Jun 17, 2013
gamertrolls started following you
|_dO i sEnse gAmes?_|
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gamertrolls started following you
|_dO i sEnse gAmes?_|
Wandering
You stumble through the forest oafishly, walking is still a pain in the ass. You go to swing your arms and shivers attack your spine, you'll wake up in the morning still able to feel it there only to look over and see a stump bloodied with bandages. It was a worthy trade for Saikin's life, you just hope she's okay. It's been weeks. You don't know why you haven't gone home yet, part of you feels it's safe to lie low for awhile. The other is merely...wanderlust. Your remaining hand reaches up and fingers a small steel necklace you commissioned with your.pocket money from a seedy desert troll, the make was good. It reminded you why you were here. Groaning thinly, you lean against a tree trunk.
whoops bedtime
like if i owe
Dirty night clowns
This is the place, you size up the pathetic opening to the underground hive. It would be easy to miss if you didn't know what you were looking for. But Kerlen Marazi is one of the indisputable best trackers in the dark carnival, and you had been following this girl for months now. You'd recognized that blush on the dancefloor, a filthy limeblood. You grip your club and kick down the door easily. Hollering "DADDY'S HOME."
If Tumblr ate the ask about the plot I just sent I'm gonna punch a puppy.
Swimming
You trudge through the slightly humid woods, there were patches of green behind the south of your hive, in these were quite a few ponds varying in depth. You thought these would be the safest place for swimming lessons, no way in hell would you risk it out in the open ocean. You thought it would be prudent now more than ever to do this though. You flop down beside the waters edge, hugging you're knees. You're dressed in just a tank and shorts, no shoes. It's pretty comfortable.
Date night
You trudge through the cold woods, retracing your steps is not easy with nerves added into the mix, though you still don't understand what you've got to be worried about, it's not like rejection from her would be difficult. Not on the surface, anyway. You approach the entrance to the hive, left hand nearly suffocating the bundle of ornate black roses. Often associated with death, you thought she might appreciate them. Swallowing you take a minute to smooth your hair like a vain dumbass before you knock on the door.
=> Take her home tonight
You're surprised by how lightweight she is, for someone who's taller than you, traversing the hills Saikin's head never left the warm crook between your chest and elbow. You kick open the door, your new meow beast who is still unnamed glances up and releases a meek greeting. Switching the heated armchair with your elbow, you gingerly lower your limeblooded friend into a loose fetal position and cover her with a blanket of cholerbear fur, turning you wander to the kitchen debating on mixing something for when she wakes up. You've got some soup in the fridge, that'll do. Turning, you head back to the front room and flop on the couch. It's been a long day.