_{who framed roger rabbit starters || accepting!  - @ultimatecosmicjoke}

_{despite the foggy feeling in her head, lana took her time to caress and run her hands through the softness of her present. it was delicate to the touch, seemingly expensive ( as far as she could tell without asking, for she dared not ) and bright red … the color of wine she would have never chosen for herself and yet, knew better than to say so aloud. the deal was simple, most things that involved making him happy were: lana was expected to put on her new dress and wear it with pride, along with a motherly smile to light up her otherwise empty expression … if she wanted this day to run smoothly and end well for the both of them. but would it make up for every foul thing the young reporter had been put through? inside his twisted mind, that of a vicious sociopath, such was the unspoken goal and she understood as much.}

_{❝ no hard feelings, i’m sure it’ll look beautiful on me. ❞ for the words yet to come, lana had to put on her big girl pants and brace herself for the impact; the sooner she said them, the sooner it would be over. ❝ thank you, baby. ❞}

rpmemesfam:

° ✧ WHO FRAMED ROGER RABBIT PROMPTS.

triggers apply, mentions of death, murder, threats, sexuality and sexual/nsfw mentions. feel free to add/change pronouns.

❛ Anybody know you’re here? ❜
❛ Well, you see, I didn’t know where your office was. ❜
❛ In other words, the whole town knows you’re here! Get out! ❜
❛ You don’t know how hard it is being a woman looking the way I do. ❜
❛ You don’t know how hard it is being a man looking at a woman looking the way you do. ❜
❛ I’m not bad. I’m just drawn that way. ❜
❛ Don’t you realize you’re making a big mistake? ❜
❛ I didn’t kill anybody. I swear! ❜
❛ The whole thing’s a set up. A scam, a frame job. ❜
❛ My whole purpose in life is to make… people… laugh! ❜
❛ I’m out there risking my neck for you, and what are you doing? ❜
❛ Toons are supposed to make people laugh. ❜
❛ You don’t understand. Those people needed to laugh. ❜
❛ Then when they’re done laughing, they’ll call the cops. ❜
❛ A laugh can be a very powerful thing. ❜
❛ Why? Because you made him/her laugh? ❜
❛ Okay, nobody move! ❜
❛ You heard me, I said drop it! ❜
❛ I have to satisfy my sense of moral outrage. ❜
❛ I’d love to embrace you. ❜
❛ Put that gun down, you buck-toothed fool! ❜
❛ Give me another excuse to pump you full of lead. ❜
❛ So you thought you could get away with it, didn’t you? ❜
❛ Why, the real meaning of the word probably hits you like a ton of bricks. ❜
❛ We toons may act idiotic, but we’re not stupid. ❜
❛ You mean you could’ve taken your hand out of that cuff at any time? ❜
❛ No, not at any time, only when it was funny. ❜
❛ I would have been here right after you called, but I had to shake the weasels. ❜
❛ I want you to know I love you. ❜
❛ Is he/she always this funny, or only on days when he’s/she’s wanted for murder? ❜
❛ Can you guess what this is? ❜
❛ Freeway? What the hell’s a freeway? ❜
❛ Traffic jams will be a thing of the past. ❜
❛ Is that a rabbit in your pocket or are you just happy to see me? ❜
❛ Is this man removing evidence from the scene of the crime? ❜
❛ I see working for a toon has rubbed off on you. ❜
❛ What do I look like? A stenographer? ❜
❛ I’d say it was the booze talking. ❜
❛ Got a thing for rabbits, huh? ❜
❛ Search the place, boys, and leave no stone interned. ❜
❛ You think that’s funny? ❜
❛ No hard feelings, I hope. ❜
❛ You won’t think it’s funny when I stick that pen up your nose! ❜
❛ Look, the stain is gone. It’s disappearing ink. ❜
❛ The hand buzzer. Still our biggest seller. ❜
❛ So what happened, huh? ❜
❛ You can drop anything you want on his head, he’ll shake it off. ❜
❛ One too many refrigerators dropped on his head? ❜
❛ Don’t you appreciate the magnitude of that? ❜
❛ I’m surprised you’re not more cooperative. ❜
❛ Remember how they always thought there wasn’t a way to kill a toon? ❜
❛ That’s one dead shoe, eh, boss? ❜
❛ I would think you of all people would appreciate that. ❜
❛ I don’t know how many times we have to do this damn scene! ❜
❛ If you really needed money so bad, then why didn’t you come to me? ❜
❛ I’ve already got a stiff on my hands, thank you. ❜
❛ So I took a couple of dirty pictures, kill me. ❜
❛ Nose? That don’t rhyme with “walls.” ❜
❛ Seriously, what do you see in that guy/girl? ❜
❛ You need a heart, before you can have an attack. ❜
❛ Are you trying to give me a heart attack? ❜
❛ I can tell you now it ain’t gonna come cheap. ❜
❛ Question is, do you have the way? ❜
❛ Jumpin’ without a parachute? Kinda dangerous, ain’t it? ❜
❛ I don’t think you want it. ❜
❛ What the hell happened in here? ❜
❛ I’ve never seen a mess like this! ❜
❛ What do you call the middle of a song? ❜
❛ What do you think you’re doing, chump? ❜
❛ Don’t let me catch your peepin’ face around here again. Got it? ❜
❛ Stop that laughing. ❜
❛ You know what happens when you can’t stop laughing? ❜
❛ One of these days, you’re gonna die laughing. ❜
❛ We just want the rabbit. ❜
❛ What are we gonna do? ❜
❛ The best part is, they work for peanuts. ❜
❛ Work’s been kinda slow since cartoons went to color. ❜
❛ Long time, no see! ❜
❛ What are you doing here? ❜
❛ Remember you never saw me. ❜
❛ Boy, what is this, some kind of secret room? ❜
❛ That’s it. I’m calling the cops. ❜
❛ I come here for help and what do you do? ❜
❛ So long, and thanks for nothing. ❜
❛ Probably looking for a good place to stick a knife! ❜
❛ A laugh can be a very powerful thing. Why, sometimes in life, it’s the only weapon we have. ❜

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angelusinfernii:

                                 _{Ducking her head, the Sister looked as though she’d been struck, blue eyes watery with the harshness of the reporter’s tone. Her own voice was soft, tremulous, but she spoke with an underlying conviction that burned with earnest. “‘He upholds the cause of the oppressed and gives food to the hungry. The Lord sets prisoners free…’ That’s Psalms 146:7.” Peeking up from beneath the curtain of blonde bangs, Mary had begun to wring her hands, turning in a fit of nervousness to gently pull the door closed. “I’m so sorry, Miss Winters… It’s my fault that you’re in here. I should never have agreed to let you in. I deserve whatever blame you cast on me.”}

_{Jesus — this woman sure had a particular way of demeaning herself that rendered the young reporter completely flabbergasted. Harshness thrown aside, Lana never meant for her little angel to be left hurt and feeling like her good intentions didn’t count for nothing. It was her job ( as the one sane person under this unholy roof ) to keep her marbles together and not lose it at the tiniest sign of a storm approaching their way. “Hey…” Setting the rusty fork aside, she lifted herself off the bed and crossed the room in no less than three rushed steps; ample space to move was a privilege Lana could no longer afford. Both hands reached out to hold Mary’s cheeks, kindly forcing her to look away from the ground and straight into her dark eyes. “It’s not your fault, Sister. You did what I asked so it’s all on me… I did threaten you, remember? And god knows you were right to fear Jude’s wrath, that woman is dangerous.”}

[ ooc ]

Senior Lana gives me life tbh.

_{five word prompts || accepting!}

_{Language, the brunette wanted to say —— oh, but how could she have blamed Effie for taking after her mommy? Curse words and all, Lana did love the child and took great pride in knowing she wasn’t all her father. Looks didn’t mean a damn thing. “Come now, we’ll get it fixed for you.” Snatching the ripped beanie out of her daughter’s hand, she held it close and proceeded to assess the damage… maybe she spoke too soon, but what else was new? “Scratch that — let me buy you another one.”}

_@mignon19001

_{five word prompts || accepting!}

_{Mocked by the Devil in disguise, who could have seen this coming? But what a beautiful costume it was… treacherous and ruined only by the black cloth she wore like a blunt defiance to all things sacred Briarcliff stood for. “And why should I call you? You of all people, Sister, wouldn’t lift a goddamn finger to help me.” Smoking cigarette in tow, she leaned over the nun’s desk and clutched the wooden edge with her free hand. Hard. “I may be yours… but that doesn’t mean I have to trust you.”}

_{@angelusinfernii}

_{five word prompts || accepting!}

_{Fame and loads of fortune, that was her world now. Saying she was sorry couldn’t even begin to explain how much Lana hated herself for turning her back on the kids — those wonderful children who deserved nothing but kindness, for that was all they knew how to put out into the world. A self-centered bitch, that’s exactly what the woman had evolved into… and as she put her arms around Julia’s frame on her lap Lana made a silent promise to herself ( one she was destined to break as soon as the opportunity arose ): never to let her feet soar and lose contact with planet Earth again.}

_{“I miss you too, baby. But I’m here now, aren’t I? And we will have fun driving your father nuts, you two need some serious spoiling.”}

_{@lcstchildren}

_{@moralslefttodecay liked the starter call.} 

_{There was no more room available for his words to settle within Lana’s absent mind, still sore and seemingly lost after being gifted with the rough touch of electricity in a box. Despite feeling like she had been sent drifting a thousand miles away from reality, the woman’s brain hadn’t lost its prodigious ability to hear and register all that occurred around her — a curse heightened by Jude’s erroneous concept of proper humane treatment. Was that Father Thomas trying to make her listen? She couldn’t tell, yet focusing her attention entirely on him seemed like the right thing to do if only to avoid being whipped on account of ignoring a superior.} 

 _{"I —— didn’t bring this on myself, Father.“}

_{@angelusinfernii liked the starter call.} 

_{Brown eyes shifted from her poor Briarcliff dinner ( water and a bowl full of oatmeal that smelled like something died in there ) to Sister Mary Eunice’s form waiting by the door —— purity in the flesh, too wonderfully good for the world’s horrors threatening to swallow them both. “She said no food for the inverted. Goddammit, woman — Jude will flip her shit if the wrong person finds this here, you know that.” Whispering loud enough for her voice to rise above the neighbor’s insane babbling, Lana flung both legs off the creaking bed and nearly cringed as her bare feet met cold cement. “I will pin this on you, Sister.”}

_{@diiedloved liked the starter call.} 

_{“We have been sitting here for ——” Lana interrupted herself to consult the time on her wristwatch, golden with embedded diamonds all around the edge. Fame came with a price and it was only fair for a woman to pamper herself, wasn’t it? “Thirty minutes on the dot and I still don’t understand what it is you want from me. I’m sorry sweetheart… but not even I can get mommy dearest out of the madhouse, if that’s the place she needs to be at right now.”}

starter call!

_{LIKE this post for a starter from Lana Winters. Length will vary ( depending on how likely it is for our characters to interact ), so will my verses and the muse’s age.} 

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