Ruby's Tumblr!

Random ass ask blog of a call of duty oc. have fun bitches.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

RUBY HERE!!

heres a better pinned post (think thats what their called idk im still new and not online here enough.)

quick question, how do you think soap gonna feel once we lan in the US and he finds out there's no tiktok here anymore?

anyways.

INFORMATION REGARDING: Corp. Ramírez, Julietta Diane Ruby

AGE: 18 and a half (why so young? WHY ARE Y'ALL SO OLD???)

Adoptive family: @mushyroom02 + @price-askblog (mama and old man) @ask-gaz, @askthemactav (adoptive older brothers)

Biological family: CLASSIFED, @alejandro-ask

Does she have kids? answer: one. James. had him at 15.

Relationship status: CLASSIFIED (why do y'all need that-)

Her boss(es): @price-askblog, @alejandro-ask and ofc my mother. never cross your mother kids. you'll end up deprived her amazing baking skills. UnU i would die without her cakes. so fucking good ANYWAYS

things you should know: I have ADD, im dyslexic, and i have EXTREME PTSD. I might even be a WEE bit ADHD not too sure. havn't been checked. also, PLS STOP SAYING I SHOULD DATE MY LT. I DO NOT have a crush on Simon Riley.

im being so fr.

so fucking fr.

@callsign-trebletrouble, @ask-private-141 IM BEING SO FUCKING FOR REAL I PROMISE-oh hi Simon! wait-FUCK OFF YOU TWO (i dont mean this pls stay i like y'all.)

Nationality: Mexican American British

Where do i live? Currently the UK thus my British nationality.

Birthplace: Morelia, Mexico.

Favorite vacation place: San Diego, California. I used to live there. Quite nice! Miss Cali a lot...i still have the accent.

VAL HERE! im Val, i run this blog and i would like to say a few things: namely, IF YOU THINK I CLOG UP THE TAGS, (i dont even USE TAGS half the time) THEN BLOCK ME. ok just block me. thx.

second: this was inspired by @callsign-trebletrouble and @ghost-askblog and ofc @ask-roachsanderson!!

I myself am 19 and i do indeed have ADD and i am dylexic so if i misspell something BLAME MY BRAIN not my finger UvU.

Rules for askbox:

no hate and/or racisms.

nsfw is allowed.

minors ARE allowed to interact with me bc i'll make use of the "mark as mature post?" button for nsfw things.

im Mexican myself and i do get triggered by the "do you speak taco bell" question bc i grew up with it (gets really fucking old really fucking quick to me)

THATS IT!! Come have a chat with me or (if needed) steal me for an Operation!

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

Unfortunately, my paper work will not be done on time because I can't find my damn reading glasses. If anyone sees them please return them to me.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I…may or may not know who has them….

[nuisances-askblog]

“It’s either Price or me, I steal everyone’s glasses.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

nO not yOu.

[nuisances-askblog]

“FINE.” *pouting and grumbling.*

[rubysrandomaskblog]

😭 it’s ME, pendeja. I TOOK HIS GLASSES BC I CAN SEE BETTER WITH THEM ON.

Which means I need glasses but shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no I dont

[nuisances-askblog]

“…… I thought your husband bought you some—“

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I-

nO. He did naw- NOT. DAMNIT. I gotta stop hanging out with soap omfg

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

..so uh.. can i have my glasses back?h

[rubysrandomaskblog]

OH yeah sorry-shoulda said I was taking them.

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

That's fine. Just ask next time.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Of course, Sir. Sorry again.

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

Uh. I'm a ma'am..

But thanks

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I AM SO SORRY-

Damn I must need glasses bad- 😭

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

Don't be upset. With the mask and all I get that a lot.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

OH 😭 ok. But still.

-I need to go get glasses omfg

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

Unfortunately, my paper work will not be done on time because I can't find my damn reading glasses. If anyone sees them please return them to me.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I…may or may not know who has them….

[nuisances-askblog]

“It’s either Price or me, I steal everyone’s glasses.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

nO not yOu.

[nuisances-askblog]

“FINE.” *pouting and grumbling.*

[rubysrandomaskblog]

😭 it’s ME, pendeja. I TOOK HIS GLASSES BC I CAN SEE BETTER WITH THEM ON.

Which means I need glasses but shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no I dont

[nuisances-askblog]

“…… I thought your husband bought you some—“

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I-

nO. He did naw- NOT. DAMNIT. I gotta stop hanging out with soap omfg

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

..so uh.. can i have my glasses back?h

[rubysrandomaskblog]

OH yeah sorry-shoulda said I was taking them.

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

That's fine. Just ask next time.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Of course, Sir. Sorry again.

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

Uh. I'm a ma'am..

But thanks

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I AM SO SORRY-

Damn I must need glasses bad- 😭

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

Unfortunately, my paper work will not be done on time because I can't find my damn reading glasses. If anyone sees them please return them to me.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I…may or may not know who has them….

[nuisances-askblog]

“It’s either Price or me, I steal everyone’s glasses.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

nO not yOu.

[nuisances-askblog]

“FINE.” *pouting and grumbling.*

[rubysrandomaskblog]

😭 it’s ME, pendeja. I TOOK HIS GLASSES BC I CAN SEE BETTER WITH THEM ON.

Which means I need glasses but shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no I dont

[nuisances-askblog]

“…… I thought your husband bought you some—“

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I-

nO. He did naw- NOT. DAMNIT. I gotta stop hanging out with soap omfg

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

..so uh.. can i have my glasses back?h

[rubysrandomaskblog]

OH yeah sorry-shoulda said I was taking them.

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

That's fine. Just ask next time.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Of course, Sir. Sorry again.

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

Unfortunately, my paper work will not be done on time because I can't find my damn reading glasses. If anyone sees them please return them to me.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I…may or may not know who has them….

[nuisances-askblog]

“It’s either Price or me, I steal everyone’s glasses.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

nO not yOu.

[nuisances-askblog]

“FINE.” *pouting and grumbling.*

[rubysrandomaskblog]

😭 it’s ME, pendeja. I TOOK HIS GLASSES BC I CAN SEE BETTER WITH THEM ON.

Which means I need glasses but shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no I dont

[nuisances-askblog]

“…… I thought your husband bought you some—“

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I-

nO. He did naw- NOT. DAMNIT. I gotta stop hanging out with soap omfg

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

..so uh.. can i have my glasses back?h

[rubysrandomaskblog]

OH yeah sorry-shoulda said I was taking them.

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

Unfortunately, my paper work will not be done on time because I can't find my damn reading glasses. If anyone sees them please return them to me.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I…may or may not know who has them….

[nuisances-askblog]

“It’s either Price or me, I steal everyone’s glasses.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

nO not yOu.

[nuisances-askblog]

“FINE.” *pouting and grumbling.*

[rubysrandomaskblog]

😭 it’s ME, pendeja. I TOOK HIS GLASSES BC I CAN SEE BETTER WITH THEM ON.

Which means I need glasses but shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no I dont

[nuisances-askblog]

“…… I thought your husband bought you some—“

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I-

nO. He did naw- NOT. DAMNIT. I gotta stop hanging out with soap omfg

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

Unfortunately, my paper work will not be done on time because I can't find my damn reading glasses. If anyone sees them please return them to me.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I…may or may not know who has them….

[nuisances-askblog]

“It’s either Price or me, I steal everyone’s glasses.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

nO not yOu.

[nuisances-askblog]

“FINE.” *pouting and grumbling.*

[rubysrandomaskblog]

😭 it’s ME, pendeja. I TOOK HIS GLASSES BC I CAN SEE BETTER WITH THEM ON.

Which means I need glasses but shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no I dont

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

Unfortunately, my paper work will not be done on time because I can't find my damn reading glasses. If anyone sees them please return them to me.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I…may or may not know who has them….

[nuisances-askblog]

“It’s either Price or me, I steal everyone’s glasses.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

nO not yOu.

[ask-lieutenant-spirited]

Unfortunately, my paper work will not be done on time because I can't find my damn reading glasses. If anyone sees them please return them to me.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

I…may or may not know who has them….

[rubysrandomaskblog]

“I’m here. Fashionably late but I’m here.”

—Your favorite Nuisance.

”Good. Price was clawing at the walls, working about you. He’d never admit it though. Onto more important matters….”

“How do I hide my hair. I tried touching up the roots and it came out fucking MAHOGANY.”

[nuisances-askblog]

“Why was he clawing at the walls about me—and honestly to fix the hair I’d blah the roots then re-dye them red.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

”one, he’s price, two. I HAVE NO MORE BLEACH. SIMON STOLE IT ALL-“

[nuisances-askblog]

“Buying you some now.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

👁️👄👁️

“You saint. I’ll cover your paper work for you.”

[nuisances-askblog]

“No need, I do these things for candy. Just gimme some Twix.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

😐 “girl, listen, if you don’t let me return a favor, I swear to god, my head will explode. I am not used to people being nice to me, I am used to being nice to them and them leaving it at that, SO LET KE DO YOUR PAPER WORK MF 🔫

[rubysrandomaskblog]

“I’m here. Fashionably late but I’m here.”

—Your favorite Nuisance.

”Good. Price was clawing at the walls, working about you. He’d never admit it though. Onto more important matters….”

“How do I hide my hair. I tried touching up the roots and it came out fucking MAHOGANY.”

[nuisances-askblog]

“Why was he clawing at the walls about me—and honestly to fix the hair I’d blah the roots then re-dye them red.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

”one, he’s price, two. I HAVE NO MORE BLEACH. SIMON STOLE IT ALL-“

[nuisances-askblog]

“Buying you some now.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

👁️👄👁️

“You saint. I’ll cover your paper work for you.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

“I’m here. Fashionably late but I’m here.”

—Your favorite Nuisance.

”Good. Price was clawing at the walls, working about you. He’d never admit it though. Onto more important matters….”

“How do I hide my hair. I tried touching up the roots and it came out fucking MAHOGANY.”

[nuisances-askblog]

“Why was he clawing at the walls about me—and honestly to fix the hair I’d blah the roots then re-dye them red.”

[rubysrandomaskblog]

”one, he’s price, two. I HAVE NO MORE BLEACH. SIMON STOLE IT ALL-“

[rubysrandomaskblog]

“I’m here. Fashionably late but I’m here.”

—Your favorite Nuisance.

”Good. Price was clawing at the walls, working about you. He’d never admit it though. Onto more important matters….”

“How do I hide my hair. I tried touching up the roots and it came out fucking MAHOGANY.”

[valera-askblog]

VALERIA.

Mi tio (Alejandro, aka megamind 2.0) has pissed off OTRA VES, SO. Wanna help me egg his house? Or yk...give him a heart attack by breaking in, stealing his favorite weapon (you get to keep it) and going out for ice cream after? (I'll pay.) lemme know by four pm. ADIOS <333 -(a very pissed off and salty feeling) @rubysrandomaskblog

I'm five hours late but I'll still throw water balloons at him when I pass his house (while he's cleaning off the eggs)

[rubysrandomaskblog]

ay it's okay, Valeria. but very good abt the balloons >:)

anyways.

you still wanna go get ice cream?

[jeanzoriley-cod]

(Open RP) (Slasher Jeanz AU)

It was a nice, cool summer evening, the wind blowing through the trees. The Farm was silent, peaceful. Inside however, was not. Jeanz didn't know how long it had been, how many years since she had turned into The Siren, into someone who wasn't her. But, the redhead didn't care at the moment. What she needed, had to do, was keep the women safe.

As she wandered through the farmhouse, waiting for her next victim, she thought back on what brought her here, a ironic smile on her scarred lips.

Declan had found out, she had tried so hard, but he still found out about Clara. She should have never refused that client that wanted to cut her. The one that cut her face, the one that tried to come back for more. Declan had snapped and ordered some of his workers to dig into her life more.

That's where they found Clara. She had gone to meet Declan as usual, but when she got there, her heart cracked in two in her chest. Declan had Clara with a knife to her throat. Jeanz had tried and begged Declan to let her go. It was all in vain. Declan sliced Clara's throat himself with a cruel laugh. Jeanz snapped. She screamed and cried, grabbing the nearest knife and lunging. Her mind broke in two and all she could think was to protect and kill. Declan died that day, in a bloody mess. She had absolutely maimed his body, not caring.

After that, a few months later, the rumors started. A nice little Farmhouse with animals, well taken care of. The perfect place to take your lady. No one noticed the males didn't come back. No one cared to ask why the women seemed happier, more free, less bruises.

Soon, a strip club known as O'Paddy's, went down. Only known to the women of the city of Galway, was it seen as a home away from the horrors the men in their life had seen. The Siren, who ran it, kept them safe, fed and warm. Painted rocks started popping up on women's windows that were being abused and controlled.

If women left The Farm with a small canvas, with a way to get a hold of The Siren at O'Paddy's, the keypad numbers on the back of the purple rose canvas, well it wasn't discussed.

Jeanz snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the front door open. She grabbed her knife from her boot, silently climbing into the rafters, her footsteps making no noise. Her gaze was sharp as she watched the singular person come through the door. Her mind raced. Usually it was couples that came here.

The Farm had healthy animals, recent artwork Jeanz had painted hung up. There was no dust on any surface. It was homey. Jeanz didn't like the fact it was only one person. She was supposed to protect the women. There were supposed to be two people.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz tilted her head a curious look on her face. "Ye 'ave a son?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"Uhh...yeah. I do. Named him James-after my grandpa."

She smiled at her feet. "He's with his uncle right now, though."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

(Open RP) (Slasher Jeanz AU)

It was a nice, cool summer evening, the wind blowing through the trees. The Farm was silent, peaceful. Inside however, was not. Jeanz didn't know how long it had been, how many years since she had turned into The Siren, into someone who wasn't her. But, the redhead didn't care at the moment. What she needed, had to do, was keep the women safe.

As she wandered through the farmhouse, waiting for her next victim, she thought back on what brought her here, a ironic smile on her scarred lips.

Declan had found out, she had tried so hard, but he still found out about Clara. She should have never refused that client that wanted to cut her. The one that cut her face, the one that tried to come back for more. Declan had snapped and ordered some of his workers to dig into her life more.

That's where they found Clara. She had gone to meet Declan as usual, but when she got there, her heart cracked in two in her chest. Declan had Clara with a knife to her throat. Jeanz had tried and begged Declan to let her go. It was all in vain. Declan sliced Clara's throat himself with a cruel laugh. Jeanz snapped. She screamed and cried, grabbing the nearest knife and lunging. Her mind broke in two and all she could think was to protect and kill. Declan died that day, in a bloody mess. She had absolutely maimed his body, not caring.

After that, a few months later, the rumors started. A nice little Farmhouse with animals, well taken care of. The perfect place to take your lady. No one noticed the males didn't come back. No one cared to ask why the women seemed happier, more free, less bruises.

Soon, a strip club known as O'Paddy's, went down. Only known to the women of the city of Galway, was it seen as a home away from the horrors the men in their life had seen. The Siren, who ran it, kept them safe, fed and warm. Painted rocks started popping up on women's windows that were being abused and controlled.

If women left The Farm with a small canvas, with a way to get a hold of The Siren at O'Paddy's, the keypad numbers on the back of the purple rose canvas, well it wasn't discussed.

Jeanz snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the front door open. She grabbed her knife from her boot, silently climbing into the rafters, her footsteps making no noise. Her gaze was sharp as she watched the singular person come through the door. Her mind raced. Usually it was couples that came here.

The Farm had healthy animals, recent artwork Jeanz had painted hung up. There was no dust on any surface. It was homey. Jeanz didn't like the fact it was only one person. She was supposed to protect the women. There were supposed to be two people.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Here was Ruby, under cover for once. Play the part and you won't die, she told herself.

"He-hello? I uhh...I need help. Bad."

Thank God for having lived in so many different places. Her South American accent sounded so authentic....well, to others. Not to herself. She faked a couple of coughs.

"I need a place to hide...I have come very far, and I have been followed...by a uhm...bad man."

God, she wasnt making it back alive. That's for sure.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz relaxed a bit when she saw the woman, slipping her knife back into her boot, but she didn't move from the rafters.

She hadn't put a painted rock outside this woman's window, had never seen her before.

"How do ye know 'bout this place?" Her voice echoed in the farmhouse, watching the woman.

"An' what has this man done ta ye?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

She looked down at her feet

"English...not good. But I try. Man hit hard on me. Throw lots of things. Bad man. Bad bad man..."

ohhh she was dead. She wasn't coming fucking back.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz let out a hum, tilting her head to the side. "Ye lyin' ta me, pretty bird?"

She asked it nicely, but there was a danger in her tone.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

she froze and for a few seconds she didn't respond.

"Nó. Why would I lie?"

(Your a goner, Girl. Might as well just tell her)

"Okay yeah fine I am. Its me, Ruby."

She whispered so her comes coulnt pick it up.

"Im supposed to detain you and get you thrown in prison...but that feels wrong. Real wrong..."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz tilted her head to the other side, her eyes narrowing at Ruby's words.

She knew it would happen eventually. Just didn't think they'd send a pretty bird to come take her in. A dangerous smile tugged at her scarred lips, looking her up and down.

"I see," she muttered, and then she was moving.

She made it behind Ruby before the other woman could blink, her knife pulled out of her waistband, cutting the line to the comms in Ruby's ear.

Jeanz put the knife away and stepped back, now that they could talk freely. "Now, tell me, Ruby. Why dun ye want ta throw me in prison? I'm a serial killer after all."

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"I don't. Personally....I think what your doin' to the guys and for the girls...is good. The world needs more people like that. I don't plan on throwing you in...i mean it wouldnt be fair. I could be considered a nutcase-it's why Laswell has me under contract. I could have been thrown in prison long ago-i havnt even killed without being told to."

she took out her now broken ear piece, looking at it before humming.

"Need some help around this place by the way? Someone to cook and clean? Someone who's good with tech?"

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz hummed, listening to her. So she was being told who to kill? Interesting. "An' what happens if ye dun go back? If I kept a pretty bird like ye 'ere? Would someone come lookin' for ye? This Laswell person?" She questioned, tilting her head. "Wouldn't mind help wit' cookin'. Even if ye think what I'm doin' is righ', why offer ta help a serial killer?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"I offer to help because you need it. By the way i can smell what's burning." "And also because no one would care if i just...went poof." she grinned and took off her mask and goggles, revealing the worst glascow smile known to man. "Among other things."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz eyed Ruby for a moment, then turned, heading back to the kitchen. "Burnt tha food again," she muttered. "Well, if yer goin' ta hide wit' me, better make yerself useful," she called.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

She quickly ran after the other red head into the kitchen "DONT TOUCH IT-LET ME DO IT-you dont want the fire alarm going off because that's tracible and trust me, they'll be looking." She turned off the oven and opened a window. "And now....we let it cool down for the next twenty minuets."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz blinked as the other red head ran into the room. God, she sounded like Clara used to. "Dun 'ave fire alarms," she said, ignoring the pang that came to her chest.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Ruby slowly looked over her shoulder and her eye twitched. "....WHo the fuck dont have-never-fucking-mind. Just open all the windows then."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz shrugged as she opened more of the windows. "This is a farmhouse from tha' 20's. No fire alarms then."

[rubysrandomaskblog]

....That made sense. Ruby blinked for a few seconds, letting that sink in. "...Right-uhh...Anyways...Who-Who's all stoppin' by?"

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz smirked. "Whichever bird shows up wit' her horrible man. I left a few painted rocks last night." "Ye do realize i'll be killin' tha men, aye?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"I know. It dont bother me nun. I've killed before, legal and....less legal." on and off work you mean. Dont lie. You Love letting go, love seeing the blood, seeing the guts- "Uhm....Anyways. What time should we expect that?"

she smiled softly at Jenz.

"I can clean it up if you want."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz couldn't help but snort, shaking her head. "Yer probably as crazy as I am. Askin' ta be a serial killers helpin' hand." She studied Ruby and shrugged her shoulders. "They show up when they show up. I guess ye can help wit' tha clean up."

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Ruby shook her head. "n-No i wont need help! I uhh...I'm really good at cleaning, truth be told." She wanted to play with the insides. See the layout. God she Loved human annotamy. It intrigued her so much. The veins, the arteries, the possible ways you could-

She zooned out and a soft smile popped up on her face. "I like doin' the clean up m'self."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz leaned against the kitchen counter, observing as Ruby zoned out. "Alrigh'. I guess yer my partner now. I kill 'em, ye clean up tha mess, aye?"

Strange lass, but she'd be helpful to keep around.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

she nodded, excited. God it's been so long she she had a job she would actually enjoy. And she wouldn't have to resist herself much longer either.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz let out a huff, shaking her head. "Ye seem really happy ta be a serial killers partner."

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"This whole thing sounds fun t'me. Why wouldn't I be?"

she giggled as she opened the oven, smile never fading, even when pure black smoke surrounded her face "Ahh...yes, burnt oven. Nothing a little airin' out wouldn't do."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz snorted, barely phased by the smoke. "Yer as crazy as me, aye?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Ruby shrugged as she fanned the smoke out the window "No. I don't think I am." Your more so.

"I might be...Who knows?"

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz continued watching Ruby, observing her. "I guess we'll find out when someone shows up then, aye?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"Yeah-Yeah, your right-Uhh..An'ways."

Ruby hummed gently and looked at the oven.

"Needs a good clean."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

"Well ye said ye wanted ta help clean. Does tha' mean tha oven too?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"Duh-never said You had to be the one to clean it. Jeez."

she rolled her eyes at Jen before starting to poke around in the kitchen, looking for cleaning supplies.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

"Watch yer tone, pretty bird. Can still kill ye whenever I'd like," She warned, though an amused smile tugged at her scarred lips. "Under tha sink."

[rubysrandomaskblog]

She nodded.

She needed to watch herself.

She couldn't snap.

"Thanks."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz let out a hum, leaving Ruby to it as she disappeared somewhere in the farm house.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Once she was alone, she let out a sigh, sat down on the floor, and curled up into a small ball. It was too much on her. All the fighting, the denying herself...she Loved how a gun fit right in her hand, loved to hear the bang it made when she shot.

But she also liked the more silent choices too. A knife, strangling someone.

Fuck. she was just like Him. She knew that from day fucking one...she just-didn't like the fact. That's all.

Fuck it. She was fuckin' Done. Red would resurface, and Jewel? Would fade back into the very back of her head-the part that she never paid any mind to.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz had climbed into the rafters again, tilting her head as she observed Ruby, twirling a knife in her hand again, just waiting for her next victim to show up.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

They didn't have to wait long. There was a knock on the door of the barn and Ruby jumped up and continued cleaning-she'd let Jen handle this. She was still new, afterall.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz grinned as she heard the knock on the door. She moved in the rafters so she was near the front door, watching as the couple walked through it. Ah, it was this couple. The one she had seen the boyfriend choking the girl out in an alleyway. She was hoping he would come by soon. She could already picture how she was going to take his life. A knife to the chest for shock. Jumping down from the rafters onto his back, making him land on the knife in his chest, causing it to go deeper. Then a slow slice through his neck. She just had to wait for the couple to fully come in the house.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Ruby was still in the kitchen-but now she was cooking. Something smelled...SpIcY.

"Y un poco mas de jalapeño...aha! Muy bien! Como mi tio's!" she murmured happily to herself as she added in about eight more Jalapeño slices into the fajita mix. Chicken and steak fajitas. A classic.

She heard the front door shut and heard some small talk over all the sizzling in the pan. She narrowed her eyebrows, making a 'V' like shape of a crease and listened to see if she could hear anything important.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz smirked at how the guy didn't question the smell of food in the house. He instead, shoved the girl inside a glare on his face. Then he shoved her again and suddenly, there was a knife in his chest, a strangled gasp leaving him. Jeanz didn't hesitate to drop down, shoving him onto the floor, the knife in his chest shoved all the way in now.

Next, she sliced his neck, nice and slow. When she was done, she stood up, wiping her knife off on her pants, glancing at the female with a kind smile. "Why dun I take ye ta a room ye can rest in, lass? Let ye calm down?" She offered, her tone soft. At the girls nod, she led her to one of the back bedrooms. "Ruby, clean up," she called as she went to make sure the girl the guy had shoved was alright.

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Food was done. She took the pan off the hot eye of the stove, turned off said eye and grabbed some bleach, peroxide, ACV, and other things she knew that could clean blood very well. Another thing she grabbed was a kitchen knife.

She walked over to the body, hummed and turned back, grabbing a few trash bags-just to hold him for the moment while she cleaned. It was never a good idea to leave a body in the bag. That shit was tracible as hell. And tells you that the killer is sloppy as fuck.

She shoved the top of the body into the bag first, then used a second one for the hips and legs. Why must men over this way be so damn tall? She shook her head before grabbing a few paper towels, wiping up the still wet blood, after that she poured a little peroxide onto the floor, and started scrubbing.

She hummed gently as she worked, a soft tune her uncle had taught her. soon the mess was cleaned up-peroxide did a good job but the bleach and ACV were needed as well. ACV to mask the smell, and Bleach just to be sure mold would't grow in that spot. "All clean, Jen!" she called out, to...where ever the hell the murderess had gone.

then she tied up the bags, dragged the body outside to her car and started said car up. She knew where to go, she's heard a few good stories being on base. But Stories only prove so much.

She'd have to test the waters herself.

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Jeanz yelled back to Ruby, getting the female she was with some new clothes and telling her she could eat when she was done. Jeanz walked out of the bedroom, over to the window as she observed Ruby. Maybe the lass would be helpful after all.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

(ahem le timeskip) "IM BACK!" she shouted as she walked in, trash bags in hand. "Didya like the food?"

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz and the female were in the kitchen. It was a habit, making sure that whatever female ended up at the farm felt comfortable and safe. "Aye. Nancy enjoyed it a lot," she answered, poking her head out of the kitchen to see Ruby. "Everythin' go okay?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"Yeah, actually. Got a phone call from my ex-boss, Laswell. Said if i didn't report back i'd be considered a hostile because i went off radar. I dont really care however."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

"Ye 'ave yer phone on ye still?! Get rid o' it! If anyone shows up 'ere, who's goin' ta help tha females in this town? I can't be arrested Ruby!" "If I go down, I'm takin' ye out before I do."

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"Whoa, whoa calm down. threw it in the river along with the dude, Jen! I ain't dumb!"

she put her hands up in defense and smiled.

"I ain't dumb."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz relaxed a bit at that, letting out a sigh. "Okay. Good," she muttered, scrubbing a hand over her face. She didn't want all the work she'd been doing to be all for nothing.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

*She smiled at the other red head before murmuring* "Just gotta find a way to contact my son now..."

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(Open RP) (Slasher Jeanz AU)

It was a nice, cool summer evening, the wind blowing through the trees. The Farm was silent, peaceful. Inside however, was not. Jeanz didn't know how long it had been, how many years since she had turned into The Siren, into someone who wasn't her. But, the redhead didn't care at the moment. What she needed, had to do, was keep the women safe.

As she wandered through the farmhouse, waiting for her next victim, she thought back on what brought her here, a ironic smile on her scarred lips.

Declan had found out, she had tried so hard, but he still found out about Clara. She should have never refused that client that wanted to cut her. The one that cut her face, the one that tried to come back for more. Declan had snapped and ordered some of his workers to dig into her life more.

That's where they found Clara. She had gone to meet Declan as usual, but when she got there, her heart cracked in two in her chest. Declan had Clara with a knife to her throat. Jeanz had tried and begged Declan to let her go. It was all in vain. Declan sliced Clara's throat himself with a cruel laugh. Jeanz snapped. She screamed and cried, grabbing the nearest knife and lunging. Her mind broke in two and all she could think was to protect and kill. Declan died that day, in a bloody mess. She had absolutely maimed his body, not caring.

After that, a few months later, the rumors started. A nice little Farmhouse with animals, well taken care of. The perfect place to take your lady. No one noticed the males didn't come back. No one cared to ask why the women seemed happier, more free, less bruises.

Soon, a strip club known as O'Paddy's, went down. Only known to the women of the city of Galway, was it seen as a home away from the horrors the men in their life had seen. The Siren, who ran it, kept them safe, fed and warm. Painted rocks started popping up on women's windows that were being abused and controlled.

If women left The Farm with a small canvas, with a way to get a hold of The Siren at O'Paddy's, the keypad numbers on the back of the purple rose canvas, well it wasn't discussed.

Jeanz snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the front door open. She grabbed her knife from her boot, silently climbing into the rafters, her footsteps making no noise. Her gaze was sharp as she watched the singular person come through the door. Her mind raced. Usually it was couples that came here.

The Farm had healthy animals, recent artwork Jeanz had painted hung up. There was no dust on any surface. It was homey. Jeanz didn't like the fact it was only one person. She was supposed to protect the women. There were supposed to be two people.

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Here was Ruby, under cover for once. Play the part and you won't die, she told herself.

"He-hello? I uhh...I need help. Bad."

Thank God for having lived in so many different places. Her South American accent sounded so authentic....well, to others. Not to herself. She faked a couple of coughs.

"I need a place to hide...I have come very far, and I have been followed...by a uhm...bad man."

God, she wasnt making it back alive. That's for sure.

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Jeanz relaxed a bit when she saw the woman, slipping her knife back into her boot, but she didn't move from the rafters.

She hadn't put a painted rock outside this woman's window, had never seen her before.

"How do ye know 'bout this place?" Her voice echoed in the farmhouse, watching the woman.

"An' what has this man done ta ye?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

She looked down at her feet

"English...not good. But I try. Man hit hard on me. Throw lots of things. Bad man. Bad bad man..."

ohhh she was dead. She wasn't coming fucking back.

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Jeanz let out a hum, tilting her head to the side. "Ye lyin' ta me, pretty bird?"

She asked it nicely, but there was a danger in her tone.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

she froze and for a few seconds she didn't respond.

"Nó. Why would I lie?"

(Your a goner, Girl. Might as well just tell her)

"Okay yeah fine I am. Its me, Ruby."

She whispered so her comes coulnt pick it up.

"Im supposed to detain you and get you thrown in prison...but that feels wrong. Real wrong..."

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Jeanz tilted her head to the other side, her eyes narrowing at Ruby's words.

She knew it would happen eventually. Just didn't think they'd send a pretty bird to come take her in. A dangerous smile tugged at her scarred lips, looking her up and down.

"I see," she muttered, and then she was moving.

She made it behind Ruby before the other woman could blink, her knife pulled out of her waistband, cutting the line to the comms in Ruby's ear.

Jeanz put the knife away and stepped back, now that they could talk freely. "Now, tell me, Ruby. Why dun ye want ta throw me in prison? I'm a serial killer after all."

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"I don't. Personally....I think what your doin' to the guys and for the girls...is good. The world needs more people like that. I don't plan on throwing you in...i mean it wouldnt be fair. I could be considered a nutcase-it's why Laswell has me under contract. I could have been thrown in prison long ago-i havnt even killed without being told to."

she took out her now broken ear piece, looking at it before humming.

"Need some help around this place by the way? Someone to cook and clean? Someone who's good with tech?"

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Jeanz hummed, listening to her. So she was being told who to kill? Interesting. "An' what happens if ye dun go back? If I kept a pretty bird like ye 'ere? Would someone come lookin' for ye? This Laswell person?" She questioned, tilting her head. "Wouldn't mind help wit' cookin'. Even if ye think what I'm doin' is righ', why offer ta help a serial killer?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"I offer to help because you need it. By the way i can smell what's burning." "And also because no one would care if i just...went poof." she grinned and took off her mask and goggles, revealing the worst glascow smile known to man. "Among other things."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz eyed Ruby for a moment, then turned, heading back to the kitchen. "Burnt tha food again," she muttered. "Well, if yer goin' ta hide wit' me, better make yerself useful," she called.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

She quickly ran after the other red head into the kitchen "DONT TOUCH IT-LET ME DO IT-you dont want the fire alarm going off because that's tracible and trust me, they'll be looking." She turned off the oven and opened a window. "And now....we let it cool down for the next twenty minuets."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz blinked as the other red head ran into the room. God, she sounded like Clara used to. "Dun 'ave fire alarms," she said, ignoring the pang that came to her chest.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Ruby slowly looked over her shoulder and her eye twitched. "....WHo the fuck dont have-never-fucking-mind. Just open all the windows then."

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Jeanz shrugged as she opened more of the windows. "This is a farmhouse from tha' 20's. No fire alarms then."

[rubysrandomaskblog]

....That made sense. Ruby blinked for a few seconds, letting that sink in. "...Right-uhh...Anyways...Who-Who's all stoppin' by?"

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Jeanz smirked. "Whichever bird shows up wit' her horrible man. I left a few painted rocks last night." "Ye do realize i'll be killin' tha men, aye?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"I know. It dont bother me nun. I've killed before, legal and....less legal." on and off work you mean. Dont lie. You Love letting go, love seeing the blood, seeing the guts- "Uhm....Anyways. What time should we expect that?"

she smiled softly at Jenz.

"I can clean it up if you want."

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Jeanz couldn't help but snort, shaking her head. "Yer probably as crazy as I am. Askin' ta be a serial killers helpin' hand." She studied Ruby and shrugged her shoulders. "They show up when they show up. I guess ye can help wit' tha clean up."

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Ruby shook her head. "n-No i wont need help! I uhh...I'm really good at cleaning, truth be told." She wanted to play with the insides. See the layout. God she Loved human annotamy. It intrigued her so much. The veins, the arteries, the possible ways you could-

She zooned out and a soft smile popped up on her face. "I like doin' the clean up m'self."

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Jeanz leaned against the kitchen counter, observing as Ruby zoned out. "Alrigh'. I guess yer my partner now. I kill 'em, ye clean up tha mess, aye?"

Strange lass, but she'd be helpful to keep around.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

she nodded, excited. God it's been so long she she had a job she would actually enjoy. And she wouldn't have to resist herself much longer either.

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Jeanz let out a huff, shaking her head. "Ye seem really happy ta be a serial killers partner."

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"This whole thing sounds fun t'me. Why wouldn't I be?"

she giggled as she opened the oven, smile never fading, even when pure black smoke surrounded her face "Ahh...yes, burnt oven. Nothing a little airin' out wouldn't do."

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Jeanz snorted, barely phased by the smoke. "Yer as crazy as me, aye?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Ruby shrugged as she fanned the smoke out the window "No. I don't think I am." Your more so.

"I might be...Who knows?"

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Jeanz continued watching Ruby, observing her. "I guess we'll find out when someone shows up then, aye?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"Yeah-Yeah, your right-Uhh..An'ways."

Ruby hummed gently and looked at the oven.

"Needs a good clean."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

"Well ye said ye wanted ta help clean. Does tha' mean tha oven too?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"Duh-never said You had to be the one to clean it. Jeez."

she rolled her eyes at Jen before starting to poke around in the kitchen, looking for cleaning supplies.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

"Watch yer tone, pretty bird. Can still kill ye whenever I'd like," She warned, though an amused smile tugged at her scarred lips. "Under tha sink."

[rubysrandomaskblog]

She nodded.

She needed to watch herself.

She couldn't snap.

"Thanks."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz let out a hum, leaving Ruby to it as she disappeared somewhere in the farm house.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Once she was alone, she let out a sigh, sat down on the floor, and curled up into a small ball. It was too much on her. All the fighting, the denying herself...she Loved how a gun fit right in her hand, loved to hear the bang it made when she shot.

But she also liked the more silent choices too. A knife, strangling someone.

Fuck. she was just like Him. She knew that from day fucking one...she just-didn't like the fact. That's all.

Fuck it. She was fuckin' Done. Red would resurface, and Jewel? Would fade back into the very back of her head-the part that she never paid any mind to.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz had climbed into the rafters again, tilting her head as she observed Ruby, twirling a knife in her hand again, just waiting for her next victim to show up.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

They didn't have to wait long. There was a knock on the door of the barn and Ruby jumped up and continued cleaning-she'd let Jen handle this. She was still new, afterall.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz grinned as she heard the knock on the door. She moved in the rafters so she was near the front door, watching as the couple walked through it. Ah, it was this couple. The one she had seen the boyfriend choking the girl out in an alleyway. She was hoping he would come by soon. She could already picture how she was going to take his life. A knife to the chest for shock. Jumping down from the rafters onto his back, making him land on the knife in his chest, causing it to go deeper. Then a slow slice through his neck. She just had to wait for the couple to fully come in the house.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Ruby was still in the kitchen-but now she was cooking. Something smelled...SpIcY.

"Y un poco mas de jalapeño...aha! Muy bien! Como mi tio's!" she murmured happily to herself as she added in about eight more Jalapeño slices into the fajita mix. Chicken and steak fajitas. A classic.

She heard the front door shut and heard some small talk over all the sizzling in the pan. She narrowed her eyebrows, making a 'V' like shape of a crease and listened to see if she could hear anything important.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz smirked at how the guy didn't question the smell of food in the house. He instead, shoved the girl inside a glare on his face. Then he shoved her again and suddenly, there was a knife in his chest, a strangled gasp leaving him. Jeanz didn't hesitate to drop down, shoving him onto the floor, the knife in his chest shoved all the way in now.

Next, she sliced his neck, nice and slow. When she was done, she stood up, wiping her knife off on her pants, glancing at the female with a kind smile. "Why dun I take ye ta a room ye can rest in, lass? Let ye calm down?" She offered, her tone soft. At the girls nod, she led her to one of the back bedrooms. "Ruby, clean up," she called as she went to make sure the girl the guy had shoved was alright.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

Food was done. She took the pan off the hot eye of the stove, turned off said eye and grabbed some bleach, peroxide, ACV, and other things she knew that could clean blood very well. Another thing she grabbed was a kitchen knife.

She walked over to the body, hummed and turned back, grabbing a few trash bags-just to hold him for the moment while she cleaned. It was never a good idea to leave a body in the bag. That shit was tracible as hell. And tells you that the killer is sloppy as fuck.

She shoved the top of the body into the bag first, then used a second one for the hips and legs. Why must men over this way be so damn tall? She shook her head before grabbing a few paper towels, wiping up the still wet blood, after that she poured a little peroxide onto the floor, and started scrubbing.

She hummed gently as she worked, a soft tune her uncle had taught her. soon the mess was cleaned up-peroxide did a good job but the bleach and ACV were needed as well. ACV to mask the smell, and Bleach just to be sure mold would't grow in that spot. "All clean, Jen!" she called out, to...where ever the hell the murderess had gone.

then she tied up the bags, dragged the body outside to her car and started said car up. She knew where to go, she's heard a few good stories being on base. But Stories only prove so much.

She'd have to test the waters herself.

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz yelled back to Ruby, getting the female she was with some new clothes and telling her she could eat when she was done. Jeanz walked out of the bedroom, over to the window as she observed Ruby. Maybe the lass would be helpful after all.

[rubysrandomaskblog]

(ahem le timeskip) "IM BACK!" she shouted as she walked in, trash bags in hand. "Didya like the food?"

[jeanzoriley-cod]

Jeanz and the female were in the kitchen. It was a habit, making sure that whatever female ended up at the farm felt comfortable and safe. "Aye. Nancy enjoyed it a lot," she answered, poking her head out of the kitchen to see Ruby. "Everythin' go okay?"

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"Yeah, actually. Got a phone call from my ex-boss, Laswell. Said if i didn't report back i'd be considered a hostile because i went off radar. I dont really care however."

[jeanzoriley-cod]

"Ye 'ave yer phone on ye still?! Get rid o' it! If anyone shows up 'ere, who's goin' ta help tha females in this town? I can't be arrested Ruby!" "If I go down, I'm takin' ye out before I do."

[rubysrandomaskblog]

"Whoa, whoa calm down. threw it in the river along with the dude, Jen! I ain't dumb!"

she put her hands up in defense and smiled.

"I ain't dumb."