#deadlynoodle

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Those who Remain

@deadlynoodle liked for a starter from Jacques

Monty’s home was far too still and quiet. Jacques still hadn’t quite accepted that he was gone. But the house ached with it’s absence- there was no light, no scent of cooking, no laughter. Another brave volunteer gone. 

He was surprised, upon entering the reptile room, to see a large black serpent coiling through the empty tables. Jacques was far too tired to be scared. “I thought the reptile collection had been taken. Who might you be?” 

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deadlynoodle replied to your photo “Doodles inspired by a few silly rp’s yesterday lmao ( ft…”

CAN I BE COUNT INK

If by ‘count’ you mean ‘count the seconds you have left before I stomp you’ then yes.

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@deadlynoodle "Iiiiiink, can snakes like, eat cakes?"

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It had been a while since Rania had last seen the gentle snake, and she was excited as Monty led her into the Reptile Room. She half dashed to Ink’s cage and opened it, opening her arms to her snake friend. 

“Ink, I’ve missed you so much,” she said, aware that it was sort of strange to talk to a snake, but she was one of those people that talked to animals all the time.

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deadlynoodle replied to your post “YES, GET HIM TO WRITE ME A LOVELETTER”

SNEK CAN HELP YOU

          “Ink, you can have it as your            mission, buddy.”

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✂

Send me ‘✂’ and my muse will kill yours. Right now. Brutally, horribly, bloody. Just do it.

Now, why on Earth would anyone want to coat check a snake? If one wanted to house a snake, they could have simply told him outright, and Ernest would have gladly provided a room and board, including the occasional concierge to feed and pet the creature, if that is what the ghastly guest required.

When someone one says “Put this package in deep storage for the next week, please, and don’t let anyone but me take it out,” you do exactly that. It is not polite to look inside the guest’s luggage--this is a hotel, not a TSA pre-flight check, for Christ’s sake. You lock the luggage away in the safe, and hand a key on a hook corresponding to the safe’s number, and you forget about it until the guest returns hours, days, weeks, months later, at which point you unlock the safe, wrinkle your nose at the horrendous odor, and take out a squishy suitcase with some sort of mold and ooze coming out of the sides.

Honestly, it’s not his fault the snake suffocated. After all, why on Earth would anyone want to coat check a snake?

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Miles to go before I sleep

@deadlynoodle continued from here

You’ll be the next one who’ll get hurt if you go on like this!

“So?” Kit replied automatically, still rushing about. She paused momentarily when she saw the look on Ink’s face- how could a snake be so expressive? Her shoulders dropped and she sighed. “Look, Ink, this is important. Far more important than a bit of sleep.”