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MISFIRES



a rambunctious duo in salt has stuck their nose where they shouldn't and now you can all reap the rewards! this is a MISFIRES meme. post a header for your character, and receive accidental texts from your local saltburntian guests. nudes, nasties, confessions of a certain persuasion? things you'd otherwise never write or send? they're all on the table.
(meme threads aren't game canon, but they're not not game canon either, right)
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[personal profile] medals 2025-06-15 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the notification says new voice note.

the audio, though, is strange. it feels like it鈥檚 in danny鈥檚 head, voice distorted and mishapen into a thought, to look like: ]


omwwww back
i made the cutest little winter jacket l檀 谈f谭o谈r檀 潭g痰r痰e谭y痰!檀! and a little shawl for m檀e檀r谈c谈y潭!檀!檀 and i guess i made you another hat too or whatever

i think the snow鈥檚 coming back, it鈥檚 so c痰o痰l谭d檀

p檀蜎蜖台汰u谭蛣蛬坍t檀蛯虂蹋蛪 谭蜖坛t谈虁抬h痰蜆摊蛽e檀叹虘虪蛶 谈蛣蜐太f谭虃蛽i谈虇虙台蜁r谈處虓碳蜁e檀虄虇蛨蜋 潭蛣蛠台挞o潭虊胎酞n痰蛠袒蛽?檀蜐蛽 谈蛣蛬汰

i missed you, i love you, see you

s谭虃虊踏o谭蛝太o谈蜆蛧抬n谈蜐虙碳蛪
ghostface: the red road (2015) (pic#16586117)

[personal profile] ghostface 2025-06-16 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
( outside his bedroom window: fog in the yard, like the fog in his head. is it the liquor or the drugs? is it god again, calling from the pines? half-drunk, half-high, always half of everything, danny listens to the voice note again, again, again, do it again. )

jemima ( magic 8 ball, little sister ) i'm sorry i killed god
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[personal profile] medals 2025-06-16 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ ignorance is bliss. and blissfully unaware, she wakes up from dozing alone. groggy, heartbroken, achingly empty. she dreamt of a cabin in the woods. she was loved, unconditionally. god kissed her forehead and said be good. daddy kissed her shoulder and said she never is. he brother watches from the floor, waiting for his turn like a good dog.

she touches her face and finds it wet.

she types: why did you pull out, where are you, why did you leave, come back, and deletes it all. she鈥檚 squinting in the dark, and finally sends: ]


what?