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SUZANNE STONE * LOW ACTIVITY !scripted by em.
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THAT GIRL ? . there is something strange about the holloway girl. she looks like on of the COOL GIRLS but is really a wallflower. her features are delicate, but her eyes are sharp. as if they know more than she’s letting on. no one really knows her. and she’ll keep it that way.
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i told my mom about my decision to drop out of college and she was surprisingly okay with it. which means i can work more at my writing and screenplays and get a move on with what i really want to do in life and idk guys im just really happy about this
#「 C’MON GET REAL ! —outofchara. 」#i'll be finishing up this semester#and then i'll start at a new job#and afiafi#but anyways see u guys l8r im off to sleep
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warherc.
‘ do you THINK before you talk ? ‘ smoke bellowed from his lips as his cigarette was thrown to the ground , crushed underneath the toe of his boot. ‘ or do you just get a kick out of pissing everyone else off ? ‘
@weathervixen LIKED !
HEAD TWISTING TO NARROW her eyes at him, suzanne scoffs, ‘ i say what everyone else is THINKING. last time i checked, it wasn’t a C R I M E. hell, it’s one of our RIGHTS, actually ! ‘
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dcrryqueen.
THE crowd of high school goers parted the like the damned BIBLICAL red sea as MAGGIE MUELLER strolled down the halls of Derry High, her bitchy little sister trailing behind, complaining of this and that. It was enough to make someone want to swallow a bullet. After the showdown of a break up to outshine all other break ups she had with PATRICK, Maggie was ready to put this town in her rear view, along with everything else in it. FUCK DERRY. This town was a slow attacking poison, draining the life from every poor soul.
TURNING the corner, Maggie’s gaze locked with the familiar blue eyed blonde BOMBSHELL known as Suzie Stone. Though they were CLOSE friends, Maggie couldn’t help but sometimes question the intentions of what their friendship held. Suzie was of course nice, but often almost TOO nice to redhead. Whatever the true answer would be, Maggie cared not. Friends weren’t easily found at Derry High, cliques were hard to form but could take a single second to destroy. “ That’s not true - BUT thank you, I needed that this morning. ”
SMILING DROPPING ALMOST COMICALLY into a frown, suzanne’s shoulders slump and her pep is immediately toned down. she reduces herself to appearing like a KICKED puppy dog. she didn’t FIGURE this would be an actual MOURNFUL break up. maggie had assured their little group patrick was just a ploy to RUFFLE her parents feathers. a rebellious OUT CRY for attention or favors, sure. suze had not anticipated the redhead would have feelings for him,
PATRICK WAS ON A completely different level than the rest of the world. he dressed carelessly, he fondled and groped girls for laughs. and he was just plain CREEPY. her skin crawled at the though of someone as PRISTINE as maggie being close to him. the blonde shakes her head, ‘ it IS true, mags. you’re always pretty. even when you don’t try to be. ‘ she mumbles because that was the TRUTH and suzanne resented it very much.
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He studied the woman before him. She wasn’t bad looking. Most would consider her attractive and so she is but, what is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly. In this situation, Paul is the spider. He’d rather see the blonde with a pitch fork impaled through her skull, blood spluttering from her mouth, fingers twitching as the last signs of life slip away than see her dressed in a tight red dress. Chaos.
“I sincerely hope I didn’t disturb you, Suzanne,” his words sounded heartfelt but his eyes spoke differently. There was no emotion. He was blank. Empty. Useless words and faux smiles and a drive to cause complete and utter mayhem.
His foot jammed further into the door. There was no chance she was going to shut him out, not after he leans against the door with very small odds of him actually shifting. “Hold on, you’re the weather lady right?” and the corners of his mouth lift up into a smile, “my father loves you, whoever he is.”
With another foot in the door, he squares up to her, his demeanour changing as much as the wind whistles, “Anyway, Suzzie, I’d really like that cup of sugar.”
LARRY, THE HEAVY SLEEPER that he was, has yet to come to her rescue. despite this, she can vaguely make out the scratching and whimpers of walter from the bedroom. MAMAS HOME BABY !! she wants to coo. but this man. this, ever intent THORN at her side won’t take a FUCKING HINT. suzanne inches the door, looking to close it and dismiss his character for the night. she’s oh so TIRED and she could still feel the ache in the arches of her feet.
HIS EYES, VACANT AND blue. she has those too. though, hers are BRIGHT and ENAMORING. but his words leave her at a stand still. his recognition of her makes the blonde, huff out a a laugh. now she’s got one of her BEST smiles on. the one she uses after during her daily introductions on camera. ‘ yes, that’s me ! your father has SUPERB taste ! ‘ a tragic FLAW this is. suzanne stone and her love for attention.
FACIAL EXPRESSION DROPPING, SUZANNE tightens her hold on the door. ‘ jesus, ‘ an uncomfortable laugh, ‘ sugar can’t be that damn IMPORTANT at this hour. if you’re in that much need, ‘ she fishes out a C R I S P twenty dollar bill from the pocket of her skirt, ‘ there’s one of those 24 hour BO-DEG-AHS just down the street. ‘ offering it out to him she sneers then, a quiet UNATTRACTIVE move for her, and uses the heel of her yellow PUMPS to SHOO his feet from their place.
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can i get ᵘʰʰʰ
#people to not bite off my character#or style#or aesthetic#or any of my tings#「 C’MON GET REAL ! —outofchara. 」#vague /
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seesdead.
@weathervixen ; starter call!
Ivy Graves worked at a dinky little diner in her dismally bland, new town. She had managed to pick up a job working at the local food hub called Apple Pie Square. She planned on busing tables and pouring coffee until Cole and her could afford a way out of the shabby seaside village. The entrance door swung open and a brisk breeze flooded the warm, brick building.
“Welcome, can I take your order?” Her eyes were momentarily focused on a magazine splayed across the counter. The greeting came out terribly droll. When she looked up to make a lazy attempt at eye contact, she already knew that this customer wasn’t from around here.
CHASING A STORY WAS her mission. the weather girl had taken a leave of absence to try and get an INTERVIEW with another corrupt governor. she wanted to make HISTORY. pave a way for her career but things were not going according to plan. she pulls over her sweet new ride, and decides to stop for coffee. a real SIN, yes. the drink will do nothing but provide TEMPORARY alertness and yellow her teeth, but suzanne comes prepared ALWAYS. her red leather purse holds more than just cash and car keys !! she’s equipped with whitening strips and mints too.
SHE ENTERS THE DINER with a grimace. the smell of grease and humid air making her reach up and feel at her hair. she can’t have it FRIZZING up. long, blonde and lean, she approaches the other girl, smile thin lipped and strained, ‘ a coffee for starters and ... ‘ the establishment�� lacking the FLARE she’s accustomed to, suze glances around. seeing as it was hardly populated, the vixen sighs, ‘ a MENU. you DO have those, right ? ‘
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CAMERA POISED ON HER shoulder, she fumbles with the buttons, before clicking the play button and adjusting the zoom. she’s ELATED to be able to interview a youngin in the midst of UTTER chaos. the blonde straightens her shoulders and smiles into the eye piece, ‘ okay, introduce yourself ! doesn’t have to be anything crazy ! and let’s go into what you know about the murders right after. ‘ // @rosekilled !
#rosekilled#i set it up like she's interviewing lydia about lydia without knowing that lydia is actually lydia#i just made myself laugh#but do you get what i mean dhsbfsjdhbf
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“Hi, I do hope I didn’t wake you,” a faux apology, there was no empathy in his voice and his eyes were just as empty as his words. “I know it’s late but I was wondering if I could borrow a cup of sugar. I moved in across the street.” ‘Paul’ rocked back and forth on his heels as he motioned to the desolate, boarded up house across the road.
It was a little past 1AM. The street was dimly lit and an eerie gust of wind rattled the trees. Laughing abruptly, ‘Paul’ leaned into her door way, somewhat breaching her personal space, “how rude of me, I’m sorry, I didn’t introduce myself. My name’s—-” his tongue slapped off his teeth, he was making it obvious he was generating a name in his head, “let’s say Jerry. My name is Jerry. What’s yours?” At this stage, ‘Paul’ has placed his foot in the door.
STARTER CALL. - - - - @weathervixen·
IT HAD BEEN A late day at work. she had been editing her newest project focusing on the community heroes and before she knew it, larry had called four times before she SNAPPED out of it. hence, the WORKING WOMAN was forced to call it a night. she had BARELY taken off her heels when the knock at the door occurred. she’s EXHAUSTED and impatient with his presence the minute introduces himself.
SUZANNE BLINKS, LASHES FLUTTERY and sweet. it was important to maintain a clean cut image at ALL times. manicured nails, thrumming against the door she holds open, the blonde, though clearly tired, decides to humor him. ‘ sugar ? what on EARTH would you need sugar for at ... ‘ she cranes her neck to the living room where a clock is nailed just above the television, ‘ 1:23 in the morning ? ‘ there’s a deadpan stare just then. she’s UNCOMFORTABLE. suzanne is keen on good impressions, but this fella here, was TARNISHING his the closer he got to her vicinity.
‘ WELL JERRY, I’M SUZANNE maretto. it’s a PLEASURE, really but would you mind checking back in at a more REASONABLE time ? i’ve just got back from the studio and i am absolutely DRAINED. ‘
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AH VIOLET. SWEET, STUPID violet. suzanne enjoyed her presence. gave her a real SWOOSH of confidence. how sick, right ?? suzanne is a menace that way. she doesn’t necessarily TEAR people down for the heck of it, she merely studies each acquaintance with a MORBID curiosity. she likes to see herself as something of more VALUE than most. violet was an easy target. so EAGER to please and be everyone’s friend. sadly, she was not awarded MOST FRIENDLY. suzanne was awarded though !! it was the highlight of high school so far.
LONG LEGS SKIP OVER to the girl, her cheer skirt flying behind her. she PLOPS down on the bench, teeth on full display. much like a hungry shark, just with more glitter gloss, ' whatcha frowin’ for, vi ? ‘ // @dcrryspirit !
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IT ISN’T THAT SHE doesn’t like maggie, it’s just that maggie is in fact ;; HARD TO LIKE. the gals got a CUSHY GIG suzanne supposes. rich and beautiful. and now, suze is in fact VERY BEAUTIFUL. she knows this. she F E E D S off this fact. her appearance is one of the most important things to her. but resources are something she lacks. her family isn’t too wealthy or renowned. they make enough to get by and get by comfortably at that. nothing excessive. perhaps that’s why suzanne CLINGS to maggie’s friendship. NOTORIETY is key in making it big.
SHE WAITS FOR THE redhead by her locker, pom poms and hands at her hips and balancing her books in her spare one. her smile is PLASTERED finely. voice BLEEDING excitement despite her mind oozing with envy, ‘ morning, mags ! i’ve gotta say, you look pretty as a PEACH today ! ‘ // @dcrryqueen !
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SHE WON BEST SMILE last year in the yearbook. this year she’s going for most likely to succeed ! though, off to a rocky start, unable to hold or maintain a REAL job. it’s just ... she is not one for jobs that require MANUAL LABOR. she wants to sit in a desk with pink post-its and alphabetized files. she also fantasizes avidly of being on the cover of SEVENTEEN too. but flipping burgers and smelling like GREASE ?? heavens no.
‘ WHERE DO YOU FIND professional establishments in this hell hole ? i just can’t believe the options are so ... L I M I T E D. ‘ // @upcomiings !
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I like people who dream or talk to themselves interminably; I like them, for they are double. They are here and elsewhere.
Albert Camus (via quotemadness)
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hit that ❤ for something !
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we got the bubble-headed-bleach-blonde
who comes on at five !
she can tell you 'bout the plane crash with a gleam in her eye !
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#「 BLONDE TEMPTRESS ! —vanity. 」#「 DESTINED FOR GREATNESS ! —musings. 」#「 STATIC ON THE VISION ! —aesthetic. 」#「 DIRTY LAUNDRY ! —headcanon. 」#「 SEASON OF THE WITCH ! —visuals. 」#「 ITALIAN STALLION ! —larry maretto. 」#「 WHATEVER IT TAKES ! —desires. 」#「 POLISHED PRETTY PERFECT ! —wardrobe. 」#「 C’MON GET REAL ! —outofchara. 」#「 MODERN PROPAGANDA ! —promotion. 」#「 OH A Q&A ! —answered ic. 」#「 WHAT THAT MOUF DO ! —answered ooc. 」
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