Gregory

“bring the ax. i want this fucker dead.”

“Sorry baby, can’t die.”

#f u c j jksdfs his face #his f ace #done

“I brought pocky?”

“bring the ax. i want this fucker dead.”

“Sorry baby, can’t die.”

#im d y ing

“So listen babycakes, you are saying all the right words.”

“i wish for death”

#he is flipping you off #while being japanese gaywad #talent

❝ Some say that I'm a pompous creep - somehow I don't lose that much sleep. ❞ Chaos hums.

“Better a pompous creep than a pathetic one,” Rexuin replies with a shrug. “Unless you’re both, of course.”

#Chaos RPs #house-of-crane

“I don’t believe I am the second one, though I cannot be sure..” he muses, tapping his lips thoughtfully.

gnarledchildren:

“Excuse me, fuckface?”

“You’re gross nasty.”

#Chaos Comments #the awful thing he is

“So listen babycakes, you are saying all the right words.”

“Chaos is…”

“A nasty ass bitch.”

#I don't know why I feel the need to sum him up as such

“Excuse me, fuckface?”

#Chaos Comments

Chaos: so listen babe

Literally any sensible person: *walks past*

Chaos: kay rude

"Moo."

(assuming this is for the kiss meme) Isabelle giggles and stands on tiptoe to kiss the man’s cheek.

“I-I u-h-I don’t do heights kid.. I was on a plane - once.”

She waves one hand about, dismissing that as an excuse. “Helicopters are compeltely different. Just pretend you’re James Bond and you’ll be fine up there.”

“..Who’s James Bond?” He mumbles, arching his brows at her in soft confusion.

“It’s great to finally meet you in person.”

Isabelle looked up with an uncertain smile at the person staring down at her. “Have we met otherwise?” she asks a bit slowly, wondering how quickly she could reach the knife in her stocking should it prove necessary.

“Yeah, I haven’t ate for four months, so this’ll definitely fill me up.” He licks his fangs off and places the second eyeball in his mouth.

Isabelle raises one eyebrow, but the dietary habits of someone who ate eyeballs were a mystery to her after all. “Alright, let me know if you change your mind.”

He follows closely after her, finishing the eyeball and smearing the blood off his chin. “So what we doin’ now, kiddo?”

“It’s great to finally meet you in person.”

Isabelle looked up with an uncertain smile at the person staring down at her. “Have we met otherwise?” she asks a bit slowly, wondering how quickly she could reach the knife in her stocking should it prove necessary.

“..Damn, kid.” He mumbles, glancing at the bloody eyeballs in his hands. “Remind me not to piss you off.” He slips one of the eyes into his mouth like a noodle and bites down on it, the blood pooling down his chin, coating his gnarled fangs. Disgusting.

She grins wickedly at him, then glances with mild disgust at the horrified cooks and Tamara, who has seemingly fainted. “Come on, let’s go somewhere else. Those going to be enough to fill you up?”

“Yeah, I haven’t ate for four months, so this’ll definitely fill me up.” He licks his fangs off and places the second eyeball in his mouth.

"Moo."

(assuming this is for the kiss meme) Isabelle giggles and stands on tiptoe to kiss the man’s cheek.

Ev blinks in surprise and rubs his cheek off in an act of disgust, embarrassed and red. “What was that for??”

Isabelle shrugs, still grinning up at him as she stands normally again. “Just because. Come on, there’s something I’ve been dying to show you. Ever been on a helicopter before?”

#Ev RPs #house-of-crane #omg yes drag him in a plane

“I-I u-h-I don’t do heights kid.. I was on a plane - once.”

“It’s great to finally meet you in person.”

Isabelle looked up with an uncertain smile at the person staring down at her. “Have we met otherwise?” she asks a bit slowly, wondering how quickly she could reach the knife in her stocking should it prove necessary.

Evil looks at the woman slowly, glances at her eyes, the fear in them. It makes his stomach growl.

Isabelle smiles slightly as she picks up an ice cream scoop and takes it to each of the woman’s eye sockets in turn. The woman is too battered by now even to scream as her eyes pop out with a sickening sound, dangling from her face. Isabelle snips them off with kitchen shears and hands them to Evil.

“..Damn, kid.” He mumbles, glancing at the bloody eyeballs in his hands. “Remind me not to piss you off.” He slips one of the eyes into his mouth like a noodle and bites down on it, the blood pooling down his chin, coating his gnarled fangs. Disgusting.

#this song is really suiting to Ev #repost #Ev art

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rCXKVwcQVek

"Moo."

(assuming this is for the kiss meme) Isabelle giggles and stands on tiptoe to kiss the man’s cheek.

#omg #it wasn't it was just a random starter i chose #but #it works #pfft #chose/made up starter

Ev blinks in surprise and rubs his cheek off in an act of disgust, embarrassed and red. “What was that for??”

#Evil #Evil art #Gnarled Veteran

“It’s great to finally meet you in person.”

Isabelle looked up with an uncertain smile at the person staring down at her. “Have we met otherwise?” she asks a bit slowly, wondering how quickly she could reach the knife in her stocking should it prove necessary.

“..Wait a second kid, we don’t gotta kill someone of your uh.….workplace.. slash house thing?” He mumbled uncertainly.

“My house,” she corrects him as Tamara approaches fearfully. “I live here. And blinding someone doesn’t mean killing them, although if she winds up not being useful that’ll probably happen too.”

Evil looks at the woman slowly, glances at her eyes, the fear in them. It makes his stomach growl.