#draugar:start

[archerbrods-blog]

“want a smoke,” he offered the stranger coming up beside him. “make ‘em myself. sort of. i normally don’t share, but i’ve got a bunch right now.” 

[ironrcses-blog]

“Alright, terribly funny. I’ll give you that. Congratulations.” 

You see, she had a great sense of humour. Truly. The best kind. She loved jokes, she considered herself to be amazingly funny. But as Melissa glazed at her gun, her favorite one, and saw it entirely covered with heart stickers, she shook her head in disbelief as a sigh came out of her mouth. She guessed that’s what happened when people were left with nothing to do. 

Mel held a deadpan expression on her face as she put her gun up in the air with one of her hands. “Now, who should I thank for this? Seriously, guys?” 

[goodintenticns-blog]

        “——— stop !!” urgency claws at his throat, and the words fall from chapped lips as he stumbles from his hiding place. hazel eyes remain frozen on the human he’s faced with. jude never intended to lay a trap in a place where someone living might stumble upon it. despite the worry in his expression, he’s a little more concerned with the fact that, if they set it off, he’ll have to take the time to free them, and then he’ll be stuck helping with the millions of  needles that will inevitably be embedded in their skin. “i really wouldn’t, if i were you.” it’s his final warning. one more step, that’s all it will take. it won’t kill them, it isn’t one of those traps, thankfully. instead, it will ensnare them and drag them into the surprisingly deep pit he has dug and lined with cacti – not the most pleasant thing to cushion a landing. the whole thing is meant to be a recreation of something he had built the last time he was in arizona, but it has turned out far more amateur than he had hoped. jude was out of practice. thus, why he had been sitting, waiting to see if it might actually work on an unsuspecting zombie.