((Caedyn Miller Continued From The Latest Story Etc. Etc.))
She was going to go back to Jazz. Absolutely going to. She knew the way, and she could find her any time, she just, just needed a moment or two. A couple hours. A day. It was fine. Just time. Jazzy was used to her taking off every once in awhile, she knew not to freak out right, right? Everything was okay.
Sure, this was way more fucked up than getting lost in her art for a weekend, and sure she'd maybe killed somebody a little bit, but she'd understand. She'd always understood. That's why they worked. All the weirdness that came with being with her seemed to wash off Jazz without much of a problem. She didn't feel like a freak with her, like with...
Another swig from her water as she stared at the gun. The tin was empty between her crossed legs; chicken pot pie that she could have sworn was still steaming when she got up here and uncovered it. Back home she could have come up with a million things wrong with it if she was feeling bitchy, but after this place it was the best thing she'd ever eaten. She should have brought it back with her. Jazzy would have loved it.
It was okay. She didn't have to know. There was a lot Jazzy didn't know, and it'd never hurt her. So this would just be one more small thing on the pile.
She couldn't know the truth about Bridgette anymore than she could about Johnny or Jeremy or Lily or any of her other fuck-ups. It'd make her look weak, and she needed her to be strong. As far as Caedyn was concerned, that's why Jazzy tolerated her in the first place. So now, more than ever, she couldn't be weak. With the heavy, fuck-off handcannon in her hands, she sure didn't feel weak. Everyone would know what she was after that announcement. There couldn't be any more hiding or pretending she wasn't involved. But they were vermin. Their understanding meant nothing to her.
But Jazzy would understand. Jazzy always understood, because Caedyn always told her exactly how to when it was really needed. As long as she listened to her, everything would be fine. Perfectly normal.
She just needed a little more time. That was all.
((Caedyn Miller Continued The Scarlet Garden))
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- G056, Alda Abbate(Adopted)
It was difficult to nail down exactly when the anger started. Remembering a time when it wasn't there, coiled up and waiting to strike or alive and thrashing, was growing more and more challenging. It'd been with her for so long that it no longer felt like an intruder in her mind. It felt like a part of her. B062, Garrett Wilde
I multiplied. Then I subtracted. That's what we do now. That's how we keep the most people around. B014, Joachim Lovelace(Adopted)
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Abby Floyd:This place was vile. Overwhelmingly, terribly vile. Character Theme: Everything's Alright-Emily Scholz
Ty Yazzie: You ever wonder if you still got a home to go back to? Character Theme: Warrior People-Medicine For The People
Isaac Brea(Adopted from Espi): Isaac's well of fucks was bone-dry. Character Theme: The Whiskey, The Liar, The Thief-Patent Pending
Caedyn Miller:So...how did you wanna do this? Feeling an open casket? Or is that dumb? Nah, don't say it, that's dumb. We'll be soup by the time they send us home anyway. Character Theme: Sleep-My Chemical Romance
Irene Djezari(Adopted from CicadaDays): Death was not worse than Meme Hell. Character Theme: A Beautiful Lie-30 Seconds To Mars
Jacob Brooks: ... Character Theme: 1812 Overture-Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
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- Blaise d'Aramitz: Blonde Hair, Black Lungs-Sorority Noise
Helena 'Hel" Fury: Okay, but riddle me this: where in the rulebook does it say it's not a series of automatic critical hits if I Flurry of Blows an ogre's nutsack like a speedbag? Bad Liar-Selena Gomez
Jeremiah Widdlestone: NOT--FOR--YOU 911/Mr. Lonely-Tyler The Creator
Damian Riccardo Maradona Reyes: I'll go all day, all week, all year if I gotta, big guy. Just try and stop me. Years Of War-Porter Robinson
Barbara "Babs" Mulaney: One. Deux. Tres. Vier. Fem. Yug. Haft. Aath. Dyev-yat. Dez. Might Tell You Tonight-Scissor Sisters
Zyzzx Rigs: Last of the first, folks. Light me up.You Know You Like It - DJ Snake ft.
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