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IMPORTANT NOTICE

HEY ALL!

So you all know that this blog IS PRETTY MUCH DEAD

oops

But I like Jill, annnnd I’ve remade this blog as a Sideblog off of ellostranga (my merchant blog)

GO HERE for more Jill stuff....when I’m done work oops (i have 7 hours to sleep oops)

#OutofPicks

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Alert, OOC

Hey all!

I know I said I was going to be more active on this blog, buttttt instead I am going inactive. I can't get the inspiration for Jill anymore, but I WILL still be active...ish in the Resident Evil RP fandom ( Sherry and the Merchant ) as well as the Silent Hill fandom (Lisa)

Thank you, and I'm sorry uvu.

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[ OTL I'm horrible, I'm sorry OTL

I was all geared up to come back here, then...stuff happened, to say the least. I'm going to try and be on here at least once a week though! ;o; I dun wanna abandon this here blawg uvu

forgive meeeeee]

#outofpicks #sorry I'm horrible I know #I might do a clean of who I'm following and such #if I unfollow u- I'm sorrrrrry I jsut ???? #that's me rn #jsut going #?????????? #at everyone

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"Well, depends on where you decide to work. I know of several establishments where Sugar Tits is the perfect handle. You just have to look around. Or find the right partner."

Jill winked, before raising an eyebrow at his set speed. Well, if they were pulled over, she'd let him deal with it, she thought to herself, and decided not to mention it. Besides, this way they get to the camping spot sooner rather than later. Provided they weren't stopped.

Snorting, Jill only shook her head. "I suppose so. Wish the administrators at work would forget about me though so I could get back into active duty, but noooo..."

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"I don’t think ‘Sugar tits’ would go over so well with my future partners but hey, you never know." He looked over his shoulder a few times as he merged into traffic on the highway, kicking the speed up. Pushing well above the posted speed limit of 65 mph he set the cruise control and shifted around in his seat.

"Only the good ones." Looked to her, giving her a crooked grin. "Nah, like I said, tradition. Plus you aren’t a stranger. You are Jill Valentine. I doubt there is a damn person in this business that doesn’t know who you are."

#friendlyneighborhoodhelmethead #[FINALLY A REPLY FROM JILL! :D] #[G A S P]

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{ Place One in My Inbox - Questions Edition }

Can work as an ice breaker, starter maker, or just a simple little ask meme.

"Am I dead?"

"Another one?"

"And what if I don’t?"

"Are you afraid of God?"

"Are you crazy?”

"Are you lost?"

"Are you really that shallow?"

"Are you sure it’s okay?"

"Are you sure there were no survivors?"

"Can I trust you?"

"Can we go now?"

"Can we not fight tonight?"

"Can’t or won’t?"

"Do you even care about how I feel?"

"Do you expect me to believe that?"

"Do you have any idea what you just did?"

"Do you love me?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"How could you do this?"

"How did you escape?"

"How long has it been since you last slept?"

"How long have you been there?"

"Is that blood behind your ear?"

"Is that really a gamble you’re willing to make?"

"Just go, alright?"

"Mind if I sleep here tonight?"

"Really?"

"Tell me: have you ever been afraid like this?"

"That’s the best you could come up with?"

"Wait, were you being sarcastic or…?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"Was I the only one who thought that?"

"Well, that’s what I said, isn’t it?"

"What are you?"

"What are you doing here?"

"What do I have to say to make you understand?"

"What do you keep writing in that notebook?"

"What do you want with me?"

"What happened?"

"What if you stayed this time?"

"What if… what if I don’t want to be free?"

"What’s in it for me?"

"What’s in it for you?"

"When have I ever lied to you?"

"Where did you go?"

"Where did you last see it?"

"Where’s the rest of the body?"

"Who are you?"

"Who did this to you?"

"Why are you so angry?"

"Why are you so calm about this?"

"Why do you have this urge to control people all the time?"

"Why do you keep doing this to me?"

"Why do you have to make everything about you?"

"Why does it always have to be alcohol?"

"Why don’t you come over here and prove it?"

"Why is the truth so important to you?"

"Why should I help you?"

"Wouldn’t that be nice?"

"You don’t remember me?"

"You expect me to believe you haven’t done this before?"

"You’ve been pretending all this time?"

#Ask Box Meme

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                                { i have been ｂｒｏｋｅｎ;                               more times than i dare to coυɴт.                                           but i ＦＩＸ myself,                                        & i get on with the job. }

#Private Thoughts

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Jill nodded, before shaking her head.

"I appreciate it, i really do, but there's no way I'm putting my troubles on your shoulders. Only one person here needs the nightmare, eh?" She smiled at the younger girl, hoping that her words didn't worry Rebecca.

"If you're sure? What if you want something else? Like the...the seafood plate?" Jill then made a face. "If you get the seafood plate, then at least you're safe knowing I won't be stealing anything off of it."

After her time on the Queen Zenobia, Jill'd decided that seafood wasn't anything she was going to be eating again, not after watching a school of tiny fish eating away at one of the dead masses of infected flesh. Even if they approved the water as safe after, she didn't want to chance it.

"Oh," she murmured under her breath softly. The bottom of her lower lip was pulled in between her white teeth, worrying it. In the past, Rebecca had seen a psychologist herself as part of her therapy in the aftermath of Arklay mountains. It had helped, but only after making her relive the horrific experience again and again. What was it her psychologist had jokingly told her one day? 'The House of Pain,' she mused. 'She had called the therapy room the House of Pain.' Dry humor if there ever was one.

Rebecca licked her lips, nodding with a kind smile. "I’m glad you’re coping. But if you ever do need to talk about anything just know I’m here."

Regardless, if Jill thought it was burdening or not. "You can order one and I can order the other, and we can split the plates in half with each other," she suggested with a pleasant chime in her high-pitched voice.

#tinyheroine #[aaaaand I continue to take an age and a half to reply :I] #[sorry about that! ;o;]

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[heh. AHAHa. yeah so after I posted this i sdissapaered off the planet. oops

I'm back! Will do some replys n such later! hfdjskl ]

[Boy oh boy, School was kind of murderous haha.

I’m going to be more active on here now that I don’t have school punching me in the face at the moment. OTL

I’m also having trouble with tumblr eating all my asks, sent and received, so if u were expecting something from me, and/or vice versa, let me know somehow? I’ll give my skype out to anyone interested…

Sorry again! And hopefully me and Jill will be back in the swing of things soon~ ]

#ooc #outofpicks

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[Boy oh boy, School was kind of murderous haha.

I’m going to be more active on here now that I don’t have school punching me in the face at the moment. OTL

I’m also having trouble with tumblr eating all my asks, sent and received, so if u were expecting something from me, and/or vice versa, let me know somehow? I’ll give my skype out to anyone interested…

Sorry again! And hopefully me and Jill will be back in the swing of things soon~ ]

#ooc #outofpicks #day reblog

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Resident Evil 5 + Title Calling

#African Regrets #Bad Memories

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#Jill Valentine #Me #Outfits

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[Boy oh boy, School was kind of murderous haha.

I'm going to be more active on here now that I don't have school punching me in the face at the moment. OTL

I'm also having trouble with tumblr eating all my asks, sent and received, so if u were expecting something from me, and/or vice versa, let me know somehow? I'll give my skype out to anyone interested...

Sorry again! And hopefully me and Jill will be back in the swing of things soon~ ]

#ooc #outofpicks #will be reblogged tomorrow

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She snorted. "Yeah, noting more romantic than flares that scream "Help I've fallen into a crevasse and I can't get out", right?"

As they started driving, Jill slowly relaxed back into her seat and snorted.

"Sugar tits? Agent "Sugar tits" Conor...Someone should get you that on a t-shirt. Or put that on your name tag," she teased as the truck joined hundreds of other drivers on their way out of the city. "But no, I get it. Took me a while to get used to working with people who knew my name back when I joined S.T.A.R.S., so it does make sense. Usually "Hey you!" worked better than Jill or Valentine."

She let herself trail off into silence, containing her urge to ask what exactly his "previous line of work" consisted of. Jill was sure it was probably something he didn't want to talk about, and for all she knew it was something she didn't want to know about.

"So, do you usually pick up your dates in the middle of the night and invite them camping, or am I your first?" she asked instead.

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He let out a chuckle and began working on the rubber restraints  The metal hooks pulled through tie-downs and doubled back around on them. When she pointed out the guy in the soothing blue uniform, he nodded in agreement as he circled around the side of the truck and started it up.

"Hey now, I think emergency flares are very romantic.” Turned the engine over. Pulled the gear shift into drive and pulled back into traffic.

"Sorry about how I acted when we met up the other night. I’m getting used to this whole ‘socializing’ thing. In my… previous line of work… you get used to not asking people about things you don’t want to answer for yourself.” The ticking of the blinker interrupted for a moment as he merged onto the highway. “You can call me sugar tits if you really want to.”

He flashed her a goofy grin as he pulled the cruise control into gear.

"Conor is fine. I’m just kind of not used to people calling me by name."

#friendlyneighborhoodhelmethead #[...JILL I don't even know about her any more jfc] #[Jill eats a lot imo. She probably burns thru food like nothing] #net thread: Jill and Conor got to a eating compotition and win everything]

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[Grumble grumble... I get the feeling that Tumblr has been eating my asks here as well as on my main rp account... If I was supposed to reply to an ask but didn't, or was supposed to send an ask, let me know? I think the stupid site's eaten a few... (also if I haven't replied to an ask u sent the same applies. friggin tumblr :/ ) ]

#ooc #outofpicks #TUMBLR STAP

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Jill took in the items he'd had packed already, and smiled. It looked like a pretty good haul already, and she started to shift things around to fit everything she'd brought in. A few packs of hotdogs, some frozen hamburger patties, the ice cream...After a few minutes of digging around, she finally shut and secured the ice chest back up.

"Only thing missing for this date is the romantic candles. i doubt emergency flares work as well for setting the mood," she joked, nodding to Conor to let him know he could secure her bags as well. "So, what do you want me to call you? You said the name was Agent, but you texted me Conor. Not to mention I had to work on it to get that name out of you. Should I call you Agent Conor then?"

Jill then paused, seeing someone walking around the block towards them. "You know what, answer me that on the way. Traffic warden's headed our way and I doubt you want a ticket for parking in the loading zone."

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"Ah yes, the essentials for a first date." Conor winked at her. He felt this was going to be an on-going thing. "Go for it. Think there is some space, though you may have to shift some stuff around."

At least half of what she’d see in there would be bottled water. Conor had a thing about drinking a lot of water. If he could, for a 3 day trip like this, at least take his weight in water. There was a bottle of whiskey and a bottle of hard cider nestled among the copious amounts of water. There was several cans of beans, fruit and tuna. A lot of tuna. It was quick protein and didn’t require heat. In a large, double bag set-up, there was a couple racks of ribs, marinating in a whiskey-vinegar mix. They would be like butter by time he cooked them up.

He untied the bungee cord that was going to serve as a tie-down. He leaned against while he waited for her to give him the all clear to secure everything again.

#friendlyneighborhoodhelmethead #[hope this is okay!] #[also headcanon is now that Jill totally eats like twice as much as she used to. maybe 3 times]

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whoop people i just downloaded 3d pokemon sprites like those:

reblog and i’ll put a random sprite (which fits to your blog) in your submit box

#ooc

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Jill sighed as she flipped through the book, trying to decide between two dishes. "I went to talk to someone once, but it didn't do much for me. The guy spent the whole time trying to get me to describe how I felt when I was...hurting people."

Jill frowned. The last thing she wanted now was to bother Rebecca with that kind of stuff. They had met up to chat and to have a good time. Jill didn't want to ruin the mood with her issues.

"But, I'm doing good. I'm coping," she said, before smiling at Rebecca. "I'm stuck... Do I want the linguine or do I want the stuffed ravioli?"

      “Are you talking to someone about it?” she asked as her small palms clasped together on the table. After all that had happened to Jill in the past year or so, Rebecca could only hope the older brunette had someone to talk to with about her feelings and fears.

      “I know it’s hard to talk about things like this but it might do you some good,” she murmured, her voice going a little softer in tone then. She was concerned, no doubt. Jill was her friend, her comrade in a sense, and all she wanted was the best for her friend. They had all been through so much, and even now it seemed like the trials continued for her comrades.

After placing her drink order, Rebecca smiled up at Jill before darting her glance down and flipping open the menu. "Yeah," she chirped in approval. "I think I’m in the mood for pasta. Mm. —what about you?"

#tinyheroine #[yeah...which is a real pain :T oh well...]