May 13, 2014
[text] I feel like cursing someone’s firstborn child right now. Like, I wanna Maleficent some bitch.
To: UnknownWhy?
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[text] I feel like cursing someone’s firstborn child right now. Like, I wanna Maleficent some bitch.
To: UnknownWhy?
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Noticing the jacket held out to her, Margot gave the stranger a shake of her head.
"You could use it more than me." That, and she didn't exactly want to take a jacket from a stranger.
Jigsaw
The Wendigo's too-long fingers twisted around its prey, causing a tremendous crack that rang through its basement. It lowered the long, bone-white head and pressed its muzzle against the chest of the prey, then took a large bite, chewing and snapping and snarling as it consumed the flesh that kept it from the prey's heart. When it had exposed the chest cavity, it shoved its claws into the ribcage and yanked it open with another crack!
Then the doorbell rang.
In a flurry of activity, the Wendigo threw itself away from the meal and shoved the bloodied corpse into a plastic tub. It headed slowly out of the basement, feathers and hair and thick black skin giving way to its human form. It was a well-dressed eastern european man by the time it answered the door.
"Hello." It said smoothly. "Can I help you?"
[Text]: I SHOULD NOT BE HAVING AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS OVER PIZZA
To: UnknownNo, you shouldn't. I hope you get over your crisis.
"This is...unexpected."