#askthebrokenones-mws

[theheadlessgroom]

🌳 tree-spirits ((I guess a wendigo is technically a tree spirit???)) -askthebrokenones

🌳 - “Did you ever hear of a dryad?” Randall asked, having glanced out the window to see the trees swaying in the gentle evening breeze. “Some sort of tree spirit, some people talked about them when I was growing up in New Orleans. Mischievous sorts, I think, like to mess with travelers walking through the woods. I heard about them much more than I heard about wendigos, I must admit.”

[asktheghosthost]

؟ (Either of the bois as you see fit) -askthebrokenones-mws

"I want to tug on his tail just once. I wonder if he'd make a whistling noise, like a steamship."

"Wait... if he's the stairs... Oh God! Does he feel us walking on him? Are we walking on his face?! What about that ghost that wears golf cleats?"

[thefuriousmagician]

Heyyyy, I’mma promo myself. I have an ask blog/rp blog open for Sinclair and Egore called @askthebrokenones-mws if you wanna ask ‘em questions or something. There’s two ask meme posts to help out too. Please reblog to spread the news! :D

[theheadlessgroom]

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“I think that should be everything,” Randall replied, adding, “I packed a little extra water, plus a tape to listen to on the way there.” He liked having mixtapes kicking around, personally, they made trips a lot more fun, and helped to pass the time, and thus, he threw together a quick one last night for them to play.

Once Randall and Emily shared one more kiss and bid each other goodbye, he climbed into Sinclair’s car and waved to his wife as they headed off down the road towards the home of Ms. Constance H, hoping to find the answers they sought with her...

[theheadlessgroom]

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“O-Oh,” Randall replied, his expression of delight faltering quickly, replaced with a sort of faint embarrassment as he added, “I-I’m sorry, I...I didn’t know.” He fell quiet, hoping he hadn’t stepped on any metaphorical toes or dredged up any bad memories, though his curiosity about the circumstances of their meeting gnawed at him quietly inside.

[theheadlessgroom]

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Emily’s brows rose at that, as did Randall’s, a bit taken aback by this response before he cleared his throat, saying, “Well, uh, I do have Pa’s old shotgun in the closet, it just needs to be loaded...” He knew how to use it, but he’d never had to-he just had it around as a safety measure for himself and Emily.

“Randall’s just going to visit this woman, Y,” Emily remarked, looking to the robot with some concern. “What makes you think taking a gun would be a better option?" 

Did they know something she and Randall didn’t? She liked to think, given the rapport that’d been built between the three of them, Y would tell them if something was afoot...

[theheadlessgroom]

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“Can you turn invisible, like ghosts can?” he asked curiously, raising his brow-that was the only explanation he could think of in regards to how she and her partner traveled so far unnoticed, at least, he’d never really known any other way. Unless wendigoes had some sort of untold magical powers he wasn’t aware of...

[theheadlessgroom]

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Randall almost fell over from the suddenness as well as the sheer volume of this outburst, stumbling back as his heart thudded against his chest. For a minute, he stared at Egore, gathering his composure before managing to reply, “U-Uh, apology accepted, um...th-that’s, that’s good to know, um...let’s bring Sinclair back in and talk this over, a-alright?”