i'm going to fight the ocean

wwe smackdown

[beatophone-blog1]

“Having friends isn’t a…bad thing. It’s just not…for me.”

“Do you?”

[conlucatio-blog]

“Yeah. His name’s Copper. I had him growing up, but I don’t live with him anymore.”

[grandchariot-blog1]

“H-hello? C-could someone help me? I-I thought I could find some evidence or clues in the trashcans…” He’s stuck headfirst into one of the trashbins scattered about the boat, his legs moving frantically. Despite the grave situation, it was probably an odd change of pace for whoever happened upon him.

“P-please, s-someone help! I-I thought this was a good idea, but it backfired!”

[conlucatio-blog]

“I thought shit like this only happened in kid’s TV shows.”

[ Rhode grabs hold of his ankles and lifts him out of the garbage. ]

[beatophone-blog1]

this is ooc but i jsut want you all to know im in the physical same location as the bone stealer

[conlucatio-blog]

Have you ever seen the bone stealer and Luca in the same place at the same time? Think about it

[beatophone-blog1]

*nanalan with red eyes image*

[beatophone-blog1]

this is ooc but i jsut want you all to know im in the physical same location as the bone stealer

[conlucatio-blog]

Have you ever seen the bone stealer and Luca in the same place at the same time? Think about it

[beatophone-blog1]

“My talent is ‘necromancy’, not ‘making friends.’”

“Marigold is the only friend I’ve ever needed. Dogs can’t let you down, or make you feel bad, or hurt you. They’re more reliable in times of crisis. Don’t you think so?”

[conlucatio-blog]

“Fair enough, I guess. Even I’ve only had like, one friend. Handful of acquaintances, too. ... Y’know, I have a dog. Kinda.”

[beatophone-blog1]

“Companionship?”

[He was mostly just repeating the words for himself, rather than as a question. Again, Micah’s grip on Marigold’s leash tightens, though it’s out of nerves more than anything.]

“This might be the first time in my entire life that I’ve…not been disgusted at the prospect.”

[conlucatio-blog]

“Have you never had a friend before?”

[beatophone-blog1]

“I am…”

[He’s a little hesitant to accept the others offer, but…the idea of being alone right now terrified him more than anything else that could happen. Coughing softly into his arm, Micah nods.]

“If you’d like to…be my guest.”

[conlucatio-blog]

[ Rhode’s just as scared as Micah. Maybe not of dying, but of being accused of being the killer. He doesn’t want to be alone either, but can’t find Q. ]

“Yeah, I think I’d like that. Companionship.”

[beatophone-blog1]

“Rhode.”

[Micah wasn’t entirely sure if he was glad to see the other or not. It seemed as if everything had been thrown for a loop since the incident; and while he may not be good with others, he was relatively certain everyone else felt the same.

Sensing Micah’s tension, Marigold lets out a soft whine, returning his attention back to reality.]

“..Hello.”

[conlucatio-blog]

[ He’s not sure what to do. He scuffs the floor with his foot a little bit. ]

“... You getting something to eat? Mind if I come with? I, uh... I gotta protect you, right? Bodyguard ‘n all?”

[conlucatio-blog]

... I wonder if ghosts are real. Maybe Jupiter’s still kicking around the boat.

[beatophone-blog1]

listen im on mobile again,

[conlucatio-blog]

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[beatophone-blog1]

[He wasn’t sure how long he had been hiding in his room for. He wasn’t sure why any of this had happened. He wasn’t sure when it would be safe to come out. But he was sure of one thing;

Someone was absolutely, one-hundred percen-tly dead.]

..I knew it.

It was only a matter of time…

[Jupiter K…that was the person who Kaia had named specifically, both in her motive statement and her murder statement. It wasn’t a name he recognized outside of that, but it was chilling all the same.]

…We need to get something to eat.

[As much as he wanted to hide himself away forever, he was practically starving at this point. And he couldn’t leave Marigold to face that.

With a shaky breath, Micah tightens his hold on the dog’s leash and heads out the door. It was time to get this over with.]

[conlucatio-blog]

[ He had been leaning against the wall across the hallway from Jupiter’s room, staring intently at her door. He’s still not sure any of this is real. He’s so... confused. It seemed real before the death, but now that someone actually died, it doesn’t seem real anymore. He never thought someone would actually listen to Kaia’s motive. He struggles to keep calm looking, to keep up his facade, but now he’s scared. ]

[ He looks up when he hears a door click down the hall. He says the other’s name in greeting, then returns to staring at Jupiter’s door. ]

“Micah.”

[beatophone-blog1]

tomorrow ill write an open please

[conlucatio-blog]

[taps watch]

[conlucatio-blog]

dark google

show me the tity

[conlucatio-blog]

Update: I pray for the sweet release of death

[conlucatio-blog]

If you don’t follow my Twitter you don’t get the janitor jokes tbut that’s Grey, my oc who is a janitor

[beatophone-blog1]

Micah locked himself in his room ok

[conlucatio-blog]

*BREAKS DOWN THE DOOR* MICAH HOLY FUCK

[beatophone-blog1]

*xfiles voice* I want to leave

[jiswooce]

*zooms in* *zooms in again* *zooms in one more time* *highlights the tiniest triangle in the corner of Micah’s room* *illuminati eye appears on it while the X-Files theme plays*

[conlucatio-blog]

I REBLOGGED THIS TO THE WRONG BLOG I HATE MY LIFE

[conlucatio-blog]

okay this is the real starter i promsie. for real this time

Shit, man, I...  I didn’t think someone would actually do it. I didn’t think someone would actually kill somebody.

Wow. Wow wow wow. This doesn’t seem real anymore.