Cyvus is laid out on the roof, humming to himself as he sunbathes
Lilac is hunting, and thats all she seems to do nowadays
Domino is messing with Antonio, having him sat in her lap in a recliner in the Aspen Cafe, constantly 'Dying' and coming back to life, having the time of her 670th-ish life.
Merabelle is walking around, crunching on the bones of what used to be a person.
Clem is assisting her in his fully cheetah form, pouncing on anything he finds, going for quick efficient kills.
Antonio has gotten used to it by this point, and now just kisses her until she comes back to life every time, quickly trying to maintain the facade he still is shocked by it, but bad at it.
She grabs him again and throws him into the dirt "Don't try that or I'll make good on hunting you."
He stays where he is, a coward till the end. Sparrow sighs "Don't worry 'bout him, he's always been this way, an' he ain't likely to change. I'll talk to 'em." He picks Grimes up by his collar, beginning to walk into the woods "Give me a few minutes."
She nods and begins to start a bonfire.
After a few minutes, Sparrow comes back, Grimes doesn't. Blood stains Sparrow's clothes as he sits next to the bonfire, lighting himself a cigarette and offering her one.
She takes it and takes a drag "Not good?"
“He ain’t know nothin’ we didn’t. It’ll be fine though.” He blows smoke rings, his eyes tired “I don’t know what I’m gon do with those two.”
She grabs him again and throws him into the dirt "Don't try that or I'll make good on hunting you."
He stays where he is, a coward till the end. Sparrow sighs "Don't worry 'bout him, he's always been this way, an' he ain't likely to change. I'll talk to 'em." He picks Grimes up by his collar, beginning to walk into the woods "Give me a few minutes."
She nods and begins to start a bonfire.
After a few minutes, Sparrow comes back, Grimes doesn't. Blood stains Sparrow's clothes as he sits next to the bonfire, lighting himself a cigarette and offering her one.
She takes it and takes a drag "Not good?"
“He ain’t know nothin’ we didn’t. It’ll be fine though.” He blows smoke rings, his eyes tired “I don’t know what I’m gon do with those two.”
*Wendi?*
"I'm burning them on a funny wooden stake, that's my plan at least." She grins "Maybe harvest their organs."
Cyvus is laid out on the roof, humming to himself as he sunbathes
Lilac is hunting, and thats all she seems to do nowadays
Domino is messing with Antonio, having him sat in her lap in a recliner in the Aspen Cafe, constantly 'Dying' and coming back to life, having the time of her 670th-ish life.
Merabelle is walking around, crunching on the bones of what used to be a person.
Clem is assisting her in his fully cheetah form, pouncing on anything he finds, going for quick efficient kills.
Antonio has gotten used to it by this point, and now just kisses her until she comes back to life every time, quickly trying to maintain the facade he still is shocked by it, but bad at it.
He hears the crunches, and sits up, calling out to her. "Hello again!" He says, smiling.
She stops to eat anything she kills, ravenous, insatiable.
She has her fill, snickering as she holds his head, stopping the fun.
She looks up to him, waving each finger individually with a soft smile “Hello there sweetheart. Good to see ya again.”
He drags his own kills to her, not very hungry himself, though doing all this goes take a lot out of him.
Antonio lays in her lap, lightning jumping from in between his fingers, smelling like her.
*Guys .. I got random bruises. In conclusion, there is a demon in my house.*
(I always blame my cat lol)
*It's the demon or my cat decided to throw hands with my knee.*
(both are likely)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
She grabs him again and throws him into the dirt "Don't try that or I'll make good on hunting you."
He stays where he is, a coward till the end. Sparrow sighs "Don't worry 'bout him, he's always been this way, an' he ain't likely to change. I'll talk to 'em." He picks Grimes up by his collar, beginning to walk into the woods "Give me a few minutes."
She nods and begins to start a bonfire.
After a few minutes, Sparrow comes back, Grimes doesn't. Blood stains Sparrow's clothes as he sits next to the bonfire, lighting himself a cigarette and offering her one.
She takes it and takes a drag "Not good?"
“He ain’t know nothin’ we didn’t. It’ll be fine though.” He blows smoke rings, his eyes tired “I don’t know what I’m gon do with those two.”
*Wendi?*
"I'm burning them on a funny wooden stake, that's my plan at least." She grins "Maybe harvest their organs."
He smiles, wrapping an arm around her shoulder “An’ there’s the woman I love, though I wouldn’t want two dead sisters.”
She grabs him again and throws him into the dirt "Don't try that or I'll make good on hunting you."
He stays where he is, a coward till the end. Sparrow sighs "Don't worry 'bout him, he's always been this way, an' he ain't likely to change. I'll talk to 'em." He picks Grimes up by his collar, beginning to walk into the woods "Give me a few minutes."
She nods and begins to start a bonfire.
After a few minutes, Sparrow comes back, Grimes doesn't. Blood stains Sparrow's clothes as he sits next to the bonfire, lighting himself a cigarette and offering her one.
She takes it and takes a drag "Not good?"
“He ain’t know nothin’ we didn’t. It’ll be fine though.” He blows smoke rings, his eyes tired “I don’t know what I’m gon do with those two.”
*Wendi?*
"I'm burning them on a funny wooden stake, that's my plan at least." She grins "Maybe harvest their organs."
He smiles, wrapping an arm around her shoulder “An’ there’s the woman I love, though I wouldn’t want two dead sisters.”
She sighs "Fine... I will not harm them." She raises her hands.
*do I cause chaos now or later. Pick, it could be your luck or doom.*
*Oh I love chaos, is there a chaos always option?*
The sound of footsteps fills the foresta ling with pixel-like 8-bit music coming from a Gameboy. A man, or at least it looks like a man, walks down the hill towards the tavern, the very device in hand. His entire color palette can be described as blue. He has blue toned skin with bright yellow eyes, the pupils are shaped like an X and ∆. He wears a black beanie over his head with the 'Umberella Corporation' logo on it as well as an oversized blue hoodie with a graphic of a chicken on it. He doesn't seem to really care where he is going, seeming to just phase in and out of anything in his way including people.
She grabs him again and throws him into the dirt "Don't try that or I'll make good on hunting you."
He stays where he is, a coward till the end. Sparrow sighs "Don't worry 'bout him, he's always been this way, an' he ain't likely to change. I'll talk to 'em." He picks Grimes up by his collar, beginning to walk into the woods "Give me a few minutes."
She nods and begins to start a bonfire.
After a few minutes, Sparrow comes back, Grimes doesn't. Blood stains Sparrow's clothes as he sits next to the bonfire, lighting himself a cigarette and offering her one.
She takes it and takes a drag "Not good?"
“He ain’t know nothin’ we didn’t. It’ll be fine though.” He blows smoke rings, his eyes tired “I don’t know what I’m gon do with those two.”
*Wendi?*
"I'm burning them on a funny wooden stake, that's my plan at least." She grins "Maybe harvest their organs."
He smiles, wrapping an arm around her shoulder “An’ there’s the woman I love, though I wouldn’t want two dead sisters.”
She sighs "Fine... I will not harm them." She raises her hands.
“I didn’t say that, I said, dead sisters.” He says, taking another deep drag “Wanna get drunk?”
She grabs him again and throws him into the dirt "Don't try that or I'll make good on hunting you."
He stays where he is, a coward till the end. Sparrow sighs "Don't worry 'bout him, he's always been this way, an' he ain't likely to change. I'll talk to 'em." He picks Grimes up by his collar, beginning to walk into the woods "Give me a few minutes."
She nods and begins to start a bonfire.
After a few minutes, Sparrow comes back, Grimes doesn't. Blood stains Sparrow's clothes as he sits next to the bonfire, lighting himself a cigarette and offering her one.
She takes it and takes a drag "Not good?"
“He ain’t know nothin’ we didn’t. It’ll be fine though.” He blows smoke rings, his eyes tired “I don’t know what I’m gon do with those two.”
*Wendi?*
"I'm burning them on a funny wooden stake, that's my plan at least." She grins "Maybe harvest their organs."
He smiles, wrapping an arm around her shoulder “An’ there’s the woman I love, though I wouldn’t want two dead sisters.”
She sighs "Fine... I will not harm them." She raises her hands.
“I didn’t say that, I said, dead sisters.” He says, taking another deep drag “Wanna get drunk?”
*(Shakes you up)*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Merabelle is walking around, crunching on the bones of what used to be a person.
Clem is assisting her in his fully cheetah form, pouncing on anything he finds, going for quick efficient kills.
Antonio has gotten used to it by this point, and now just kisses her until she comes back to life every time, quickly trying to maintain the facade he still is shocked by it, but bad at it.
*Same thing happens to me all the time, cut’ll just appear and I don’t know how.*
*Wendi?*
"I'm burning them on a funny wooden stake, that's my plan at least." She grins "Maybe harvest their organs."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*do I cause chaos now or later. Pick, it could be your luck or doom.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She looks up to him, waving each finger individually with a soft smile “Hello there sweetheart. Good to see ya again.”
He drags his own kills to her, not very hungry himself, though doing all this goes take a lot out of him.
Antonio lays in her lap, lightning jumping from in between his fingers, smelling like her.
(both are likely)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Oh I love chaos, is there a chaos always option?*
He smiles, wrapping an arm around her shoulder “An’ there’s the woman I love, though I wouldn’t want two dead sisters.”
She sighs "Fine... I will not harm them." She raises her hands.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The sound of footsteps fills the foresta ling with pixel-like 8-bit music coming from a Gameboy. A man, or at least it looks like a man, walks down the hill towards the tavern, the very device in hand. His entire color palette can be described as blue. He has blue toned skin with bright yellow eyes, the pupils are shaped like an X and ∆. He wears a black beanie over his head with the 'Umberella Corporation' logo on it as well as an oversized blue hoodie with a graphic of a chicken on it. He doesn't seem to really care where he is going, seeming to just phase in and out of anything in his way including people.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“I didn’t say that, I said, dead sisters.” He says, taking another deep drag “Wanna get drunk?”
*Okie!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Yes please." She grins and follows him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘