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Indie Fallout canon and OC characters, penned by Lara
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She blinked, a bit surprised by his refusal to help make his equipment. Maybe he didn't want to risk his home being encroached on? It was a bit remote...
Maybe she could at least give him a basic security system?
"Hm? Oh - I have one in my pipboy." She replied to the question - not understanding the coded message behind it. She wasn't affiliated with any faction out in the Commonwealth except for maybe the Minutemen. After everything that happened in the Capital she...tried to stay away from that. Simply help the common people where she could.
"Do you need one? Or need to check s-something for radiation s-sir? I could help you with th-that!" She smiled at him, just wanting to be helpful some how to the man.
"I could also help you with a s-security s-system if you'd like - s-since you're s-so far out."
Cary regarded her for a few minutes and looked down at the dog that had so loudly shaken up his peaceful scene here. He looked back at the girl, her smile, taking note of her stutter. The absolute dying need to help him some how.
She was lonely. He got that. Did he ever.
He heaved a sigh, shaking his head, addressing the geiger first, making something up, "I like to check the garden every now and again. Sometimes these rad storms sweep through and the stuff just clings to the produce, you know? I lost my counter on my last scavenger run. You could do that for me, I guess..." Well, that was partly true. He did have to check occasionally, but his own wasn't lost. But hell if she wanted to feel useful...
"My security is fine. The turrets are mostly for mirelurks who wander too close. People I can deal with on my own just fine." Cary didn't like the idea of anyone fucking with his system, even a good intention on it's face. Amiee could be lying still. He wasn't about to let a stranger putz around in his terminals.
"After that..." Cary shrugged. She wasn't with the Railroad but it was probably just not even knowing about them. "I'm sure I can find something else, if you're still desperate to help."
He wandered back towards the shack, turning so he wasn't putting his back to her for more than just a second.
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"Are you th-the man who runs th-the radio st-station?" She asked, not really all that off put by him grabbing his rifle. As long as he wasn't pointing it at her, things were going well. She couldn't fault anyone for being cautious out here.
"My name is Amiee Diaz, I run a workshop a little ways from here. I've been catching s-some of your broadcasts and I figured you might like s-some help with your equipment?" She offered with a small smile as she extended her partially mechanical hand to him. Despite her baby face it was obvious the young woman had seen her fair share of the wasteland herself. In addition to her metal fingers, her skin was covered in sun kissed freckles, with a few faded scars on her face and hands. "I can probably help you st-strengthen your s-signal if you want! Or I could s-simply s-see what I could do to help your s-sound quality."
She hoped the man accepted her offer. Music was often a comfort for her when she first entered the wastes - Hell it was a comfort now as she worked on personal projects and work orders. She'd hope he felt the same...just a little light in a rather bleak world.
So little Amiee Diaz continued to surprise.
A fan.
He'd actually never had a fan come and find him. Call in and chat, sure. He had a handful of regulars. But come in person? She had to be smart to do that. He had pre-recordings of himself, he had ways to bounce the signal around so he wasn't so easily traced...
And still she'd found him.
He looked to her hand, just noticing it now. Metal. Like his old buddy Nick, almost.
"I'm good. But thanks." Cary said, not hiding his suspicion at all. Of course he didn't want to be widely known. He didn't want his air hitting Diamond City, he didn't want people to fucking come find him... But she was, presumably, a fan. And the hand made him curious.
There were codes out the ass with the Railroad. Maybe she was a part of it, maybe she wasn't. People didn't just go around with metal prosthetics, not when hatred against synths was so damn high. If she was with the Railroad, she'd know to respond with saying hers was in the shop. And if she wasn't... Well, he'd find her a glove to hid it with at least. She was likely to get killed over that alone out here.
"Say, kid... do you have a geiger counter?"
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"I am s-so s-sorry s-sir." Amiee apologized as the man came closer. "He didn't hurt him - just s-scared him really badly. Again I am s-so s-sorry."
She relaxed some as she saw the cat make it to safety, letting out a sigh of relief before turning to the man.
Ah. He was...grumpy wasn't he? ...Though to be fair she didn't make the best first impression.
"Actually, I have a question for you s-sir, if you could s-spare a moment?" She asked. She was pretty sure this man was the one on the radio, but maybe he simply lived with the radio host?
Man she hoped she could salvage this...
Stuttering and apologizing was not something he expected. No wonder she had a dog out here. Protection. He couldn't begrudge a girl for that. As she posed her question, he maneuvered the rifle in his hand quickly, years and years of experience with such weapons. Just in case. He wasn't in the habit of killing little girls, but sometimes they could be just as deadly. Sometimes the stammering and apologies were just to catch someone off guard before fucking up their whole life.
"What, kid?" Cary raised an eyebrow, holding the rifle in both hands, but not aiming it at her. He didn't want to shoot a dog either and he couldn't blame the animal if it was set on defending her either. But he wasn't gonna die in his own front yard because he was too unprepared. Not after everything he'd done to prevent that.
She might also be a synth. There was that. How she'd gotten this animal, however, lent itself more to the fact that she'd been out here a while. Not one of the ones from the Institute or ones the Railroad had gotten to. He had his codes with them. People in the Railroad knew him as Hemmingway (on account of the cats) but knew not to call him that on air. If he had someone coming that they sent to hide for a bit, they'd request certain songs that usually changed month to month. Cary kept it simple, usually using Bob Dylan or protest songs from the 1960s, that got really popular again a decade before the Great War ended and the world was put to shit.
This girl seemed so innocent. The apologies... No one just apologized like that anymore. Right away. That intrigued him. Softened him enough to give her a chance to say something.
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"FRITZ! Get back here!" The young woman yelled as she chased after the robotically enhanced dog as he chased after some poor cat. Thankfully the feline managed to climb up a twisted, dead tree that the dog could not follow, allowing Amiee to grab the dog by the scruff and pull him away. "God, I need to train your recall don't I?" She sighed, shaking her head.
She looked over to the building near by. This must be the source of the radio signal she managed to pick up at her workshop. The signal had been weak, but she was curious about the man who ran the station. She figured if she could find him, she'd off to tune up his radio equipment so he could broadcast father.
"Fritz if you just chased th-this man's cat you're gonna have to apologize." She spoke to the dog, who sat beside her wagging his tail, metal leg gleaming in the sun.
Cary could hear the barking and quickly turned to his terminal, shutting off the turrets that were placed around his home. Mostly they shot down mirelurks near the river, but the occasional yao-gui or rabid dog would be it's target. And this stupid dog, who didn't sound feral so much as excited, was just lucky enough that Cary was paying attention. He climbed out of his bunker and into the small shack that was his home, grabbing his trusty rifle and heading outside.
"What the fuck, man?!" He shouted, expecting just to see a dog, not a little girl with it too. Well, she was a teenager. Maybe older. Fuck, he was getting old. The augmentation of the dog was noticeable and intriguing. But his first order of business was getting the cat out of the tree. It was always Catgut. Probably went looking for friends, like he does...
"Fuck..." Cary walked over, using the butt of his gun to poke at the orange cat, who jumped onto Cary's shoulder then leapt off, past the mended fence and vegetables and into the house. Sure having veggies in the front yard wasn't great for hiding out, but assholes that came looking to rob him made excellent fertilizer.
"Keep walking, kid. And take your stupid dog, too."
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🐝 * ― 𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 / 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
❛ i can't stop thinking about you even when i try. ❜ ❛ every time i see you, it's like my heart skips a beat. ❜ ❛ i never realized how much i needed you until you weren't there. ❜ ❛ do you ever feel like there's something missing ... like a piece of your heart is somewhere else? ❜ ❛ i wish i had the courage to tell you how i feel. ❜ ❛ if only you knew how much you truly mean to me. ❜ ❛ do you ever wonder what it would be like if things were different between us? ❜ ❛ sometimes i wonder if you ever think about me the way i think about you. ❜ ❛ i had a lot of dreams about you recently. ❜ ❛ somehow, you're always on my mind. ❜ ❛ i think i've been in love with you since the day we met - scratch that, i know i've been in love with you since the day we met. ❜ ❛ my biggest wish is to hold you close and never let you go. ❜ ❛ all my life i've felt like a part of me was missing, but with you i've finally found it. ❜ ❛ you deserve better than who i am right now, but i'm gonna keep trying to become someone you do deserve. ❜ ❛ every time you smile at me, i get this flutter in my chest. ❜ ❛ do you think i'll ever be worthy of your love? ❜ ❛ i want to be the person to make you happy. the one person you can always come to with whatever you need. ❜ ❛ will we ever get another chance together? ❜ ❛ you were the best thing that's ever happened to me. ❜ ❛ my biggest regret is ever letting you go. ❜ ❛ i'm still in love with you ... and i honestly never stopped. ❜ ❛ when i wake up in the morning, you're the first person i want to see. ❜ ❛ every time i wake up, i check if you wrote me another message. ❜ ❛ i wish i could be as important to you as you are to me. ❜ ❛ it hurts when you don't talk to me like you used to. ❜ ❛ i miss everything about you, your touch, your laugh, your smile. i wish i could have that back. ❜ ❛ i want to fall asleep wrapped in your arms. ❜ ❛ hold me closer; i always feel safer when you're with me. ❜ ❛ there's so much i wish i was able to tell you. ❜ ❛ i know things aren't easy right now, but i want to remain a fixture in your life. after all, you're one in mine. ❜ ❛ i miss the way you always made me smile. ❜ ❛ you're the reason i keep holding on. ❜ ❛ maybe we're supposed so to remain a case of 'right person, wrong time' forever. ❜ ❛ if only you knew how i feel about you. ❜ ❛ i'm yearning to hold your hand in mine. ❜ ❛ i think you are the one for me, and i hope one day i'll be the one for you, too. ❜ ❛ do you think i'll ever become more than a friend to you? ❜ ❛ my heart belongs to you, always and forever. ❜ ❛ my first instinct is to protect you, no matter the cost. ❜ ❛ i've been thinking about us a lot lately. ❜
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It was just a scavenge run. He had done this before, many times. He was always careful. Cary lived alone, so going out was always a risk. But he traveled far enough away from the house for that to not become a target. The worst, by far, were rust devils. Crazy ass raiders with demonic frenzied robots. Cary had to appreciate the ingenuity, but going against these guys was a death trap. So Cary had decided to just move on… had one of them not spotted him first. He fought as much as he could, grenades took out half the party, his rifle did some good damage, but it wasn’t enough. Pretty soon he was bleeding and unconscious, the rust devils left going through his thing, trusting him to bleed out and die.
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Comfort Starters
Feel free to change how you see fit!
Sentence Starters
- “Come on, let’s get you away from there.”
- “Hey, are you okay?”
- “You look like you could use a hug.”
- “Don’t listen to them. You’re perfect the way you are.”
- “Let it all out.. I’m here for you.”
- “You don’t have to tell me anything, but I’m here for you okay?”
- “You look down. This calls for cuddles.”
- “A kiss here. A kiss there... Ah! There’s the smile I’ve been hoping to see!”
- “Do you want to talk about it?”
- “You’re safe now, I promise.”
- “I’m not going to let anyone else hurt you.”
- “You okay? I could tell they were bothering you..”
- “I heard about what happened. I’m so sorry, _.”
- “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’re allowed to cry.”
- “You have every right to feel that way.”
- “Is there anything I can do to help?”
- “I’m so sorry you’re going through this.”
- “I thought you could use some space.”
- “I’ll give you as many hugs as you need, okay?”
- “Can I get you anything? Tea? Hot chocolate?”
- “You don’t have to go through this alone.”
- “Is something on your mind?”
- “If they’re bothering you, I’ll go tell them something.”
- “No, you don’t deserve to be treated like that.”
- “I got you all of your favorite snacks.”
- “No, you don’t need to blame yourself.”
- “You’ll get through this and I’ll be here every step of the way.”
- “You have every right to be upset.”
- “You don’t have to hide your tears from me.”
- “Tell me what happened.”
- “I’m here to listen.”
- “Did you have a nightmare? Do you want to talk about it?”
- “How about we go on a walk. It might calm your nerves.”
Actions
- [Hug] Sender pulls receiver into a hug.
- [Tears] Sender wipes tears from receiver’s face.
- [Kisses] Sender gives receiver many kisses all over.
- [Cuddle] Sender cuddles with receiver after a rough day.
- [Drink] Sender makes receiver something to drink.
- [Visit] Sender shows up at receiver’s place shortly after learning something is wrong.
- [Rest] Sender stays in bed with receiver.
- [Alone] Sender leads receiver away from the crowd after seeing that they need space.
- [Cry] Sender holds receiver close as they cry.
- [Meal] Sender makes receiver a warm meal.
- [Hand] Sender gives reciever’s hand a gentle squeeze.
- [Hair] Sender gently strokes receiver’s hair.
- [Pat] Sender puts a hand on reciever’s shoulder.
- [Massage] Sender gives receiver a shoulder rub.
[Action] + reverse for the reverse of said action!
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As Cary pulled away, Nick began to do the same. He didn't move back far, though, as he was instantly captivated by the tape curled in his hand. Made for him. Cary had made it for him.
There was no mistaking the cast to Nick's face, touched but tense with something unsaid. If the synth had tears to cry they'd probably be gathering in those golden eyes of his. "Suppose it is," he answered quietly. "It ain't dumb, Cary, it's perfect. I can't wait to listen to it. I..."
I what? I've been thinking about you a lot? I've never had anyone make something for me like this? I want to hold you some more?
Impulse was an organic thing, and Nick Valentine could never really call himself a victim of it-- not usually. But something in the slight tremor to the other man's wrist, to the fact that he'd cleaned up for this, had Nick subjected to it like everyone else.
The hand not holding the tape reached out to touch Cary's cheek, to feel soft skin. He leaned forward to press a kiss to his lips, soft and tentative, nearly cold with the casing of polymer and steel.
"No, I meant--" Cary looked up, explaining that coming here was the dumb idea, stopped by Nick's hand on his face. Like he always said, he couldn't come back. He didn't trust himself to not get himself killed. He didn't stay away from Diamond City because he was afraid of being found out, or McDonough seeking retribution. Cary used to be a raider. Maybe that violence never left him. He knew he could look McDonough in the face and watch the light in his eyes fade and not feel a goddamn thing.
But he wouldn't come back. Michael would not have wanted him to be that person again.
He didn't think Nicky would either, feeling the kiss, almost cold but not quite. Cary resisted pulling away by pushing himself a little forward, his brain yelling at him to leave. That people would know he was here and he's ruin everything by unleashing on the bastard that was too damn cowardly to kill them himself. In the street, in front of everyone.
He tried shutting off his brain, telling him he couldn't do all this again, he couldn't put someone else he loved in danger. Didn't Nicky get it? He was fucking cursed. Isis, the baby, Michael... He'd been running from himself since the Tar Walker massacre, when all his parents, his whole damn community just shook their heads, saying what a shame, after refusing to help.
He grabbed Nick's coat, keeping himself close before pulling away, breathing heavily.
"Nick, I can't. I can't, I'm too scared."
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“I don’t like this plan. What are you doing? Why– What are you doing with your life? Just in general, where you think this plan is a good idea…”
[ Send “cloth blindness” for a starter where my muse is wearing a blindfold. Sent by @inthisfire-ifindrain. featuring @standingxbear ]
"You dumb sons of bitches, you think you're hot shit? I know you! I was you!" Cary had been going on for a good while in the middle of the raider camp, tied up and blindfold. Of course he had worked through his gag and if there had been any raiders left alive, Cary probably wouldn't be.
Standing Bear needed a minute. It was one thing to take on a gang of raider with your friend. Fiona was more willing to get her hands dirty than West these days, sometimes Betty tagged along, but he was lock step with West about the research and clinic and all those things about modded guns and robots that Standing Bear, and probably Fiona, too, kind of stop listening to when they went on...
It was one thing to kill a bunch of raiders. It was another to find your teenage best friend their prisoner. Someone he hadn't seen in nearly 40 years. Apart from a little gravely texture, Cary Robinson sounded exactly the same. The news that he had been a raider was a little surprising. But... after the White Legs War, well...
Standing Bear was overwhelmed. Would Cary even want to know him? He had found Two Rivers years ago... His own sister didn't want to remember that life. Nevermind he'd spent 30 years looking for her. Nevermind that he loved her, that he knew she still loved her big brother. You couldn't just erase that. You couldn't just forget that. Bear wrote to her. But she never wrote back.
"You think I haven't killed? C'mon, I could take any of you in a knife fight. Bunch of chicken shit punks... Hello?" Finally Cary figured out he wasn't actually speaking to anyone, hands tied behind him, ankles chained to a large piece of arched rebar in a road side slab of concrete in the middle of the camp. It was getting dark, the fire cast odd shadows on Cary's face.
Standing Bear cleaned off his knives against the dirty bandana he took from one of the corpses. A little too diligently. He was nervous. No, he was scared of getting rejected again. He was scared of Cary not remembering him, or their band, their friendship. He was scared of seeing that same cold look on his sister's face: I have a new life now, why should I need you?
"Talk to him," Standing Bear whispered to Fiona, off handedly as if he were too busy to do so. Normally, he would have insisted, or just been the one to handle the sociable situation as Fiona was a little more blunt. "He's a friend. But-- Nevermind, just make sure he's not a threat."
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Send “blindfolded” for your muse to be wearing the blindfold.
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Wise choice, Marc. Wise choice.
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ABSOLUTELY UNHINGED COMEDIC RELIEF
ASSORTED QUOTES FROM TUMBLR TEXTPOSTS, X (formerly known as twitter) POSTS, TIKTOK, MEMES, AND OTHER SOURCES AROUND THE INTERNET
CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.
SPECIFY muse for multimuses.
- “ Currently considering becoming a bother and a nuisance, maybe even a menace or a rascal. ”
- “ Hungry? Eat the government. ”
- “ Yes, I wanna fuck after every argument. ”
- “ Silence, you uneducated peanut! ”
- “ They should invent a being alive that isn’t so difficult. ”
- “ Women have to think I’m hot or none of this matters. ”
- “ Due to personal reasons I will be named an enemy of the state. ”
- “ Being overdressed is a myth made up by people who didn’t want you to have fun and be sexy. ”
- “ What even are daddy issues? Just traumatize your father back. ”
- “ I LOVE complaining! You can’t take that away from me! ”
- “ I went to the silly goose convention and they all knew you. ”
- “ I’m simultaneously ‘I’m tired of this grandpa’ and ‘that’s too damn bad!’ ”
- “ The word ew coming out of a pretty girl’s mouth holds so much power … I think that it can tear apart nations. ”
- “ Someone made fun of my shoes and the whole time I just thought of ways to push them out the window. ”
- “ If you’re short, simply get taller. ”
- “ I better think twice? Buddy I don’t even think once. ”
- “ My off putting looks, awkward demeanor, and strange behavior have captivated you. ”
- “ There’s something deeply, fundamentally wrong with you. Can we kiss? ”
- “ You are a fool. When you walk, clown music plays. ”
- “ I mean yeah he’s evil and all but what if I were his favorite? ”
- “ I really do hate thinking. ”
- “ In my defense, I simply do not vibe with the law. ”
- “ I’ve done nothing wrong. Except all the atrocities. Besides that, I’m innocent. ”
- “ Sorry I couldn’t hear you over my internal monologue. ”
- “ Of course you have white hair and trauma. ”
- “ So apparently the bad vibes I’ve been feeling are actually ‘severe psychological distress’. ”
- “ Stop calling me a bad person just because I’m orchestrating your downfall! ”
- “ The more lip gloss I collect the longer I live. ”
- “ Sorry that I am obsessed with you in the unhealthiest way possible. As if it's my fault ”
- “ The multiple failed assassination attempts against me have helped build both character and self esteem. ”
- “ I could be your loser boyfriend. Do you ever think about that? ”
- “ Accidentally went and got myself killed yesterday, but god wont let me die so I’m back ”
- “ What do you mean napping isn't a good coping mechanism? What do you mean my problems are still here? ”
- “ Academic validation is required for my sanity. ”
- “ RIP to everyone killed by the gods for hubris but I’m different and better. Maybe even better than the gods. ”
- “ Researching the stages of grief to see if I can get them finished in ten minutes tops. ”
- “ My parents were like I’m gonna make a child that is so beyond help. ”
- “ It’s not easy to admit when you’re wrong, and that’s why I won’t do it. ”
- “ Why can’t this family ever have a funky good time? ”
- “ How do I show people that I’m more than my unethical career choice? ”
- “ I fucked my way into this mess, and I’ll fuck my way out. ”
- “ You look so biteable today. ”
- “ Why am I suffering? I have so many correct opinions and takes. ”
- “ I AM HAUNTED BY A PAST THAT I CANNOT GO BACK TO! anyways ”
- “ Challenging authority, angering gods. The family business. ”
- “ Third base is me telling you about my father. ”
- “ Hey girl. Plagued by terrifying visions? ”
- “ Got caught giving a fuck. Embarrassing. ”
- “ I didn’t ‘miss’ the red flags; I saw them and thought that they looked sexy. ”
- “ Do my dark circles and deteriorating health make me look hot? ”
- “ I get my news from the only reliable source, cryptic symbolism in my dreams. ”
- “ Another day of being a bisexual disaster. ”
- “ I’m going to let myself be a little unhinged today, as a treat. ”
- “ Some of you act like murder is such a big deal. ”
- “ You wanna hunt me for sport so bad that it makes you look stupid. ”
- “ You’re not a girlboss unless you’ve killed someone. ”
- “ It’s so weird how no one ever has correct opinions about things except for me. ”
- “ Hello, my love — I mean, my rival ”
- “ No one is calling me baby and it’s outrageous I can’t believe it. ”
- “ No talking stage. Mutual obsession and you see god in my eyes or nothing. ”
- “ I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOOKUP CULTURE DIE IN MY ARMS ”
- “ Yes baby your emotional walls are high and impenetrable can we kiss now? ”
- “ Affection is disgusting. Drown me in it. ”
- “ I am gatekeeping my respect from you. ”
- “ Well, well, well, if it isn’t the consequences of my own actions. ”
- “ I am equal parts fuck around and find out and please don’t yell at me I’ll cry. ”
- “ Short legs, big butt. I’m a corgi. ”
- “ Fuck being the bigger person; I’m going to start biting people. ”
- “ Well that wasn’t very slay of you! ”
- “ May I please get a crumb of affection? ”
- “ I crave power! Please don’t yell, though; I’m sensitive. ”
- “ You call it a near death experience; I call it a vibe check from God. ”
- “ Here are some scissors. Now cut it out. ”
- “ Might commit a little tomfoolery, maybe even some shenanigans. ”
- “ All these flavors, and you choose to be salty. ”
- “ How can I live, laugh, love in these conditions? ”
- “ What if I said ‘to be honest’ but then lied? ”
- “ I'm financially at a stage where I understand why people do fraud. ”
- “ Yes I may be evil and morally corrupt, but I’m also incredibly beautiful and I think that makes up for it honestly. ”
- “ Debates are stupid. Why would I want to sit down and argue with someone blatantly dumber than me? ”
- “ I forget but I do NOT forgive.. I'm just walking around hating bitches can't remember why ”
- “ Ding dong your opinion is wrong! ”
- “ I’m coming for your kneecaps. ”
- “ You dropped your nose you fucking clown. ”
- “ Are you a fire alarm? ‘Cause you are really fucking loud and annoying. ”
- “ Call me an escalator, because I let people down. ”
- “ I love me a good lesbian scandal! ”
- “ If you can’t run away from your problems, you’re not running fast enough. ”
- “ Everything I want to do is illegal. ”
- “ Don’t make me hit your ankle with my Barbie scooter! ”
- “ I tell gay jokes because I am a gay joke. ”
- “ Fuck! I dropped my mental stability! ”