#† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫

[jackrippner]

status:  open to all setting:  somewhere near the woods

"   did you just   pretend    to be in pain so i’d carry you?   ”    he beckons ,   half-jest ,  half-provokation  .      after steadying them with a firm grip ,   off the delicate cradle of his arms ,    jack makes sure they know how much of an inconvenience that was  ,     by outstretching his long ,    pale limbs and sighing melancholically .   “    my ...    i feel so used .    ”

#macabrestarter #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose . ❫ #*plays the world's smallest violin*

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✝     ———-   ❛      i told you      my answer wouldn’t please you ,         you insisted on     hearing it   ---    and now you’re        upset .          honestly ,      i don’t see how i’m    at fault here .      ❜       ///    @petrovafired​​   ❤ ’d.

#petrovafired #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫ #jhf hel p meee #michael vc: well i told u i was gonna be a horrible person and then i was #its ur fault rly :/

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✝     ———-   a thunderous landing     announces the creature’s dreaded arrival, threatening the very foundations in which this secluded little building relies on .    it’s here ,      following her trail like a hellhound  .      streetlights flicker as if on cue ,   contributing to the eerie atmosphere ,   as two shadows of horned wings engulf the street below ,   and the very air grows stale .    

a bubbly laugh ricochets off decrepit walls .   it’s playing fetch;   but where's the stick ?  

❝      here ,  kitty ,   kitty ...         ❞      it calls ,   pleadingly almost     --- a ghostly echo of something soothing ,  serene ;    like a mother vowing her children there’d be no consequences for their mischievous little deeds .       you can trust me .      don’t you trust me ?         ❝        come now ,     i promise I’m not unreasonable ...       I’ve just come for what’s mine .    you wouldn’t deny me that little ,     would you ?      i’d be so very ...       heartbroken ,     if you did ...        ❞

@bllakcat​​​  /   starter call: accepting.

#bllakcat #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫

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[jackrippner]

closed starter for:  @thiehf​​ setting:  the glen capri motel

"      can you imagine how anticlimactic this would be  ,     if you were the    actual owner    of this room ...       "     luckily for him ,     not everyone’s as cautious with what they invite inside their homes .      the tall ,    slender thing stands unearthly still near the corner of the room ,  nightmare-inducing  -  its crooked arms and lean torso blending evenly into the shadows  ,    each small movement a starting thing  ,      like an winter oak tree during a storm ,    its ghastly branches scratching at your window for an invitation .       "     miss.talbot .     you’re something of a    legend     among thieves ,     aren’t you ?    "

#thiehf #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose . ❫ #just casually barging into ur home no biggie :-)

[jackrippner]

closed starter for :  @mortalrot​

he feels her like a noose around his throat  ,    tight  &   unyielding ,   before ever waltzing into that dimly lit room .   this sentimentalism is brutal ,     maddening ,    and surrendering to it could only be considered an act   violent possession   in itself :     an abandoning of senses  /  an   unhoming   of a body that was never meant to bare warmth .    still ,   something urges it  to make itself soft ,   to fall pray to these deadly dalliances and cease this childish reluctance to soften those edges .   why must he love such a cruel thing ?

jack draws a vexed breath and lets it tumble off his tongue slowly like a drop of something sweet  ,     baring latex-clad hands with jagged teeth  ,     and tossing the blood-soaked gloves over the floor undelicately .    “   you are so very   terrible   at keeping in touch .,.   ”        it’s how he opts to announce himself ,     that lilted hum which vaguely translate to   ‘i was concerned’  ,  as he seldom articulates what he truly means in details .     footsteps echo ,     loud and grating --- undoubly a choice to cause distress .  because of course she’s here --- of course she’s indulging herself .     jack doesn’t dwell on calculations as he crosses the threshhold of personal space ,   replacing the massager’s fingers for his at each side of her temple .      “    i could kill you .   ”         how odd it feels :     to speak those words without intent ,     to have them sound so empty and mild on his tongue .

#mortalrot #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose . ❫ #and not even the gerbils believed him

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✝     ———-    ❛      little witch ...       is all this   really    necessary ?     ❜     it stares back  ,        fair eyes unamused .      ❛     i gave you my word i wouldn’t say your name ...       i haven’t .        don’t you trust me ?      ❜   ///    @graysicons​​​​  ❤ ’d.

#graysicons #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫ #sir i wouldn't trust you with a house plant

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✝     ———-    ❛    ----   clever ryujin   ...         they don’t give you far enough credit for your resourcefulness ,      do they ?     ❜     sly as the fox  ,  treacherous as the north wind  /   michael’s chimes are seemingly unconcerned ,    but not stripped of   dread .     those waters ,    so deep ,   so blue ,     harbors perils even greater than what he .       ❛    i hope you’re not trying to persuade me into going near    that thing .    ❜   ///    @ryoijn​​​  ❤ ’d.

#ryoijn #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫ #not michael being forever scared of water he lp

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✝     ———-    ❛    ---- mhmmm ...     i spy with my little eye :     a devil spawn who wants something ,      ❜     drawling each syllable ,      ivory incisors poke out of hiding to pin down his bottom lip by the skin  /      perpetually amused by that thought .      ❛    come on ,    ask .      the answer’s    yes .    ❜   ///    @phantasmtastic​​  ❤ ’d.

#phantasmtastic #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫ #i hope she asks him 2 jump into a volcano

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✝     ———-    ❛    ---- don’t be     scared ,    ❜   a pair outstretched hands wait with a curious ,    time-sensitive proposal hanging unspoken .     he strips himself bare of the delicate accessories meant to coddle mortal hands  ,      as if preparing to a medical procedure in reverse ,     and when all is done  ,     there are two palms open and ready for the taking .      ❛  ---- i promise ,     i’m not easy to break .     just try it ,    it’ll be fun .    ❜   ///    @geminaie​  ❤ ’d.

#geminaie #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫ #michael just b standing on a field by himself w a card that reads 'i heart siphoners' huh

[jackrippner]

closed starter for :  @faulyre​

“    that was impressive.    ”     he blows the smoke off ripped knuckles  ,    and brushes the burnt latex against his blazer  .      there is power here  ,      albeit untapped  ,     untended to  ,     and severely lacking a strong wrist to yield it -----  he can smell it like fresh roses in bloom .     it is curiosity  ,      not fear nor anger ,      that which reels him in .      “      you’re talented .    don’t look so horrified ...      i don’t break easy  -  promise .   "       his mouth twitches .     “    no hard feelings .     what’s your name?       ”

#faulyre #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose . ❫ #i'm tossing baby willow a starter ~~ blows kiss ~~

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✝     ———-   ❛       easy ,     tigress ...     i was just       ruffling your feathers .      i thought that’s what boys were    supposed    to do when they liked a girl ... ?       hm ...      anyways ,      they’re all perfect safe ,     see !       ❜        michael    whistles a cue ,     that crooked - sly grin toying along the edges of his mouth ,      as tiny little heads   begin sprouting     from behind bushes   &   trees like colorful mushrooms in the wild .    ❛        i could never actually   hurt     tiny humans ,     c’mon ...  they’re  adorable ...       they’re like   miniature food     for hamsters .       ❜            ///    @vmaeved​   ❤ ’d.

#vmaeved #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫ #jail ... 911 ... police

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✝     ———-   ❛        maybe there is   something        i’m afraid of ,       ❜      he reels her in ,      every time -------- that   cherry blossom   smile the flavor of spring ,       burning red at its fleshy core .     gloved hands   find themselves tangled within the gaps of her fingers like vines ,      sneaking and twisting into every line   &   crevice they can find to pull her spindly silhouette close enough to breath it in  .     ❛     if i told you it was     missing you     ------    would you eat my heart out ?      ❜        ///    @diionysian  ❤ ’d.

#diionysian #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫ #there will never be an end to this clownery

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✝     ———-   ❛      woah ,      woah !        if we’re   judging    each other on    centuries old tall tales    here ,         i have a couple     indiscreet questions of my own ---        ❜       ///    @asynjja​   ❤ ’d.

#asynjja #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫ #idk what it is #but it's probably true

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✝     ———-   ❛      ...    so     inconsequential ,     still ...         ❜       frosted blue eyes peer from under a veil of soft ,    feathery-lashes ,       melancholy sticking to his words like a piece of melted gum .        arms habitually outstretched ,     he cradles the sudden weight of katherine’s slim frame within its confinements like a     blushing bride .     ❛     you’re very troublesome ,    little wolf .        i think i ought to find some    better company .    ❜        ///    @petrovafired​​​​   ❤ ’d.

#petrovafired #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫

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✝     ———-   ❛      ...     hm ,     so this is why i’ve been    parched    all day ...      and here was i ,    blaming it on the moon ...   funny .      to what do i owe the pleasure ?   ❜       ///    @bitcheat​​   ❤ ’d.

#bitcheat #† ╼ ❪ script. : the devil can cite scripture for his purpose. ❫ #-tosses this @ u also-