#bonesweets

[tiredofhurting-people]

The room was small, dark, a box shut up without and holes for air. Tate had been sitting here long enough (barely a few minutes but we don't need to address that), and he wished someone would come out and say what the needed to. Everyone knew it was him anyway. It didn't matter if he was innocent or not, he would be convicted. Why waste everyone's time with this, then? As these thoughts were running through Tate's head, a young man, not much older than him really, entered the room. Tate's attention was instantly brought to him, the lack of things to look at, things to wonder about had suddenly ceased.

[coralfarfromhome]

bonesweets started following!}

"Wh-what do you n-need, sir?"

[flyingfromtheschool-archive-blog]

Out Of Flight: Take Off

//heading off the sleep now.I know I owe bonesweets but if I do owe you let me know? :)

[theoriginalbloodcountess]

bonesweets started following you

He was quite young to be a psychologist by what the information she acquired inform her. Hmm, a man who published many a papers on relations, on research he based from interactions of humans he came into contact, and on serial killers. There was the mention of serial killers which piqued her interest for she wondered if he ever truly interacted with a female who slaughtered lives for her own gain.

"Mr. Sweets. I am Elizabeth, a researcher wanting to get some opinions from you on female serial killers. As fascinating as male serial killers are, I wonder if the public still believes women are not capable of killing unless in extreme situations. Please, if you can return my call at your earliest convenience I would very much appreciate it." A message sent and a message to begin her interaction with Mr. Sweets as a smile curved her features. Mr. Sweets would truly know a serial killer, one who was about for many centuries.

[johndpb]

OMG, I should get on my rp blogs more often. -_-

[amber-strain]

(+bonesweets) closed rp

Amber was walking along the sidewalk. Why might you ask? Just to clear her mind. Plus it was good exercise. She needed to get out. She had been stuck in her house all weekend because of the stupid thunder storm that knocked out her electricity. She accidentally walked straight into a man. "Oh God I'm sorry." She stepped back so she wasn't so close to him. She smiled wirily at him, then looked down at her feet.

[flyingfromtheschool-archive-blog]

bonesweets has found the bird-girl

Hey there....can I help at all?