♥ you're such a snake ♥

The name's Serafina. You don't need to go around calling me Virulence or anything. No need to get all fuckin' fancy now. But hey. If you wanna, who am I to stop you. Your choice. Just don't do something you'll regret, unless you want to find out why I'm called that. [indie oc blog.]

[prairiepow]

Snakes

[pappataci]

[Ser and Pete have decided to go back and stay with Shep and Shi until everything is okay again while Bean runs things back home. Pete has been busy taking the steel plates off of the windows to make the place a bit more welcoming, and they've both been cleaning out some of the spare rooms and doing a bit of remodeling, since, well, these rooms are tiny. Hardly suitable for any sort of mutant. It doesn't take them long at all, because Magic. Ser leaves an entire massive tray of lasagna in the cafeteria, and has also told Bean to tell TT to get his ass over here when he shows up. Hopefully he can help some.]

[flygex-eatin-on-softies]

I found this terrifying goblin…..

[dragocornicopia]

Hey, remember when I posted about my tokay eggs?

[jojobird-deactivated20170412]

What’s with all the tokays on my dash tonight?? You guys are killin me with tokay cuteness!

[reptilesrevolution]

1. Common Basilisk - Basiliscus basiliscus 2. Red-headed Basilisk - Basiliscus galeritus 3. Green Basilisk - Basiliscus plumifrons 4. Striped-Brown - Basiliscus vittatus

[fuckyeahballpythons]

[stoplighthelminth]

[She doesn’t take much of a moment to chase after it, the second he makes a move, she charges after it with teeth and claws. Unfortunately, they’re already through the damn window by the time they get to it. She snarls, peering through the broken glass and accidentally scratching up her hands carelessly.]

[She’s got half the mind to pursue it, beginning to climb out the window with her sticky pads clinging to the outer wall, but she stops for a moment. Her chest and clothes are getting torn by the glass shards, but she ignores it. What she’s more concerned about the fact that this is all in a broken time loop. Surely, the entirety of Manhattan isn’t wrapped up in this. How far can her quarry go? Instead, she opts to watch, following it with her blood-shot, red eyes.]

[pappataci]

[It doesn't take long before the Bar Crew shows back up. Someone whistles, probably looking at the blood on the floor. Bean walks over to the sill, and sticks his head out the window, looking down at her.]

"Uh, Masami, right? Pete told me your name. Hey, Masami, you look a bit, uh, scored. C'mon inside and I'll fix you back up, alright? That's my job, after all."

[Theres a muffled, sort of incredulous "hoooo-ly shit" from inside, probably as Ser picks up the piece of Three's face Masami ripped off.]

[pappataci]

Reset's in two hours, and nobody stuck in the loop here can permadie, or even remember it was here in the first place.  It really can't do any damage to any of us here that won't be fixed then. If you want to come and talk to any of us about this nonsense, that's fine. Shit's real hairy and we get that.

We can't touch it. It's too much of a biohazard for us to handle, but it's only hot to anyone with super-advanced regen systems. You're in the clear to beat it up whenever, kid.

I think it's a little smarter for you to leave it the fuck alone at least until The Bleed starts. Play it safe, you know? Of course, if you feel like knocking it a good one, go for it. Remember: nonfatal wound with the spear. 

Kick its lecherous ass for me if you get the chance, alright?

[chaetae-blog]

[What’s she just standing around for? It thought there was gonna be a fight. It raises an eyebrow, putting its hand on its hip.]

"WHAT’S THE MATTER, SWEEEETIE? CAT GOT YOUR TONGUE?”

[It grins horribly, leaning on its spear.]

[pappataci]

"Nope."

[She almost hisses the word. She can hardly stand to utter another one. But, she didn't come here to chat. She snaps her finger, sending a little spark whizzing through the air. It almost laughs-]

CRACK.

[It jerks back violently as a bullet rips through its shoulder. It almost howls in surprise, clutching the spear with white knuckles and leaning on it as it staggers. The wound seems to fix itself awfully quick. It shouts about how ranged weapons are unfair, but nobody is left in the room to hear it. Ser and Pyotr have already vanished in fog and smoke.]

[They've done their job, and now, the waiting game begins.]

[chaetae-blog]

[Well, this sounds like a good time all around, doesn’t it?]

[It walks into the ballroom like it owns the place, grinning like the Cheshire cat. It looks almost like Shilog, but its hair is messy and tangled, like it hasn’t brushed in weeks. It has huge canines that stick out like fangs and several piercings, all of which look like they’re made out of bone. It isn’t wearing a shirt, but it does have a fairly huge gold necklace and a sort of cape thing made out of iridescent green-blue beetle wings. Its sort-of skirt, haphazardly stitched out of old robes, looks like it might sort of fall off, which nobody probably wants happening. Its hands are completely intact. It proudly brandishes the golden spear, twirling it as it trots in smugly. Its voice is loud and booming and awful, mostly because it’s constantly half-screaming.]

"RIGHT! HEARD THERE WAS A PARTY."

[pappataci]

[Ser is standing in the middle of the room, watching it wordlessly. Her arms are crossed, and if anyone who knows her saw how mad she was, they'd probably run screaming. Nobody fucks with her famiglia and lives to tell the god damn tale.]

[She just sort of stands there as it approaches. She's trying very hard not to get so angry that everything around her bursts into flame. Not yet, she tells herself. Not yet.]

[stoplighthelminth]

[Still might have been a mistake. They seem nearly doubled over, chest heaving roughly with each furious breath. Even the small, scaly spines along their back seem pricked up; and the way they bare their teeth makes them seem nearly monstrous. Snapping her head towards Bean, she snarls at him. Her tone is demanding, and she looks about ready to ignore him and continue on.]

"W-what is it…”

[pappataci]

[Oh, jeez. This is truly the look of someone who is out to rip some god damn dicks off. He silently thanks his lucky stars that he's immortal.]

"Right. I'll make this quick, I know you're in a hurry. Shi wasn't able to get Ser's germs into their bloodstream, so she's doing it herself. She's luring it to the ballroom right now, so if you wanna hightail it over there, be my guest. Just watch out if Pete hasn't gotten it yet, alright?"

[pappataci]

[Holy shit. Bean thinks, okay, maybe I should do something really fast before someone blows a gasket here.]

[He poofs to where Masami is in the most nonthreatening manner he can manage, because he sure as hell doesn't want to get in the way, which means sort of slowly poking his head out of a large cloud of mist.]

"Uh...hey? Excuse me for a second, I know this isn't a good time, but I gotta clue you in on something before you commence the dick-ripping, alright...?"

[pappataci]

Hey shithead, you must think you're so tough, huh?

Meet me in the ballroom for a little mono a mono. 

You have five minutes before I hunt your ass down and beat you my damn self.

Capisce, motherfucker?

[pappataci]

[Ser is standing at the food table, trying to get everything set up when Pyotr comes up next to her, a particularly grim look on his face.]

"It's here."

"Well, fuck. Figures, huh?"

"I don't think Shi managed to get it sick, Ser."

"Shit. Here, give me one of your bullets."

[He puts a hand into his coat pocket, and pulls one out for her. She takes it and grabs a napkin from the table. She kisses it, and immediately drops it into the napkin, handing it to him carefully.]

"Be careful with that. This virus is meant for it, not you. Don't touch it with your hands, even I can't kill those things once I make them. You got it?"

[He nods.]

"Good. The asshole won't see it coming. I'll try to get it in here. You know the drill."

[The both of them turn and walk away.]

[stoplighthelminth]

[He smiles a bit more now. He’s kinda still distressed, but he’s gotta do what keeps him going… Maybe… Maybe it won’t be so bad once things are adjusted… but the fact that there’s still going to be something in there that bothers him.]

"A-alright. Go for it, I guess. I hope this isn’t a strain on you in some way…"

[pappataci]

"Oh, it's nothing! Do not be worrying about us, friend. Now..."

[He squints, puts up a finger, and vvvvvvery slowly, moves it slightly to the left before putting it back down. ]

"There we go. Back where she was supposed to be. She shouldn't be bothering you anymore. And, the shed..."

[The patches of skin all just sort of fall off of him at once, and Pete smiles again, patting him on the shoulder.]

[sealedbeastnue]

this is my hole! it was made for me!

[pappataci]

Ser here. 

I figured you all needed outfits for tonight, since apparently none of you have nice clothes. They're in your rooms, so get changed and come down to the big ballroom, not the bar, for tonight's party.

See you there. :^)