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scrivellc · 2 days
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It's mother's day, so as you can imagine, Orin is NOT in the best of moods...what if y'all came into my inbox to make him feel worse ~
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scrivellc · 3 days
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IT WAS MOTORCYCLE DAY IN TOWN TODAY
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scrivellc · 5 days
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4. do you have any advice for other writers? & 5. would you hug your muse? & 6. how are you and your muse alike? & 9. best scene featuring your muse? (chapter, film, episode)
@schattenwerfenkeineschatten
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4. do you have any advice for other writers?
Honestly? Not really. I guess all I really have to say is do whatever you want, friends. There are no rules. Find what gets you going and be insane about it. Truly, this is the way to achieve writerly success. Also, maybe not a writing tip, but indulging in making playlists and moodboards are absolutely part of the creative process.
5. would you hug your muse?
Absolutely not. Have you met him? Orin is a walking hazard, and no one should be within 50 ft of him. He would break both my arms and then also my legs just for fun if I looked at him in a way he thought was wrong let alone hug him. I would, however, hit him with a fucking bat.
6. how are you and your muse alike?
Daddy issues and dominant tendencies. There's probably more to it than I'd like to admit, but I'm not sure if I wanna just spill all my brain beans for everyone to see right here on the dashboard. Also we're both absolutely hilarious, so you know, I've got that going for me.
9. best scene featuring your muse? (chapter, film, episode)
Every moment that Orin in on the stage is an absolute gift to the world. If you think otherwise you are wrong and a fool and get out of my sight. Honestly, there should have been more of him.
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scrivellc · 6 days
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“Looks like you really know your way around a scalpel. I like that in a man.”
@indestructiblelittlefxcker
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"Well, if it isn't one of my most infamous acquaintances," Orin grinned, giving a mock half bow as he turned to greet Izzy. He brightened that much more as he was praised, never wasting an opportunity to puff out his chest like the over-confident blowhard he was more than a little proud to be. "Should have figured a swordsman would recognize a well-handled blade no matter the size," he continued, looking down at the bloody instrument in his hand, silver sheen still glinting beneath the red. For a moment Orin was lost in his thought, though maybe a bit longer than could be considered polite, not that he cared. Finally, he looked back up at Izzy, his gaze a bit more scrutinizing now. "Did you come here just to flirt with me, or is there something you need from your friendly, neighborhood, doctor?"
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scrivellc · 8 days
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"pointless death" "senseless violence" just admit you hate fun 🙄
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scrivellc · 8 days
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* interview the writer
send a number. a mix of serious and fun.
what color do you associate with your muse?
is there a song that reminds you of your muse?
how do you get yourself out of a writing funk?
do you have any advice for other writers?
would you hug your muse?
how are you and your muse alike?
how are you and your muse different?
do you follow canon, or dump it in the trash?
best scene featuring your muse? (chapter, film, episode)
talk about your writing
fluff or angst?
favorite book?
how are you?
ghosts or monsters?
what does your name mean?
ice cream, candy, pie or cookies?
what motivates you?
are you a jedi master? 
describe love
favorite cryptid(s)?
do you believe in extraterrestrial life?
mcdonald’s or burger king?
anything spooky happen this week?
share a funny story 
are you religious?
what are you doing right now?
describe yourself in two words
metal, folk, pop or ambient?
list your top two movies
most used emoji?
favorite comic book character?
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scrivellc · 8 days
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Sorry for being so quiet. Between work and socializing my brain is in scrambled egg mode.
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scrivellc · 14 days
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Why am I forced to work a job when I should be home writing words about this weird guy that has taken up residence in my brain? Capitalism has gone too far.
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scrivellc · 15 days
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scrivellc · 15 days
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A gleefully sadistic song which was one of the candidates to be Doctor Orvin Scrivello (DDS)'s introductory number in the stage version of "Little Shop of Horrors".
It was dropped in favour of "Dentist!" though honestly, I'm not sure which I prefer.
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scrivellc · 15 days
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Happy Earth Day. Don't feed the plants!
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scrivellc · 15 days
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"Is it? Damn, now that really is unfortunate for you," Orin said almost thoughtfully. Almost. He could believe that, and in most any other opportunity he probably would have just accepted that yeah, some people really did just look like the weight of the world rested on their depressing faces, but for whatever reason Orin wasn't entirely convinced. It wasn't intuition really, but more that he trusted his own gut feelings over anyone else's well thought out reasonings.
He did take some issue with how the twerp worded the request, but he did seem open to Orin's ideas so...he decided to leave his initial reaction at a brief scowl before moving on. "Well, if we can't fix your face, then maybe the color? A new coat of paint would spruce this place right up. You're not so broke you can't afford some paint cans I hope...though that would explain why Audrey can hardly afford that dingy, little, place she's got across the street." Orin pointed just over Seymour's head at the wall. "What color is that anyway? Puke?"
Seymour didn’t know what there was to laugh about. He supposed there was some humor in his life—that here he was, stuck downtown on Skid Row, working at a job that made him miserable and the only respite being he got to see Audrey everyday, and her boyfriend of all people was trying to tell him to cheer up. He didn’t answer him at first, glancing at him briefly and then continuing to sweep the floor.
“I’m not moping.” he finally insisted. “This is just how my face looks.” When he really thought about it, he knew he wasn’t really happy. There was never really anything to be happy about, except Audrey when he was from Skid Row. He had no parents, no family, and no future. Of course he dreamed of getting out of there, but he wasn’t a fool. “If you have any constructive suggestions on how to increase sales, I’m all ears.” 
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scrivellc · 15 days
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I saw little shop of horrors trending today so I just had to draw Audrey ii
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scrivellc · 15 days
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scrivellc · 15 days
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Try  to  fluster  my  muse.  Do  whatever  it  takes  to  make  them  blush!
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scrivellc · 16 days
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nothing has protected me more than anger.
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