#halfbladed

[bastardbled-moved]

“What’s your favourite silverware? Because I like to spoon!” ( —Masa )

“I’m rather partial to a knife, you see, I enjoy cutting people. Especially those that get on my nerves.” 

let rams be the little spoon 2k19.   @halfbladed

[horrorempathya]

“  yeah,  i’ve  got  somewhere  you  can  stay.    i  could  actually  use  your  help,  if  you  don’t  mind.  ”      claire’s  low,   slightly  voice  punctuated  each  word.     only  claire  could  be  simultaneously  kind  and  yet  so  extremely  hard.      maybe  that’s  why  she’s  the  leader.     she  never  did  ask  why,   other  than  the  obvious  fact  she  started  the  convoy  in  the  first  place,   pulling  people  out  of  raccoon  city  for  safety.      they  just  all  follow  her  now,   ask  her  for  the  last,   important  command.     the  biggest  decisions  in  the  convoy  are  made  as  a  team,   but  not  before  she’s  asked  first.

“  come  on.  ”      the  small  town,  rustic  in  it’s  nature,   is  picked  apart,   the  desert  stretching  out  beyond  it,   but  there’s  always  something.    always.     there’s  a  radio  on  her  hip  that  vibrates,   carlos  asking  what  the  shot  was.     she  picks  up  the  radio  to  answer  that  it  was  nothing.     claire  simply  turns,  stuffing  her  gun  in  it’s  holster  before  picking  up  the  slightly  molded,  cardboard  box  with  food  in  it.    

“  there’s  another  one  right  around  the  corner,   grab  it  and  follow  me.  ”       now,   there’s  really  no  reason  to  trust  her --    or  even  to  trust  that  he  won’t  run  off  with  it,   but  she  doesn’t  have  an  off  feeling  with  this  one.     guess  there’s  only  one  way  to  find  out:     THE  HARD  WAY.

> continued!  \  @halfbladed.

[streetcrowned]

she is a restless soul - even with her life finally finding peace, with her being able to fulfill her wish of opening her own shop in her hometown, she cannot remain there for long. she does not do well with a roof atop her head. so she leaves the shop to some friends, saying they should look after it until she returns --- and then she sets out, to travel the world. with just a cart to fill with goods.

...well that all sounded better in her head. it’s been weeks since she’s seen a city and dragging her cart along ( by now filled with trinkets ) became quite the hardship. she pulls the cart up a hill, her face clearly showing her annoyance. it’s when she sees a silhouette that just for a moment, she hesitates, hands raising t shield her eyes from the sun... that her cart decides to roll down the hill she had just climbed. 

ah well. at this point she does not care anymore. with a huff the girl falls onto some near grass, her limbs sprawled out she only raises a hand when she senses that someone else has arrived “greetings - if you are a nice wanderer, then do not mind me. and if you are a thief... I think my valuables are in that cart so I’d run after that. just don’t rob me in person, for one I am quite broke and for seconds, I do know how to wield a weapon, it would not be fun for any of us.”

// @halfbladed ( S.C ) .

[horrorempathya]

‘  DER  MIST.  ’       adina’s  surprisingly  soft,  high  voice  sounded  exceptionally  off  muttering  that  exclamation  of  exasperation.     especially  since  her  german  accent  was  FAR  MORE  PROFOUND  when  she’s  speaking  german,  of  course.     it  was  the  whistle,  jacob’s  chosen  are  coming.            

‘  LET’S  GET  BACK  to  the  rest  of  the  cougars,  or  we’re  going  to  be  wolf  meat.  ’     after  all,  she  and  faith  are  suddenly  the  cult’s  most  wanted.    and  they’d  do  anything  FOR  THE  BLESSING  OF  THE  FATHER.    it’s  better  that  anyone  that  isn’t  currently  with  the  cult  doesn’t  meet  even  the  chosen.

AS  NASTY  AS  THEY  ARE,  the  cult  always  has  persuasive  methods  to  get  nonbelievers  to  become  believers.     even  without  faith.

> let me test the far cry 5 oc  \  @halfbladed  \  accepting.

[maroonego]

‘ You didn’t hire me to be good at math. ’ ( —Masa )

It was some meme I got no idea. || Accepting. || @halfbladed

“ Well I thought someone was gonna be ... ” Disappointment was laced through his words, sighing out softly as he realized the other was just as bad at math as he was. Akihiko wished he was still good at his work like he was in school but it seemed to diminish as he stopped practicing and went off on his adventures. “ Well now what? We have to add up the price of the groceries so we don’t go overboard. ”

[chainsxwsmile]

❝ Resisting my Conqueror's Fire is a fruitless endeavour, sea king! With the flick of my wrist, you shall be under my spell! ❞ Masaomi leans in to ask in a more pleading tone, ❝ Would you please allow me the honour of riding you to shore? My ship has been stranded and I think the seagulls have become privy to my box and stick hunting technique. Also I do not want them thinking I am no longer an apex predator, so that is why I yelled at you, I apologize. ❞

He had been smacked, punched, shot at, and stabbed with harpoons and knives in his lifetime, but never had Bruce ever been yelled at by a human. The gentler request dared not soften the blow of the prior order and everything gathered in the creature’s self-respect and dignity screamed at Bruce to tell the stranger to go sod off. 

But no, he was no violent, screaming human. 

He would be polite in response. 

Bruce turned his head to the side, eyeing the human suspiciously. “And why didn’t ye ask that b’fore blowin’ my ears out?” His expression annoyed and deadpanned, the creature flicked his caudal fin with irritation. 

[maroonego]

@halfbladed ♡′d

“ You better think twice before you even think you can eat more food than I can! I almost eat for a living ... other than fight. ”