#suicidalviolet

Hello everyone! It's about damn time I make one of these.

Replies I owe:

 browneyedflower (another one)

 suicidalviolet

 violet-the-daughter

 howtwistedareyou

 violett-harmonnn

 vitriolic-violet

 violetgoescommando

Replies I'm waiting on:

 little--but--fierce 

allmywars

 died--crying

Threads I can't find/ I WANT TO RP WITH YOU:

little--but--fierce (come back fishrick)

imkindoftwisted (come back to me violetmun)

 fiercegirlviolet

 the-darkness-lies

 sarcasticandfearless

And everyone else on the ahs rp tag! (I was going to go ahead and tag everyone but this is as much as I can do rn)

This is not meant to rush anyone- just so I can keep track of things. If you no longer want to RP, want to rp and we never have, or want to start a new thread, please message me.

------Murder House seemed like the first home that Frances Cobain had in a long time. She was at peace there even though she knew she was living alongside restless spirits that had lived in the home before her. She had spent most of the past week since she had moved in just cleaning everything up to the way she wanted her belongings arranged in the old bedroom that used to belong to Violet. Her father's old possessions, such as his famed Fender guitar, were scattered around and it seemed like a place where she wold be able to focus without worrying about her mother causing hell for her. Shit, the woman had killed her father back in 94 when she was only a baby along with the male nanny to cover it up then she had sent Frances away at a young age to Louisiana where the young girl was lead to believe she would be attending a boarding school away from the tabloids and bullshit. Courtney had actually been sending Frances to her death by a voodoo priestess but the woman actually turned out to be her teacher. Frances stayed at the academy that was down in New Orleans for a few years studying spells, witchcraft, and voodoo before finally escaping back into the world as she liked to say. All that Frances knew was she couldn't return to her mother which was why she came to Murder House in the first place.

Picking up an acoustic guitar the young Cobain began strumming away one of her father's songs on the old strings. Her eyes closed as she focused on every note of the song 'In Bloom' playing each note perfectly until she heard a crash in the kitchen then a music player blaring from downstairs. Fucking ghosts. She spoke to herself before standing up, walking down into the kitchen area where she saw a shattered glass. The music however was coming from the basement. Tate was trying to lure her down there so he could use Thaddeus to scare the living shit out of her. Glaring at the basement door she slammed it shut and began speaking.

"Listen up fucker. You can keep the music player. Stay down there and rot away."

I have to get off because I have an interview at 11 am this morning and it is midnight. Anyways, these are the people I owe. If I have missed you please message me. Like this only if your name is not on this list and you’d like a starter :)

Starters:

violetgoescommando

@suicidalviolet

misssviolet

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