#askthenightvalesoldier

[yourgreatwarmth-blog]

What if don't believe in a Smiling God? What are you gonna do about it, false god?

"My my, l i t t l e lamb, you c e r t a i n l y have a knack for picking fights where they need not be."

[thescientistsniece]

ask-the-nightvale-soldier started following you

¡Hola!  It's good to get a couple visitors after moving here, , can I ask your name?  Mine's Ezzy.

((behold~  follower the second))

[corruptedcarlos]

Faerie

Faerie: If you could get away with anything, what would you do?

I would pick apart so many things. I would see what makes certain people tick. I would pry open their skulls and observe their brain as they tell me their darkest secrets. I would tear open their chest cavities and hold their pulsating hearts in my hand as I carefully cut along the muscle to see if they hold the same chambers as our own, observing bicuspids and tricuspids opening and snapping shut again and again. I would break things and piece them back together to gain a better understanding of how they function. I would rip open skin and tear away muscle and tendons to snap open their bones, curious of their reaction to pain as well as their recovery times.There is so much I would do - just thinking about it all sends my heart aflutter!

[corruptedcarlos]

so carlos, what do you think of your mun?

Hmm, I can’t say I’m too familiar with them, as rarely do we have direct interactions. From what I know, however, they hold a childish sense of humor and indulge in unusual hobbies - I still don’t see the enjoyment in dressing up in costumes and parading themselves around as other people. Though I suppose, different strokes, different people. Some are just more immature than others~

At least their medical knowledge and academics are a redeeming quality, if anything.

[radiohostcecilpalmer-blog]

"You're scaring me..."

Cecil jumped at the soft voice nearby, turning to see who had spoken and immediately going soft and gentle. He switched the mobile broadcasting equipment off (it would switch to an intern back at the station or a prerecorded message or something).

"Oh, goodness, I’m so sorry! I just sort of assumed that I was the only one here," he said quickly. Not even a minute earlier, Cecil had been ranting and raving to his listeners about… well, he wasn’t entirely sure. He did have a nasty habit of having mini black-outs when angry.

[intern-gershwin-palmer]

"Oh my Void, what have they done to you? That's you, Cecil, isn't it? Cecil, wake up!" Ariana shakes the boy that looked to be about her age. How could this be Cecil? she hadn't seen him in a while, but she could remember him being at least twice her age. Could Strex do this to a person? It looked exactly like Cecil, with a few extra bruises and cuts and scrapes, it had to be him!

My muse has been kidnapped for experimental ‘research.’ After months of searching, yours has finally found mine. How does your muse react to the condition mine is in?

Cecil’s body remained limp but his eyes cracked open as she shook him and his lips parted to draw a quick pained breath. Why were they back already? It was too soon. They’d said they’d… they’d only-… what had they said? He couldn’t remember. 

[shaunfromsales]

ask-the-nightvale-soldier is in the Sales Department

Shaun looked down at the child in his office, knowing he was supposed to report all children he saw or be re-educated. But honestly, this child didn't match any of the faces on his approved search list, so he was apathetic towards the whole situation, "Are you here to pick up a package?" He asked politely, but soon was back typing at his computer.