ReesesAndBodyPieces

Side Blog to 0f2P0les. HABIT from EveryManHybrid muse. Dark themes and blood will be present. Proceed with caution.

[reesesandbodypieces]

RULES AND ABOUT

LISTEN UP CHUCKLEFUCKS, BECAUSE I’VE GOT SOME SHIT TO SAY! MY NAME IS HABIT, AND I EXPECT YOU TO SHUT UP AND LISTEN, BECAUSE THIS SHIT IS KIND OF IMPORTANT.

1. THIS AIN’T YOUR MOM AND POP SHOP. THERE’S GONNA BE BLOOD AND GORE AND ALL SORTS OF AWESOME SHIT. IF YOU CAN’T TAKE IT, GET THE FUCK OUT. THERE WILL BE HEAVY THEMES OF VIOLENCE, HOMICIDE, SELF HARM AND PRETTY MUCH ALL ABUSE YOU CAN THINK OF. 

2. I REFUSE TO WRITE SMUT WITH ANYONE UNDER 18. I KNOW I’M MANKIND’S BAD HABIT, BUT I’M NOT TRYING TO GET FUCKED OVER ANYMORE THAN I ALREADY AM. SMUT ISN’T LIKELY TO HAPPEN ANYWAY, AND WILL BE CARRIED OVER TO DICORD IF WE CLICK. DON’T COME HERE EXPECTING TO DIDDLE MY FIDDLE YOU HORNY BASTARDS.

3. MUN =/= MUSE. I’M A MONSTER, BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN THE ONE WRITING ME IS.

4. MULTI-SHIP, MULTI-VERSE. MUN LOVES TO SHIP, FUCKING WHORE.

5. I’M A NASTY MOTHERFUCKER, BUT I’LL NEVER KILL OR SERIOUSLY INJURE YOUR MUSE WITHOUT MUN ASKING FIRST. MINOR INJURIES, WELL, I AM STILL HABIT.

6. MUN AND MUSE ARE OVER 18+ MUN IS 19 TO BE SPECIFIC.

7. NO TRIGGERS, BUT WILL TAG IF ASKED.

ABOUT:

HERE’S THE SHIT PEOPLE KNOW ABOUT ME SO FAR:

https://everymanhybrid.fandom.com/wiki/HABIT

[reesesandbodypieces]

HABIT! do you have a favorite person?

“MMMMMM. NOT REALLY. CRISPY IS FUN TO FUCK WITH, AND SO IS VINNIE. I HAVE RUN INTO A CERTAIN SOMEONE WHO GETS ME, BUT THAT HASN’T HAPPENED ON HERE. YET.” He grinned.

[0f2p0les]

A NEW BEGINNING

https://discord.gg/wZrpFjvTuC

WELCOME TO THE SHOW! COME, COME, DON’T BE SHY! THE PLAY IS ABOUT TO START! WATCH YOUR STEP, WATCH YOUR STEP! DO MIND THE BODIES! NOW THAT YOU’VE GOT YOURSELVES SITUATED, I HAVE A TASK FOR YOU AND ALL OF YOUR BRETHREN. YOU SEE, PLAYS DON’T JUST HAPPEN ON THEIR OWN, THEY NEED ACTORS, AND I’M AFRAID I’M MISSING SOME. COME ON IN…IF YOU DARE~ — THE STAGE is an oog server for a new fantrials, crossing over two horror fandoms, like a gross mix of moon sand and play doh. Whether you enjoy SCP or EMH, this trials got you covered. Non-humans and canon characters are allowed, just run them by me first. Preferably 16+, though exceptions will be made for those close to it. — SEE YOU THERE, RABBITS~

[reesesandbodypieces]

@deaddetermined

“MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DA. MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO! MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOOOOOOOO~”

An obnoxiously loud mix of singing and humming flowed through the barren street. A notably small man half danced, half strolled down the street. A baseball bat, coated in blood and fluids that really should stay in the human body rode on his shoulder. A few bent nails crookedly stuck out, with bits of human flesh caught on them.

The man paused and pulled the bat out in front of him to examine the weapon. Seemingly satisfied with the minimal damage done to the bat, he brought it to his mouth and started licking it clean.

“MMMMM~ OH MAN, THAT IS THE STUFF! I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU PEOPLE THINK CANNIBALISM IS SO GROSS. YOU ALL TASTE DELICIOUS. MMMM. MMM~MMM~MMMMMMMMMM~’’

Purposefully chewing on the nails, the man laughed as he tasted his blood coupled with the victim’s. He crunched broken teeth over cold hard metal, doing his already chipped enamel no favors.

He wasn’t sure when it hit him, but when it did? Hoo boy, when it did! Someone nearby. Someone interesting. Something...new~ 

The man started running towards the sensation. Playing a game of hot and cold. It lifted it’s head in the air and sniffed as well, trying to focus on the new person scent over the copious amounts of blood and other nastier things.

There was no way in Hell it was going to miss something new like this.

[reesesandbodypieces]

He let his advanced sense of smell lead him to Shelby. He sniffed the air before running to the kitchen on all fours.

“HEEEEEEEYOOOOO! HOW YA DOIN? MMMMMM~ IS THAT BACON I SMELL? MAN, WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME EARLIER? COULD HAVE HAD MEAT LOVERS PIZZA!”

HABIT pouted a bit. He scratched behind his ear as he stood up to his full height, which honestly wasn’t much. He’d left his bat behind on one of the kitchen chairs.

“SO, HOW WE FEELING? FEELIN GOOD? ALRIGHT?”

[villains4hire-archived-deactiva]

Starter call for Madeline.

//As per the norm’: like for a starter, reblog if sideblog for a sfw starter or reply for nsfw with them which you will receive a DM from me shortly. Badeline will only be included on request, otherwise her default verse will be granted.

[reesesandbodypieces]

@deaddetermined

“MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DA. MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO! MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOOOOOOOO~”

An obnoxiously loud mix of singing and humming flowed through the barren street. A notably small man half danced, half strolled down the street. A baseball bat, coated in blood and fluids that really should stay in the human body rode on his shoulder. A few bent nails crookedly stuck out, with bits of human flesh caught on them.

The man paused and pulled the bat out in front of him to examine the weapon. Seemingly satisfied with the minimal damage done to the bat, he brought it to his mouth and started licking it clean.

“MMMMM~ OH MAN, THAT IS THE STUFF! I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU PEOPLE THINK CANNIBALISM IS SO GROSS. YOU ALL TASTE DELICIOUS. MMMM. MMM~MMM~MMMMMMMMMM~’’

Purposefully chewing on the nails, the man laughed as he tasted his blood coupled with the victim’s. He crunched broken teeth over cold hard metal, doing his already chipped enamel no favors.

He wasn’t sure when it hit him, but when it did? Hoo boy, when it did! Someone nearby. Someone interesting. Something...new~ 

The man started running towards the sensation. Playing a game of hot and cold. It lifted it’s head in the air and sniffed as well, trying to focus on the new person scent over the copious amounts of blood and other nastier things.

There was no way in Hell it was going to miss something new like this.

[reesesandbodypieces]

The man was a snorer, tell you that much right now. He was also a fitful sleeper, tossing and turning, really getting the blood rubbed right into the sheets. Hope Shelby had a heavy duty washing machine. And a lot of bleach. Like, a fucking lot of it.

7 hours. 7 fucking hours before the mystery man woke up, from her fucking bed. He stretched and yawned, sharper than they should have been molars flashing.

He rolled off the sheets onto all fours like an animal, stretching and cracking his joints. They sounded like gunshots, Jesus, what the fuck was wrong with this man?!

The being moved to try and find Shelby. “GOOOOOOOOOOOD MORNIN, SUNSHINE!”

[reesesandbodypieces]

@deaddetermined

“MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DA. MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO! MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOOOOOOOO~”

An obnoxiously loud mix of singing and humming flowed through the barren street. A notably small man half danced, half strolled down the street. A baseball bat, coated in blood and fluids that really should stay in the human body rode on his shoulder. A few bent nails crookedly stuck out, with bits of human flesh caught on them.

The man paused and pulled the bat out in front of him to examine the weapon. Seemingly satisfied with the minimal damage done to the bat, he brought it to his mouth and started licking it clean.

“MMMMM~ OH MAN, THAT IS THE STUFF! I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU PEOPLE THINK CANNIBALISM IS SO GROSS. YOU ALL TASTE DELICIOUS. MMMM. MMM~MMM~MMMMMMMMMM~’’

Purposefully chewing on the nails, the man laughed as he tasted his blood coupled with the victim’s. He crunched broken teeth over cold hard metal, doing his already chipped enamel no favors.

He wasn’t sure when it hit him, but when it did? Hoo boy, when it did! Someone nearby. Someone interesting. Something...new~ 

The man started running towards the sensation. Playing a game of hot and cold. It lifted it’s head in the air and sniffed as well, trying to focus on the new person scent over the copious amounts of blood and other nastier things.

There was no way in Hell it was going to miss something new like this.

[reesesandbodypieces]

Jesus Christ. Never since Christopher Columbus had someone been so blatant in the taking over of someone else’s home.

The man’s lips twitched occasionally. The visage brought to mind a dragon, the bat as it’s treasure. Just as dangerous, just as unbelievable.

Okay. It looked like he was deep in sleep, but then, based on how he’d eaten, how he’d practically inhaled a fuck-ton of food in a matter of minutes, it looked like he wasn’t human either.

He was stretched out on top of the bed, occasionally twitching. He really seemed to be down for the count. Question was, would he stay that way long enough for the police to arrive?

[reesesandbodypieces]

@deaddetermined

“MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DA. MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO! MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOOOOOOOO~”

An obnoxiously loud mix of singing and humming flowed through the barren street. A notably small man half danced, half strolled down the street. A baseball bat, coated in blood and fluids that really should stay in the human body rode on his shoulder. A few bent nails crookedly stuck out, with bits of human flesh caught on them.

The man paused and pulled the bat out in front of him to examine the weapon. Seemingly satisfied with the minimal damage done to the bat, he brought it to his mouth and started licking it clean.

“MMMMM~ OH MAN, THAT IS THE STUFF! I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU PEOPLE THINK CANNIBALISM IS SO GROSS. YOU ALL TASTE DELICIOUS. MMMM. MMM~MMM~MMMMMMMMMM~’’

Purposefully chewing on the nails, the man laughed as he tasted his blood coupled with the victim’s. He crunched broken teeth over cold hard metal, doing his already chipped enamel no favors.

He wasn’t sure when it hit him, but when it did? Hoo boy, when it did! Someone nearby. Someone interesting. Something...new~ 

The man started running towards the sensation. Playing a game of hot and cold. It lifted it’s head in the air and sniffed as well, trying to focus on the new person scent over the copious amounts of blood and other nastier things.

There was no way in Hell it was going to miss something new like this.

[reesesandbodypieces]

“ARE YA SURE? I DO ENJOY A GOOD CLEANING. NOT SPRING BREAK CLEANING THOUGH, FUCK THAT SHIT. I HAVE VINNIE DO THAT BULL.”

HABIT narrowed his eyes when the woman told him to stay out here. By the time she came back out with the food, he was there, right outside her house, near the doorway. Was he a vampire or something? Would she be safe if she went inside and didn’t incite him in?

“ABOUT FUCKIN TIME. WHAT WERE YOU DOIN IN THERE, CHECKING FOR POISON?” It cackled at it’s own joke, before it dug in. It was...not the prettiest of sights. The man was animalistic in how he ate. So messy that if anyone got near, it was likely they’d be bitten in the chaos.

After he finished, HABIT stretched and sighed. “FUCK ME. WELL, GOODNIGHT!”

And with that, he started skipping inside Shelby’s home. He would be found in her bedroom, curled up like a cat on the bed, hugging the baseball bat, showing his clear intent to sleep.

[reesesandbodypieces]

@deaddetermined

“MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DA. MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO! MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOOOOOOOO~”

An obnoxiously loud mix of singing and humming flowed through the barren street. A notably small man half danced, half strolled down the street. A baseball bat, coated in blood and fluids that really should stay in the human body rode on his shoulder. A few bent nails crookedly stuck out, with bits of human flesh caught on them.

The man paused and pulled the bat out in front of him to examine the weapon. Seemingly satisfied with the minimal damage done to the bat, he brought it to his mouth and started licking it clean.

“MMMMM~ OH MAN, THAT IS THE STUFF! I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU PEOPLE THINK CANNIBALISM IS SO GROSS. YOU ALL TASTE DELICIOUS. MMMM. MMM~MMM~MMMMMMMMMM~’’

Purposefully chewing on the nails, the man laughed as he tasted his blood coupled with the victim’s. He crunched broken teeth over cold hard metal, doing his already chipped enamel no favors.

He wasn’t sure when it hit him, but when it did? Hoo boy, when it did! Someone nearby. Someone interesting. Something...new~ 

The man started running towards the sensation. Playing a game of hot and cold. It lifted it’s head in the air and sniffed as well, trying to focus on the new person scent over the copious amounts of blood and other nastier things.

There was no way in Hell it was going to miss something new like this.

[reesesandbodypieces]

HABIT huffed. ‘’I KNOW, I KNOW. BAJA BLAST SUCKS, BUT IT’S REALLY GROWN ON ME. LIKE- LIKE FUNGI ON A LOG, OR MOLD ON BREAD.”

Of course, he definitely knew what she meant by her sort of question. He just enjoyed fucking with her. The world was his playground, and he knew it wasn’t likely she’d say no when he had such a massive upper hand.

“THAT’S WHAT I SAID, DIDN’T I? YA GOT WAX IN YA EARS? IF YOU REALLY WANT, I’VE GOT A HELLUVA GOOD Q-TIP RIGHT HERE!” He lofted the baseball bat up, swinging it nonchalantly.

“YEAH, I WANT FOOD. HAVEN’T EATEN IN FOOOOOOOOREVER. PLUS, YOU SEEM LIKE THE KINDA GAL WHO’S GOT AS MUCH TO SAY AS MUCH AS THERE IS TO EAT.” Another flashy grin beamed straight at her.

[reesesandbodypieces]

@deaddetermined

“MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DA. MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO! MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOOOOOOOO~”

An obnoxiously loud mix of singing and humming flowed through the barren street. A notably small man half danced, half strolled down the street. A baseball bat, coated in blood and fluids that really should stay in the human body rode on his shoulder. A few bent nails crookedly stuck out, with bits of human flesh caught on them.

The man paused and pulled the bat out in front of him to examine the weapon. Seemingly satisfied with the minimal damage done to the bat, he brought it to his mouth and started licking it clean.

“MMMMM~ OH MAN, THAT IS THE STUFF! I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU PEOPLE THINK CANNIBALISM IS SO GROSS. YOU ALL TASTE DELICIOUS. MMMM. MMM~MMM~MMMMMMMMMM~’’

Purposefully chewing on the nails, the man laughed as he tasted his blood coupled with the victim’s. He crunched broken teeth over cold hard metal, doing his already chipped enamel no favors.

He wasn’t sure when it hit him, but when it did? Hoo boy, when it did! Someone nearby. Someone interesting. Something...new~ 

The man started running towards the sensation. Playing a game of hot and cold. It lifted it’s head in the air and sniffed as well, trying to focus on the new person scent over the copious amounts of blood and other nastier things.

There was no way in Hell it was going to miss something new like this.

[reesesandbodypieces]

The man looked to be about in his late 20′s. 5 feet and 3 inches of terror. Just a little bit of pudge on him, mostly on his stomach. His arms were lean regarding muscle. If not for the bloody baseball bat, he would have looked like he could have been taken down with ease.

But then, looks could be deceiving.

“I MEAN, I’LL TAKE ANY OTHER CANDIES YOU HAVE. OH, AND PIZZA! CAN’T FORGET ABOUT THE PIZZA. PREFERABLY MEAT LOVERS, BUT ANY KIND WILL DO. AND....HMMMMMM......OH! YOU GOT BAJA BLAST? I DON’T CARE WHAT PEOPLE SAY, THAT SHIT IS DELICIOUS.’‘

Was...Was this man serious? Here he comes to terrify this poor woman, then demand candy and food from her. Unbelievable.

He stared her down, showing he was absolutely serious about his demands.

[reesesandbodypieces]

@deaddetermined

“MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DA. MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO! MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOOOOOOOO~”

An obnoxiously loud mix of singing and humming flowed through the barren street. A notably small man half danced, half strolled down the street. A baseball bat, coated in blood and fluids that really should stay in the human body rode on his shoulder. A few bent nails crookedly stuck out, with bits of human flesh caught on them.

The man paused and pulled the bat out in front of him to examine the weapon. Seemingly satisfied with the minimal damage done to the bat, he brought it to his mouth and started licking it clean.

“MMMMM~ OH MAN, THAT IS THE STUFF! I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU PEOPLE THINK CANNIBALISM IS SO GROSS. YOU ALL TASTE DELICIOUS. MMMM. MMM~MMM~MMMMMMMMMM~’’

Purposefully chewing on the nails, the man laughed as he tasted his blood coupled with the victim’s. He crunched broken teeth over cold hard metal, doing his already chipped enamel no favors.

He wasn’t sure when it hit him, but when it did? Hoo boy, when it did! Someone nearby. Someone interesting. Something...new~ 

The man started running towards the sensation. Playing a game of hot and cold. It lifted it’s head in the air and sniffed as well, trying to focus on the new person scent over the copious amounts of blood and other nastier things.

There was no way in Hell it was going to miss something new like this.

[reesesandbodypieces]

Honestly, this was probably the smartest fucking thing she would ever do in her god damn life. Saying no to interacting with the mad man covered in blood, it was a shame the human race usually wasn’t as sensible.

HABIT looked between the woman and her dog inside the home. He hummed, long and low. The bat on his shoulder (he liked to call it The Sinister Mister Fister sometimes) shifted around, moving with his breathing, which was irregular and strained. That made sense, considering he’d run at least a mile getting to her.

Then, after an indeterminate amount of time, its grin became mischievous. It was less bloodthirsty than before, but still kind malicious. Like...on a teenager’s level of malicious. You know the one. The kind that’s into horror and has performed at least one ritual in their parent’s home.

“YA GOT ANY REESES?’’ 

[reesesandbodypieces]

@deaddetermined

“MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DA. MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO! MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOOOOOOOO~”

An obnoxiously loud mix of singing and humming flowed through the barren street. A notably small man half danced, half strolled down the street. A baseball bat, coated in blood and fluids that really should stay in the human body rode on his shoulder. A few bent nails crookedly stuck out, with bits of human flesh caught on them.

The man paused and pulled the bat out in front of him to examine the weapon. Seemingly satisfied with the minimal damage done to the bat, he brought it to his mouth and started licking it clean.

“MMMMM~ OH MAN, THAT IS THE STUFF! I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU PEOPLE THINK CANNIBALISM IS SO GROSS. YOU ALL TASTE DELICIOUS. MMMM. MMM~MMM~MMMMMMMMMM~’’

Purposefully chewing on the nails, the man laughed as he tasted his blood coupled with the victim’s. He crunched broken teeth over cold hard metal, doing his already chipped enamel no favors.

He wasn’t sure when it hit him, but when it did? Hoo boy, when it did! Someone nearby. Someone interesting. Something...new~ 

The man started running towards the sensation. Playing a game of hot and cold. It lifted it’s head in the air and sniffed as well, trying to focus on the new person scent over the copious amounts of blood and other nastier things.

There was no way in Hell it was going to miss something new like this.

[reesesandbodypieces]

HABIT had no idea of Markiplier. He was actually referencing Animanaics, the old television show, not the reboot. He didn’t even know there was a reboot. He probably would have liked it, though. Tons of crude humor and in-jokes. Right up his alley.

As it was, HABIT grinned, showing off a dentist’s nightmare. Chipped, broken and even missing teeth. The ones that were still there were pearl white, so he must have good dental insurance, or, at the very fucking least, a decent toothpaste.

“MMMMMM. YES, YOU CAN. WHAT’S YOUR NAME, LITTLE MISSY? DON’T SUPPOSE YOU CAN TELL ME IF THIS FINE PLACE IS YOURS?’‘

His voice was modulated to hell and back. You know how singers autotuned their voices? Like that, but naturally, with no voice changers in sight. His eyes went to the dog, and his grin widened. It threatened to break off of his face and swallow the poor puppy whole. But unnecessary, quite unnecessary. Not yet. Not just yet.

He shifted the crimson stained bat, his grin only growing as he noticed her eyes take to the bat. “Beautiful, ain’t he? Really knows how to take one for the team.”

[reesesandbodypieces]

@deaddetermined

“MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DA. MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO! MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOOOOOOOO~”

An obnoxiously loud mix of singing and humming flowed through the barren street. A notably small man half danced, half strolled down the street. A baseball bat, coated in blood and fluids that really should stay in the human body rode on his shoulder. A few bent nails crookedly stuck out, with bits of human flesh caught on them.

The man paused and pulled the bat out in front of him to examine the weapon. Seemingly satisfied with the minimal damage done to the bat, he brought it to his mouth and started licking it clean.

“MMMMM~ OH MAN, THAT IS THE STUFF! I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU PEOPLE THINK CANNIBALISM IS SO GROSS. YOU ALL TASTE DELICIOUS. MMMM. MMM~MMM~MMMMMMMMMM~’’

Purposefully chewing on the nails, the man laughed as he tasted his blood coupled with the victim’s. He crunched broken teeth over cold hard metal, doing his already chipped enamel no favors.

He wasn’t sure when it hit him, but when it did? Hoo boy, when it did! Someone nearby. Someone interesting. Something...new~ 

The man started running towards the sensation. Playing a game of hot and cold. It lifted it’s head in the air and sniffed as well, trying to focus on the new person scent over the copious amounts of blood and other nastier things.

There was no way in Hell it was going to miss something new like this.

[reesesandbodypieces]

He could hear a voice the closer he got to the sensation that was tugging at his insides. It pulled him in, threatened to overtake him. It was like he’d swallowed a bunch of fish hooks, and they were being pulled out all at once. You know, like that Saw movie. You know the one. Fuck putting a name to it, though, because they all kind of blended together after Saw 2, for HABIT at least. 

The baseball bat vibrated with energy as his bare feet slapped against the asphalt, changing to soft grass. HABIT had taken to going without shoes. You tended to get all sorts of injuries while going barefoot, and lord knows HABIT loved that pain.

Bounding over any obstacles in his path, HABIT grinned as someone came into view.

I think it’s worth mentioning that while HABIT was very small, or at least, his current vessel was, that didn’t mean he didn’t look scary or dangerous. He was coated in blood, and I mean covered in the stuff. It was dripping down his body like god damn rain. There was no mistaking it for anything else, especially because of the smell. His eyes were two glowing orbs, shining in the night, covered by a baseball cap. His whole face was almost encased in shadow, save that shit eating grin.

“HELLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOO NURSE!” He howled out, arms taking a very unnatural pose, adjusting to fit in a way so he could have the bloody baseball bat in full view.

[reesesandbodypieces]

@deaddetermined

“MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DA. MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO! MA-NA-MA-NA, DOO-DOO-DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO, DA-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOOOOOOOO~”

An obnoxiously loud mix of singing and humming flowed through the barren street. A notably small man half danced, half strolled down the street. A baseball bat, coated in blood and fluids that really should stay in the human body rode on his shoulder. A few bent nails crookedly stuck out, with bits of human flesh caught on them.

The man paused and pulled the bat out in front of him to examine the weapon. Seemingly satisfied with the minimal damage done to the bat, he brought it to his mouth and started licking it clean.

“MMMMM~ OH MAN, THAT IS THE STUFF! I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU PEOPLE THINK CANNIBALISM IS SO GROSS. YOU ALL TASTE DELICIOUS. MMMM. MMM~MMM~MMMMMMMMMM~’’

Purposefully chewing on the nails, the man laughed as he tasted his blood coupled with the victim’s. He crunched broken teeth over cold hard metal, doing his already chipped enamel no favors.

He wasn’t sure when it hit him, but when it did? Hoo boy, when it did! Someone nearby. Someone interesting. Something...new~ 

The man started running towards the sensation. Playing a game of hot and cold. It lifted it’s head in the air and sniffed as well, trying to focus on the new person scent over the copious amounts of blood and other nastier things.

There was no way in Hell it was going to miss something new like this.

[reesesandbodypieces]

STARTER CALL

IF YOU WANNA INTERACT WITH LIL OL’ ME, YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO!