“Villagers, pitchforks, torture – the usual…” ( from dusk, who has probably upset a lot of islanders for shits and giggles. )
His eyes found their way to meet with her own. Naturally low ridden eyesbrows coming to a single right quirk. His hands came to rest on his hips. Silence ENGULFING the air between the siblings as he STARED.
🔫 u reblog that meme and ur friends with me, ur obligated to answer them all
oH GOD. OK… ok…..
SNOBBY SHORES : favourite skin
i have too many favorites tbh but if i had to choose, it would obviously be a tie between drift and the visitor
JUNK JUNCTION : least favourite skin
lil whip. i hate that bassard
PLEASANT PARK : skin you’re currently using?
the visitor… lol
WAILING WOODS : what skin idea would you like to see added?
just give me everything story related and fuck me up fam
RETAIL ROW : how many skins do you own?
i have to go count this brb…… ok hi i have around 236
TILTED TOWERS : favourite back bling?
easily the shatterfly wings / shattered wing / dream’s back bling
SHIFTY SHAFTS : favourite pickaxe?
i love the dual pickaxes but i think one of my favs is the oracle axe
LAZY LINKS : favourite glider?
planetary probe since season 3 babey
DUSTY DIVOT : favourite contrail?
comet and rift lightning and also cube runes
TOMATO TEMPLE : favourite season?
season 4 babey…. but also season 10 has been promising so far (:
PARADISE PALMS : favourite named location?
it used to be moisty but dusty dusty DUSTY DUSTY D
FLUSH FACTORY : least favourite named location?
ive always hated tilted towers
HAUNTED HILLS : total kill count?
bruh idk i just know my highest kill game was 25
LOOT LAKE : typical loadout?
sniper / assault rifle / shotgun / shields / glider ( or in the case this isn’t team rumble, sniper / assault rifle / shotgun / SMG / shields ( or any other heals ) ya )
LUCKY LANDING : favourite weapon?
sniper rifles for life babey
SALTY SPRINGS : least favourite weapon?
fucking pistols
GREASY GROVE : what do you play on?
playstation 4
RISKY REELS : favourite fortnite streamer?
drlupo !!
LONELY LODGE : solo, duo or squad?
solo ( bc im a menace and like to rush into fights and i know that annoys anyone who ever plays with me so id rather play alone )
“If we are following traditional terms, the angels were the ones that struck fear into humans, while the devils were gentlemen of their craft.” ( @anastasia from jezebel )
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Response:
Anastasia tilted her head slightly as she thought about Jezebel’s words, a small almost sly smile spreading upon her lips
“I suppose it is easier to believe the sweetness that a lie will momentarily tend to bring, then face the abruptness of the truth.”
saccharine delights leave a bitter taste in her mouth whenever marionne leaves. she pines for the wrong reasons : an unreciprocated romance, the kind where they lie in a field of violet and lavender until nora realizes shes alone, abandoned without a chaste kiss. or even a goodbye.
she doesn't ask ‘ what if ’ partly due to the fear of being left alone again. but her detective's intuition is wary of the woman who conveniently slipped away prior to the volcano's eruption, and it doesn't care about a superficial infatuation that not only distracts her from her work, but marionne's as well. nora hopes, despite premonition that inclines her to believe that the woman she's so desperately smitten with is not at all who she says she is, that one day they can meet while not in uniform so when their fingers interlace, they finally touch. she hopes, for once, that her gut feeling is wrong.
There’s a dark gleam that comes across his sunglasses, a smile plays upon his lips.
“A popular place if you’re in a rush would be Haunted Hills. There’s so many graves no one would notice another one.”
He chuckles and gives a shrug.
“Although there is a hidden tar pit down in the depths of the desert. It takes a bit for corpses to sink, but there won’t be any trace afterwards. There’s also the new furnace up in the power plant, you just have to get past security first~”
zoey, but she’s just pointing a gun at him. no words. only gun. 🔫
he hears the click of the hammer against the steel chamber - the familiar sound of a bullet pulling into position fit for firing beneath the noise of everything else. the humming of machinery around him - the ambiance of an area brought back to life from the ashes. dread thinks it’s a pity - a job well wasted , even though he had no initial control over his previous crash landing. a different route would need to be taken … and he’s assuming she’s upset with the results of what has taken place.
it was a diner before , all pretty and decorated as some tourist attraction to see the crater in the earth up close and personal. if only those people who had paraded across that catwalk above the divot knew the horrors that had taken place. if only this girl wasn’t penny pinching for the sake of a cute little name on a map. pathetic , in all aspects of the word , but maybe not even she knew the blood spilled on those grounds. it’s all for naught now.
slow turn , head swiveling at the neck first with the low sound of pistons cranking metallic muscle , prompting it to move. his body follows soon after, shoulders twisting to match the direction his head is turned in before his attention is fully on this … saturated girl. the display of expressionate screen flickers , the dot center of crosshairs twisting , shifting from that to the somewhat alarming X that marks the spot. he’s sizing her up , debating on which points of the body would be easiest to insert that blade hooked to left bracer.
“ are you upset with me ? ” his voice sounds as if it’s spoken through a radio , a clear signal speaker with someone on the other end even though the voice in itself is coming from the inside of this body. tucked away behind that armor are circuits , wires , everything that makes up the embodiment of danger. he takes a step forward - and then another - and then another , and bends until the barrel of the gun gives the silent clink against the screen of his face , right between where two eyes would be. “ why are you upset with me … ? ”