the shape

dash only 'the shape' michael myers rules tag: [ law of the trial ] based loosely on movies and dbd lore this is just mostly for fun / semi serious rp. sideblog to michealsatbarns-n-noble

[monstersmistress]

MyManda Ship Moodboard 

Requested by @bombve

[pigtrapped-a]

@silentsteps

[phsfg]

Hey could I request a cute myers? I’ve been going through a hard time and ur art always makes me smile💕aaaa

yea sure, hope you feel better soon :-)

[bubbaskitchen-deactivated202012]

A scene from Flushed Away that reminded me that Michael’s middle name is Audrey 😭

[joederartist-archive]

[silentsteps]

Ah shit I forgot for the art credit in my promo. I'll have to change that when I get home =w= I haven't forgotten that in a while. Been using too much official shit lately.

[silentsteps]

Laws of the Trial

Hey guys! Glitter here!

I just want to let you guys know of all the rules on this blog, as it’s Dash only and we want to keep everyone safe and happy on our own little safe corners of the web!

1. Mutuals only. This is a must for RPS just to make myself feel secure. Using the Mutual detector on xkit, you can figure out if I follow you. If not look up my main crack blog @michealsatbarnes-n-noble and if that blow follows you, & you follow this blog everythings a-ok!

2. This blog will be semi-serious. I like the fun side of DBD and the serious side of Michael just because it adds some depths of field besides ‘homicidal killing maniac’ which I KNOW HE IS. But I don’t want to potray him that way. I do have serious moments, but this blog is also to have fun. Can’t always be serious.

3. This being said this blog will contain sexual themes, themes of graphic violence, gore, blood etc etc… I will tag as I deem seemingly approporate, but if something isn’t tagged that’s your trigger let me know and i’ll make sure it’s tagged.

4. This obviously isn’t my only blog, don’t hassle me for replies, it makes me lose muse and i flop outta shit real quick.

5. Anons may ask questions, and normal blogs can ask things as well. responses will vary. Reblogs from this will piss me off, don’t reblog my shit if you’re a personal.

6. I don’t want no part of drama, keep me outta it.

7. The art used in my icons aren’t mine. I hold no claim unless it says my art in the tags. I’m nervous about approaching artists. So I’ll make sure to credit the artist in the tags if I do use them. If you dont wish for me to use your art I will also be glad to take off the art used if you tell me which art it is.

that’s about it for now! if there’s anything else i need i will let you know!

[achjayel]

Y’all remember that one Hemsworth meme??

[silentsteps]

pigtrapped‌:

Amanda visibly tensed as he grabbed at her shoulder, glaring over at him with widened eyes. A slight panic behind the look of offense on her features.

She really didn’t like getting grabbed like that.

Her gaze would follow his, out into the fog. She could immediately tell. There was one of the little piglets out.

Amanda watches him stalk off toward where one of the possible survivors were. She’d let him go. It’s what she wanted, anyway, right, to be left alone.

She did linger for a moment however, watching him until he disappeared into the fog completely. That was when she began to backtrack and turn around to head off back to her business.

This place was really getting full of weirdos.

Suddenly there was a loud screaming noise, blood curdling before a loud growl as the entity gobbles up the meal, sliding from above with a crackle of lightning. that’s what they get for watching them both.

Soon enough though, he’s back to watching her, as she walks to a shack, curious as ever. What is she doing? Why was she so adamant of getting rid of him? Staring silently, the shape watches his new companion: the pig.

[silentsteps]

grimxechoes‌:

Michael’s head tilt was met with one of Jason’s own, staring at the smaller blade. Realizing the other was offering a temporary trade, Jason hesitated. Even if it was only temporary, Jason still had grown fond of the machete over the years. Still, he supposed he could always take it back if he had to…

In any case, the undead slasher offers the blade, a hand reaching out to take the kitchen knife.

A bit of an excited gesture is made, before gently taking the machete, giving it a strong swing away from the other killer once handed it, letting out a silent gasp only he probably heard. It was quite light, though not as easy to maneuver as the knife, he much rather prefers his own, though he doesn’t mind doing a few more swings. now satisfied, he turned to hand it back, glancing up at the bigger killer, giving a small gesture to the other.

who are you mysterious machete man?

[silentsteps]

pigtrapped‌:

Amanda’s eyes followed his finger, pointing right at her.

…

She didn’t exactly understand, brows furrowed in both confusion and slight annoyance. Watching him try and ‘communicate’ to the best he seems he can. Or wants to. Either way Amanda could care less of the reason.

“.. I’m Amanda..? Look as much as I’d love to sit here and play charades I have important things to go doing.” Like. Well. Nothing really. Besides tinkering on some mechanics. But it was better than this.

She thinks, anyway.

Though as soon as she’s about to leave he snaps his hand out, grabbing her shoulder, and quietly shifting to peer up and out into the foggy mist beyond. Someone was watching. Someone not like them, but like HER.

         He sits up and shifts, his movement silent, he’s silent save for the soft breathing behind the mask, that isn’t even that notable from a distance.  He glances at her, before heading off to chase whoever dared look at them, and to keep that odd thing pleased that tended to like it when he hooked semi alive victims on the hooks.

[silentsteps]

pigtrapped‌:

Amanda visibly tensed as he grabbed at her wrist, taking a step back and trying to snatch it back to no avail.

He was, unfortunately, much stronger than her.

However, she’d stop, seeing as he was merely looking over the mechanics of the blade. The mechanics John worked and made. The one she followed.

Her eyes slowly fall toward the other’s knife being offered toward her. Did. He want her to take it..?

Eyes slowly shift between the knife and the other, taking the knife carefully. Looking over the blade with a look of disinterest.  At least she tried to make it seem that way.

As she visibly showed her lack of care, eyes fall toward the dirt. He spelled out a name. His name, she assumes. He’s introducing himself. Ugh..

“..Amanda,” she would respond with a bored sounding tone, offering the knife back toward the other.

He stared at her, before taking the blade back, tucking it in the pants pocket of his jump suit, before shifting and pointing to her, tilting his head.  Where was she going? Eyes stared in silence under the mask, hands gently gripping together, he probably shouldn’t bother her, but then again, he DIDN’T care about that. Since when did Michael care about ANY of the thoughts of others.

He adjusts the mask slightly, tilting his head and letting out a small little questioning noise. That was about as much as Michael would say without knowing her more.

[followmeatkasora-deactivated202]

expression request from insta!

[leaderbounds]

I’ll   show   you   what  I   can   do   !

[silentsteps]

@grimxechoes

         michael offers the other his kitchen knife, quite interested in trying a few swings with the machete, this guy is bigger than him. that’s new.

he glances up with his mask, staring and tilting his head, hoping the other will trade. even if just for a minute.

[phsfg]

How do you think Amanda and Michael interact?

oh u know

[myersurviours]

Consider this: Myers siblings in a trial against the Pig. Laurie has an RBT over her head and is desperately trying to get it off when Michael casually walks over to her and just breaks it off with his bare hands. Amanda leaves them alone for the rest of the trial.

john cant save you this time Amanda.

[gira-gira-bato]

local serial murderer embarrassed by babysitter

ｉｎ ＨＤ