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liarmonstersnappydresser ([personal profile] liarmonstersnappydresser) wrote in [community profile] interstellar55552016-03-26 12:35 pm

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Who: Bill Cipher and YOU!
What: Graffiti, Cafe chats, and any prompt you throw my way
When: The week before Fairy Trial is set to air
Where: Various Places Around Vista City
Warnings: N/A Just Captain Crazy Pant's ranting

Haru was gone. Bill had known it for a while, if he was being honest with himself. Even if the girl had only now gotten the physical boot, his band mate's mind had been gone long before, ever since she returned from her absence.  There was a feeling there, something nagging at the back of his skull, but it wasn't just sympathy, remorse, or mere anger.

It was disappointment. Why were people so insistent on following the rules?  Didn't they see it made no difference! If Haru and Bolin hadn't been so well behaved, they wouldn't be gone now. This world was determined to run in its own stupid circle. Well not him.

If this world wanted to burn itself so badly, HE would do the burning. It was now or never! Time to take chances. Time to DO something. Vandalism in Progress needed to go back their roots, and Bill knew just how to it. It was time to bend some rules...

OOC: Various catchall prompts open to all! As always, remember Bill does have a regain of Omniscience, if you would like to trigger any memories!

EDIT: HEY GUYS just a heads up in case you are not following me on plurk; I am currently without a computer so tagging has been sporadic to say the least. Now that I have AC done I'll try and get to a coffee shop this weekend.  Thank you all for being so patient, I am super psyched to get to your tags! 

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[personal profile] faithfulflame 2016-04-26 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
Don't think she doesn't notice that glance, Bill. Her eyes flash, not with anger or even surprise but rather with understanding. She knows that he suspects something, and why shouldn't he? Strange things are going on, and he's most definitely someone she thinks might have a clue. Might really get it.

"Maybe I do..." she answers, taking a surreptitious glance around the entire room. Nobody seemed to be paying attention, so she reached down and twisted up a napkin. Willing power into her fingertips, she set the little strip of paper ablaze, and then quickly doused it in a water cup.

"And I don't think I'm the only one, Bill."

With that said, she covers up the serious turn with a gentle laugh and a nod.

"And if I end up in a movie deal, I won't be signing onto anything that has foam costumes down in the budget. I expect at least rubber monster suits!"