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thatstreakinaflash · 6 years
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I left my home still as a child, I walked a thousand sorry miles, to wait for my father to gather up his tools. He said my boy, you gotta run — don’t wait for me, don’t wait for mom. We’ll come get you when it’s safe for us to move.
So I waited many years, held back the pain behind my tears for my father to come find me like he said. And in that time I was alone, so many years without my home, I made brothers of a different kind instead.
And at the time I didn’t know, just how hard the wind could blow towards disaster in the things that I would see. I never found my father, I never found my mother — even would I know in my lifetime I would be…
A hero to the masses, to those born without chances, there’s a freedom that everyone deserves. I know there’s greed and there’s corruption, I’ve seen death and mass destruction, but I’m telling you that I hope that I’m heard.
I will not be commanded.
I will not be controlled.
And I will not let my future go on 
without the help of my soul.
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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REBLOG IF YOU WANT CURIOUS ANONS
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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I FOUND THIS IN SOMEONE'S RULES, AND IT'S RELEVANT
I like to know my writing partner. This isn’t always necessary, and if you’re not the sort of person who tries to get chummy with their roleplaying buddies, that’s absolutely fine, but in my experience, the plots and characters that last the longest are the ones with the players that I can message at 3 in the morning with an idea without feeling like I’m bothering them. 
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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we’ve all been there.
basically this chat post meme-fied.
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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when you want to roleplay with people but you’re awkward and they’re quality but they’re really nice
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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i miss my coldflash
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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I also miss writing TimeFlash
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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“I’m calm. Totally calm.”  Barry says aloud, though he really was just telling himself that rather than telling Martin.  Truth was, Barry never really liked elevators.  A secret he’d keep to himself for a long time, or rather a secret that Martin would know before anyone else.  He didn’t mind using them daily, when they would NEVER get stuck, because never has he been in this situation before.  It freaked him out.
“Cisco, right,” Barry dips his head and takes his phone out again.  No service.  Of course.  Why on earth would they have service in an elevator?  That’d just be smart.
With a heavy sigh, Barry closed his eyes and stood in front of the doors.  He was going to try and phase out of the elevator, but when he opened his eyes, he turned back to Dr. Stein.  “I have to try,” he tells him, regardless of if they’re in front of two separate floors.
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@anuclearpoweredsuperhero​ continued from x:
Barry hadn’t realized how tired he was.  Perhaps he didn’t eat enough for lunch.  Though, three pizza pies seemed like a lot.  It wasn’t the work load, it never was.  Dr. Stein was a genius and Barry was always happy to be working alongside such a brilliant mind.  And yet, here they were, walking down the hallway and yawning three times within a minute.  Tonight, Barry was going to head home and sleep right when he walked in.  Speedster or not, he still needed a decent amount of sleep.  If Caitlin could see his vitals, she probably would give him a lecture on his exhaustion levels.
“Any plans tonight, Dr. Stein?”  Barry asks as he steps into the elevator and glances down to his watch.  It was well after 8:00 p.m.  He wondered if Iris was with Joe and Wally, or if she was at their loft.  Yanking his phone out, Barry frowned somewhat.  He was hoping for a missed call or a text from her, but there was nothing.
Just then he felt a quick jerk of a stop.  Barry caught Martin’s glance before he too, looked at the top of the elevator.  “For real?” Barry whined for a moment before he slipped his phone back into his pocket and let out a lengthy sigh.  Lifting his hands, Barry used all his might and tried hard to pry the doors open, but they wouldn’t budge.  “Alright, that didn’t work,” he groaned.  
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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@anuclearpoweredsuperhero​ continued from x:
Barry hadn’t realized how tired he was.  Perhaps he didn’t eat enough for lunch.  Though, three pizza pies seemed like a lot.  It wasn’t the work load, it never was.  Dr. Stein was a genius and Barry was always happy to be working alongside such a brilliant mind.  And yet, here they were, walking down the hallway and yawning three times within a minute.  Tonight, Barry was going to head home and sleep right when he walked in.  Speedster or not, he still needed a decent amount of sleep.  If Caitlin could see his vitals, she probably would give him a lecture on his exhaustion levels.
“Any plans tonight, Dr. Stein?”  Barry asks as he steps into the elevator and glances down to his watch.  It was well after 8:00 p.m.  He wondered if Iris was with Joe and Wally, or if she was at their loft.  Yanking his phone out, Barry frowned somewhat.  He was hoping for a missed call or a text from her, but there was nothing.
Just then he felt a quick jerk of a stop.  Barry caught Martin’s glance before he too, looked at the top of the elevator.  “For real?” Barry whined for a moment before he slipped his phone back into his pocket and let out a lengthy sigh.  Lifting his hands, Barry used all his might and tried hard to pry the doors open, but they wouldn’t budge.  “Alright, that didn’t work,” he groaned.  
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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Send me “Restrained” + a number for a starter in which one or both of our characters are:
Or send “Restrained?” for a randomly generated number.
1. Locked in the trunk of a car 2. Tied to a chair 3. Chained up to the wall 4. In a cage 5. Behind prison bars 6. In a room with a locked door and barred windows 7. Hand-cuffed to an object of their choice 8. Hand-cuffed to one other person (or each other) 9. Stuck in a hole underground 10. Trapped in an attic 11. Trapped in a tomb or mausoleum 12. Stuck in the back of a police car 13. Stuck in an elevator 14. Locked in a vault 15. Strapped to a table
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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If we are RPing together
you do not have to:
get to my thread just because you’re working on other replies
avoid posting often just because we’re both online and it’s your turn
push yourself to write something just because you see me on
I understand:
that sometimes you only get muse for certain threads
you may not know what to reply with at the moment
some threads you have are in an exciting moment and you’d rather put your focus into those
RPing is for fun. Don’t force yourself to get stuff done. Your replies are worth the wait.
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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3x12 - Untouchable
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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55 Words to Describe Someone's Voice
I was sitting on the computer last night trying to be productive and actually write something. My first sentence included the character listening to a voice through an intercom and my first thought was, “What kind of voice is it?“ 
So, naturally, I found myself googling the different ways to describe a voice. I present to you my findings! I hope you all find it useful. 
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thatstreakinaflash · 7 years
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So.... WOAH-TP's huh? Think mines gonna have to be Barry & Rip. Love some crossover action.
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"You're good to them, you know." Barry muses up, knowing how hard it is for Father's Day on himself, too. "They look up to you, trust you. I'm sure your wife and son would be proud of the man you are today. I know the rest of the Legends team is. Happy Father's Day, Rip. Cherish the moments you have with these guys, not the memories you couldn't chase."
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“I can only hope that they would agree with you, Mr. Allen,” Rip says with a small smile. It doesn’t always feel like it, but he knows that his team is composed of very different individuals who do nothing by the book and never choose the easy way. And, to be quite honest, he would not want them any other way.
“Thank you for your advice.”
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