#ChainsawChicks performing earlier at Rockin' Christmas Stage @WinterFestOC #winterfestoc #ocfair (at OC Fair)
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#ChainsawChicks performing earlier at Rockin' Christmas Stage @WinterFestOC #winterfestoc #ocfair (at OC Fair)
( x. chainsawchicks )
The floors were covered with blood and carcasses, the corridor akin to something out of a horror movie. One of those slasher flicks that Alex and Tony were obsessed with. Except this was caused by neither one of them; this was all Corey. She was waiting at the entrance for the other members of their group. Spotting Alex she rose a brow, "So who the fuck were these guys?" The only thing she knew for sure was they weren't Russians and for once she did not feel guilty.
chainsawchicks liked for a starter.
Sasha steps into the scene via a broken window, surveys the massacre inside with a tired eye. It’s not that he’s not upset--as upset as a grim man such as himself can get, at least--so much as he was really hoping he could make it home in time for dinner today. These are members of his family lying dismembered, after all, but every once in a while he’d like to be able to keep his girlfriend happy, too.
The henchman draws the pistol from his hip as he treads further into the scene, blue eyes wary for any movement beyond the twitching of the soon-to-be-dead.
( &. chainsawchicks )
There's a music in this violence, an art that goes unseen. Corey is too busy dodging bullets, katana in hand. She doesn't know where the others went, and it doesn't really matter, all that matters is purging her own rage. It's like a ritual for Corey and it's the only thing that keeps her grounded. It won't ever end, it'll always be someone. When the Russian threat is gone, it'll be others. There's always others. She stands in the middle of the corridor for a few brief moments. Analyzing the carnage that's all around her; the devastation they are causing, and it's practically euphoric. Her head rolls back slightly as her hand loosens and tightens around the handle of the katana. Eyes open slowly, and lock with the chainsaw wielding member of the group. "Y'wanna head upstairs? The boys got down here covered," Her tone sounds off, her voice is confident and she twirls the weapon in her hand. She's daring Alex, and she's hoping she will take the bait.
( fuggit, ship us. ship usssss.... )
The ship is my: Another one of my unlikely ships that now is one of my OTPS. That with a combination of fan art has made me freaking love the idea of Alex and Corey. I consider this ship’s feelings: Mutual | Mixed | Strange | Awkward | Platonic | Sibling-like | One-sided | They don’t really like each otherI’d consider the relationship: Healthy | Awkward | Abusive | Doesn’t work properly | They’d never get together Children: No | Yes | They’d think about itGeneral Opinion: They didn’t mean in ideal circumstances, and at first I don’t think Alex actually liked Corey much. She was so used to being the only girl in the group that she was actually a little bit threatened ( not that she’d dare admit it ). However Corey and Alex were able to move past it, and became really close. They’re one of my favorite ships because it was totally accidental and I didn’t think I’d ship it until I thought about it. Corey and Alex are both the girls of the group, so it’s natural they’d be close to each other or at each other’s throats… Which they are, but in a different way. I totally ship the thing.