𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧

judge?   never.   excellent song choice,   by the way.   [ a smile of her own shines through the dimly-lit room as she's reaching for the gloves in her bag and putting them on,   giving him the chance to place the 7" single on the turntable platter.   the needle is lifted and placed on the initial deadwax,  hearing it crackle and pop until it reaches the actual starting point of the song.   the anticipation is palpable as the opening notes of "billie jean" filled the air.   the record continues to crackle and pop here and there—imperfections which is to be expected of a record that hasn't been properly stored and constantly replayed.   her existing smile only grows as she starts to sway in sync with the infectious rhythm. ]   ♫  she was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene  /  i said don't mind, but what do you mean,  i am the one  ♫

@sparkingbolts ,
            
            so long as you don’t judge me.  i may not have two left feet,  but i’m pretty sure i’ve still got some mostly cracked bones in my legs.  *  the faintest smile shows and he goes looking for a piece of music to put a small performance on for.  a moment later,  he beholds mj’s ‘billie jean’  *  well?

@leakingdark    i won't.   mostly because i'm not sure what tango is.   [ with the tiny stack in hand,   she walks over to the turntable set up and lifts dust cover (which unsurprisingly had a thick layer of dust settled on the outside) to reveal the tone arm,  platter,   and buttons. ]   would you dance with me?   i'll let you choose the song,   and i'll wear my special gloves.

/   thank youuu  <3   it's the final stretch fr.   and definitely!!   i'd love some drops.   feel free to drop whenever on whichever anon  :))

@lacrymosas ,
            /  well that’s sweet of you!!  and i just know you’re going to crush both the project and the exam!  they’re always a pain but that feeling of just doing it and feeling like you’ve done a good job is sooo rewarding  <33  i hope to be active between now and up into the weekend,  so if you ever want me to make some drops,  lemme know!  :D 

/   i totally get that!!   i just wanted to let you know that i'm thinking of you in these dark times (end of semester bs LMAO).   i'm okay,   just trying to push through these next few days - i have one project left & one final exam

@leakingdarkㅤ/ !! 

      *             injured  based,  it can  be  your  muse  or  mine,     i don’t mind.

/    stares

you'd come along with me?   [ this surprises her,   especially with him being so glued to his game (who can blame him?   she would be, too).   not that frankie didn't expect any help from him,   but most people she knew wouldn't be so excited to break into the local morgue on a friday night.   and truthfully,   why would anyone?   i don't know.   i'm going to try to break into the morgue.   there's usually bodies that people donate to science in there,   so that's my starting point.   maybe a medical school?   they also tend to have some preserved organs..   [ her green hands are quietly twisting the shoulder strap of her crossbody bag. ]   might be risky.   i don't want to get you in trouble or worse—dead.   dead again,   i mean.   dying a second time isn't ideal.

@sparkingbolts ,
            
            hey,  i wish you all the luck on that making-you-ex-boyfriend  ..  thing.  *  his attention snaps back to the portable gaming console in his hands,  blasting away at the undead onscreen in 8-bit fashion.  ‘going dry’ was certainly becoming more and more beneficial—when he wasn’t doing it for long hours to the point of feeling like dying again,  this time of dehydration,  *  and if you want some help,  i am in no position to oppose.  i’m kinda a master at misfortune— or you know,  finding parts in unlikely places.  (more like,  ‘likely’,  considering he may dig up the grave of a recently descended one). 

..  right,   yeah.   [ 'time to break into the morgue,'   frankie thought as she remains seated on a worn down table,   stitched legs swinging back and forth.   wouldn't be her first time doing so,   but it's a hard task to accomplish successfully without being detected.   the human side of town has increased their police presence at night. ]   i'm giving the making-my-ex-boyfriend-a-body-so-that-he's-not-a-literal-doll a second try.   i think it'll work this time around;   i have a very good feeling about.   the procurement process is the tricky part..   [ as if the whole "bringing someone back to life" bit was a piece of cake. ]   maybe i'll get lucky tonight.   not wishing anyone any misfortune,   of course!  [ she quips,   hands raised a bit defensively. ]   trying to be sustainable here,   you know?   *green.*  reuse,   reduce,   recycle.

pretty sure some of them already think it,   but they're too polite to say it out loud.   [ once plans are agreed upon,   her green hands come together to clap excitedly while the corners of her lips pull back into a grin. ]   YAAAY!!   great,   fantastic.   you won't regret it,   i promise.   not sure if you're much of a drinker,   but there will be drinks.

@sparkingbolts ,
            
            can’t have your friends thinking you’re ‘crazy frankie’,  right?  *  there’s a pause,  time for thinking.  a lake sounds nice—obviously,  to him.  they were monsters after all and not humans with a taste for the weirdly insane.  and besides,  he could always make a quick getaway when things get awkward,  boring,  or even tense.  *  alright,  i’m sold,  shocky.  we’ll bonfire and chill with your monster pals. 

it's not like it'll be a tight space with a huge crowd of monsters.   it's an outdoor-dash-indoor party at the lake house with a bonfire.   it'll be /great/.   they'll like you a lot,   and they really want to meet you.   [ especially after bringing him up in conversation a lot (only to say good things,  of course.) ]   i think they also want to know that you *actually* exist,   and that i didn't just totally make up someone in my head after pulling a few all-nighters during the semester..   besides,   we can always just lose the crowd thirty to forty-five minutes in and chill by the lake.   i'm sure you'll want to jump in the first chance you get.   i've heard it has a beautiful view of the night sky;   you can see the stars everywhere.   i guess that's the benefit of living in a small town as opposed to the big city.

that miiiiight work unless they have armed security..   which they'll no doubt have anyways.   [ a moment to chew on some buttered popcorn,   she stares onward to the distant but otherwise functional screen. ]    but,   hypothetically speaking:   what do you propose for scaring said mayor and his construction lackeys?

@sparkingbolts ,
            
            oddly specific,  frankie.  but hey,  ‘you never know’.  *  even he shudders at the thoight.  minimum wage jobs were a nightmare on their own.  before he went homeless,  he’d almost prefer having gone homeless instead of dealing with those irate and annoying customers at one of his jobs—fast food and retail.  ‘thank goodness i’m dead now’,  he’d think.  *  oooor,  this place will remain just the way it is,  so long as we scare the mayor and his construction lackeys away.  it’ll be like scooby-doo!  we’re the monsters,  but we’re real.  and our cause is obviously just. 

you never know.   there could be a ghost somewhere in the building yet to make themselves known.   they could be an old employee who dropped dead while working,   forced to be on the clock for twenty four hours a day,   seven days a week,   fifty-two weeks a year—   /for all eternity/.   [  ghostly boooos leave crimson painted lips,   a short chuckle following after. ]   would definitely explain why this place has been abandoned.   hope that isn't the case though.   it would suck to know someone is living out eternity working a minimum wage job.   [ in actuality,   the primary reason for the movie theater's fall into ruin had to do with the fear of new neighbors.   this part of the town's population moved farther away to avoid the new monsters moving into the town,   feeling that the monsters have "encroached" on their side.   a decline in property value made people leave and,   in the process,   surrounding businesses suffered. ]   this won't be here for much longer though.   pretty sure the mayor proposed having this place bulldozed by the end of this year to make new apartments.

{ @leakingdark }
            
            intro !

/   anything on frankie  <3

/⠀bites you

@cultofsaltz ,
            
            *  she likes him.  that should solve his troubles.  no more depression,  no more heartache.  but why didn’t that feel so easy?  excusing his whole  ..  state of being,  there was still something deep in his mind that told him otherwise—that she’d despised him.  everyone despised him.  who could blame them?  damn him and his cursed mind,  always thinking the negative.  he finally faces her fully,  having her whole attention,  her whole sight.  *  well  (…)  i like you too,  i guess.  *  his famous side-smile runs across his face.  *  a lot.

[the swaying of the long, long pleats of her unflattering skirt — picked out by mommy dearest all too concerned with appearances at church on sunday — stops as does she at the white of cole’s eye teetering into view. a million, and then some more, things come to mind to say at once. though the most poignant one stands at her instant distaste for him at a state like this. neither in her arms nor chuckling at something remarkably stupid.]     but i like you.     [the confession of it surprises her too. on two feet, staring in an angle aimed at him with mary janes stomping around carpeted floors until a minute ago, with two hands she didn’t know what to do with despite having done this before. to other guys, anyway.]     i like you. like, /a lot/. 

@cultofsaltz ,
            
            *  the little water at his feet ripples when he sighs,  like his annoyance vibrates his entire body.  only slightly,  ever so slightly does he turn his head and makes at least some sort of physical,  visible contact with his pestering princess behind him,  *  look.  maybe you’re wasting your time?  on me?  doesn’t it make sense?  i’m  ..  you know.  / me /.  that says plenty. 

ha,   try saying that fivd times fast.    thank youuu!   [ she chirped and caught the bag with her green hands,   pulling out an individual piece of candy to eat. ]   i'm surprised i found you;   i thought you'd be busy today.

@sparkingbolts ,
            
            reese’s incoming.  *  a half-full crumpled bag of them are tossed her way,  along with some warheads hard sour candy,  *  eh,  i’m pretty good with the sour stuff.  nothing’s too intense for candy crusher cole. 

i'll take the sour candy.   how intense is it anyways?   ooh,   do you anything with peanut butter?   like reese's or whatever they're called.   i heard they come heart-shaped.