theblondiecasey-blog
Call me blondie.
Hi. I'm Casey, now known as Blondie. I'm from Woodsboro, California, and yes, I'm a victim of Ghostface. Luckily I managed to survive, though.
I'm crazy over horror films, even after what happened. Believe me when I say I know my stuff. After I was attacked I spent most of my time studying the movies, just in case Ghostface ever wants to play another game. I guarantee I'd be the one winning, then.Don't be afraid to come and talk to me! I love making friends. But I must warn you- if you mess with me, I do have a boyfriend: He's big and he plays football and he'll kick the shit out of you![Ind. Scream RP. Will RP with any/all fandoms.]
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"Well aren't you nice today." She rolls her eyes.
“Well, I bet that’s what Weezer says when you’re name comes up, too.”
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"Weezer? Ew."
“Weezer is like music for the gods.”
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They are such dumb asses. Why would they stab each other? Jesus.
#thatcreativepsycho#peerpressuredstu#She's jealous of Stu's new girl#so she's taking it out on them both#xD
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Casey had to contain her laughter, "She... Talks to the dead? Oh jesus." She shook her head. "That's fine, thanks."
“Mmhm, he did. Stu doesn’t tell me much anymore, whatever. Can you fill me in? He wouldn’t even tell me the damn girl’s name.”
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Fuck, Marry, Get Drunk With. Send me 3 names.
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"Mmhm, he did. Stu doesn't tell me much anymore, whatever. Can you fill me in? He wouldn't even tell me the damn girl's name."
“Wow. Someone seems a bit angry.”
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Bored out of my mind.
I want to move out of Woodsboro. If Steven agrees to come, I want to go.
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outtake from Details magazine - March 1992
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"Wow. Someone seems a bit angry."
“I’m so tired of this bullshit drama. ‘Bout to just slit a throat and get it DONE with.”
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She shook her head, "I've been here. I was in the hospital, is all. With Steven- my boyfriend- he's alive too." She told her with a smile. "I don't know if he's back or not. I pray he's not, but what do I know?" She shrugged, sighing a bit.
“Hey, Girlie. Who are you? Yeah, yeah, I’m Casey Becker, everyone knows me.” She sighs. “But call me Blondie, it’s been my nickname since… The incident, yeah.”
Kirby stared at the girl for a...
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I want to RP with more people.
But every time I try, my mind goes:
ABORT MISSION, ABORT MISSION!!
YOU ARE JUST GOING TO ANNOY THE FUCK OUT OF THIS PERSON!
ABORT THE FUCKING MISSION.
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Bored as shit.
Someone entertain me.
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It's Sexual Sunday
Bring it on:
Sexual/embarrassing questions
Sexy prompts
Porn in my Askbox
Anything else your hearts desire!
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//Okay, have to go for a few hours. Going to see Breaking Dawn Part two and I'm spazzing out. Bye!
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"Fine, fine. But you're sort of friends with Sid, right? You don't think she's an asshole like I think most of your friends are?" She asked, teasingly- since she had gotten out of the hospital, Sidney Prescott had become the closest friend she had- she was also a survivor, so that made them closer, for whatever reason. She also associated Tatum as one of her friends, but other than that, she didn't have that many anymore. She used to have a ton, but most of them dropped like flies- probably scared that she would get attacked again in their presence.
"Life? Life has been..." She tried to think of the proper word to describe her life, and she looked up at him once she found one. "Hard. Life has been hard." She nodded along with her words, sighing a bit. "I'm too paranoid to do anything fun anymore. I need to get over it, or see a therapist, or something. I don't know. I just want things to go back to the way they were, I want to forget that ever happened." But she couldn't, because every time she looked in the mirror she saw scars. At least she put up a fight, she reminded herself of that.
"And boring. It's been rather boring, lately- not saying that I want anything else to happen around here to make it more exciting, but still. I miss school as well." She shrugged; she didn't miss it that much, but once she decided not to go back, the boredom set in quickly. "But at least I have you, and you make up for all of those things." She smiled sweetly, leaning up to kiss his cheek.
Find The Real Surprise, Doll. || C & S
He jumped for joy when she agreed to do so. Steven knew Casey would do anything for him and he always returned that favor, unless of course, he was tied down and couldn’t move for the life of him. No, stop it Steven, you had no choice; he thought to himself, trying to brush off the thoughts like they were crumbs. But not everything was easy – and that certainly wasn’t easy.
“Hush,” He resisted the urge to tap her nose, and looked down at the map in his hand. Okay, so it was a lot harder than it seemed the first time he took a glance, but whatever. He had all the time in the world while he was with Casey. Steven started walking north, since the map provided a lovely compass, and kept on the slightly indented path in the grass.
“They were my friends back in the day. On my team and all, I didn’t have a choice in the matter.” He did, actually. But he spent most of his time with Casey anyways, so it wasn’t like it mattered much. “I don’t complain about your friends, you don’t complain about mine. Simple.”
Steven stuck his tongue out towards his girlfriend and tightened his grip on her hand, assuring. “I’m always going to be here for you.” He reminded her with the straight up truth, “So tell me, beautiful, how’s life been since… you know…?” He never liked to mention that by name, since it hurt him in more ways than one.
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