“Eh? … That’s all yeh want…? Stuff ‘bout Bigby… an’ Miss White…?”
“––An’ you’ll leave me an’ my boy alone…? Fer good…?”
❝Yes, I’ll leave you and your boy alone for good, I promise.❞
❝But, you can’t Bigby or Snow that I told you this, got it? If you do, then the deal’s off.❞
All the starter sentences I could find, alphabetized.
Right now, he was completely terrified of her, if he was honest. He stayed quiet for a long while, unsure of how to respond to that, or if he even should at all. But, the thought that she might do something… “not-so-nice” if he didn’t speak, occurred to him, and he managed to squeak out, “Wh-why do you want to know…?”
Silence certainly wasn’t what the legend wanted. Then again, she couldn’t blame the poor boy; she had a tendency to make victims fall dead silent. Yet when she went to speak up to break the silence, she was satisfied…slightly. ❝I have my reasons. If you tell me, I can keep the Big Bad Wolf away,❞ she cooed quietly, dropping to one knee to help her get closer to his height.
You have watched at least 20 Disney movies.
You have watched at least 40 Disney movies.
You don’t eat dairy.
You work best at night time.
You take a selfie almost every day.
You laugh at the end of your sentences.
You wink at people.
You hate being tickled.
You want to travel the world in a boat.
You want to travel the world in a hippie wagon.
Your hair is fluffy.
Your hair is sleak.
Your hair is an artificial colour.
You get takeout at least once per week.
You dislike the general public.
You have been caught sleepwalking.
You sleep with a plushie.
You have eaten an entire block of cheese in one sitting.
You have eaten a red hot chilli pepper.
You draw hearts on top of your i’s.
You have watched an episode of My Little Pony.
You have a crush on someone who knows you.
You keep plants in your room.
You collect music CDs.
You take vitamin supplements.
You read mostly non-fiction.
You go on Tumblr every day without fail.
You have published a YouTube video.
You have a fandom blog.
You have eaten Pocky.
You can play the cello.
You can play the harp.
You prefer vampires to zombies.
You prefer zombies to vampires.
You have been described as naive.
You have been described as suspicious.
You have had a stalker.
You liked going to school.
You have a pear-shaped body.
You have an apple-shaped body.
You have sensitive teeth.
You like your job.
You have a slow internet connection.
Your phone is not a touch phone.
You are the dominant one in the relationship.
You like watercolour painting.
You like playing the drums.
You are scared of loud noises.
You eat food in your bed.
You are shy but not quiet.
You are quiet but not shy.
You plan a lot of parties.
You have an alter ego.
You are good with money.
You are afraid of intimacy.
You normally have dinner after 8pm.
You normally wear high heels.
You have been grounded more than once.
You have never seen Shrek.
You have won a trophy.
Your favourite ice cream flavour is mint.
Your favourite ice cream flavour is vanilla.
Your favourite ice cream flavour is strawberry.
You are good at sports.
You have a skin care routine.
You are a D-cup or larger.
You have long legs and arms.
You add ketchup to everything.
( I add Steak Sauce or Nutella to everything )
You have an anime figurine.
You have danced and not cared who saw it.
You want to go into outer space.
You want to rule the world.
You constantly hurt somewhere.
You are scared of mice.
You are scared of horses.
You are scared of butterflies.
You have one or more moles on your face.
You are good with children.
You have learning difficulties.
You drink at least 7 pints of water per day.
You want to be a singer in a band.
You have bought a frame for a special picture.
Your favourite Disney Princess isn’t Belle, Ariel or Rapunzel.
You prefer to watch than participate.
You have dark skin.
You have dated 5 or more people.
You have been told you are a cool person.
You have been told you are a scary person.
You are doing this post because you are bored.
[Killing people who say my name in the mirror] is my job. I like my job.❞
☠ Indie Bloody Mary RP blog
☠ 4+ years of RP experience; 2 years on tumblr
☠ Mun is underage so there is no smut; however, there may still be NSFW content (that will be tagged)
☠ Crossover and OC friendly (encourages it, actually)
☠ Mun is friendly and, unlike Mary, won’t bite your head off
“Listen, mate–– I know I don’t look human. It’s a problem! I get it!”
× Indie roleplay blog for Mr. Toad, the true star of Telltale’s The Wolf Among Us.
× Approximately four years roleplay experience, two of which have been here on Tumblr.
× All roleplay styles welcome. Whatever you want.
× Happy to roleplay with pretty much any fandom and oh so OC friendly.
× Really “cool” mun. I’ll be your new friend.
× Sometimes draws stuff on MS Paint.
× It’s Mr. Toad.
Clem never got the luxury of being a happy-go-lucky child who only needed to worry about how she looked and if the boy she liked liked her back. Unfortunately, after her parents were murdered in the most gruesome of ways, she ended up having to live with the weight of this town’s secrets on her tiny little shoulders.
❝I don’t give a shit who you are. If you hurt my friend— If you hurt Sarah, I am going to kill you.❞
The girl was brave, Mary had to give her that much. And her determination to protect her friends was quite honorable— but it wasn’t enough to get her to back off. Oh, not even close. Victims were playtoys or even puppets depending on how easily she could manipulate them. But this little girl? She was a fighter.
❝Do you understand how difficult it is to kill an Urban Legend? I could kill you before you kill me.❞
❝What I did?❞
❝All I did was defend myself after you decided to attack instead of playing nice and handing Crane over like a good doggie.❞