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I Would Kill Everyone In This Room For A Soft Pretzel At Any Given Moment. Know This
i would kill everyone in this room for a soft pretzel at any given moment. Know this
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There was little point in arguing further. Or rather letting Daniel fuss further. Marius had his fun, more than enough really, but that was enough. He just had to get home and get ready for his shift. He watched Daniel storm out past him, even holding the door open for him, completely unfazed as Daniel continued to berate him for all to hear. A woman walking past had to stop and step aside to avoid literally running into Daniel. She just blinked in confusion and turned her attention to Marius.
"Hate to see him go but love to watch him leave," he said with a laugh, winking at her, "Sorry about that, love. He gets cranky in the morning. And I am certainly not that desperate."
The woman just nodded slowly, giving a laugh before continuing to walk, "Right."
Marius shook his head a little and walked off on his own. He took his phone out after a few steps, scrolling through his contacts to find one person he was looking for. Calling his mother was certainly out of the question, but he at least had one friend who didn't judge him, "Hey, Lulu, you working tonight?"
"Oh, Marius - yeah, what's up? Not until later, closing tonight."
"Brilliant, listen - I need a ride. You mind picking me up?"
There was a laugh on the other side, "I'll be right there."
"Cheers, thanks."
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@wynterlanding : send me AVATAR + hunt @ Jordi

Being an assassin, it's easy to see why Jordi would be one of the Hunt. Its all about the chase. The kill never brings as much satisfaction as that. But as a hunter, it's important to note what exactly he's chasing that he will never quite attain because if he did, the chase would end. For Jordi, that is true peace and happiness. Somehow, he tells himself that one day he will have enough money to retire to some island somewhere with a drink in his hand on the beach. But, in the meantime he taunts the prey, making sure they feel uneasy at all times until he puts that bullet between their eyes.

"Come now, Faye, you can't tell me you really believe that?" While there was no discounting the fear that something could be seriously going on, Frankie was not the type to think it to be something like a curse. Cursed sets were nothing more than old wives tales. Scary stories that seasoned crew members tell new actors to scare them. Especially on the set of a horror.

Frankie shrugged a shoulder, but kept a close eye on her client and friend. It was no secret that she was protective of Ophelia. They'd been friends longer than they'd worked together, but it still was just a show to Frankie's character. She didn't appreciate anyone trying to freak out her clients, regardless who they were.
"Accidents happen, but it's hardly something so superstitious," she shook her head, trying to comfort Ophelia without completely dismissing her worries, "But, I will go talk to the director and producer myself. Before you are due back on set. If there is some sort of safety hazard they aren't being careful of, then I will raise hell for you... I'd hate to have to pull you out of this, but your well-being is more important."
m: Ophelia Keal. 26. actress. p: Ophelia has finally found a big break in a new horror film but there are issues with production following several accidents on set. These ‘accidents’ however are far from coincidence. Think cursed film sets. Can be a literal curse, supernatural force or a saboteur behind the scenes. c: friend. costar. agent. production member. anyone involved in or knowledgeable about film making.

“I just don’t understand. Everything was going so swimmingly.” Ophelia’s reaction may be a tad understated. She’s not dealt with something so odd in her life and she’s in Hollywood! Weirdest apparently of weird or so they say. Her life is far removed from growing up a dull socialite with an overbearing mother. On her own with her agent finally reeling her in on a proper project, Ophelia is ecstatic. Before the set accidents started she had a dream come true. All of it seems to be fading as quickly as she snapped it up.
She used to be afraid of the audition process. Fear of this unseen negative force clenching around her tops rejection for a role. Unease is her only companion. Several crew members went to emergency rooms. Set disaster, falling apart; food poisoning for makeup and costume departments. Even one of the supporting casts is suffering a broken bone. “How can multiple people have such bad luck? Do you know someone says the entire production is cursed? What if it’s true?”