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@definitely-not-roaches
HeLlOo aM DEfinIteLy NoT roAcHEs in TreNcH cOAt, aM rEaL PErsoN, neEd PAy tAxes. LIve wItH thE GreASy MAnN aT APaRtmENt 3³, WE pAy ReNT To hiM, LiKE noRmAl PeRSoN.
wE HaD aN IDeA! Go 2 APArtMeNt 34 fOr sNoW! cuS WE cAN't go OuTsIDe!
' When will I get my flip phone back??
- @voiceinthewall
... wHO DO wE HaVE 2 kiLl To KEeP it?
why is this freak following me 💔🥀
wE lIKE PEopLE WaTChinG!
hAmPtEr!
Do u like waffles
INdeeD!
Morton's back, this time with a Bag Of Chips in one of his four hands. He was one and they were many, but they were a lot smaller than he was and while they could scavenge well, there was no doubt they had to work hard filling so many bellies. "Consider this.... ehhh, a token of alliance between us as kin. If any of you happen to stumble across any little trinkets, interesting little doo-dads, ehhh... I would not mind if you brought them my way." Others would rightfully call this out as a bribe, but truthfully Morton was always happy to spare a bag of snacks or two for Roaches. He crouches down, opening the bag so that the swarm can devour the contents within. Seems that this bag is chicken-flavoured! @fidgetcricket
[The quickly consume all of the chips.]
THanK U cRIckeT!!!
[They extend a roach line and hand you a baseball hat with a functioning eye where a logo would go.]
H-Hello?
Uhm... So...
Wh-what's your deal?
NO PRESSURE!
Just uh... You're a bunch of b-bugs.
Not judging! I uh... I'm a spider thing...?
...Mind if I snap a pic...?
@shutterbug256
SHoRe! aND wE MaKE PEOplE eiThEr wANt US deaD Or tHEY BeCOmE FRiEnD!!!
It's time for a meeting bug-to-bug. Well, bugs in roaches' case, not that it mattered to Morton who was happily showing his latest finds to the swarming masses within the trenchcoat. Today his collection featured empty soda bottles, one or two of which still had a little soda bubbling at the bottom. "Roaches, I've been wondering. Are you truly happy as, ehhh. A normal person? This paying of taxes... I find it to be most, ehhhh... overrated." Bugs did not pay taxes. Roaches however, did, and it baffled Morton though he supposed his own behaviour could be considered just as strange to the other. @fidgetcricket
wE r VErY HAPpy, THoUgh taXes ARe aNnoYINg. U caN'T b UNhaPPy wHEn yOu cAN DO thIS!
[Roaches waddle over to a window. Then, open it before chucking a firebomb outside. The screams of what can only be a horribly mangled Cursed can be heard. The roaches then shut the window and give you a thumbs up.]
gONnA sTARt MIcrO DosinG RoACh KiLlEr sO WE r UNsTOpaBLe!!!!
Aren't you like 5 days old? Like you only came to life when the apocalypse started.
I used to be human you do realize that right?
Ooc- I'm not sure if you like doing your own AU or something but uhhh
He is just a mushroom.
You should fight roaches next, last I checked he was in the laundry room
Im not fighting Bugs that’s boring
wE WIll eaT YOuR kIdneYs IF u CALL us BOrinG agIaN!
You did a little bit more than just a “fuck up”
We DId nOT KnOW thaT WOulD HAPpeN! we JUst wANteD 2 sCAre!!!
*a can is shot into your room*
Hey roaches is hurting squid wanna help me fuck him up?
@vending-machine-named-audrey
They’re WHAT?!
And why SQUID of all people?
Well, I guess we’re gonna be some damn exterminators, Audrey.
I’ll get Chill Touch loaded up- maybe some of Monty’s specials too.
@vending-machine-named-audrey
*you head outside your room and see roaches ( @definitely-not-roaches ) on top of Audrey’s head and her spinning around trying to shake them off*
The door to Sam's room opens with a godawful slam, it's a surprise that the wall behind it, or the door, doesn't break. Xaria stomps out in all of her fuming glory, her cheeks visibly warm from anger.
"YOU GODDAMN PESTS!"
She immediately crushes a handful under her army boot with a STOMP, and raises her paintball gun to carefully aim at a group of them.
"You guys messed with the WRONG FUCKING MOLLUSC!"
She fires a paintball directly at a group of them, and as it collides with them, it's clear the paintballs have an extra, burning kick, this time.
OH nO!... OuR TreNch CoAT!!!
[The roaches had ducked into the trench coat when shot. They seem more distressed about the paint on the trench coat than getting shot at. They take off their trench coat, and underneath is a huge mound of roaches crawling on top of each other (naked?). They then hop off Audrey and book it out the room presumably to the washer room.]
( @vending-machine-named-audrey )
“Good FUCKING RIDDANCE!”
Xaria takes one of the gas bombs Shadow gave her earlier, and chucks it out into the hallway with Roaches.
( @vending-machine-named-audrey )
*a can drops out*
There are at least 5 children in this apartment and all of them are more well-behaved and mature then roaches somehow
*on the back*
We should go check in on squid
Xaria feels the can roll to her boot, and tap against it, breaking her out of her enraged state. She picks it up and reads the writing carefully, then nods in agreement.
“Yeah… You’re right…”
She looks around the apartment briefly, thinks for a moment, then comes to the realization that they’re probably in the bathroom.
Setting Chill Touch down on the couch, she goes to the door and presses an ear to it, hearing the soft sobbing from inside.
It makes her heart drop, but to hell if she’d admit that.
She, surprisingly gently, knocks on the door…
“Hey… You hangin’ in there Squiddo?”
She cringes slightly at the stupid nickname, but she was never good at comforting.
“I think Audrey and I kinda scared the roaches off…”
( @t3nt4c00l )
[They're definitely in there - judging by the sounds of clutter being moved around, cabinets and drawers being opened and closed and mumbles in a language you don't recognize or understand. But even if they could hear you, they don't reply.]
[The most concerning part is the smell - Thick, coppery. Even through the door, it's unmistakable.]
[Blood.]
Ooc- HOLY SHIT! ROACHES JUST WANTED TO BE AN ASS FOR A MOMENT! THEY CANT "I'm just a little guy" OUT OF THIS! (Maybe)
I mean, I wasn't just gonna stand here and let everyone else deal with the crisis. And I like helping out. And I seem to be one of the only people here who can enter and exit this apartment easily. And I like you guys and don't wanna see you all slowly get killed/taken over by weird mushroom things. So, y'know. I'll do what I can.
I'll get some stuff from my apartment, then. What would you think... gloves, a few buckets, sponges, maybe a mop or two?
-Olive
Unrelated but I love how visceral Memorial's answer to the roaches was. Probably the most raw emotion I've seen out of them yet.
I mean, there's certainly a lot of other messed up things going on, I'm just a bit caught off-guard you choose the guarded-off war-zone to help out in, yeah?...
...Yeah, that'd be pretty nice. Thank you. Not to rush you, but I don't want this spreading more than it already has...
R u SUre yOU DOn'T waNt uS 2 HelP? we CAn sTop tHe SPreaDinG 4 YoU!
...um. How. Exactly would you... do that?
I mean, I wasn't just gonna stand here and let everyone else deal with the crisis. And I like helping out. And I seem to be one of the only people here who can enter and exit this apartment easily. And I like you guys and don't wanna see you all slowly get killed/taken over by weird mushroom things. So, y'know. I'll do what I can.
I'll get some stuff from my apartment, then. What would you think... gloves, a few buckets, sponges, maybe a mop or two?
-Olive
Unrelated but I love how visceral Memorial's answer to the roaches was. Probably the most raw emotion I've seen out of them yet.
I mean, there's certainly a lot of other messed up things going on, I'm just a bit caught off-guard you choose the guarded-off war-zone to help out in, yeah?...
...Yeah, that'd be pretty nice. Thank you. Not to rush you, but I don't want this spreading more than it already has...
R u SUre yOU DOn'T waNt uS 2 HelP? we CAn sTop tHe SPreaDinG 4 YoU!
U nEEd hElp GEttiNG rId OF moLD? we CAn hELp!
..........NO THANK YOU.
wE JusT WaNT 2 heLP!