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redskout:

“Oh—- Now you’re askin’ for it..!”

Fresh from the battlefield, having just been gunned down and respawned, there was evident confusion upon the Scout’s face. He was ready to run back out to the front, ready to shoot and dodge with his team, only to wake up from his stupor in the middle of… In the middle of some kinda… suburb? In a way, it reminded him of home, but there was hardly any reason for him to be there. He knew he hadn’t driven back, and he was so certain that he’d just been in the middle of a scrap with BLU’s medic, and—-

Shaking himself out of a daze, it seemed… like a bad idea to be waving around his nail-riddled bat and screaming in a neighborhood that looked this nice. Probably not the best. Still, he was more puzzled than usual. Did they win without him realizing? Were they still fighting over the intel now? His headset only gave him static, and his mind only gave him dead-end explanations.

So…. what the fuck lol.

she watched as several fleed, as wendy stared back at the simply insane man in front of her. it wasn’t something so unusual for wendy to witnessed. she was from south park, it was a normal thing for her. “are--are you okay?’’ she questioned, only taking it as he was clearly lost, or sick in a mental way.

#redskout

witchyrxse:

“honesty, watching these game pf thrones is the worst. it makes me want to kill someone, and not in the bad way. you know? like… in the sort of way of, ‘give me a sword and toss me in there! i could demolish the rest of them!’ girl power almost, right?”

“does it now? they say that all violence leads from things that we have seen or watched, or learned. i suppose in your case, it may be right with the statistics. i rarely share those anymore, but i know that i am one for game of thrones, it’s insane the amount of violence and sexual nature, but it’s loved dearly.’’

#witchyrxse #[i laugh bc of your fc and game of thrones refrence lol]

ofgreenushankas:

@piinkberet

“Wendy!” Called Kyle, as he rushed up to meet her. He hadn’t seen her in a small while, which wasn’t good. Especially since they were the only two from back home here. Not to mention they were friends! So of course he felt bad for not coming up to her. He stopped to catch his breath having near sprinted over.

“Sorry, so how’ve you been uh..there’s something I need your help with.” He asked.

new york was beyond different than south park, in more ways good than bad. new york although known for the rush and high pace life, was much calmer than south park. and here, wendy could make new friends. she hadn’t forgotten about kyle, he was always someone that she knew would stay in her life, and at times, she sided with kyle more than any of the other boys. ( although kyle and stan’s views were basically the same ). she was excited when kyle finally made his apperance again. “hit me with your best shot. what is it?’’ she asked loudly.

#ofgreenushankas

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Wendy Testaburger Aesthetic

#character aesthetic #waesthetic #caesthetic

ofgreenushankas:

“I can’t believe I’m saying this, and if he ever comes I will deny it, but I actually kind of miss Cartman, I’m glad everything’s the same though. Thanks.” He replies graciously with a small smile. Because at least now he knows everyone is ok, and their safe and things were how they usually were normally. Which was again, something to be grateful for. “ Oh, so here in the apartments we get our own roomate though I’ve never really met mine. It’s like being in college and living in dorms without the school part.”

she was taken back, hearing him hum the words of actually wanting to see the boy that declared everyone his enemy, the man who continued to believe that everyone was against him. “you’re sure you didn’t hit your head?’’ a giggle left wendy’s lips, as it roared louder among them. “i have always wanted to experience college, but i’d rather live with someone that i know i can tolerate.’’

#ofgreenushankas

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#south park rp #south park rpg #appless rp #appless rpg #cartoon rp

niceandboring:

✗ — H E A R I N Ghis name being mentioned in this strange city never truly got any easier; especially when it wasn’t Tweek. He glanced over to the familiar girl, his eyes rolling nonchalantly, he didn’t often talk to Wendy, but he respected her. When everyone else’s views weren’t popular, they would give up, but Wendy fought for her views, even when the world seemed against her. “Ugh, hey Wendy.” Craig grumbled, pushing his hands into the front pocket of his hoodie. He didn’t really know what to say to her, but a soft smile pulled at his lips. “It was yeah, my stupid ass phone won’t get service.” He shrugged. “It’s nice to see a familiar face.”

“don’t sound too happy to see me now.’’ wendy spoke back. her craig were never too close, but it didn’t mean they didn’t know many things about one another. wendy knew much about everyone, it was just something she was good at. “don’t bother, according to kyle, and well everyone, no one can get service, can’t leave either.’’ she shrugged. “i came here, and haven’t even been in contact with my family yet, they probably think i’m dead.’’ a slight disappointment fell into her throat. “it’s good to see you craig, have you seen anyone else?’’

#niceandboring

ofgreenushankas:

“ Thanks Wendy.” He said with a small smile. Even if she doesn’t believe him, not fully..her being here is enough. I means they both have a support system. He shivers lightly. It’s getting slightly cold, then again the air here is much different than back home. It can get chilly at home sure, but not as cold as it gets here Actually, speaking of back home.“ So um, how is everyone back home…Cartman and Kenny…and my mom and Ike, are they ok?”

wendy wanted to believe kyle, if there was anyone she was going to believe, it would be him. but growing up in such a small town, where things seemed to surprise you at every angle, wendy wanted to believe there was something different, that the world wasn’t so screwy. it wasn’t that she believe he was actually insane, it was the simple fact of her not wanting to think so. “did i hear you right? did you ask about cartman?’’ she cocked her brow, a smile formed against her lips. “come on now, are you sure you want to know about him?’’ she teased. “honestly, when i left, south park seemed the same, but maybe a bit more peaceful. i know garrison was rambling about some protest he was corrupting, but you know how that goes.’’ she laughed rolling her eyes.

#ofgreenushankas

niceandboring:

✗ — S I G H I N G frustratingly, the phone was thrown from his hands across the room. “I can’t get text to go through to anyone back home, Token, Butters, Clyde or even… Tweek. This place fucking sucks.” Craig grumbled, putting his middle finger up at the phone across the room. It was a stupid gesture, but it made him feel better. His whole family did it when they got angry.

it was strange being in new york. it was something of her choosing, but it was even more strange to run into people she knew, that she grew up with. she believed she needed to be here, to become the person she needed to be, yet it seemed her past was only coming back at her. he came into the corner of her eye, as she watched him from afar. “craig.’’ she whispered to herself, it was even more ridiculous that someone else from south park was here. ( she was trying to get away from that place. ) a smile formed on her lips for only a moment, as she started walking toward him. “hey loser, is that really necessary?’’ she teased.

#niceandboring

ofgreenushankas:

“ I’m not insane I mean….well I can’t prove it, so please trust me. This place is weird. And like you should talk, you’re just as sane as I am.” He replies saying that last part jokingly. Growing up in South Park most likely has given him some type of complex. Terrance used to say he had a “hero” complex though he’s not sure if that counts.

“if you say so, keep telling yourself that kyle.’’ wendy teased. they had been friends ever since she could remember, even before her take on stan marsh. wendy always wanted to be closer to kyle, but it seemed the boys and girls of south park always had some kind of rivalry all thru their young years. “i’m the most sane ever in south park. ‘’ she assured him, unsure if she really was, but she only believed she was. “i mean, i suppose i can try to believe you, but i’m not even sure.’’

#ofgreenushankas

lovinoss:

lovino smiled, “i live there. i’ve actually lived there my whole life.” not toally true, but that didn’t matter, for intents and purposes – he was as italian as it got. the man laughed, softly at her embarassment. it was cute, and he wondered if she had ever been treated like a lady before. it was almost sad to him, how people acted these days. no respect for treating women as they deserved. he was fully aware many women (most women) could take care of themselves, but dammit, they still deserved respect. and lovino was nothing if not a gentleman. he led her to a small, indie coffee shop, small, whole i the wall type place. “pick your poison.” he joked, smirking a bit.

she had never met someone so unique. ( wendy had come across many different people in south park, strange ones more than unique ) she was glad she had ran into him, stumbling over her own words, she hadn’t been so dumbfounded in as long as she could remember. she followed him towards the shop, admiring the moments she spent with him. she felt like she was some school girl, crushing on some older man, but this was so real. scanning the menu quickly. “just a caramel cappuccino.’’ she replied, ordering her drink.

#lovinoss

gcldenserena:

“oops! i’m sorry, can i buy you another basket? maybe cheese fries even? i’m sorry— i’m so hungry!”

“well now we have to wait for more fries, cheese fries do sound pretty good. have you had them here?’’

#gcldenserena

richagain:

‘ gross, AS IF. ( unlike you ) it isn’t my life goal to look like a DOMESTIC YAK. i threw them away. i was doing us BOTH a favor. see, i’m not forced to smell the reek of grease and salt, and whilst you are still one fry away from bloating into a before JENNY CRAIG ad; i, at least, do not have to witness it. ’

she stared back at the woman, holding back any temper that she may of created because of the situation. “well clearly you’re in the wrong damn place, you don’t go to some fast food joint, so you can taunt people on what the hell they are eating. you’re cruel.’’ wendy spat back.

#richagain

mcgicalbones:

“That’s still such a weird name.”