#forsakencygnet

[withoutathorax]

I drew you a picture. I mean it's more like I drew you in a picture. 

I like it.

[forsakencygnet-deactivated20150]

Headshot

Swan paused when he heard Ellenore yelling. He recognized her voice from when he’d wandered into the complex and met Ilias. His own pale eyes widened the moment he saw the head flying towards him and quickly moved to jump out of the way only to be hit squarely in the groin by Nick. The Goth went down like the scrawny little scarecrow he was and just lay there, wheezing quietly as he tried to catch his breath.

[withoutathorax]

Nick managed to turn himself, facing his former enemy. "Oh shit it's-hey what's wroo-ooooohhhhhhh" Nick stared ahead for a while as the logical chain of events started to click together.  He turned notably giddy, starting to laugh as he exclaimed. "Oh man, I hit you right in the nads didn't I! Guess you weren't using them much anyway tho, you pinstripe-wearing fuck" Nick continued to laugh, falling back over.

[withoutathorax]

"First up in the midget olympics! Ilias, the first up!" Ellenore shouted, obviously amused. Ilias himself, however, was just as amused, as he readied himself up. "Aaaaaand..." Ellenore started, raising her starting gun, "Go!" She fired, and Ilias sprinted up, and with a light grunt, he kicked the disembodied head. As soon as the head was sent flying, the two old coots booked it, laughing their asses off.

Nick had been blissfully unaware of his impending fate. he could hear the two talking clearly enough to rise suspicion. As soon as nick managed to scoot himself so he could face the two lunatics, his eyes widened in dread as he began to shout. “wait what- no..no no NO NO NONONONO” Nick was sent flying through the air, exclaiming a “what the FUCK man” throughout his graceful voyage.

He’d be facing away from whatever object he landed himself into. Which happened to be Swan’s crotchal area in this case. Nick fell back down on the ground with a thump, groaning in pain as he attempted to right himself. Not yet noticing the other. “Shit, that hurt like a motherfucker”

[junkyardkilling-blog]

forsakencygnet replied to your post:"HEY LITTLE SCREAMER. I got you something." Vikke...

It was a large neon sign with “BATES MOTEL—NO VACANCY” written on it. It wasn’t lit up, and the bulbs were probably long out of power, but hey Vikke was practically dripping with electricity he could probably light it up.

"A- wh-... Is this-?" He pushed it up to get a better look at it, his eyes widening. "Holy shit! Holy fuckin' shit it IS! Where'd you fuckin' get this? How'd you know!?"

[junkyardkilling-blog]

"HEY LITTLE SCREAMER. I got you something." Vikke dumped something large and wrapped in hide onto the punk "I went to the surface to get Yumil some more squeaky toys and I found this. I thought you'd like it."

"A fuckin' chewtoy? You callin' me a dog now?" Zed laughed, pushing the object off himself before uncovering it- with his teeth. Woof. 

[philistinegenius-blog]

He looked up from his consulting desk/register with a slightly disconcerted expression. Whoever had just walked into the shop did not smell exactly fresh. He tried to conceal this realization, not wanting to scare away the customer.

"Yeah, I'm guessing you're here for weapons?"

[junkyardkilling-blog]

[8:58:07 PM] Marionette: First thing zed clone baby is gonna do when they're born is scream so loud that they make someone's head explode

Circle-A: the zedx2 baby is probably going to be loud as dicks

Circle-A: OMG

Circle-A: JINX

Circle-A: kINDA

[8:58:36 PM] Marionette: That's how they're gonna dick their way out they're just gonna scream and red letters are gonna explode out of the earth

[8:58:42 PM] Marionette: DIG

[8:58:43 PM] Marionette: NOT DICK

Circle-A: DICK THEIR WAY OUT

[8:58:47 PM] Marionette: THE THIRST IS TOO REAL

[cheer-saw]

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