

❝ What have I gotten myself into? ❞

❝ We better get moving. ❞

❝ You must be tired. Hungry? ❞

❝ I like you temporarily. ❞

❝ I do not like the cone of shame. ❞

❝ Are you sure I’m not a bother? I’d hate to impose. ❞

❝ You really must stay. I insist. ❞

❝ We have so much to talk about. ❞

❝ Give me your hand! ❞

❝ This is great. I finally meet my childhood hero and he tries to kill us. ❞

❝ It might sound boring, but I think the boring stuff is the stuff I remember the most. ❞ 

❝ Run, [ name ], run! ❞

❝ This is none of my concern. ❞

❝ I didn’t ask for any of this! ❞

❝ I was hiding under your porch because I love you. ❞

❝ Can I stay? ❞

❝ I am your master. ❞

❝ You are my master. ❞

❝ Let me go! ❞

❝ Scream all you want, [ name ], no one can hear you. ❞

❝ Where are you going?! I’m not finished with you! ❞

❝ I want to help. ❞

❝ I don’t want your help! …I want you safe. ❞

❝ I would like to award you the highest honor I can bestow. ❞

❝ Hey, [ name ]! You’re cheating! ❞

because honestly, I see so much negativity go around everywhere and I can’t help but to feel it makes the dash feel kinda down. so! here’s for lifting up our spirits!

♻ Any advice on improving Tumblr RP experience?

⛅  Do you believe aesthetics are another form of expression?

☮ Are you feeling happy and inspired right now?

☄ Has someone ever admitted to being inspired by you?

⚌ Who inspires you?

♋  Are there any FC’s you believe should be used more? Why?

☸ Do you reblog from the source when someone practices reblog karma or do you follow it?

☯ Do you believe you’re a forgiving person?

⚑ Have you been forgiven for a mistake you’ve made?

♛ Have you ever seen drama be maturely sorted out?

♞ Do you tend to ignore drama?

☾ Have you ever tried to bring peace to a situation?

☻ Have you ever made someone a promo or a positive shoutout?

☎ What do you think about bias lists?

☈ How many people would you say likes you?

♡ How many people do you like? Are there any people in particular that pop up?

☢ What calms you down after negativity?

☠ What keeps you happy?

☘ Is there anything that makes you instantly want to follow someone?

☕  Is it often you hear people complimenting your blog? Characters, writing, theme, icons, etc.

☂ What’s your best RP experience?

⚈ What sweet things tend to happen to you from time to time RP wise?

☐ What trends are you currently into?

★ What fandom do you consider welcoming?

☆ What are some the perks with the fandom you’re currently in?

☉ What fandom do you believe needs improvement? What could you do to do that?

♦ How has roleplaying on Tumblr improved since you started out?

♨ Have you ever roleplayed with someone that has been problematic but offered critique and then watched them improve?

⚓ Are there any small details you tend to like in roleplays?

⚡ What are the good sides with duplicates?

☀ What’s the best thing about roleplaying?

⛵ What genres do you like writing the most?

“ oh my god what happened? ”

“ you’re bleeding! why are you bleeding? ”

“ who did this to you? ”

“ that’s… a lot of blood ”

“ i think… it’s broken ”

“ can you move? does it hurt? ”

“ we need to get you to a hospital ”

“ what are you talking about? this is not just a scratch ”

“ it’s just a scratch ”

“ it’s nothing, i’m totally fine ”

“ that’s not supposed to bend that way ”

“ what the hell did you do? ”

“ don’t you pass out on me ”

“ i’m just so tired ”

“ hey, whoa, you alright there? ”

“ i just need to sit down for a minute ”

“ let me carry you ”

“ it won’t stop bleeding! ”

“ you’re gonna be just fine, i promise ”

“ hey! i said stay awake! ”

“ tell me what hurts ”

“ does it hurt when i do this? ”

“ ow! that hurts! ”

“ i’m fine, i can walk, just give me a minute ”

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“Whoa, are you okay?”

“You took that hit pretty hard…”

“Don’t stand up yet.”

“That definitely looks broken…”

“Walk it off.”

“How are you feeling?”

“When was the last time you slept?”

“You look like shit.”

“Have you been eating enough?”

“Here, let me help you.”

“Why are you limping?”

“You’re really pale…”

“Did you just go throw up?”

“Why aren’t you eating?”

“______? You’re bleeding…really bad.”

“That looks infected.”

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!”

“I told you you’d get sick.”

“How many fingers am I holding up?”

“Wake up–you were hyperventilating, are you okay?”

“It was just a dream, you’re alright.”

“Look at me–you’re safe.”

“Take a deep breath.”

“Are you bleeding?!”

“How’d you get a bruise like that?”

“What happened?”

“Let me help you!”

“Can you hear me?”

“You hit your head pretty hard.”

“Don’t move.”

“I know it hurts, I’m sorry.”

Writers, bold all of your character’s regular truths.

Phoenix came from a world where thirteen year old prodigies were allowed to prosecute at court and also whip the defense attorneys, so he was pretty much used to the antics of teenagers. He came to his office early in the morning to retrieve some documets he had forgotten there last night for an early morning case. Humming softly to himself and digging around in his suit pocket for his keys, he seemed not to notice the noises coming around from inside. 

Three in the morning and Phoenix was absolutely glowing. Most people would be dead on walking and not him. He wore a bright smile same as always. It’s not that Phoenix was a morning or night person, but rather a people person. As he crossed acoss the office and reached his desk, he found the papers and immediately crumpled them up to store in his pocket. You know, like a professional attorney would. 

You don’t sleep for very long, waking up just before Phoenix arrives. You throw your feet over the couch, running a hand over your face as he walks in. He doesn’t acknowledge you but you can tell he’s aware you’re there. You don’t mind that he doesn’t talk to you right away. You’re not a morning person and thus still mostly asleep. You yawn, stretching your arms behind you, and freeze as he jumps onto the desk. You blink at him. Most people would be shocked to find you randomly sleeping on their couch, even people you know. Stephanie certainly was surprised when she found you on her couch that first time.

You yawn again in answer to his question. You got in just before the sun started rising and the sun’s not much higher in the sky now. You’re exhausted and your side hurts where a criminal got a few lucky hits in the night before. You follow his eyes over towards the shelf, where a few books lay knocked over. You shouldn’t have knocked over anything when coming in, but you’d been too tired and known no one else would be here, so you hadn’t minded at that moment. You stare at him, eyebrows furrowed, before your face relaxes and you nod. He doesn’t seem to care that you broken in, so you don’t either. “Acrobatic,” you affirm.