thinking about writing some on disco...i just moved out of my apt and life is Hectic and i love to write on my blog but id love to get some things going with u all, like appetizers pre main course u know

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thinking about writing some on disco...i just moved out of my apt and life is Hectic and i love to write on my blog but id love to get some things going with u all, like appetizers pre main course u know

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the 70s fail songwriter i promised you all is named kai goodwin. he is 31 in 1972. he looks like this and this. his songs have only been successful when sung by other people, and he’s done a considerable amount of uncredited co-writing. he was born in queens, new york, but he’s been living in los angeles as of his 30th birthday. his late mother left him with a love of cowboys and the firmly held belief that their family history is tied up in the old west. he learned how to play music on a paper piano. he is a harry nilsson sun, norma tanega moon, and laura nyro rising.
i will go into greater depth on his assigned blog page...one day...but ive decided on a direction for banquo. have you guys seen everything everywhere all at once? i hope so because im basically borrowing their concept of the multiverse. banquo is literally every iteration of banquo you can think of, from published adaptation to personal invention, all bottled up in one person (who looks like steven yeun). like evelyn at the end of everything everywhere, its willpower and concentration that keeps him from rocketing between different versions of himself.
what does this mean for you, person reading this who wants to write with me? well!! the good news is that you can now write with period appropriate banquo, cowboy banquo, sleep no more banquo, modern ghost banquo and more! im not holding myself to a singular macbeth setting like i had planned since the consequences from one universe are now free to roll into the other. this will make him a little anachronistic no matter which version of him u meet, which is exactly what i wanted in the first place.
i will be writing mark scout from severance here <3 i’ll put him up on my chara page later but he’ll be request only
bunburie.
@ribleyscotch ( barry )
“Hey, thanks for this, man.”
David has his hands and elbows flat on the table. There are two cocktail pitchers between them, one pinkish red and the other antifreeze blue, and the ice cubes are glinting at him. The pitchers were Barry’s idea: you know, not to make it awkward or anything, I just have, like, a coupon.
He remembers Barry kind of differently, although maybe that’s just the sandblasted look everyone gets when they’re in the shit. But David is exactly the same as he was before he rotated home, whereas Barry looks like frayed elastic up close, like one more pull would snap him.
“I’ll keep out of your hair. I just need somewhere to lay low for a while.”
“it’s no problem, dude. it’s nice to see you.”
he smiles toothlessly, trying so hard not to come across as needy that it gives off the impression he’s being held at gunpoint instead. barry’s social circle has been weeded back down to the size it was after his discharge, made up of: clients, targets, and sometimes fuches. after two years of consistent friendships, he now knows to want more, badly.
david is scratching that itch, at least temporarily. it helps that he’s military, and that he looks just like he did in barry’s memories. looking at him is kind of like living in them, and even if he wasn’t happier then, he was more at home.
“can i ask, how low are you laying? no, no judgement. i have a ps5 and vr headset thing, just so you know, if you won’t be getting out much. beat saber’s pretty cool.”

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bunburie.
@ribleyscotch ( syd )
“Thoughts?”
It’s 2am and they’re still in his office, Carmy sitting at his desk and Syd sitting on it. It means he has to crane his neck to look up at her, which feels only fair. They got the munchies (Syd says you can’t call them the munchies when you’re just generally hungry, munchies is only for the hungry you get when you’ve been smoking pot, but Carmy disagrees) which explains why Syd is nibbling at a PB&J he slapped together with a degree of forced nonchalance. Does not explain why he’s so nervous to hear what she thinks of it.
“If it’s bad you can just say it. I can take it.”
she bides her time answering by chewing a never-ending mouthful of air, torn between gently pulling his leg or yanking it. carmy’s almost too easy to fake out, and not just because syd is incredible at a deadpan (she is), he just can’t seem to tell when she’s joking. whatever that means. “no offense, but if you could figure out a way to make a pb&j taste bad, like noticeably terrible- like rancid, i don’t think you’d be a chef, chef.” she finishes the sandwich to prove her point, basically a scout’s honor.
“i would’ve used a crunchy jif, though. more texture.”
too lazy to do a self promo but hi it's bobby i'm back babey and if you guys don't follow me ill burn this whole building down
consigliere of my heart <3
The Bear (2022 - ) Season 1 Episode 7 “Review”
“If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?” (for whomever works but pls lemme know if you wanna hash out something specific omg)
"i guess? i mean, if we're already suspending our disbelief for the first two things, why not suspend a little longer and hold out for the third." syd shrugs, even though she’s kind of impressed with her own answer; astute yet casual. “i’m not a theater kid, diane, i swear on my entire life, but i think we just have to ‘ yes and- ’ it.”

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jupiter3.
“you’re such a hater.”
“like i’m going to willingly watch a movie with matt damon in it. come on, man, use your brain.”
“i want to use my brain, which is why i want to watch something for an audience that reads at a 9th grade level. at the very least.”
@halbermenschen
"do you know who did it, who shot you? was it revenge, or was it more like wrong place wrong time?” the therapist-like tact she usually reserves for talks with the undead has been laid out, flat, by an abominable excitement. ollie, who has always fancied herself as taking after elliot gould’s marlowe, is sitting the width of a stone table away from a man who might as well be bogart’s version.
“if that’s too invasive i’ll shut it, and fast.” she mimes locking her lips and throws the invisible key out into the park, which is, thankfully, empty. even with air pods in, too much conversation directed at no one can still be too much for a passerby.
“sorry. you’re just so not who i usually get to talk to.”
FIGHT CLUB (1999) SENTENCE STARTERS feel free to modify pronouns etc. as necessary! content warning for violence, illness, death.
“People always ask me if I know [Name].”
“This is it. Ground zero.”
“Do you have a speech for the occasion?”
“With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels.”
“That old thing, how you always hurt the one you love? Well, it works both ways.”
“I know this because [Name] knows this.”
“Think of everything we’ve accomplished.”
“No, wait. Back up. Let me start earlier.”
“Everything’s a copy of a copy of a copy.”
“When deep space exploration ramps up, it’ll be the corporations that name everything. The IBM Stellar Sphere. The Microsoft Galaxy. Planet Starbucks.”
“What kind of dining set defines me as a person?”
“No, you can’t die of insomnia.”
“I nod off, I wake up in strange places. I have no idea how I got there.”
“You need to lighten up.”
“You need healthy, natural sleep. Chew some valerian root and get more exercise.”
“Hey, come on. I’m in pain.”
“Babies don’t sleep this well.”
“Imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light. It moves over your body, healing you.”
“[Name], you liar, you big tourist, I need this, now get out!”
“When you have insomnia, you’re never really asleep, and you’re never really awake.”
“I’m still here but I don’t know for how long.”
“I’ve got some good news. I no longer have any fear of death.”
“[Name]. The scratch on the roof of your mouth that would heal if you could stop tonguing it, but you can’t.”
“You’re not dying. In the Tibetan-philosophy, Sylvia-Plath sense of the word, I know we’re all dying.”
“When people think you’re dying, they listen to you, instead of waiting for their turn to speak.”
“Look, you don’t want to get into this. It becomes an addiction.”
“Let’s not make a big thing out of it.”
“This is your life and it’s ending one minute at a time.”
“If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?”
“On a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.”
“You have a kind of sick desperation in your laugh.”
“Did you know if you mix gasoline and frozen orange juice, you can make napalm?”
“I suppose these things happening.”
“How embarrassing. A house full of condiments and no food.”
“When you buy furniture, you tell yourself, that’s it. That’s the last sofa I’ll need. Whatever happens, the sofa problem is handled.”
“I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect. I say let’s evolve. Let the chips fall where they may.”
“The things you own end up owning you.”
“Three pitchers of beer and you still can’t ask.”
“You called me because you needed a place to stay.”
“I want you to hit me as hard as you can.”
“Nobody knows that they saw it, but they did.”
“Do not watch. I cannot go when you watch.”
“I don’t wanna die without any scars.”
“Come on, hit me, before I lose my nerve.”
“You can swallow a pint of blood before you get sick.”
“Self-improvement is masturbation.”
“Even the Mona Lisa’s falling apart.”
“What are you doing here? This is my house.”
“If I fall asleep, I’m done for. You’re gonna have to keep me up all night.”
“Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.”
“Without pain or sacrifice, we would have nothing.”
“I’m going to my cave to find my power animal.”
“You’re feeling premature enlightenment. It’s the greatest moment of your life and you’re off somewhere else.”
“Our fathers were our models for God. If our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about God?”
“You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen.”
“Fuck damnation, fuck redemption. We are God’s unwanted children.”
“You have to know, not fear, know that some day, you’re gonna die.”
“It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.”
“I’d be very, very careful who you talk to about that.”
“[Name]’s words coming out of my mouth. And I used to be such a nice guy.”
“Tragically, they’re dead. I’m alive and in poverty.”
“Who the fuck do you think you are, you crazy little shit?”
“What do you wish you’d done before you died?”
“Hitting bottom isn’t a weekend retreat.”
“We’ve just had a lear-life experience.”
“I’m living in a state of perpetual deja vu.”
“Everywhere I go, I feel like I’ve already been there.”
“You fuck me, then snub me. You love me, you hate me. You’re sensitive, then you turn into an asshole.”
“We simply do not have time for this crap.”
“This needs a tremendous act of faith on your part, but hear me out.”
“I don’t wanna hear anything you have to say.”
“There are things about you I like. You’re smart, funny, you’re spectacular in bed. But you’re intolerable. You have very serious emotional problems. Deep-seated problems for which you should seek professional help.”
“If I keep this, it’s asshole tax.”
“You’re the worst thing that ever happened to me.”
“The first person that comes out of this door gets a lead salad, understand?”
“I will bring us through this. As always, I will carry you kicking and screaming, and in the end you will thank me.”
“I’m grateful to you, for everything that you’ve done for me, but this is too much. I don’t want this.”
“You met me at a very strange time in my life.”
You WILL love our haunted doll house!
jupiter3.
@ribleyscotch
“…”
“…what about paddington 2?”
“or, hear me out, something that wasn’t made for children? the departed is streaming.”

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like this for a starter but u have to specify who or else ill never get around to it
now write the real mike nelson and make him duel with steve for his place in the narrative
that scene in fight club where u see edward norton punching himself alone on the sidewalk but its just me writing threads with myself