❛      you   see,   i   learned   something   today.   at   first   i   thought   you   were   all   STUPID,   listening   to   this   douche’s   advice,   but   now   i   understand   that   you’re   all   here   because   you’re   scared.  you’re   scared   of   death   and   he   offers   you   some   kind   of   understanding.   you   all   want   to   believe   in   it   so   much,   i   know   you   do.   you   find   comfort   in   the   thought   that   your   loved   ones   are   floating   around  trying   to   talk   to   you,   but   think   about   it:   is  that   really   what   you   want?   to   just   be   floating   around   after   you  die,   having   to   talk   to   this   asshole?    ❜                               INDEPENDENT STAN MARSH OF SOUTH PARK!

SHIPPING   CALL!    since   i   posted   a   starter,   i   might   as   well   throw   one   of   these   out   there   too!   like   if   you’re   up   for   shipping   with   my   muse!   i   pretty   much   ship   anything   so   don’t be   scared   to   hit   the   like.   i’ll   come   shoot   you   a   message!

     “        you   up   for   a   little   trouble?   i   figured   you’d   be   the   perfect   person   to    help   me.       ”

polluteveins + sc!

follows all the 13 reasons why roleplayers because i’m such trash!!!

usually   the   table   he   sat   at   lunch   with   was   him   and   three   other    serpents   that   would usually  KEEP   to   themselves   in   the   corner   of   the   lunchroom.    occasionally   he’d   much   rather   sit   by   himself   &&   not   socialize.   brett   didn’ t   mind   it,   he   was   used   to   being   alone.   combat   boots   settled   on   the   table   as   he   flung   the   keys   to   his   harley   on   his   index   finger,   before   noticing   the   figure   that   was   a   few   inches   from   his   table.    betty   cooper. 

                                                                 “     are   you   lost?   ”

@enperfect​   +  plotted sc!

 LIFEENDED.

             the  first  thought  that  came  to  mind  was  that  he  wanted  something  from  her.  if  past  experience  was  anything  to  judge  from.  the  reputation  she’d  tried  to  escape  following  her  everywhere  she  went.  easy  hannah  baker.  why  would  he  be  any  different?  ❛ oh   —   thanks, i  guess. ❜  

  “       uh,   yeah   ,   you’re    welcome.         ”     he   avoided   her   gaze   as   he   placed  a   cancer   stick   into   his   mouth,   reaching   to   light   the  end   as   he   sat   beside   her. “    i’m    not   like   hitting   on   you   or   whatever   if   that’s   what   you’re   thinking,   i   just   think   everyone   in   this   shithole    are   stupid.    well   not   clayton,   he’s   pretty   much   the   only   intelligent   guy   around   here,   just    mostly   jocks   . . .   and   cheerleaders.   MAINLY   jocks.         “

when he got one facial expression.

happy

sad

mad

"Are you drunk or do you just act like that all the time?"

   “       it's   not   the   alcohol   i   always   act  like   a   dick.         ”    he    stated,   as   he    took   a   sip   from   the   bottle   of   beer.  same   day,   same   asshole,   and   even   her   comment   didn’t   even   phase   him   at   all.   “      and   if   you   know   me   by   now,   one   bottle   doesn’t   exactly   get   me   buzzed.      ”

RANDOM STARTERS + @bitchofserpents

                        “     i   am   happy.   this  IS   my   happy   face.    can’t   you    tell?    “

@andbeyonds  + sc!

         “     if   you   want   me   too,   i   can   get   rid   of   them?    you    know,     make   it   look   like   an   accident.    “  

@tapesided + sc!

SOUTHSIDCD.

         " Right, so you’re not busy, then. “

         “      i   AM   busy.   how   am   i   gonna   put   SOMEONE   outta   their   misery   if   i   don’t   have   sharp  knives.    “

GETTING   MY   PSYCHO   KID   GOING,   so   like   for   a   starter!

“  he   gets   the   flu.   his   father   steals   medicine   that   turns   out   wouldn’t   help   anyway.   gets   sent   to   prison   for   it , guess  surviving   in   a   deadly   penitentiary   is  er,  harder  than  it  looks.  and   his   mother,   she   starts   drinking   pretty   heavily   after   that   and   last   words   she   says   to   him   before   he   finds   her   in   a   pool   of   her   own   vomit   is   that   he   KILLED   his   father.    ”   BRETT   ----   YOU’RE   STILL   A   DICK.

i’m such 13rw trash!!!!

“     you   know   i’m   not   ONE   for   favors,   especially   not   from   people   i   don’t   converse   with.        “

hciressv. + sc!