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Blood On The Bayou

@Dusty

LOL great minds think alike.

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐞 [𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋]

on a scale of 1 to 10, how likely are we to murdered by the evil suburban hivemind

@Zoey White

𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚜!
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝
W𝚑𝚢-𝚍𝚘-𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚜-𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢-𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠-𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛-𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗-𝚊𝚗𝚍-𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛-𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑-𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛?

Blood On The Bayou

D E B O R A H A R T H U R

_______________________________________________ Deborah Mae Arthur _______________________________________________ 72 | ♀ | American _______________________________________________ Retired Librarian | Heterosexual | Widowed _______________________________________________ Pscyhological Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Likes: • Reading, Writing, & Arithmetic | With a head in her book, Deborah enjoys reading about romances of the past. Men in shining armor, kilts, and damsels in distress. If the word perky breasts isn't in the book Deb feels like she was ripped off from Half Price Books. • Weary Traveler | Spending a lot of her young years traveling with her veteran husband Deb felt a love for travel early on in life. Jim and her continued to travel now and again across the states when they could in their caravan. Her travels have slowed down immensely, but every once in awhile she will be invited with her son's family to go to an apple orchard or other family event. //Dislikes: • Seventy not senile | Being told you're not allowed to do things that you used to be able to do on your own can be very frustrating. Deb lost her license earlier this year after hitting into a stop sign while coming home from the grocery store. Anytime someone tells her she can't do something or they offer too much help without her asking for it she will get flustered quickly. • Dr. Dre isn't a doctor | Rap music is loud and just grown men yelling. Deborah dislikes "rap" music though she categorizes anything that isn't quiet enough for her as rap music. She prefers classical and was head over heels when her son bought her an iPod loaded with her favorite musical pieces. Elvis is also acceptable but only if his hips aren't wildly gyrating around the town. //Fears: • Death looms around each corner | Getting old, losing her sense of self, and not being able to take care of herself is on Deb's mind now and again and the whole concept makes her a bit uneasy. Anything that reminds her superstitions; black cats, stepping on cracks, and the like make her double take and avoid at all costs. Resources ___________________________________ [+] //Skills: • Easy as A-Z | With a respectable career Debora excelled in, her organizing, sorting, and puzzle solving skills are impressive. Crossword puzzles are something she often enjoys doing to keep her mind fresh and moving. • Accordion to me | Surprisingly enough Deb likes aerobics and is a not terrible to look at dancer. Though she isn't doing back flips or "that angry rap dancing" she is a part of a weekly polka meet up that is broadcast to a public television channel every Wednesday at six am. //Paraphenalia: • iPod Nano | Thanks to David, Deb always has her old school music player with her. She sometimes forgets that it needs to be charged and gets angry when it won't turn on right away but she knows her way around the little thing fairly well. • Oh that's just Jim | In the form of a diamond necklace Deb carries her dead husband's ashes in the form of a jewelry statement piece. She gets a little kick about when other's ask where she got it from so she can say her husband, and go into detail about how literal that phrase is. She doesn't ever take it off, and often plays with it when she is in a place of discomfort.

Appearance Details ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Deborah was quite the catch in her day. Though she has aged, one would say she has done it like a fine wine prooving she has still retained some of her beauty, style and grace! She is a bit over five foot five weighing around one hundred and thirty seven pounds; petite and well shaped. Deb has naturally black hair that she has let gone gray in a stylish fashion; dyeing the back biweekly at her local salon. Her eyes are an endearing shade of blue and usually crinkled up in a smile. Besides her charming smile, Deborah prides herself in her appearance and likes to keep as fashion forward as her age allows. Character Synopsis ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ As Deb continues into her long life, she could drone on and on about stories to what got her to where she is now. She'd start off with a story about her childhood on how both of her parents worked at a small cafe in North Dakota, her mother a waitress and her father a cook. Her father loved the way her mother danced, so very much so that he gave her a family of eight. Deborah was the second to last youngest daughter, her younger and only brother just a few years behind. They lived a fairly average life, in a surprisingly small home but it was filled with laughter and love and righteousness. In her teens she would fall in love with a boy named Henry, and then after that was all over she would fall in love with a man named Jim who she married after high school but before he was shipped off to the Navy Base. She would follow him to every state, country, and hub until they would finally settle back home in North Dakota. A few years later Deborah would have a child of her own, named David after her own father- her one and only child. She raised him with laughter, love, and righteousness as well. Getting older and having a bit more time on her hands rather than traveling and raising children, Deb went to the local elementary school and applied for a librarian position. It wasn't really official and she never had gotten herself a college degree, but she learned fast and worked hard and that was good enough for them. After over twenty years at the school she would retire and spend the rest of her days with Jim enjoying the visits with her grand kids. Jim passed unexpectedly from colon cancer, and Deborah swore it was all the junk food he ate. Calcium, and cod liver oil would keep her living forever she claimed to anyone who would listen. After a few years, David thought his mom should get back out into the world and travel again- to shake off the ever lingering fear of her own demise. A ticket to Louisiana was given to her and Deb was packed and on her way, excited to explore a state that was rich in culture and history that she had not yet to visit. Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Happy go lucky with a little bit of moxie. Deborah feels like just because she is over seventy years old she is not senile. Though her views are conservative and traditional she is not cruel or loudly arrogant; misinformed and sheltered and sometimes speaking without really thinking about consequences. Deb likes to spend as much time talking to others as she does being by herself. Socializing often tires her out if it is done for more than a few hours at a time. She would rather have her head in a really good book than gossiping; though sometimes she can't help herself. Her grandchildren are very important to her, and she dotes on them whenever her son allows it. Deborah doesn't believe in most doctors, therapists, or anything that has to do with mental health. "If you're feeling depressed, just be thankful you have food on your table!" type of personality. She sometimes trails off on stories that don't have any point or connection to the topic at hand, but she means well. Relationships ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ To be determined Miscellaneous ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Deborah has just changed one of her medications, and has started to experience a form of dementia called sun-downing. Though it has not progressed terribly, it has been noted in her medical file.

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Blood On The Bayou

Okay, I had a little bit too much fun with this- if anyone wants to be a family member to me by all means..

Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ & Cʀᴇᴡ

D E B O R A H A R T H U R

_______________________________________________ Deborah Mae Arthur _______________________________________________ 72 | ♀ | American _______________________________________________ Retired Librarian | Heterosexual | Widowed _______________________________________________ Pscyhological Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Likes: • Reading, Writing, & Arithmetic | With a head in her book, Deborah enjoys reading about romances of the past. Men in shining armor, kilts, and damsels in distress. If the word perky breasts isn't in the book Deb feels like she was ripped off from Half Price Books. • Weary Traveler | Spending a lot of her young years traveling with her veteran husband Deb felt a love for travel early on in life. Jim and her continued to travel now and again across the states when they could in their caravan. Her travels have slowed down immensely, but every once in awhile she will be invited with her son's family to go to an apple orchard or other family event. //Dislikes: • Seventy not senile | Being told you're not allowed to do things that you used to be able to do on your own can be very frustrating. Deb lost her license earlier this year after hitting into a stop sign while coming home from the grocery store. Anytime someone tells her she can't do something or they offer too much help without her asking for it she will get flustered quickly. • Dr. Dre isn't a doctor | Rap music is loud and just grown men yelling. Deborah dislikes "rap" music though she categorizes anything that isn't quiet enough for her as rap music. She prefers classical and was head over heels when her son bought her an iPod loaded with her favorite musical pieces. Elvis is also acceptable but only if his hips aren't wildly gyrating around the town. //Fears: • Death looms around each corner | Getting old, losing her sense of self, and not being able to take care of herself is on Deb's mind now and again and the whole concept makes her a bit uneasy. Anything that reminds her superstitions; black cats, stepping on cracks, and the like make her double take and avoid at all costs. Resources ___________________________________ [+] //Skills: • Easy as A-Z | With a respectable career Debora excelled in, her organizing, sorting, and puzzle solving skills are impressive. Crossword puzzles are something she often enjoys doing to keep her mind fresh and moving. • Accordion to me | Surprisingly enough Deb likes aerobics and is a not terrible to look at dancer. Though she isn't doing back flips or "that angry rap dancing" she is a part of a weekly polka meet up that is broadcast to a public television channel every Wednesday at six am. //Paraphenalia: • iPod Nano | Thanks to David, Deb always has her old school music player with her. She sometimes forgets that it needs to be charged and gets angry when it won't turn on right away but she knows her way around the little thing fairly well. • Oh that's just Jim | In the form of a diamond necklace Deb carries her dead husband's ashes in the form of a jewelry statement piece. She gets a little kick about when other's ask where she got it from so she can say her husband, and go into detail about how literal that phrase is. She doesn't ever take it off, and often plays with it when she is in a place of discomfort.

Appearance Details ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Deborah was quite the catch in her day. Though she has aged, one would say she has done it like a fine wine prooving she has still retained some of her beauty, style and grace! She is a bit over five foot five weighing around one hundred and thirty seven pounds; petite and well shaped. Deb has naturally black hair that she has let gone gray in a stylish fashion; dyeing the back biweekly at her local salon. Her eyes are an endearing shade of blue and usually crinkled up in a smile. Besides her charming smile, Deborah prides herself in her appearance and likes to keep as fashion forward as her age allows. Character Synopsis ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ As Deb continues into her long life, she could drone on and on about stories to what got her to where she is now. She'd start off with a story about her childhood on how both of her parents worked at a small cafe in North Dakota, her mother a waitress and her father a cook. Her father loved the way her mother danced, so very much so that he gave her a family of eight. Deborah was the second to last youngest daughter, her younger and only brother just a few years behind. They lived a fairly average life, in a surprisingly small home but it was filled with laughter and love and righteousness. In her teens she would fall in love with a boy named Henry, and then after that was all over she would fall in love with a man named Jim who she married after high school but before he was shipped off to the Navy Base. She would follow him to every state, country, and hub until they would finally settle back home in North Dakota. A few years later Deborah would have a child of her own, named David after her own father- her one and only child. She raised him with laughter, love, and righteousness as well. Getting older and having a bit more time on her hands rather than traveling and raising children, Deb went to the local elementary school and applied for a librarian position. It wasn't really official and she never had gotten herself a college degree, but she learned fast and worked hard and that was good enough for them. After over twenty years at the school she would retire and spend the rest of her days with Jim enjoying the visits with her grand kids. Jim passed unexpectedly from colon cancer, and Deborah swore it was all the junk food he ate. Calcium, and cod liver oil would keep her living forever she claimed to anyone who would listen. After a few years, David thought his mom should get back out into the world and travel again- to shake off the ever lingering fear of her own demise. A ticket to Louisiana was given to her and Deb was packed and on her way, excited to explore a state that was rich in culture and history that she had not yet to visit. Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Happy go lucky with a little bit of moxie. Deborah feels like just because she is over seventy years old she is not senile. Though her views are conservative and traditional she is not cruel or loudly arrogant; misinformed and sheltered and sometimes speaking without really thinking about consequences. Deb likes to spend as much time talking to others as she does being by herself. Socializing often tires her out if it is done for more than a few hours at a time. She would rather have her head in a really good book than gossiping; though sometimes she can't help herself. Her grandchildren are very important to her, and she dotes on them whenever her son allows it. Deborah doesn't believe in most doctors, therapists, or anything that has to do with mental health. "If you're feeling depressed, just be thankful you have food on your table!" type of personality. She sometimes trails off on stories that don't have any point or connection to the topic at hand, but she means well. Relationships ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ To be determined Miscellaneous ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Deborah has just changed one of her medications, and has started to experience a form of dementia called sun-downing. Though it has not progressed terribly, it has been noted in her medical file.

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𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐞 [𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋]

𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔'𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚘, 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚢 the 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚎
(𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎!)
𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝙷𝙲𝙲 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐞 [𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋]

𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚜.

𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚕-𝚍𝚎-𝚜𝚊𝚌 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝙱𝚎𝚎, 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚜. 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚢, 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚜, 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚎 (𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚠- 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝙼𝚛. 𝙹𝚎𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙱𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕.) 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚍! 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚋 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔. 𝙰 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗.

𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚋𝚜, 𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝? 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚗 𝚟𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝙷𝚎𝚌𝚔, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘𝚡. 𝙾𝚑 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕! 𝙺𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎. 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍!

_{Honeycomb Lane is a eerie dead end in the town of Albert Bee, bum fuck Kansas. Honeycomb is filled with freaks, condescending, hateful, and nasty neighbors. When two of the houses came up for sale (One built up from scratch by money hungry constructors and the other left by a racist. Fuck him.) Wallet wagging realtors were eager to get paid. After your unsuspecting family attended a small showing, displaying the benefits of living the neighborhood you and your unfortunate family were sucked in! Thankfully another just as dumb family came along the same time so you had someone to suffer with your first week. A month now has gone by and your family has fell in to the routine like brainless sheep. Sometimes you grow some balls and don't read shitty books, and drink flavored piss water, have your kids spit on one another and all that other bullshit. Sometimes you wanna kill yourself, or sit in your basement and jerk off ferociously. Fuck, even that seafood place that gave you food poisoning is a relief from these fucking phone calls. The phone calls. The phone calls. 665-5609. The phone calls. The phone calls. The phone calls. Don't forget. 665-5609. Don't forget. The rotting body of the baby, split in two. One for me, and two for you! One. One. One. Six. Six. Five. Five. Six. Zero. Nine. Don't forget. Enjoy your new home.}

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Blood On The Bayou

That character sheet looks amazing!
It will take me awhile to put something together; but if anyone wants to play around with some relationship ideas- I'm open :)

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐞 [𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋]

𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.
𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗.

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐞 [𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋]

(𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎- 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛)
_{if you don't answer i will kill you i will kill you i wont kill you i killed him my seed i killed him hes gone you are gone he is gone i will kill you do not answer that phone please god do not answer that phone i will kill you i will kill you i will i will i will i wont i will if you don't answer i will kill you i will kill you i wont kill you i killed him my human waste i killed him hes gone you are gone he is gone i will kill you do not answer that phone please god do not answer that phone i will kill you i will kill you i will i will i will i wont i will i found you i found you i found you i found you do NOT hang up do NOT do NOT do hang do hang hang hang hang up}