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bones are haunted, house is old & that gunk you got on your soul is mold, baby, mold –––– cecil “bernie” tseitlin. docs.

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is it cold in the water? ––– private &. 21+ writing blog for ophelia of 𝖍𝖆𝖒𝖑𝖊𝖙. by róisín.
–––– i don’t smoke, except for when i’m missing you … to remember your mouth, 𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔱 𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔢. / if you need to be 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧, be mean to me, 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎 . –– OPHELIA of HAMLET performed by róisín. please skim rules prior to following!
SENTENCE MEME ⟶ WESTWORLD / 1.01 –– 1.02 always feel free to tweak the sentence to fit your muse.
“I’m not feeling quite myself.”
“Would you like to wake up from this dream?”
“There’s nothing to be afraid of, as long as you answer my questions correctly.”
“Have you ever questioned the nature of your reality?”
“Some people choose to see the ugliness in this world, the disarray. I choose to see the beauty.”
“At one point or another, we were all new to this world.”
“They’re looking for the same thing we are, a place to be free to stake out our dreams, a place with unlimited possibilities.”
“I’d rather earn a woman’s affection than pay for it.”
“Do you ever feel inconsistencies in your world, or repetitions?”
“All lives have routine, mine’s no different.”
“I never cease to wonder at the thought that any day the course of my whole life could change with just one chance encounter.”
“Don’t mind me, just trying to look chivalrous.”
“There’s a path for everyone, and your path leads you back to me.”
“I know things will work out the way they’re meant to.”
“Is that any way to treat an old friend?”
“I realized winning doesn’t mean anything unless someone else loses.”
“Seems you’re not the man you thought you were.”
“Would the things I told you change the way you think?”
“Every new person I meet reminds me how lucky I am to be alive and how beautiful this world can be.”
“I’m more interested in the bad guys.”
“He must have slipped it in there without telling anyone.”
“It’s the tiny things that make them seem real.”
“They don’t make that like they used to. They don’t make anything like the used to.”
“I’ve seen a few showdowns in my day.”
“Perhaps we better drink to a deep and dreamless slumber.”
“I know how boys think. Was one myself once.”
“I am what I am because of you, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
“It’s beautiful, when you’re angry but trying to control it.”
“The guy kind of creeps me out.”
“If you’re this bad at small talk, how the fuck did you get your job?”
“I wanted to apologize if I came across as aggressive.”
“The guy’s gonna chase his demons right over the deep end.”
“You were saying should our fearless leader have a breakdown, you want to leverage it for your career.”
“I just wanted you to know that you have my support.”
“Here I thought you were only good for writing depraved little fantasies.”
“You’re smart enough to guess there’s a bigger picture, but not smart enough to see what it is.”
“You’ll have more rich assholes to gratify tomorrow.”
“I’m beginning to think you’re getting sweet on me.”
“Sometimes I envy your forgetfulness.”
“This isn’t minor improvisation, it’s a fucking shitstorm.”
“Evolution forged the entirety of sentient life on this planet using only one tool –– the mistake.”
“I flattered myself thinking we were taking a more disciplined approach here.”
“I suppose self-delusion is a gift of natural selection as well.”
“We’ve managed to slip evolutions leash now, haven’t we?”
“We can cure any disease, and one fine day perhaps we shall even resurrect the dead.”
“You must indulge me the occasional mistake.”
“I have a question, a question you’re not supposed to ask.”
“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.”
“You’re all here indulging your particular vices, so I’ve come to indulge mine.”
“I know we both believe the same thing.”
“No matter how dirty the business, do it well.”
“The problem with the righteous? They can’t shoot for shit.”
“You’re in a dream that could determine your life.”
“I shall have revenges on you both.”
“What they are, I don’t know, but they will be the terrors fo the earth.”
“These violent delights have violent ends.”
“Unless this uptight prick is who you really are, in which case be someone else.”
“This is to make sure we don’t give you anything more than you can handle.”
“Figuring out how it works is half the fun.”
“If you can’t tell, does it matter?”
“You don’t have to worry about what most people would do.”
“I think there’s something fucked up going on with his cognition.”
“I’ll make sure this is not something more serious.”
“I know that you think you have a handle on what this is gonna be.”
“This place seduces everybody eventually.”
“You’re gonna be begging me to stay because this place is the answer to that question that you’ve been asking yourself.”
“That’s the best thanks you could muster?”
“Don’t do anything you might regret.”
“Whenever I wanted something, I could hear that voice telling me to stop, to be careful, to leave most of my life unlived.”
“This is the new world, and in this world, you can be whoever the fuck you want.”
“You can’t play god without being acquainted with the devil.”
“There’s something else bothering you, I know how that head of yours works.”
“The photograph alone couldn’t have caused that level of damage.”
“You think it’s sabotage?”
“I imagine someone’s been diddling with our creations.”
“The problem is that what you and I do is so complicated.”
“We create life itself out of chaos.”
“He’ll only try to rope you into some bullshit treasure hunt.”
“They all got some big adventure that they want to sell you on.”
“First up, you’re gonna buy me a drink.”
“You haven’t told anyone about our little talks?”
“How many interactions have you participated in since we last talked?”
“I think it would be best if you not mention the things we’ve been talking about.”
“There’s something different about you, about the way you think.”
“I find it fascinating, but others may not see it that way.”
“In this world, you can be whoever the fuck you want.”
“Never open your mouth that wide unless someone’s paying you for it.”
“If you find yourself in a bad dream, close your eyes, count to backwards from three, wake yourself right up.”
“You can get fucked right back to sleep by one of these assholes with their miniature peckers.”
“You pay for the drinks, not the right to gawk at me.”
“That woman in charge is quite formidable.”
“This character analysis routine really isn’t half as charming as you think.”
“You’re always worried about making a mess.”
“You are talented, driven, and inoffensive.”
“As a sign of my humble appreciation, I’d like to offer you an opportunity of a lifetime.”
“Did you just grab a cock from the body shop and hame it between his eyes?”
“He used to say that only boring people get bored.”
“That’s what I love about this place.”
“As much fun as this is, I got to be moving on.”
“When you’re suffering, that’s when you’re most real.”
“You see what a bored mind can conjure?”
“Everything in this world is magic, except to the magician.”
“You’re certainly comfortable with long, pensive silences.”
“Fuckload of aggression, courtesy of those morons.”
“I guess you could add lying to your list of sins.”
“The only thing wrong with the seven deadly sins is that there aren’t more of them.”
“My transgressions wash off a little easier than yours.”
“I’m the king of hygiene.”
“I have vivisection, self-cannibalism.”
“They come back because they discover something they imagine no one had ever noticed before.”
“They’re not looking for a story that tells them who they are.”
“They already know who they are, they want a glimpse of who they could be.”
“The only thing your story tells is who you are.”

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⤳ @sadtempo asked: ‹ i'm sorry. i didn't mean to bring up bad memories. ›
“Hey, man, it’s not a problem.” Just a kid, anyway. What right did he have to get on his case for bringing up simple questions? Wanted to know more about his dad. Wanted to get a feel for the scene at the time. Couldn’t call that very out of line –– could only call Bernie himself a bit of a 𝑐𝑜𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑 for not wanting to talk about it; that’s the funny thing about the twisting nature of guilt, the way survivorship gnaws at you, tears chunks from your abdomen, chews and rips at the flesh, scars intangibly so that only you can feel them, only you know their precious placement. He rolls his shoulders at the thought, a spiraling consuming sort of thinking that he has to physically shake away. Eyes twitch to narrow their gaze off to the side, making almost cautious, careful effort to avoid looking directly at Julian. The shy inclination is short-lived, and he returns his stare, this time with the accompaniment of a subtle smile.
“Not bad memories, anyway, y’know, I mean –– fuck, ( sorry, pardon the french ) ... Charlie and Grim were ––” He laughs, now a genuine warmth overtaking his recollection: the laughter of friends & the stuffy heat of a room way too crowded to be fire-safe. “Yeah, they talked shit like kings, man, I’m serious. They were hilarious. Like some, y’know, one – uh, two-man, kind of, comedy special. And your dad woulda had to have carried it, because Grim’s not a real smooth talker.” Putting it kindly. Even now, Grim’s blunt and often obtuse; shit bedside manner, if we’re being honest. None of the charisma of 𝐶𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝐷𝑒𝑣. “S’good, actually. Those years were some of the best.”
disregard carrd instead im making a wikipedia for this story
the band is recreated into walking corpses during their first international tour, meeting & partying with a mysterious and, frankly, stunning woman they meet after their Edinburgh show (this is Ethel, also known as the butcher of Marylebone — in a particularly devious mood this night, she seduces the lot of them in a way, and instead of devouring them whole, leaves them torn apart and ready to be remade, like molding clay back into their image)
they wake up sore & alone, aside from each other — surrounded by blood, bones, debris of viscera… Ethel nowhere to be found. with no body and no evidence of any wounds, the gang packs it up and gets the hell out of that strange, crimson-coated apartment. figure it was one hell of a party. they begin to understand their transformation in varying ways and levels. kt & grim find themselves consuming some drunkards in the wee hours of the next night. louie holds only a loose control over her cravings, begins to eat raw meat in secret, which only barely sates her. randy accidentally slaughters a few strangers as he desperately searches, despite Bernie’s insistence to leave it alone, for Ethel. Bernie, throughout all of this, is striving for normalcy, but is plagued by this nagging feeling that he’s forgetting something. He sees a woman in the shadows, everywhere he turns. He ignores the burning in his stomach and tightening of his throat and tries to outrun it.
ridiculously under construction but if ur curious about the key players here .. :) a little npc page (including the bandmates!)
⤳ @saintvampe asked: ‹ people are so amused by cruelty. ›
“Sure,” spoken like a mumble, accompanied by a half-hearted huff of laughter as he balances a cigarette at the edge of his lips, hands folded gently beside his chin as his finger flicks at the lighter to produce flame. THE NOTION OF 𝙲𝚁𝚄𝙴𝙻𝚃𝚈 HAS A PARTICULAR VISUAL ASSOCIATED WITH IT IN BERNIE’S SUBCONSCIOUS: he can’t help but recall it, and he wonders (only briefly) if it says anything about him that he does, 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑡, find it a bit amusing. Perhaps, however, he thinks it may only be due to the fact that his visualization is so schoolboyish by nature. Bugs on the sidewalk, guts strewn against the concrete stone –– hey, he’d crushed his fair share of ants evacuating their hill. Never so maliciously as the kid holding the magnifying glass, watching with eyes alight as smoke rises from the insects’ backs. That’s cruelty. Torture for the sake of torture. That’s fucking cruelty.
“You consider yourself one of them?” He means the question in more ways than one: do you count your faults among the very same as humanity’s? Laugh at them in your wisdom? What about creatures like me; what’s the angle? What’s the truth at the end of it all; bloodeater being ... what? The foot against the sidewalk, the hand holding the glass, the fire burning the ants? Bernie had his answers, others theirs. He knew above it all that all the introspection surrounding insatiability of thirst (&, greater than this, more consuming, hunger –– . . .) was a creature’s own to contrive. He may consider himself the foot, and, in being that, ambivalent to slaughter, but strengthier in his convictions than to feel absolutely nothing at the pain and suffering of those bugs crawling as fast as they can scurry. She may very well take none of those options; perhaps opt for the sun itself. And what role would that be? Even greater a contributor to humanity’s screams? Or less so? Taken advantage of by un-divine intervention (some snot-nose kid with a sadist’s nature, pointing the magnifying glass so strategically that the sun has no choice but to play God)?
Whatever it is, he doesn’t hold much stake in the answer. It’s only pure, rotten curiosity that gets the better of him. Feet don’t care about the sun; no need. “Listen, I try not to ascribe, y’know –– morals to this whole... fuckaround –– cluster of a shitshow. Shark’s gotta eat, so. S’not my business, and if I’m giving you the cold, honest truth, I’ll take it where I get it.” He speaks that last part with a sly smile, charming in its presentation, before lifting his successfully lit cigarette and taking a drag. “All I know is I’m hungry, and if all you got is some Nietzsche, uh, like –– Heidegger style big questions, just let me know now because I’m getting to the point where I might start chewing my own arm off.”

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working on replies tonight and trying to make a little post re: bernie & his bandmates & the style of music they performed 😁
and, ALSO! hefty ties with another oc of mine who never got much airtime, @cannibalistics
the premise all in all here is spiritual successor to american werewolf in paris: american vampire in edinburgh
what big teeth, pt. 1.
dialogue prompts from what big teeth by rose szabo.
i've never wanted to eat anybody before.
how did you know i was coming?
i need to talk to you. something happened.
you're a brute with no manners.
you were a little rude.
are you trying to frighten me away?
if anyone comes after you, i'll eat them up.
why didn't you come home sooner?
i feel like i've lost so much time.
i don't feel like it's real.
you ask a lot of questions.
people are so amused by cruelty.
i can't remember what it feels like to belong.
what did you see?
this house is not a safe place. if you're able, you should leave.
i want you to take me on a romantic walk. in the moonlight.
why do you let them treat you this way?
i know you can understand me.
all your work is for nothing.
i don't care what you think of me anymore.
what did you do?
have i satisfied your morbid curiosity?
you know i love you no matter what, right?
i wish i could tell you, but i can't. do you have things like that?
please. believe in me.
do you always give everyone what they want?
you're trying to tell me something. you've been trying to tell me something.
you can't trust anyone here. it would do to remember that.
i've had dreams with you in them.
i wonder why anyone ever has children.
how i am isn't really that interesting.
all families are the same.
as long as you're here, i won't be.
don't say i didn't warn you.
be careful with me, please. i'm not as strong as you.
i'm sorry. i didn't mean to bring up bad memories.
hopefully i can undo that terrible first impression.
your family seems to revel in strangeness.
what have they done to you?
what happened between you?
i'll stay as long as you need me.
oh, please call me ____.
is he your mr. rochester?
not everything is a gothic novel.
––––––––––––––––––––––––––– 𝐭ℎ𝖾 𝖗𝗈𝚝, private original rock legend & questionably occult character. by róisín.

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