Twelve Days Of Patty 11/12
⤷ The Reaper (31 Oct 2018)

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Twelve Days Of Patty 11/12
⤷ The Reaper (31 Oct 2018)
The hedgehog idly spins the cylinder of the revolver again. Everything's slow in the Wasteland by necessity. Whenever he makes a move out of reflex at the speed he's used to, Scourge can feel the skin underneath his fur pop with blisters. Boring or painful, the two options.
Scourge glances over at Tough, the usual grimace on his face as he trudges along. Bastard lives up to his name. As much as he wants to put two between the cobra's eyes some nights... he knows that'd be the equivalent of doing the same to himself. Better to keep marching along, abiding by his lessons until he can find away out of the multiverse's trash heap.
"...I want red meat." It's an involuntary statement, like the craving can't be suppressed any long after weeks of living off overgrown roaches and whatever else they could find that wasn't too irradiated. Nothing good would come of acting on this. But nothing good happens here anyway.
🦋 Tough Love hadn't MINDED bringing the snot ball along with him and his crew. After all, the more the merrier! Plus, collecting NIECES* was never a bad thing... It made the journey far more fun, far more exciting! It was insurance, in its own way. But getting used to new blood was always an adjustment, especially when they didn't care for the food.
🦋 "YOU WANT RED MEAT? ARE YOU AS PICKY AS YOU ARE WITH THE RESSSST?" Tough boomed, unable to help his naturally loud volume... or seemingly, unable to care. His upper body turned while his lower half still slithered along the dry, cracked earth. Latch and Buttons were nowhere to be seen... which was normal for them. The Hare tended to lag behind as a sniper, and the Nightstalker preferred to scout ahead.
🦋 "RED MEAT TENDS TO BE MORE... PERSSSSONABLE THAN ROACHESSSS." He definitely means people.
Hey Again
I’m coming back from my (literal longest ever) hiatus. Apologies for not updating and posting for such a long amount of time!
me in middle school: im bi but i would never want to be in a relationship with a man
I had a dream that I was at the beach with my dad. He was fishing and I was trying to take pictures of the ocean, until a wave came and swiped my phone from me. All I heard was his booming laugh and he said "come on, let's go get some Layton's." We'd go to Layton's every time we went to the beach, they have the best breakfasts I've ever had there. We were just talking and laughing, and then he asks, "so, how's your life been?" And I woke up immediately afterwards and just started bawling. I never have dreams about him. They're so rare, but I swear they cut like knives every time they occur.