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heY James has returned to this blog and Im gonna revive it now and reblog some memes--

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hoheitsvoll:

          “ … ” Winter takes a sip of her tea before nodding at the other Hunter. “ As long as you don’t say anything too ridiculous I think I can enjoy my tea in relative peace. ”

“Me? Ridiculous? Never,” Qrow snickered and took a seat across from her. He raised his legs for his feet to rest on the table, running a hand through his hair. “Well how about we just talk? You don’t have to always be on edge.”

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Mood: Qrow in that episode

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     ┊ ✎ where’s your brain? {( @espantacuervo​ ♥’d )}. ┊

      left, right, left, right. over tables, over chairs, under desks, hear overalls tear. his only company, the breath he tries to hold, regretfully woe stricken and wheezing painfully out from flaring nostrils. struck in the core of his body, screams, racking him, shaking him. he tremors. leaps over a fallen door, slips and falls face first into a cemetery of carnage. gotta keep going. no time for hesitation. no matter the rigid frozen faces of fear that pull him to the floor with their glassy gazes and gaping black maws. black, so black, a void with no end. the walls, the floor, the wreckage, all black tar. and when he rounds the corner, what does he expect to see but more of the darkness?

     however frigid the linoleum will be, his heart rises a fever pitch cacophony in his ears, thunder, lightning, bold flame. he’s shaking harder, all movements ceased under the watchful holes, heads cocked and curious following his movements. strung up, pitched on pikes. he’s entered a field of scarecrows. he’s the intruder here. but there is one pair of eyes, red-brown, careful. those eyes glisten in glee. waylon park just can’t catch a break.

     “d-don’t.”

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Now who was the next fly caught in his web? The Scarecrow couldn’t tell at first but he still enjoyed that same face of fear that appeared on any other person who entered. The lose of hope... It was a familiar emotion the Scarecrow had. Along with the look, the smell filled the air from the blood and gore that spilled. Did brains even have a smell too? He couldn’t tell. He just smelt the amazing aroma of his creations. If he could present the scarecrows he created in the public eye, he would do it in a heart beat. But he was smart. He knew that the people would just attack him for what he creates. How cruel of them...

He leaned on his cross and hopped off of it once the stranger entered. One eye grew wide as he studied the man’s movements. Would he run off soon? Would he fight? That was the kind of surprise he loved to find out. Though, with his quivering and quaking movements, he was not a fighter obviously. Oh how fun.

“’Don’t’...? Don’t do what..? I think you should... elaborate on what you mean. Try speaking up instead of being.. so vague.” A low chuckle left him. Dark and sinister, it was. It only added on to the cruel and nasty environment that surrounded the two.

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❅ @espantacuervo

          “ Qrow, can’t I enjoy my tea in peace for once without you feeling the need to drive me absolutely insane? ”

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“Oh I’m sorry, your highness. Can I not say a word to you now?” Qrow’s sarcasm trailed off his tongue and he huffed out now. “Enjoy yer tea, just let me speak for once, will ya?”

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It was an awful way to spend his day, of which Taiyang was sure. He had heard rumors about sinister things happening around the asylum, and what was Taiyang to do but check it out? Ah, that is why he was an idiot too. All it took was one creepy rumor and Taiyang was off on his way to see if it was true! 

And he was already regretting every decision he had ever made. This place reeked of decay and rotting things, things Taiyang was fairly sure he never wanted the answer for. His steps echoed through the building, steps that were fairly normal until he heard a loud squish between each one. Ugh, he felt like he was going to throw up with each step. Better safe then sorry, he turned on his flashlight only to see the brains and corpses litter the floor. Yeah, and that’s when Taiyang threw up on the floor. That’s when he turned to see a scarecrow up on a cross. He screamed loudly and quickly backed away from the cross, making his way back to the entrance and fast.

Well what a surprise. This guy was an absolute scaredy cat. He enjoyed a good chase around. When the man noticed Qrow on his cross, he knew he would be the only one alive in that room. The vomit remained on the floor and he leaped over it to chase him down. He slid around Taiyang and stood up tall, glaring down with wide eyes. He was able to stand in the entrance doorway just so he couldn’t escape.

“Where are you going? Are you just a coward with no brains? Maybe you do have brains.. I would love to see them..” He snickered and his arms wrapped around his own body, gripping tightly to himself. He was as skinny as a twig and his cheekbones were visible. He seemed to barely eat and his eyes were sunken. His red eyes were seemed to stab into Taiyang as he stared. It seemed like he really was a Scarecrow with how his features were.

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The dreams of the people 

                                           live on.

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                      ❝ And put your hands up, you lopsided bag of hay! ❞ 

                            Now that's getting personal, Lion.

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@sunrisefallenguise gets a bad noodle 

Not many people visited around the Scarecrow’s area. He took up a big diameter of a building of the asylum. There were bodies of ‘scarecrows’ surrounding the area. They used to be normal people. Living, breathing, thinking people. But he made that all stop too quickly. He imagined that if he took their last breath for himself and their brains, he would become more intelligent. His old brains were useless. More brains were much more for him. But as he imagined about what he could do with his brains, he heard footsteps. He perked up quickly and glared in the direction. Quickly and silently moving in the silence, he took his position on his cross. It was his own strategy, to pretend he was a corpse along with his horribly corrupted puppets.

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–listen to this small bird–

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@espantacuervo​​ ;

     okay, not that he DIDN’T mind corpses strewn about the tiled floors left && right or anything, but why did they have to be mutilated to the point of no return? whatever the murkoff bastards did to these patients fucked them up, perhaps worse than they already were. disgusting. miles could not wait to escape && get back home to a nice long shower. probably would have to burn these clothes. no way in hell these threads could be free of these stains. on that thought, he quickens his pace. the concept of warmth && comfort, of HOME, enticed him, as though a mirage had appeared before him. he could see his favorite couch before him, the one he sunk into after a long day of bullshit. the handle of his fridge, where a couple cans of beer resided.

     miles reached out towards the handle, but when it opens and gives way, the vision of his home was gone. it is replaced with yet more bodies, supported by pikes. optics were replaced with buttons, && the positioning was reminiscent of christ jesus himself. SCARECROWS. lungs compress, breath squeezed out in short spurts. raising his camera, he approaches a dead security guard, inspecting for details. cranial cavity is emptied out from the skull’s posterior. it was a wonder he didn’t faint right there, instead backing away from the horrific sight ( only to slip in brain material underneath his heel ). the fall pains his tailbone, && the journalist curses audibly. could this trip possibly get any worse?

       oh, OF COURSE it would. he vaguely realizes he was not alone. that was never good.

     “okay, just HUMOR me. you going to chase me or nah?”

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Now, to the Scarecrow, these were his creations. He gave them a new life of their own. They could scare off anything that tries to creep up on the Scarecrow himself... except obviously this fucker. He just seemed to be examining them. Sure they were nice little projects he did, but he wanted to scare him away. Not attract him. Luckily he was at first disguised as one of the scarecrows, leaning on a cross, shadows cast on his face to keep his facial expressions hidden. Oh if only Miles could see that grin that was creeping on his face.

When he spoke up, a low chuckle seemed to slip out of him and he got too excited. He leaped from his cross in excitement and appeared only inches in front of Miles. He sped to him in a matter of seconds and it seemed that really see what he was looking like was through that camera of his. 

One eye opened wide, examining over the man quickly. He could see in the darkness with ease since that was what he was living in constantly. He hated the light and kept away from it. He could step in it, sure, but he didn’t want to be noticed. 

“Chase ya? I dunno... Will you scream like all the others? Or will you let me take you and stuff you with straw?”

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Would you rather keep STRQ together or lead a shiny new team?

“Now lemme tell ya a few things,” Qrow inhaled his alcohol at first, eyes closing before he hunched over. His flask remained in his hand and he stared down the unknown stranger. “My team may have been filled with morons but they were mi familia. I would not replace them ever. If I were forced into a new team, it wouldn’t be the same. I wouldn’t feel at home like I was with my old team.”

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RWBY_STUDY_10

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“Right back atcha, good lookin’.” Cue heart emojis times 20.

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upqrow replied to your post: remind me to work on my outlast verse for qrow...

hE CA N PI C K MY BR AIN APA R T ANY D AY

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remind me to work on my outlast verse for qrow cause imma do an RP thread of it soon--

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