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Nacho Varga in “Talk”.
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• SE HABLA ESPANOL • NOT TOLL FREE • (505) 503-4455
Hi, I’m Saul Goodman. Did you know that you have rights? The constitution says you do, and so do I. I believe that until proven guilty, every man, woman, and child in this country is innocent. And that’s why I fight for you, Albuquerque!
BETTER CALL SAUL!
Semi-selective indie roleplay account for Jimmy Mcgill / Saul Goodman / Gene Takovic
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" ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ 𝕎𝔸ℕ𝕋.
ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɪɴ...
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ 𝕀ℕ . "
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"Well, not-not technically."
Jimmy DESPISED himself in that moment. He wished he could merely walk away, leave Nacho ( he seemed considerably less unhinged than Tuco, but maybe that made him WORSE? ) to the wind once again and live his life as he saw fit. But, instead, he had to make sure things went as planned.
Apparently, this wasn't ' as planned ' .
"I recall there being, uh, more money on the table BEFORE the transaction began..?"
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“I thought our transaction was over”
Hands remained on his hips, curious gaze boring into the other. Intense was hardly a word to describe the way Ignacio patiently waited for a response.
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*: ･ﾟ✧ the ritual ( netflix film )
feel free to change pronouns, etc!
“ bad idea.”
“ it should never have happened.”
“ oh, this is awful in almost every conceivable way.”
“ come on, let’s get you up.”
“ alright, i’ll get you something to lean on.”
“ what, through the forest?”
“ a little off-trail hiking. could be exciting.”
“ if you know a quicker route, let’s do it.”
“ strange place to park, isn’t it?”
“ are you sure this is a good idea?”
“ what’s up? are you scared of the woods?”
“ now, is it me, or is it really quiet in here?”
“ what the fuck is that?”
“ why is it ripped open?”
“ it’s been gutted.”
“ why hang it like that? i mean, would someone do that?”
“ it didn’t fucking put itself there, that’s for sure.”
“ it’s still bleeding. which means whatever did that… we should go.”
“ it’s a fresh kill.”
“ where the hell are we?”
“ can you see anything?”
“ did you hear that?”
“ i didn’t hear anything. come on.”
“ this is clearly the house we’ll get murdered in.”
“ i don’t like this place.”
“ i definitely just heard something outside.”
“ do you want me to come with you?”
“ what the fuck is that?”
“ don’t! fucking hell!”
“ let’s just stick to the shortcut.”
“ so long as we don’t panic, we’re gonna be absolutely ok.”
“ where the fuck am i?”
“ just grab everything. shove it in the bags. let’s go.”
“ i want to get out of here now!”
“ oh, for fuck’s sake. we shouldn’t be here.”
“ it’s a warning.”
“ we got spooked and we had bad dreams, alright?”
“ you were screaming and shouting at the top of your voice.”
“ something made me do that.”
“ bad dreams or not, i’d never have done that.”
“ i don’t really wanna psychoanalyze it.”
“ i don’t wanna play fucking make-believe.”
“ enough with the bullshit ghost stories, ok?”
“ something’s not right here.”
“ maybe we should think about this.”
“ you might have to push through the pain barrier a bit. we can’t keep going at this pace.”
“ can we agree to not start losing our fucking shit here?”
“ listen, i’m not trying to freak you out, but…”
“ why do you have to deny everything i say?”
“ he has his skull cracked in half, and you come out of there without a drop of blood on you.”
“ we need to be working together.”
“ looks like someone was here.”
“ that’s a bad sign, isn’t it?”
“ it’s getting dark again.”
“ i’m looking forward to the rescue party.”
“ it just took him!”
“ what are we gonna do?”
“ just calm down. we need to get out of here, now.”
“ i’m not leaving him like this.”
“ it’s gonna come back.”
“ it followed us, didn’t it?”
“ i don’t know what i saw.”
“ keep your fucking voice down.”
“ we shouldn’t go that way.”
“ it got inside my head.”
“ i can’t get it out of my head.”
“ you’re alive! you’re alive…!”
“ what did you see? what did it look like?”
“ it’s fucking hunting us.”
“ i thought i’d die. i don’t want to die.”
“ i am not going to leave you, ok?”
“ i’m afraid we’re gonna have to run.”
“ no, we’ve got to go! we’ve got to go!”
“ i’m gonna die here.”
“ they’re gonna kill me, you understand?”
“ they’re not gonna kill you, because i’m not gonna let them kill you, okay?”
“ we do not say it’s name.”
“ because you’re afraid of it?”
“ i’m not like you, and i will not live like this.”
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Better Call Saul 1x06 || 3x10
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BIZNATCH!
INDEPENDENT and SELECTIVE RP Blog of Tuco Salamanca from Breaking Bad and Better Call Saul. Adored by Hillary
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PART TWO.
feel free to change pronouns / wording !
“ can i buy you a drink ? ”
“ comfort, the enemy of progress. ”
“ live a little crazy. ”
“ well i hate to tell you but it just won’t happen. ”
“ can’t you see i’m doing fine ? ”
“ is this really how you like to spend your days ? ”
“ i wasn’t born this morning. ”
“ nothing draws a crowd quite like a crowd. ”
“ that went well. ”
“ i believe those are the words of a scandal. ”
“ your reputation proceeds you. ”
“ can’t let this moment end. ”
“ take my hand. ”
“ will you share this with me ? ”
“ but it’ll never be enough. ”
“ i believe i told you that free champagne is a recipe for disaster. ”
“ a man’s station is limited only by his imagination. ”
“ it’s hard to understand wealth and privilege when you’re born into it. ”
“ i sometimes don’t feel like i belong here. ”
“ i am not a stranger to the dark. ”
“ i’ve learned to be ashamed of all my scars. ”
“ i am brave. ”
“ i am who i’m meant to be. ”
“ i make no apologies, this is me. ”
“ there’s nothing i’m not worthy of. ”
“ ain’t that a sight for sore eyes. ”
“ couldn’t even say hello. ”
“ i wasn’t sure you’d come if i asked. ”
“ have you no shame ? ”
“ you forget your place. ”
“ they’re small minded people. ”
“ why do you care what they think ? ”
“ you know i want you. ”
“ i know you want me. ”
“ you’re here in my heart. ”
“ no one can say what we get to be. ”
“ you think it’s easy. ”
“ how can you say you’ll be mine ? ”
“ everything keeps us apart. ”
“ just give me all of you. ”
“ you don’t need everyone to love you. just a few, good people. ”
“ some people long for a life that is simple and planned. ”
“ some people won’t sail the sea ‘cause they’re safer on land. ”
“ i’d follow you to the great unknown. ”
“ will you catch me if i should fall ? ”
“ i’ve become a distraction. ”
“ when you’re careless with other people, you bring ruin upon yourself. ”
“ i’m gonna have to ask you to leave. ”
“ i missed you. ”
“ i’m not in love with her. ”
“ i’m going home. ”
“ figured you’d end up here, feeling sorry for yourself. ”
“ a man learns who is there for him. ”
“ those are someone else’s dreams. ”
“ the crazy speed of always needing more. ”
“ you warned me, and i wouldn’t listen. ”
“ you brought joy into my life. ”
PART ONE HERE.
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He WAS a simple man after all. Miguel took amusement in that fact - that he was now running with a man on the straighter path of life to themselves. Beth would be amused to no end to hear that, and he made a mental note to text her later.
Cue a small head tilt and brief consideration. The small joke was fine, of course it was, Beth usually made worse, but Miguel wanted Jimmy to CHOKE. Just for a little bit.
"Are you ALWAYS that insensitive? Apologise to my brother," Brother not by blood, but by choice. That counted for more, in his humble opinion.
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❝ Errrrr—
S O R R Y buddy!
I don’t get the appeal of doing— T H A T,
Do tell me!
Is it the gettin’ away with it that’s gettin’ ya goin’?
Or is it the getting caught part? Heh! ! ❞
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• SE HABLA ESPANOL • NOT TOLL FREE • (505) 503-4455
Hi, I’m Saul Goodman. Did you know that you have rights? The constitution says you do, and so do I. I believe that until proven guilty, every man, woman, and child in this country is innocent. And that’s why I fight for you, Albuquerque!
BETTER CALL SAUL!
Semi-selective indie roleplay account for Jimmy Mcgill / Saul Goodman / Gene Takovic
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Miguel shared a look with Santos, hands raising to sign something into the air between them. After a few seconds, the deaf member of the duo set his furrowed stare upon Jimmy, as if he had been told something STRANGE.
Cue a small moment of thought before the able hearing of the two nodded decisively, glancing back at the other Salamanca members waiting by their car, talking amongst themselves and smoking up a storm ( as if Miguel was one to judge ) .
"How do you get your kicks?" Simple question from accented voice, expectant stare lingering. It was an easy enough question for a straight-edged lawyer to answer, surely.
⚖ —-
❝ Errrrr—
S O R R Y buddy!
I don’t get the appeal of doing— T H A T,
Do tell me!
Is it the gettin’ away with it that’s gettin’ ya goin’?
Or is it the getting caught part? Heh! ! ❞
#acriminallawyer#Muse: Miguel Alvares#Muse: Santos Amor#|| I'm bullying you with Beth#|| so now I'm also bullying you over here with my ocs again 😎
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Santos had expected a communication barrier, but it didn't make it any less annoying. If Miguel were around, things would be fine. He could just sit there, listen to them converse ( or sit in silence ) , and sign when need be.
But instead he was stuck with Charley and his good friend LEONEL SALAMANCA. Amazing.
Flipping through the notepad, pen plucked from the table and cap popped. He scribbled upon the pad, quick, fluid, before raising it for Charley to see.
HOW LONG WILL THIS TAKE?
Head tilted, and in the background, Leonel's head tilted to the side, too. Huh. He hadn't seen that before.
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Why was he getting stared at? Was there something in his hair? It was weird. Like a man couldn’t do a simple patch job without getting scrutinized as if he was going to plant a tiny bomb in the guy’s arm or something. He glanced up at the bald one who never seemed to blink. If looks could kill, Charley was certain if looks could kill he would have exploded into a fine mist by now. He was trying to be gentle, carefully cleaning out the dirt and debris so the wound wouldn’t fester but heal clean.
The movement caught Charley’s eye, he watched the pen for a moment before looking up at the man, understanding coming slow. Writing. He wanted to write. Well that was easy enough, he had a little pad of paper in his backpack. Charley chalked it up to the intense glare that was set on him by the other one.
“Hold on…” Charley mumbled, carefully setting his supplies down to reach into the unzipped pack and pull out his little notepad. There was mostly shorthand scribbles in it, notes about deliveries that were nearly indecipherable to anyone else.
“Here you go. Should be some clean pages about halfway through.”
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