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Cedar Grove Cemetery, a 19th century burial ground in the coastal Connecticut city of New London, in the fog, December 2015.

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The weeks passed by like minutes in the time that he spent with Henry by his side, the pair growing from distant acquaintances to close friends in such a short amount of time. It was so much easier to function when he could be around someone who shared his experiences, at least to an extent, and James could reciprocate the comfort that Henry gave him, as well. Their budding friendship gave them both a sense of relief that neither had felt in quite some time. Even with the nightmares that plagued him about the fog-covered town, James was slowly able to regain some sense of normalcy in his life. Soon enough, the pair had decided to do their best to part with the memories that haunted them, leaving Ashfield behind altogether, and hoping that a change of scene would help them settle back into a regular life. They were headed to Henry’s hometown, intent on living in the man’s old family home there. They would have almost looked like a little family, had Laura gone with them. James wanted her to, he really did; even after everything, through highs and lows (and the lows were terrible, with them) he cared about the little girl. But she had enrolled in school while they were living in Ashfield, and she begged him to let her stay, teary-eyed at the thought of having to leave behind her friends, pointing out that James was taking his only friend with him, and it wasn’t fair to her. She was right about that, in the end. It broke his heart not to have her along for the ride with them, but Frank was more than willing to look after the little girl, especially after her puppy-dog eyed pleading (though it didn’t take much of that at all; Frank adored his granddaughter). And so the day eventually came for the pair to move out. James, in the weeks prior, had been slowly moving Laura’s things into her grandfather’s apartment, so they were done with that by now, and all he had to do was haul the last of his own boxes out to the moving van and say his goodbyes. { @3redhalos }
BUZZFEED UNSOLVED: SUPERNATURAL SENTENCE STARTERS ( S2. )
❛ and the worst part is, i don’t even have my holy water! ❜
❛ you escaped the clutches of yet another demon. ❜
❛ there may very well be a hot dog vendor in chicago who is a bigfoot. ❜
❛ demons, you cowards! ❜
❛ this is like satan’s cement butt hole. ❜
❛ i think your douche meter is usually half mast but right now it’s about three quarters full. ❜
❛ i think a moon having a boner is about as realistic as ghosts. ❜
❛ well the only way to really provoke them is to provoke them! ❜
❛ i think the ground is cleaner than this couch. ❜
❛ holy shit, it’s a jacuzzi tub! ❜
❛ i stole them off a woman who died on the titanic! ❜
❛ no, no, no, you’re going to scare the ghosts away. ❜
❛ if i see people taller than me, i get concerned about them because i think they’re gonna die. . young. ❜
❛ jesus christ, do you always have to insult the ghosts at the place we’re at? ❜
❛ if george clooney was on the tonight show and you set him on fire, one of his feet would burn and the other one would probably still be planted there on the floor in a very nice shoe — clooney’s flammable. ❜
❛ i’ve always gotta’ think about stuff, y’know? like this mannequin in this tub, what’s he doing here? ❜
❛ hey demons, it’s me, ya’ boy. ❜
❛ it is a very old piece of footage, but so is die hard — still good. ❜
❛ so it was aliens? they showed up, gave ‘em ipads, gave ‘em a zune, built the pyramids, left, and that’s it? ❜
❛ stop telling the ghosts to follow me home. ❜
❛ oh so you’re going to make me sit in the shitty chair? ❜
❛ this guy has been inhaling too many cat shit fumes. ❜
❛ i took an improv comedy class once, ‘cause i’m a white guy. ❜
❛ i just got startled by a disco ball. ❜
❛ maybe this ghost just loves to blaze it. ❜
❛ just, to be fair, fuck christopher columbus. ❜
❛ i’m not doing this because i want to steal, i‘m doing this because i want to give the ghosts significant reason to haunt me. ❜
❛ hey ghouls! the boys are here. ❜
❛ i think everyone needs a hobby, and if you don’t have one, that’s when you’re probably gonna start killing people. ❜
❛ i wasn’t fat-shaming bigfoot! ❜
❛ this is what happens when people are passive aggressive full-time. ❜
❛ ghost 101: one, knock book off shelf. week two, hold a candlestick in the middle of a hallway. three…sheets. ❜
❛ it looks like one of the conjuring films. ❜
❛ anytime you get uneasy, that’s me! ❜
❛ if there were a town full of me in the puritan times, we’d have landed on the moon in 1790. ❜
❛ we’re just two guys sitting in a tub. ❜
❛ demons! you’re not trying hard enough — plunge us into darkness! ❜
❛ you gotta’ fuckin’ calm down, man. ❜
❛ why is it someone who chokes on a peanut doesn’t get a ghost? ❜
❛ i think it’s a little bit more fun to believe that humans are capable of some truly horrific things. ❜
❛ i’m exposing my cranium to you. ❜
❛ there’s a good chance tonight is the night you see me die on camera. ❜
❛ shadows do tend to follow you though, that’s how they work. ❜
❛ this is gonna get a little morbid, but who’s to say that a burning body doesn’t smell like barbecue? ❜
❛ i didn’t even get to do all the things on my bucket list. ❜
❛ i don’t wanna be a ghost hunter, this is all bullshit! ❜
❛ you keep tricking me into talking to them, you fuckin’ dickhead! ❜
❛ spooky, huh? ❜
❛ is it very european to — to burst into flames? ❜
❛ and i guess this is where we’re fuckin’ sleeping because we’re idiots. ❜
❛ ( wheeze ) ❜
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So! This used to be a dependent rp blog, but I’ve since left the roleplay and decided to turn this into an indie rp blog - however, I’m leaving some of my past posts up to give a look at how I play James, at least until I get more things going on here.
secrets : my muse sharing/confiding their deepest, darkest secret with your muse.
"I killed her.”The words rung out through the quiet room, though his voice was barely above a whisper. The guilt that came with saying it out loud, admitting it, what he did to Mary – it wouldn’t ever go away, would it? Even though she’d forgiven him, even though she’d told him how much she had wanted to die. “I… My wife, she was sick. She was so sick, for so long, and… She kept saying how she wanted to just die, and then she didn’t, and she did, and I – I killed her. And that’s why I’m… That’s why I was in Silent Hill, before. I went there because I couldn’t deal with the guilt, drove my car into the lake… And then I woke up here.”
how much have you had?
“Not… Not too much?” He might’ve been lying. He probably was. He hadn’t really kept track, after all. But, his movements were slow, his head swimming enough that he had to take a moment before his eyes could focus on the person in front of him. “I… a bit. It was a bit.”
(OOC: Hi, sorry to bother you, but do you by any chance roleplay with muses outside your RP group, or is your muse exclusive to that group?)
Hi Anon ! This account is specifically for thevortexhq but if you’d like to rp over discord or somewhere else, feel free to shoot me a message off anon and we can work something out!
miscellaneous angst starters.
when were you going to tell me?
you can’t keep doing this to yourself.
that’s…a lot of blood.
can you walk?
please don’t lie to me.
you were supposed to leave.
i’m not going anywhere without you.
shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.
there was nothing more you could have done.
it wasn’t your fault.
this is all my fault.
you aren’t acting like yourself.
i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.
you’re hurting me.
don’t ever do that again.
go to hell.
please don’t cry.
you have to stay awake.
i wish i could take the pain away.
you could have died.
hey – stay with me.
it’ll be over soon.
did you ever love me?
i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.
things won’t always hurt this bad.
you passed out.
how much have you had?
i’m okay. it’s all fine.
it’s not okay! you’re not fine!
let me get you something for the pain.
it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.
it’s clearly not nothing.
have you been to the doctor?
i didn’t mean the things i said.
i thought we meant something.
people who are okay don’t act like this.
you don’t have to go through this by yourself.
i don’t want you to be alone.
please don’t regret me.
i heard you crying.
you need to get some rest.
when was the last time you ate something?
i’m worried about you.
did you have another nightmare?
[name], there’s nobody there.
i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.
please talk to me.
why are you mad at me?
alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.
don’t leave me.
did you do this to yourself?
it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.
tell me what’s wrong.
tell me how to make it better.
why don’t you care?
get the hell away from me.
please don’t do this.
i can’t believe that you lied to me.
just…stay for the night.
you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.
you can’t die. i won’t let you.
just hang on, okay?
hold my hand if you need to.
i’m sorry.
why do you have a gun?
don’t panic.
just breathe.
you’re bleeding.
i’m trying to stop the bleeding.
you’ve been crying, i can tell.
you should have told me sooner.
i wanted to tell you in person.
a phone call would’ve been nice.
i hate you.
i love you.

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some one word prompts . ( send one of the words for our muses to interact based off that word )
goodbye : my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye.
secrets : my muse sharing/confiding their deepest, darkest secret with your muse.
nightmare : my muse coming to your muses aid when they awake from a nightmare.
push : my muse pushing your muse out of the way of danger.
embrace : my muse abruptly throwing their arms around your muse, hugging them tightly.
bloody : my muse coming to your muse with blood stains on their clothes and hands, shaking.
drunk : my muse takes care of your muse while they are in a drunken state.
bed : my muse wakes up in the same bed as your muse with little recollection of the night before.
slap : my muse slaps your muse across the face out of anger.
gone : my muse stays by your muses side while they take their last breath.
scream : my muse hears your muse scream and quickly runs to their side.
sleep : my muse falls asleep on your muse, making it hard for my muse to leave.
stalk : my muse gets caught by your muse trailing behind them, watching them.
sacrifice : my muse jumps in front of your muse, sacrificing their life for your muses life.
trail : my muse watches as your muse traces one of my muses scares, asking them about it.
love : my muse confronts your muse about why they never say ’ i love you ’ back.
piggyback : my muse jumps on your muses back, my muse gives yours a piggyback ride.
jump : my muse runs to your muse and jumps up, my muse holding yours up by their thighs.
dance : my muse holds their hand out, waiting for your muse to come out and slow dance with them.
carry : my muse carries your muse to their house, either drunk, or a weakened state, can specify.
lighter : my muse pulls out a lighter and lights it for your muse to use to light their cigarette.
shot : my muse gets shot and struggles to your muses house for aid.
wound : my muse patches and bandages a wound your muse has gotten.
fight : my muse stops your muse from getting into a physical fight with someone else.
arrest : your muse finds my muse arrested in cuffs with swarming police everywhere.
hospital : my muse awakens in a hospital, finding your muse by their side, asking what happened.
gun : my muse pulls out a gun on your muse, your muse tries to talk them into putting the gun down.
betrayal : my muse finds out that your muse has betrayed them in same way and confronts them about it.
nude : my muse walks in on your muse accidentally seeing them naked.
karaoke : my muse pulls your muse up on stage with them to sing some karaoke songs.
laughter : my muse hears your muse laughing uncontrollably and approaches to see if they are okay.
murder : my muse walks in on your muse committing a gruesome murder.
wet : my muse strips down to their under garments and runs into the water, motioning for your muse to join them.
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@divinuslupus: ✿ for a general moodboard about my muse
moodboard meme
send me one of the following symbols and i’ll make a moodboard for my character.
✿ for a general moodboard about my muse
💛 for a moodboard about our muses’ relationship
❤ for a moodboard about a romantic relationship of my muse
💗 for a moodboard about another significant relationship in my muse’s life
💕 for a moodboard on my muse’s view on romantic and/or sexual relationships
👗 for a moodboard about my muse’s fashion style
👶 for a moodboard about my muse’s childhood
🏠 for a moodboard about my muse’s home aesthetics
🍕 for a moodboard about my muse’s favorite foods
👮 for a moodboard about my muse’s occupation
He watched as the light as he slipped away, sinking further and further from the surface, the cold water of Toluca Lake engulfing him completely, pressing him down as the last of the breath in his lungs left him.
James gasped, sucking in air desperately, clutching at his throat that still stung from the salt water, and pushed himself up to sit, trying to get some sense of where he was, where the waters had spat him up. His vision came back after his breath, but the sight that greeted him only served to further disorient the man. He was sitting in a bed in a room that instilled a vague sense of deja vu. It was bright, a gentle daylight seeping through the blinds and, though he had no recollection of being there before, it somehow felt like home. There were a spattering of posters on the walls, bands he liked, copies of art pieces he’d seen so long ago in a museum he went to with Mary... Mary. He patted himself down, finding that he was still fully dressed, and frantically sifted through his pockets, wondering if he would find that photograph, that note, or if everything he had been through was just some horrible fever dream induced by God-knows-what. But, the polaroid was still there in his chest pocket, as was the letter, slightly damp and smelling of rot and lake water. It was real. It was real, but somehow he was... here. Wherever ‘here’ was. It seemed too bright, too calm to be another part of Silent Hill, another hell for him to be trapped in, but he wouldn’t know until he stepped outside and investigated, would he?

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