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𝐨𝐜 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐥
call me may costa, because i'm madly in love with nona darnell. nona is kinda... everything? the plot would literally be broken without her in it, so i think she's pretty cool <3 i actually managed to crank this post out sooner than i thought i'd be able to, so i'm patting myself on the back right about now. next up is duke... yippee? anyways, onto the post! hope you like nona!
𝐨𝐜 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : 𝐫𝐣 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧
i'll be the first to confess that rj is underappreciated. by me, specifically. which is probably why you guys haven't heard as much about him. that's my bad. but it's his time to shine now! and he's gonna be crazy entertaining to write, guaranteed, so that definitely makes up for the lack of attention i've given him. here's all about rj, folks!
on top of being the most cryptic member of overconsumption to the eye of the general public, rj has a penchant for stirring up conflict within the band. call it a hangover from an uneasy childhood. he loves getting under peoples' skin, but, by now, the band has just accepted it as one of his quirks. one quirk of quite a few, including a strong appreciation for any substance that can make life more interesting. one might say another hangover.
but don't be mistaken: behind the continuous mischief-making and frequent benders is a more well-intentioned soul than most give him credit for. misguided, yes, but well-intentioned. it's a part of him that is seldom acknowledged by others in favor of his junkie image—actually, he's seldom acknowledged at all in discussions of overconsumption's success.
no worries. who needs acknowledgment when you're in a world all your own?
𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⋆。°✩
full name: roger jesse patterson
age: 23 (1985)–tbd
birthday: march 26
pronouns: he/him
sexuality: pansexual (so closeted even he doesn't know)
ethnicity: scottish-american
occupation: rhythm guitarist for overconsumption
love interest(s): none
likes: causing problems, speedballing, fantasy books/movies, arguing, animals, jeans with giant holes in the knees, being high
dislikes: his friends being genuinely upset about something, working out, getting haircuts, parties, horror movies, boats
height: 5'6
build: small, thin
hair: wavy, red mullet
skin: pale
eyes: grey-blue
𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ⋆。°✩
⋆ nothing to lose - l.a. guns
⋆ all hell's breakin' loose - kiss
⋆ mr. brownstone - guns n' roses
⋆ smokin' in the boys room - mötley crüe
⋆ nightrain - guns n' roses
⋆ locomotive (complicity) - guns n' roses
⋆ dirty deeds done dirt cheap - ac/dc
⋆ welcome to the jungle - guns n' roses
⋆ dancing on glass - mötley crüe
⋆ right next door to hell - guns n' roses
⋆ no mercy - l.a. guns
⋆ out ta get me - guns n' roses
⋆ coma - guns n' roses
⋆ kickstart my heart - mötley crüe
𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 ⋆。°✩
he's, surprisingly, the first friend may makes within the overconsumption group
he can only fall asleep if he's laying on his stomach, but him falling asleep is rare because he isn't a fan of sleeping in general
he named the title track of overconsumption's debut album, all it takes
he's the ex-boyfriend of one of duke's older sisters, liv, whom he still remains on good terms with even after the breakup—duke has a bit (aka a lot) of a grudge against him for it, but he's subtle enough about it that rj doesn't really care
he's lactose intolerant
he's gonna make me really sad
i posted this intro to my instagram like 2 days ago, then forgot to put it here, so WHOOPS!! but it's here now, so all is forgiven :) and that's it for all the main/supporting character intros! the next intros i post will probably be some combined intro posts for some of the side characters like amelie, tigerlily, may's abuelo, those folks! but it might be a little while before then, we'll just see how much energy i have in the near future!
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After not writing a goddamn thing for the first half of the month (also the 2nd half of last month shhh) I cranked out 8.5k today and got back on track to meet my 18k camp nano goal 💪 perhaps in the morning I'll share a little snippet to celebrate 😌 but for now rest
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“They’ll kill us,” [Teddy] tells Nash. “They’ll kill all of us.”
“We’ll be careful. We’ll make a plan.”
Teddy is already backing toward the door. “You don’t understand. They don’t stop and they—,” He swallows thickly. “They don’t care who they hurt. That’s how they get you on their hook.”
“You think I don’t know that?” Nash asks slowly, dangerously.
Teddy shakes his head. “Not the same way I do. Jo is alive.” He breathes carefully through the emotion that rises up his throat. “My people aren’t. I failed the worst anybody ever could and Occulous was at the center of it.”
“But I wasn't here.”
“So what? What difference does that make?”
“You’ve seen me fight and I’ve seen you. If we work together, we’ve got a shot.”
“What makes you so sure?”
Nash is quiet, choosing his words with the same care and precision that Teddy remembers. His stare doesn’t waver as he says, “You carry me past the limit and I carry you home. It’s what we do.”
They look at each other, unsaid things swirling between them, but Teddy can’t be the first to say them. Not with Jo hovering on the periphery of the conversation, and not without first knowing, in even the foggiest detail, where Nash stands. As far as he knows, all Nash cares about is eliminating the threat against him and Jo so he can fuck off back to Tennessee to resume never talking to him again.
“I’ll think about it.” Then he runs like a fucking coward.
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The multitude of lights coming from the East is still a mystery to the common eye.
I know different.
This is about the night I found THEM
The unexplained Eastern city lights.
Every year there’s a new story about where exactly it is and what or who I could possibly be. Entertainment almost, as they couldn’t be further from the truth.
Who’s to say that’s how they like it?
They. More than one.
That’s right, I’ve seen “them”
Those.
Under the stars in September at the ridge.
Blocked off by high electrified fence lines they use to keep the public from snooping and a whole gallantry of audio and video devices.
Some say they even use gamma rays to spot heat detection.
So how’d I get there you ask?..
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I hear a person yelling in the night. They live in the hospital just to my right. Theres another shouting in the distance. They run free with no resistance.
Two people. Two lives. No where near interwined. But parallels all the same. Fate has taken one. She has staked her claim.

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Cammy listen to me,
Don’t…breathe.
I could only see half of her face underneath the shadow of the palm leaf she was hiding under.
I could tell she was going into a panic episode. If they smell the release of carbon dioxide we’re through.
The crackling sound of their spines were right over us now. Every drip that fell from their mouths sizzled as it hit the puddle we were laying over.
It’s funny how when you’re in these situations of life or death you’re desperation to survive tops the need of anything else.
I needed to breathe so badly but all I could think about was Cammy and please, please, someone, anyone, find the sticks we left under the tree.
It was our only hope.
Our dimension is just one of many, trillions of other-worldly beings are out there.
But this is my story.
Terra isn’t a place you can just see, it’s a feeling, it’s even a taste. Tasting the area is our so called tale-tale sign we’re here.
Our tongues house 34,000,000 tasting bumps, all divided into 53 sections. Starting from how we receive you to how we end you.
That’s right. You will never encounter one of us and get to tell about it.
Kind of hard making outside friends, right?
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For a second I thought it had to be an angel.
Too good to be true? Always.
Though, there in that second, anything could have been real.
If I just believed it
That was always my problem. I believe it starts in the youth, you see.
When was the first time you heard “it’s time to grow up”?
Silly how when you’re young you want so bad to be an adult, once you get here it’s shit.
Life’s funny right?
& here I am, thinkin I saw an angel.

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I never thought I’d be here
Down here,
Looking up like…this.
Hell, who would? These things only happen when I’m here. On the outside of this hole I’m invisible. I’m a nobody. There’s no one deciding my fate or stifling my powers, but out there I’m empty. In here it’s as though I’ve created my wildest dream. I’ve taken what they never envisioned for me and used it to feel alive.
Here in this hole I’m everything. How could I leave?