monster

HOW TO BE A MONSTER: 1: LEARN THE TASTE OF DIRT AND PAIN. 2: TEACH IT TO OTHERS TILL YOUR KNUCKLES BLEED. 3: SEE IF THAT MAKES IT EASIER TO BREATHE. 4: RINSE AND REPEAT. RINSE AND REPEAT. RINSE AND REPEAT. RINSE AND REPEAT. RINSE AND REPEAT. RINSE AND REPEAT. RINSE AND

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ofsurvivcng:

[ text → ✉ → Beatrice Zsasz ] ——  Color me shocked then. I had heard about you two leaving together again. I must have assumed wrong. My mistake.  [ text → ✉ → Beatrice Zsasz ] ——  Barton? [ text → ✉ → Beatrice Zsasz ] ——  Noted. [ text → ✉ → Beatrice Zsasz ] ——  That explains why he’s been texting me to ‘stay away’ from her at least. [ text → ✉ → Beatrice Zsasz ] ——  Jealousy doesn’t suit him.  

[ text // asshole ] news travels fast here. [ text // asshole ] it was a one time thing. it’s not like we’re back on. [ text // asshole ] doesn’t really suit her either. [ text // asshole ] but that could just be her face.

[ofsurvivcng]

[ text → ✉ → Beatrice Zsasz ] —— One time thing. Of course.

[ text → ✉ → Beatrice Zsasz ] —— Doesn't suit her? It sounds like you have information.

[ text → ✉ → Beatrice Zsasz ] —— It might just be her face, though. She's quite fond of scowls.

[ text → ✉ → Beatrice Zsasz ] —— Doesn't make her less attractive.

[danicllecage]

ofsurvivcng:

[ text → ✉ → Dani Cage ] —— But you didn’t lose my number. [ text → ✉ → Dani Cage ] —— I always keep numbers that are important. [ text → ✉ → Dani Cage ] —— Still. It’s a gift. You didn’t have to. I’m touched. [ text → ✉ → Dani Cage ] —— Breakfast with the counselor, I’m helping a student with their training… But it’s not too entirely busy. I can take time out for you. [ text → ✉ → Dani Cage ] —— Four? 

( dani stared at the phone, heart pounding. i always keep numbers that are important. her breathing grew shallow as she read it over again. just like always, he swept the ground from beneath her, destroying her capacity for rational thought. her next messages went out against her better judgment. )

[ text >> 🚫do not call🚫 ] – don’t speak too soon, you don’t even know what it is yet. [ text >> 🚫do not call🚫 ] – four’s good for me. where d’you have in mind? [ text >> 🚫do not call🚫 ] – we can grab a coffee or something, on me? birthday treat.

[ofsurvivcng]

[ text → ✉ → Dani Cage ] — I'm not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. A gift is a gift regardless of what it is.

[ text → ✉ → Dani Cage ] — Coffee sounds wonderful.

[ text → ✉ → Dani Cage ] — Especially if you're paying.

[ text → ✉ → Dani Cage ] — Consider it a date.

[ text → ✉ → Dani Cage ] — I'd like to catch up.

[insurgcnce-blog]

「 LAST FIVE TEXTS TO >> @ofsurvivcng​ . 」⋮

[ text >> ✉ >> SEBASTIAN WILSON ]: have you heard today’s tale of the drunken student who shattered through the glass doors on the second level? [ text >> ✉ >> SEBASTIAN WILSON ]: were you one of the unlucky few asked to cope with the situation? [ text >> ✉ >> SEBASTIAN WILSON ]: if so… [ text >> ✉ >> SEBASTIAN WILSON ]: do you have some pent up tension you wish to relieve? [ text >> ✉ >> SEBASTIAN WILSON ]: i will be in our usual spot, if you do.

[ofsurvivcng]

[ text → ✉ → Blake Hill ] —— Don't remind me. These last few hours have been a disaster.

[ text → ✉ → Blake Hill ] —— I never want to see a piece of glass or a piece of paper again.

[ text → ✉ → Blake Hill ] —— There's been so much paper work.

[ text → ✉ → Blake Hill ] —— Oh? You're offering?

[ text → ✉ → Blake Hill ] —— Well. I'm not one to refuse free offers.

[ text → ✉ → Blake Hill ] —— I'll be around shortly.

[ofsurvivcng]

[ text → ✉ → @zatanncs ] —— I suppose congratulations are in order. [ text → ✉ → Zatanna Zatara ] —— For both your birthday and the rumors I’ve heard about you and Professor Drew. [ text → ✉ → Zatanna Zatara ] —— And a little librarian who seems keen on you. [ text → ✉ → Zatanna Zatara ] —— Am I right to assume they’ll be the ones you’re celebrating with?

[ofsurvivcng]

zatanncs:

「﹠· • bash. 」⋮

[ text >> ✉ >> bash wilson ]: good evening, bash [ text >> ✉ >> bash wilson ]: there’s nothing to worry about [ text >> ✉ >> bash wilson ]: i can promise you won’t find anything of note on those tapes

[ text >> ✉ >> Zatanna Zatara ] –– Ah, I assumed I wouldn’t but I wanted to double check for your sake. [ text >> ✉ >> Zatanna Zatara ] –– I’m glad there’s nothing to worry about, then. [ text >> ✉ >> Zatanna Zatara ] –– If there ever is and you need my help you know where to find me.

[ofsurvivcng]

goodfortuned:

[ text → ✉ → SEBASTIAN WILSON ] - he knows about ava then does he? [ text → ✉ → SEBASTIAN WILSON ] - because it’s not true [ text → ✉ → SEBASTIAN WILSON ] - you’re just fooling everyone else

[ text → ✉ → Asher Dent ] —— I’m sure he does. [ text → ✉ → Asher Dent ] —— You think so little of everyone around us, Dent? [ text → ✉ → Asher Dent ] —— Even Ava knows I’m on the right track.  

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[ofsurvivcng]

goodfortuned:

[ text → ✉ → SEBASTIAN WILSON ] - i just want you as far out of my life as you can get [ text → ✉ → SEBASTIAN WILSON ] - ava’s an old friend bea knows that [ text → ✉ → SEBASTIAN WILSON ] - oh i know she can [ text → ✉ → SEBASTIAN WILSON ] - go ahead. i’ll tell her all about you [ text → ✉ → SEBASTIAN WILSON ] - just like i’ll tell lars [ text → ✉ → SEBASTIAN WILSON ] - fuck off

[ text → ✉ → Asher Dent ] —— Lars knows fully well what I do. [ text → ✉ → Asher Dent ] —— And everyone around here seems to be on the opinion I am a changed man, Dent, or trying to be. [ text → ✉ → Asher Dent ] —— I can’t see why you refuse to believe so. 

[ofsurvivcng]

@poppypcppet said:  “Are you lying?”

           “ what would i gain from lying to you, poppy? “ his voice is calm, nothing hidden in it. the truth was he lied often to nearly everyone about everything--- his sisters included. he was tasked with training them, taking care of them--- not being truthful to them.

[ofsurvivcng]

@ava-bartcn said:  "talk to me."

                he wasn’t going to let asher dent ruin all the hard work he had been putting into this woman. ( maybe part of this was because dent had told him to ‘stay away’. bash was far from the kind of person to listen to anyone--- especially when it came from DENT. ) he had put too much time and effort into getting the other to trust him--- was even looking into the police force to make his transition to ‘good’ believable. ( he was covering his tracks carefully. weaving believable half truths so if it came to light what he had been doing--- it would be hard for anyone to believe he had really done it. ) that line of thought had been why the man had come to ava’s apartment in the first place. he had hesitated in the doorway a moment, listening for others, but with no lance-queen within hearing he had crossed the threshold. the pictures on the coffee table confirmed what he already knew. “ you were lying to me, “ he starts slowly, after ava’s statement, eyes om the table. he drew them over to the brunette slowly, letting his lips pull together in a taut, line. he let hurt seep into his eyes, just a little. just enough. “ i don’t care about you ending our meet ups--- “ incorrect. “ but i don’t like being lied to, ava. “

[ofsurvivcng]

@dcadlydaisy said:  "just leave me alone."

           teenagers. surly. moody. sometimes hard to understand. at least that’s what all the writing said on them. bash, for the most part, thought he understood his siblings. they were easy to read generally. he had lived with them and helped train them for years now--- of course they would be easy to read. and then. yet. sometimes there would be days like this. “ i live here, “ his voice is stern though there’s not much concern to it, more aggravation than anything. “ so i’ll be staying here. you can sulk as much as you want, i don’t care. “

[ofsurvivcng]

ava-bartcn:

[ text >> ✉️ >> @ofsurvivcng ] —— glad ur not dead cause the lights went off or whatever.

[ text >> ✉️ >> bash the ass ] —— we’re gunna need to put a halt on our meet ups. hope ur not too ruined.

[ text >> ✉️ >> bash the ass ] —— u put anymore thought into a uniform like we talked about??

[ text → ✉ → Ava Barton ] ——  No, it would take a lot more than some lights going off to kill me. [ text → ✉ → Ava Barton ] ——  I’ve put some thought into it. It has seemed more appealing after this last incident. [ text → ✉ → Ava Barton ] ——  Going back to your middle message: I’m not heartbroken. Can I ask why? Get a date? You didn’t seem the type. No offense meant, Barton. 

( he’s not heartbroken. but there is a rage that flashes inside him as he reads the text. he knows why. fucking dent. if he could kill him without lars losing his shit he would. he’s staying civil for now, though, but he is heading towards ava’s apartment. he has no issue having this conversation in person. he knows it’d be much harder for her if they did. )

[ofsurvivcng]

energiies:

“ well, this ain’t ideal now, is it? ”  pascal sighs deeply, leaning back against the wall next to the person.  “ locked underground. that’s some people’s greatest fear. somethin’ about bein’ buried alive. ”  he shrugs.  “ i just kinda miss the sun ‘s all. and my sister, too. ”

                        “ being buried alive isn’t that bad, “ he taps his fingers against the wall as the teenager drones on next to him. he doesn’t remember starting up a conversation with him and yet--- here he is. talking. the lebeau child or something. “ i won’t stop you if you try to leave, “ bash says slowly, eyes rolling as he looks forward. “ otherwise you’ll just have to keep missing the sun. “

[ofsurvivcng]

@frostbitcs / event thread

              he would say he was a LUCKY man for crock’s programming to have naturally timed out before the blackout happened. LUCKIER even for her to be placed in his group. he would say that if he believed in luck--- and if it wasn’t for the fact the group also had EMMA FROST and the rogers child. he knew both of their powers well. making sure the frost didn’t probe where she wasn’t wanted would be troublesome. the rogers would be easier. threats could keep her at bay if she knew anything. there were also the two hulks, potential problems, the dane krys had already savaged--- and scattered others who were unknown variables. he couldn’t get cocky. couldn’t slip up. not this close. 

          still. 

           he couldn’t help but talk to her. it was far too tempting.

        “ careful of lynns, crock. “ he keeps nonchalance in his voice as he speaks, eyes not even on the blonde. “ her fire has a kick to it. don’t know how you’d fare against it. “ he finally lifted his eyes. hmed. “ this is like child’s play, isn’t it? small space. locked up. almost like home. “ his tone showed he meant for both of them--- but the phrasing was a deliberate choice to egg at her.

[ofsurvivcng]

sugvrspice:

“ WHAT do you want ? “ eyebrows raise as she reaches in the small bag and eats one of the chips. ( sidenote: she most definitely did break into the vending machine to get it. ) she had heard the footsteps long before she had said anything. she hated being cooped up in one small area , it reminded her TOO MUCH or her PAST with small areas. 

              “ unfortunately i’m one of the three in charge of you all while this is happening. “ he keeps his voice curt, eyebrows drawn down as he stares at the younger girl. beatrice’s ward. bellona. “ so i’m just making rounds. “ of course he’d end up in a group with both krys, types who could see through the veil of secrecy, and two of the four girls who he had... somewhat taken under his wing. “ i have to give the other two some reason to trust me. “ trust was important in situations like this. he gave none of the group he was stuck with any of his trust. but they should feel like they could trust him.

[ofsurvivcng]

@enygmcs said:  “Is that… a dead body?”

           “ don’t ask, don’t tell, nygma. “ the white tarp hastily thrown over the.... lump in his apartment doesn’t cover much. but still. “ stop standing with your mouth hanging open and close the door. “ 

[ofsurvivcng]

@dizsaszter said:  “I can’t believe I did this again.”

             “ -----you sure? it seems pretty believable to me. “ he’s lounging against the headboard, eyes on his phone, as he talks. he shifts his gaze over towards her after a moment, lips pursed in a way too smug half smirk.