❝ Would you rather the alternative ? ❞ she hisses. The added pressure of the other’s biting remarks are certainly not needed right now. Tabitha takes a breath, gaze darting about, searching for their dropped weapon. You could never trust anyone to help you; the other’s presence was a hindrance but she had hardly shake her off now. ❝ I’ll try to grab the gun. Stay here and stay quiet. ❞
❛ no !❜one word slightly clipped the blonde sighs , finally registering the danger the pair are in . azure eyes glance from her surroundings to the brunette next to her , in some ways laurie wished that she was as confident as the other & more confident . sighing defeatedly she softly nods ❛ okay … just , STAY SAFE !❜
❛ what are your strengths ? ❜ everyone does their part around here, everyone has to help with something. whether it be domestic chores, or the hands on stuff. every little thing counted in this world. but with all newcomers, carol needed to assess where they fit in best. watch duty, fence duty, maybe with her in the kitchen. she wouldn’t know until she knew what the other was capable of.
frown in place her thoughts running a mile of a minute , once azure orbs full of light & brightness now dull & lifeless continuously stare at the dirt covered ground before her . how she’s made it this far she’ll never know , she always considered herself weak - relying on others . turning her attention towards the older woman expression still sullen she sighs ,❛ honestly ,❜ she mumbles almost horrifically , ❛ i’m not very good at ANYTHING!❜ words whispered & frown deepening , the realisation of not being good enough dawns on her & the fear of being left to fend for herself creeps within her , anxiety pooling at the pit of her stomach .
❝ I realise I’m meant to be the adult in this situation but I have no fucking idea, okay ? ❞ Her words are likely too cutting and loud for the situation, betraying the stress seizing her. ❝ Stay quiet and try not to die. ❞
stoic to panicked true - blue orbs widen at the others words , every lick of confidence in her gone .❛ trynot to die …❜ she mumbles almost horrifically , ❛ are you FUCKING kidding me?❜ words whispered & frown following her head shakes disapprovingly . what in gods name have they gotten themselves into ?
Becca shrugged like it truly didn’t hurt. And maybe it doesn’t, anymore. She either learns to be pragmatic about her heartache or she will sink. And she has no time for that. She has exams to pass, trainings to enjoy, a whole life to live. “Won’t be the first time a boy dates a girl he doesn’t care about. Won’t be the last time, either.” She only regretted telling him all about her family and her past. People assumed she LIED. She didn’t. But it’s not like they are willing to believe her, anymore.
an apologetic expression & hand softly resting on the others shoulder comfortingly , the blonde listens intently to the other . she felt bad for her & desperately wanted to cheer the girl up; ensure her that the guy was a complete and utter tosser .❛ trust me , boys are arseholes & they certainly don’t deserve you , you are far too good for them & they clearly don’t know what they’re missing .❜
❛ ❛ BOYS ARE ONLY GOOD FOR ONE THING. ❜ ❜each word wasemphasizedby exaggerated movements of the nail - file in hand, storm - infused orbsunashamedlyflicker towards a few of thegenderin question, before turning herattentionback to the female---a kind ofdangerouscurl torubiedlips.❛ ❛---&it’scertainlynot for theirconversationalskills.❜ ❜
listening to the other almost comically a snicker follows after the others words , grin widening ever so slightly as she nods in silent agreement ❛ in my opinion - - - boys are stupid!❜ she voices , settling herself back into the cheap plastic chair that she has been occupying for some time now ; spending most of it bitching & complaining .❛ but you do make a good point though . . . so i do have to agree with you on this one .❜
⠀FULL NAME: Laurie Victoria Armstrong ⠀NICKNAME(S): Laur, Whorie Laurie, that Irish girl ⠀PLACE OF BIRTH: Belfast, Northern Ireland ⠀DATE OF BIRTH: April 23rd ⠀AGE: Verse dependent ⠀GENDER: Cis, Female ⠀SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Pansexual ⠀SPECIES: Human ⠀RELIGION: Protestant NATIONALITY: British ⠀PLACE OF RESIDENCE: Hawkins, Indiana ⠀SPOKEN LANGUAGES: English ⠀OCCUPATION: Student at Hawkins High School
APPEARANCE.
⠀FACECLAIM: Hermione Corfield ⠀HEIGHT: 5'7⠀⠀/⠀⠀5'10⠀with heels on. ⠀HAIR COLOUR: Long locks of essences of summer, a goddess of the sun. Golden hair draped down softly curling along the ends. Usually left to it's own and can sometimes be seen in a high pony during warm days. ⠀EYE COLOUR: Large, true blue shades that's complemented by naturally long, thick, dark lashes. ⠀BODY BUILD: Slender, athletic.
FAMILY.
⠀MOTHER: Hannah Margaret Armstrong (nee Ferguson) ⠀STATUS: Alive
⠀FATHER: Mark Andrew Armstrong ⠀STATUS: Alive
⠀SISTER: James Noel Armstrong ⠀STATUS:: Alive.
PERSONALITY:
⠀LIKES: Food, naps, quiet, the odd alcoholic beverage, listening to music, photography, polaroids, reading, poetry, writing, fashion, jazz, cigarettes, taking a ride on her bicycle, dogs, makeup, lipstick, autumn, mustard and maroon colour.
⠀DISLIKES: Violence, death.
⠀CHARACTER: Loyal, determined, stubborn, brattish, prone to feelings of loneliness, vibrant.
FULL BIOGRAPHY.
FULL BIO COMING SOON.
FAMILY HISTORY.
COMING SOON.
stories
MAIN.
AU.
GROUP.
TBD.
TBA
TBA
TBA.
REGULATIONS.
⠀ 001. This is an independent roleplay blog for Laurie, adapted from Netflix's STRANGER THINGS franchise. My portrayal is headcanon based as there isn't much known about the ex-girlfriend of Steve Harrington.
⠀ 002. I am in no way affiliated with the character, the faceclaim, the writer/creators of this little cherub. However, her portrayal & everything else is strictly my own, so please don't steal & claim as your own.
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⠀ 004. I have the right to unfollow anyone. However, with that being said, I tend to unfollow those who've been inactive for 3 weeks or longer & no hiatus notice has been posted or if you're the type of person who sends hate, posts anything racist, sexist etc, etc, etc.
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⠀ 008.Triggering content will most likely be present on this blog, whether it be drugs, violence, weapans, death etc, it'll all be tagged accordingly & appropriately.
BIG POTATO / MUN SHIT.
⠀ 009. Hello, the mun goes by Poppy (she/her/they/them) & I am 21 years old. I'm a history nerd, I have a facination with Band of Brothers, obsessed with Frank Sinatra and I love Star Wars.
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BELLE OF BELFAST . tell me ma' when i go home, the boys won't leave the girls alone.⠀they pulled my hair, they stole my comb, but that's alright '⠀till ⠀i ⠀go ⠀home⠀.