#banishedtoruin

[thegovern0r]

I have my shotgun loaded, you sick fuck. You /made/ me shoot a goddamn child!

DAMN IT LILLY. 

YOU KILLED CARLEY :(

[viseriontargaryen]

Friendly reminder that I shot your husband in the face for being a twisted prick.

friendly reminder that I'm going to shove your hideous face halfway up your intestinal tract if you don't get the fuck off of my blog right now

[handsometyrant]

Kings and Queens || Jack and Lilly

The age of man is over; a darkness comes at dawn. These lessons that we've learned here have only just begun... We were the kings and queens of promise; we were the victims of ourselves. Maybe the children of a lesser god, between heaven and hell...

Those goddamn Vault Hunters.  Those goddamn, stupid, misguided, hero-wannabe Vault Hunters.   Pandora's self-proclaimed hero had found himself at the mercy of the four bandits, the lava rising around him. The stones that composed the ground beneath him, thankfully, weren't affected by the searing hot liquid, which released heat into the air as he crawled along, intent on leaving the magma-filled cavern.  He had dragged himself, broken and bleeding, back to the quick-travel station. With a shaky, bloodied hand, he plugged in his coordinates -- Opportunity, the city he'd built for himself... with his money, of course; he wouldn't be caught dead doing physical labor himself. Not anymore.  After stumbling up to his apartment, which overlooked the otherwise deserted city, he'd grabbed a spare mask and a crate of his favorite guns before packing them all and himself away into an escape pod. Moments later, he was hurdling through the atmosphere, on a one-way trip to... wherever the pod decided to land.  Eventually, the small podship crashed on some other planet, rendering him unconscious. His bloodied and battered form lay sprawled out on the ground, a blue and gray mass amidst the yellow scraps of the ruined pod.  One particularly large piece of shrapnel had lodged itself in his abdomen. As a result, blood had begun to pool underneath his body, drowning the sparse grass beneath his body with a crimson river. Perhaps he'd been better off on Pandora... 

[thisshouldntbehappening]

(It may have deleted, but I still remember exactly what Lilly sent me. So here it is)

In the case of Ben and Lilly actually being flatmates and having to tolerate the other person's existence.

Sent from Ben at 7:32am : out of milk

Sent from Ben at 7:32am : pick sum up?

Sent from Ben at 7:33am : also out of cerel

Sent from Ben at 7:33am : and sugar

Sent from Ben at 7:33am : and like

Sent from Ben at 7:33am : evrythig

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Sent from Ben at 7:16am : no breakfast?

Sent from Ben at 7:16am : :(

Sent from Ben at 7:17am : u ALWAYS make breakfast tho

Sent from Ben at 7:17am : thought u were buying food...

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Sent from Ben at 3:29pm : home @ 6, dinner done?

Sent from Ben at 3:30pm : ...still?

Sent from Ben at 3:31pm : ok ok!

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Sent from Ben at 4:10pm : got a movie 4 2nite

Sent from Ben at 4:11pm : some cool zombie thing

Sent from Ben at 4:11pm : like, dawn of the dead, but better

Sent from Ben at 4:11pm : looked pretty good

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Sent from Ben at 3:36pm : lils pls don't

Sent from Ben at 3:36pm : srsly

Sent from Ben at 3:36pm : it rly wasnt that bad!

Sent from Ben at 3:37pm : sides the effects and actin adn zombies werent that bad

Sent from Ben at 3:37pm : like

Sent from Ben at 3:37pm : they were kinda coool in a cheesy way

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Sent from Ben at 6:24pm : oh man,u woodn't believe the shit lillys putting me through

Sent from Ben at 6:24pm : like just yesturday, she like, thru this HUGE fit over idek

Sent from Ben at 6:25pm : wurse then norm

Sent from Ben at 6:25pm : prbly pmsing or w/e gurls do

Sent from Ben at 6:25pm : had to hid in the fort again

Sent from Ben at 6:26pm : oh sHIT THIS IS MILES RIGHT

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Sent from Ben at 7:10pm : hey uh lils

Sent from Ben at 7:10pm : no hrd feels, right?

Sent from Ben at 7:30pm : ....starting 2 get cold....

Sent from Ben at 7:30pm : :(

Sent from Ben at 7:34pm : Look fine I'll stop the text talk and type right and I'm sorry and shit just let me back inside

Sent from Ben at 7:37pm : Please?

Sent from Ben at 7:37pm : Please!?

Sent from Ben at 7:38pm : LILLY

[kindheartedkiller]

Lee...? Never thought I would see you again.

Lee's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of her. "Lilly...huh, well that makes two of us. I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised though. You always were a survivor."

[thisshouldntbehappening]

Unfortunate reunions :: Lilly

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It couldn't have been more than an hour since everyone left. Kenny's words still rang heavily in his ears.

'Don't you fucking DARE TOUCH THAT GOD DAMN BOAT! DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!? EVEN ONE SCRATCH AND I'M SHOOTING YOU MYSELF'

After the huge scene he made in regards to it, Ben was amazed when he actually left with the group. It wasn't like there was much Ben could do. He'd helped Kenny with it, but god forbid he actually knew how to work it! He doubted he could even get it down to the riverside alone. With a desperate sigh, Ben slumped on the couch, head in his hands. Why did he have to be so useless? Why couldn't he man up and do the right thing ever? His head lifted, still resting in his hands. He was just so sick of himself sometimes.

He was such a mess, but managed to pull himself together quickly as a figure pass by through the somewhat boarded window. It happened so fast and disappeared just as quickly. Had it been a Walker? Cautiously, he got up from his seat, creeping over to the window to peek out. His breathing stopped, eyes widening. That was no Walker. With an air of interest and concern, he creaked over to the front door, totally unarmed. Reaching for the door, he stopped.

'Don't be an idiot, AGAIN, Ben!' he scolded himself, searching very quickly for any sort of weapon. Opening up the closet directly next to him, he nearly screamed as a mop fell, landing clunkily on the floor. He held his mouth shut, squeezing his eyes tightly together, while his breathing was sporadic and heavy for a minute. He was just terrified he'd been heard and would have something busting down the door any second! When nothing happened, he relaxed, if only long enough to pick up what fell. He guessed it could work as a temporary weapon. Probably slow down whoever was out there. By his side was the mop as he inched the door open.

"H-hey...!" he called out softly, trying to grab the person's attention, but only theirs. "Hey...! I-it's....it's not safe out there...!"