#dontstepinmypuddle

[corditeheart]

‘i’ve been having nightmares.’

the bird eater prompts

The fire escape is narrow, cramped with the two of them on it, but the air, at least, is fresh. Sort of, anyway; the smoking probably isn't helping, but at least that's familiar. That tastes the same.

Xu holds out her half-done cigarette in offer, because it's easier than getting up and finding the pack. Her slight shift sends an ominous creak through the weather-worn metal.

One day, all this old metal is going to rip right off the side of the building, and send both of them plummeting with it.

I hate New York.

But she loves Chi, so Xu turns her attention away from the generalized annoyances, and to the more immediate issue:

"--Do you want to talk about them?"

[stxsis]

@dontstepinmypuddle asked:

“Saving the world is cool and all that, but my main objective is staying alive.”

Couldn't it ever be easy? Couldn't she, just once, ask for help and someone answer 'sure! of course! let's go!' ? No. It was always a struggle, always a fight in some way. His file suggested he might be persuaded by Cerberus' generous recruitment allocation (he was, after all, a mercenary), but the file had ultimately concluded that Chimera's motives were often unclear and unpredictable. She knew that approaching him would be a crapshoot, but she had to try.

"That's fair, but I should point out that my track record for surviving suicide missions stands for itself. If the lives of human colonists don't motivate you, then maybe Cerberus' offer will. It's a lot of credits."

[siiinfully]

@dontstepinmypuddle gets a (s)exting starter from lexi

[ sent 12:00am ] video sent [ sent 12:00am ] happy new day, baby <3

[red-hemlock]

@dontstepinmypuddle continued from HERE

"Let's-... Focus on the former and hold-off on that latter part, yes? I mean, I'm going to need this rug washed again already, I'd rather not spend all this month's earnings on 'floor-upkeep'."

Clearing her throat, River quirks a brow and clicks the pointy ends of the tweezers in her hands together. It'd probably be ominous if the situation wasn't so ridiculous.

"So I just pull them out, dear? Just like that? This isn't a game of 'Operation', you know."

[sxbaist]

|| @dontstepinmypuddle

Pursing her lips, she squints at him, staring something like daggers into him. Pretending to contemplate.

"Tension? With a capital 'T'?" an inquiry that does nothing to hide the sarcasm in her tone. "So... you're saying we should bone, huh? For science or some shit. Can I finish my coffee first?"

[ofmoonlily]

@dontstepinmypuddle | Post Apocalyptic

She wished she could have said this encounter dealt with the dead who aimlessly roamed the plains without a destination. She wished she could have dropped the fatal blow onto the fragile cranium of the walkers who staked out their very flesh to rip, tear, and feed upon. She wished the people who opposed them wanted unification rather than selfishly hoarding resources.

But she couldn't. Unfortunately, this was a battle between survivors - survival of the fittest, as they would say. It left a bad taste in her mouth.

Yuna knocks back a survivor via the base of her bat and directly into Chi's swinging distance to get sliced into pieces. Blood spattered the walls, the floor, pooling over the damp concrete floor the moment the corpses went limp.

One down, four to go.

A couple survivors spread out near the warehouse entrance, armed with pots and pans and a wild look in their eyes. It didn't take a genius to figure out their foolish intentions. They sought to alert the dead and use them to their advantage - perhaps to shove Yuna and Chi within grabbing distance in hopes the infected would finish the job for them while being distracted to make great their escape. Psychosis often followed in the footsteps of utter desperation, it seemed. They knew they were losing.

Concerned, Yuna flashes a look to Chimera. As if silently asking for his input. Do they flee, or do they fight?

[stileti]

|| 9 PEOPLE STEPPED INTO THE FRAY

@dontstepinmypuddle

@dragonknightsworn

@lemusegallery

@askarthurgabriel

@cyberrebecca

@the-foxy-fam-and-friends

@the-lonescout

@cauchemarrose

@dawnblxde

“I’m sure you’re itching for a fight and you like what you see~”, The raven witch noticed another figure coming forward as she finished off a group of affinities.

She released an exasperated groan as she swayed her hips side to side before chanting “ARGEDCO” an enochian chant her voice thundering as a portal from demon opened revealing a demon resembling a canine crossbred to a humongous bat appeared and with a snap of her finger the demon multiplied to tens decreasing in size.

“Who knows you might just settle for hors d’oeuvres”, She motioned to the little demon dogs to attack.

[xcoatlicuex]

@dontstepinmypuddle sent an offering

Coatli was not expecting company, so the sound of someone strolling into her garden made her sigh in exasperation. Of course someone came to visit when she was busy.

She looked up from the body she was kneeling over, a very much dead body.

"What?"