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CAMP DIAMOND LAGOON is a summer camp unique in two aspects: one, it is only for adults, and two, it’s built around murder.

A pristine getaway tucked into the forests of Maine, this long-closed summer camp has been rebranded and reopened by its new owner. A place for adults to come and forget the stress of their lives, Camp Diamond Lagoon boasts only the best of summer sleepaway camp memories, complete with lake activities, archery, cabin teams, and bonfires – but with a twist.

Capitalizing on the long-standing and deep cultural interest in slasher and horror films, Camp Diamond Lagoon plays on all of the best-known tv, film, and horror story stereotypes to bring a chilling twist to a fun summer time. Complete with mysteries to solve and 100% safe games spent running from masked killers in the woods (don’t forget to sign the waiver!), you’re in for a summer you’ll never forget.

Sure, there are old legends about previous murders, but that was long before Camp Diamond’s time. And absolutely, people tend to leave suddenly and without explanation, but sometimes real life simply calls. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the camp staff’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. There is no real danger or death at Camp Diamond Lagoon, but if you want the time of your life and a couple of thrills – whether you just like the fun or you’re a horror buff, get ready for an experience you’ll remember for the rest of your life!

More information under the cut !

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#✧ . * . ?? promo.

[riftborne]

CAMP DIAMOND LAGOON is a summer camp unique in two aspects: one, it is only for adults, and two, it’s built around murder.

A pristine getaway tucked into the forests of Maine, this long-closed summer camp has been rebranded and reopened by its new owner. A place for adults to come and forget the stress of their lives, Camp Diamond Lagoon boasts only the best of summer sleepaway camp memories, complete with lake activities, archery, cabin teams, and bonfires – but with a twist.

Capitalizing on the long-standing and deep cultural interest in slasher and horror films, Camp Diamond Lagoon plays on all of the best-known tv, film, and horror story stereotypes to bring a chilling twist to a fun summer time. Complete with mysteries to solve and 100% safe games spent running from masked killers in the woods (don’t forget to sign the waiver!), you’re in for a summer you’ll never forget.

Sure, there are old legends about previous murders, but that was long before Camp Diamond’s time. And absolutely, people tend to leave suddenly and without explanation, but sometimes real life simply calls. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the camp staff’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. There is no real danger or death at Camp Diamond Lagoon, but if you want the time of your life and a couple of thrills – whether you just like the fun or you’re a horror buff, get ready for an experience you’ll remember for the rest of your life!

More information under the cut !

Keep reading

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@cxptained​ (cont.)

                       oh fucking OW.

“ i find that better. ” jack tells her through gritted teeth. SURE, his favourite shirt is now stained with the deepest crimson on both sides, and every breath is agony and he thinks that maybe, he’s two seconds from passing out, but at least if he dies that bullet won’t be swallowed up by a wound that closes itself.

if he dies.

is he going to die from this?

he takes another  s t u m b l i n g step, one hand pressed firmly against his stomach wound, the other reaching out to grab hold of the iron gate of the closed Bute Park in front of him. the only light that’s shedding some visibility to the scene is a lamppost up above, and night SWALLOWS the rest of cardiff into black.

“ where did he go? ” jack spits out with the pain, his nose wrinkling as he tries to inhale. “ we can’t just let him RUN. ”

WORRIED HANDS continue to reach out to support, to help, and grasp at his shoulders in the attempt. jack cannot die, not permanently -- but it makes no difference in the pain he is experiencing now. the BLOOD thick on his skin, seeping into his clothing, covering both pairs of hands now smells hot and metallic; her nose wrinkles despite herself.

                    ❝ he took off into that building there. ❞ 

AN ACCUSING FINGER stands out against the sky, pointing the way to thei culprit that has wounded her friend. despite the adrenaline and the blood, she’s kept her wits firmly about her; they’re TORCHWOOD. it’s their job to handle these things with grace.

                    ❝ looks abandoned, maybe he’s hopin’ he can hide inside. ❞

HEADING INTO AN ABANDONED BUILDING searching for a violent extraterrestrial wasn’t gwen’s plan for the day, but when was the last time things had gone to plan for her ? and with jack injured --

                    ❝ you stay HERE, i’ll go in after him. ❞

THE LIKELIHOOD of his agreement to that plan was low, but she owed it to him to make an attempt, at the very least.

#cxptained #✧ . * . ˚ in character. #>look actual writing!

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❛  fuckiNG WH A T?  ❜ -Gwen lmao

guilt touches youthful features at the sound of GWEN COOPER’S shriek from across the hub. and yet, lips quirk into an impish expression he’s unable to suppress even when the sound of approaching footfall promises an impending scolding.  

❝ did you enjoy your lunch, then? ❞ his voice does not betray his part in what he’s sure had been a surprise his coworker may never forgive him for: a microwave she’d once condemned to the depths of hell for the fact that’d it been re-programmed to shout upon the timer’s ending rather than beep as all others do. 

so. he hadn’t rid the earth of a hybrid such as this. 

#✧ . * . ˚ relationship: ianto jones : blipintiime #blipintiime #>that microwave is going to end up in the bay. #>goodbye.

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‘ every single person on the planet is broken ’

#✧ . * . ˚ dossier. #>OKAY BUT WHY.

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#>shows up #>posts an unfinished draft #>doesn't write. #✧ . * . ˚ out of character.

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@blipintiime sent:

❝  i want to tell you this story without having to confess anything, without having to say that i ran out into the street to prove something.  ❞

A BLUNT SHADOW STANDS TALL against the dark, a solitary stance taken against the distant, deepened blue of a nighttime sky most devoid of stars under the pollution of city lights. it is a comforting sight -- one known well by those who frequent the area of its existence. a monument watching benignly out over the restless waves of the cardiff bay.

AND OF THE WATER that rush, rush, rushes down its flat faces, only droplets seep into the ground to witness the secrets guarded below. it is quiet in the hub, & the distant sound of the water above is a background unnoticed by the woman seated within the dark. the MIDNIGHT HOUR is long past, & while the city above them sleeps, rest is but a smudgy sight on a distant horizon of wakefulness for GWEN COOPER.

AT HOME, somewhere deep within the city she loves is her husband, nestled beneath a blanket of royal hue, fast asleep in their shared bed. he will have fallen asleep hours ago now; any attempt to remain conscious for her return abandoned long since. she could ( should ) go to him, slip beneath the sheltering duvet & allow him to wake with her body wrapped around his in a warm embrace.

INSTEAD, she remains seated in the shadows of a place once foreign, now her second home. the eerie glow of a computer screen lights soft & freckled features in blue, casting shadows until she seems to wear a face not her own.

SHE IS WAITING.

TWO OF THEIR TEAM members have since retired to their own homes, weary & exhausted from a day longer than most would find tolerable; they will repeat the cycle when the sun rises. within the hub, a pair of men still move about. go home, gwen cooper, her captain had ordered, kiss rhys. get some rest. but it is not for him that she waits. FAMILIAR FOOTSTEPS turn her attention to the balcony above; she knows the cadence & weight of the tread of each member of their family by heart -- she need not wait for welsh tones to address her to know it is IANTO JONES who approaches.

                     ❝ figured you’d still be ‘ere. ❞

MOMENTUM TURNS HER, booted feet shoving against the ground to set the chair in which she resides to spinning. despite the reasoning for her overstayed welcome, the uneven smile that quirks her lips wraps a teasing cadence around her words, offering opening banter to what is, they both know, a matter of serious concern to the team’s heart.

                     ❝ yeah ? and you took your sweet time comin’ to see me, then. ❞

GREEN EYES track movement as he descends the steps, adjusting the sit of his clothing over his body. the smirk that touches his expression is unmistakable as he approaches her.

                     ❝ busy. ❞

#>i found this in my drafts and tbh i have NO clue where i was heading with it #>but damn i forgot i could write like this so i'm publishing it #blipintiime #✧ . * . ˚ asks. #✧ . * . ˚ in character.

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hello.

#✧ . * . ˚ out of character. #>did I ever actually do anything on this blog or did i just set it up and leave? #>i'm here now tho hi y'all :)

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Ur dog? 🥺

oh hello ! yes, my dog’s name is thor, he’s a rescue puppy who i’ve had for nearly three years. 🥰 he’s got a little scar on his back from before he was rescued, and i call it his superhero mark. he’s a whopping seven pounds and he loves sleeping in my hoodie pocket! mostly he hides under blankets and looks suspicious of everyone (especially his brother), but i’ve gotten a couple good shots of him today!

#✧ . * . ˚ asks. #✧ . * . ˚ out of character. #( he's a chihuahua and he was only 3 months old when I first met him ) #( my landlord wouldn't let me adopt him right off but the rescue he was with knew he was meant for me so he lived with one of them ) #( for the next six months until I could move and adopt him officially !!!! ) #( he's my baby :)))) i'm so happy you think he's cute !!! ) #( he's my whole heart ) #( sidenote: he does have a collar he normally wears! he's slowly befriending my roommate's cats and his tags scare them. ) #( he's well looked after and microchipped ! )

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happy birthday gwen 🥰

#✧ . * . ˚ out of character.

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#✧ . * . ?? promo. #( EEYYYYYYYYY ) #( gwen’s best frenemy )

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          ✧ *:･ 𝟔 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒. ･:*✧

❛ so we’re all going to die? ❜ ❛ everybody’s got someone, or something to lose, man. even you. ❜ ❛ fuck the government. i’m going to do this myself. ❜ ❛ do you mind? i can feel the tip. ❜ ❛ jesus, who raised you, the mob? ❜ ❛ that was a glorious clusterfuck. ❜ ❛ why are you covered in blood ? ❜ ❛ in art, our most fervent hopes come true. heroes always win. it’s bullshit. ❜ ❛ i’m soooo mad at everyone right now. ❜ ❛ are you crying? ❜ ❛ good things can erase the bad ones, right? ❜ ❛ no more getting arrested by the pigs just for being naked, or just usual stuff. you know, being naked, getting drunk. casual stuff. ❜ ❛ i’ll fucking knock you out in front of my mother. ❜ ❛ god, that’s so bad. you’re definitely going to die. ❜ ❛ fuck you, high blood pressure. i’ll eat whatever the fuck I want. thank you very much. ❜ ❛ sometimes you have to put the bad guys on a throne. ❜ ❛ i want you to meet my mother. ❜ ❛ honestly, i didn’t think we’d make it this far. ❜ ❛ oh, darling, you could be on fire and still have that creepy, blank expression on your face. no offense. ❜ ❛ remind me, where the fuck is here? ❜ ❛ you’re a danger to yourself. ❜ ❛ do i look like a ghost to you? ❜ ❛ nobody watches nick at nite? ❜ ❛ maybe later we can coochie coochie woochie woochie coochie… ❜ ❛ hey, chatty cathy. do you know what over and out means? ❜ ❛ don’t you give me attitude, okay? ❜ ❛ i would love to meet your mother. ❜ ❛ shit’s about to get crazy. ❜ ❛ who’s this honey badger? ❜ ❛ you gave me fucking goosebumps. ❜ ❛ i’m the judge of what’s a shit ton. ❜ ❛ we’re all going to die. may as well do it while we’re alive, right? ❜ ❛ you’re such a pussy. ❜ ❛ ooh, big guns! oo la la. ❜ ❛ oh god, you did not just say that. ❜ ❛ you dumb motherfucker! ❜ ❛ no, fuck YOU! ❜ ❛ does it ever bother you, bro? to mean nothing to anyone? ❜ ❛ hey, papi. ❜ ❛ nobody is going to save the world. but, we can make it a little less shitty, you know? ❜ ❛ god, this is all so fuckin’ dangerous. ❜ ❛ i’m feeling fucking carsick. ❜ ❛ i’m a grown man. i can handle my shit. ❜ ❛ don’t handle your shit, flush it down the toilet like a grown-ass man. ❜ ❛ i don’t HAVE ANYMORE BULLETS! ❜ ❛ i am the danger. ❜ ❛ ohoh, you’re gonna be a pirate. ❜ ❛ fucking millennials. ❜ ❛ are you guys fucking or making love? ❜ ❛ we’re fucking. ❜ ❛ i’m gonna kill him. ❜ ❛ i feel like a jedi. ❜ ❛ i didn’t think we’d get this far. ❜ ❛ you know, laughter is life. just kidding. i stole that from my old dentist’s office. ❜ ❛ if you’re going to shit your pants, there’s a bathroom in the back. ❜ ❛ this is so stressful. ❜ ❛ where are you running to? ❜ ❛ that’s fucking disgusting. ❜ ❛ jesus. what did you do? you goddamn animals. ❜ ❛ you’re SICK. ❜ ❛ next time, can we just knock off a fucking casino? ❜

#✧ . * . ˚ memes.

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u ever wake up from a dream like “damn i guess i’m not coping with THAT as well as i thought i was”

#✧ . * . ˚ musings. #[ lmao did you mean: miracle day? ] #✧ . * . ˚ queue.

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Gwen Cooper + Red

#✧ . * . ˚ dossier. #[ did i spend way too long on this? yes. ]

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gwen cooper ➣ series 1

#✧ . * . ˚ dossier. #✧ . * . ˚ queue.

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richard siken sentence starters.

quotes are all taken from various poems out of richard siken’s poetry book crush.  feel free to change pronouns/etc if needed.

❝  tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.  ❞

❝  tell me we’ll never get used to it.  ❞

❝  there are so many things i’m not allowed to tell you.  ❞

❝  i swallow your heart and it crawls right out of my mouth.  ❞

❝  i want it back now, baby. i want it back.  ❞

❝  i’m sorry. we know how it works. the world is no longer mysterious.  ❞

❝  that’s a nice touch.  ❞

❝  i like him and i want to be like him.  ❞

❝  i’m sure you remember, i was on the phone with you, sweetheart.  ❞

❝  history repeats itself.  ❞

❝  there are many names in history, but none of them are ours.  ❞

❝  you could drown in those eyes.  ❞

❝  but damn if there isn’t anything sexier than a slender boy with a handgun, a fast car, a bottle of pills.  ❞

❝  sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine.  ❞

❝  i couldn’t get the boy to kill me, but i wore his jacket for the longest time.  ❞

❝  you wanted happiness, i can’t blame you for that, and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy but tell me you love this, tell me you’re not miserable.  ❞

❝  there is no way to make this story interesting.  ❞

❝  i want to tell you this story without having to confess anything, without having to say that i ran out into the street to prove something.  ❞

❝  tell me we’re dead and i’ll love you even more.  ❞

❝  you will be alone always and then you will die.  ❞

❝  i’m sorry i came to your party and seduced you and left you bruised and ruined, you poor sad thing.  ❞

❝  who am i? i’m just a writer. i write things down.  ❞

❝  i take it back.  ❞

❝  here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed.  ❞

❝  you still get to be the hero.  ❞

❝  what more do you want?  ❞

❝  love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. it’s like a religion. it’s terrifying.  ❞

❝  no one will ever want to sleep with you.  ❞

❝  you know that recently we have had our difficulties and there are many things i want to ask you.  ❞

❝  you had not expected this.  ❞

❝  walk a mile in my shoes.  ❞

❝  a man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river but then he’s still left with the river.  ❞

❝  you are weak and hollow and it doesn’t matter anymore.  ❞

❝  hush, my sweet. these tornadoes are for you.  ❞

❝  that sounds overly valorous.  ❞

❝  do you love yourself?  ❞

❝  i don’t have to answer that.  ❞

❝  you wanted more.  ❞

❝  i had a dream about you.  ❞

❝  there’s nowhere to go. there’s nowhere to go.  ❞

❝  in these dreams it’s always you: the boy in the sweatshirt, the boy on the bridge, the boy who always keeps me from jumping off the bridge.  ❞

❝  will you love me even more when i’m dead?  ❞

❝  you didn’t show up. i kept waiting.  ❞

❝  i swallowed crushed ice pretending it was glass and you’re dead.  ❞

❝  i don’t really blame you for being dead but you can’t have your sweater back.  ❞

❝  you can sleep now, you said. you can sleep now. you said that. i had a dream where you said that. thanks for saying that. you weren’t supposed to.  ❞

❝  hello darling, welcome home.  ❞

❝  please keep him safe.  ❞

❝  i just don’t want to die anymore.  ❞

❝  you want to die for love, you always have.  ❞

❝  you didn’t think you’d feel this way.  ❞

❝  you saved my life. i owe you, i owe you everything.  ❞

❝  please, just for one night, will you lie down next to me, we can leave our clothes on, we can stay all buttoned up.  ❞

❝  you’re all i ever wanted and worth dying for, too.  ❞

❝  drive into that tree, drive off the embankment. ______, make something happen.  ❞

❝  we are not dirty.  ❞

❝  you keep singing along to that song i hate. stop singing.  ❞

❝  here is the sink to wash away the blood.  ❞

❝  this is not harmless. you are not breathing.  ❞

❝  i will come back from the dead for you.  ❞

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THE MEME FOR PEOPLE WHO HATE HAPPINESS.

Who doesn’t love soul-crushing angst? Send me a 💔 and I’ll generate a number, 1-75, and post a starter based on what scenario I get. 

Please note that some of these scenarios may be triggering.

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#✧ . * . ˚ memes. #[ i do hate happiness so this is a good first meme to reblog. ]