#handfulofmuses

[rangespacer]

@handfulofmuses / xr

He stares at the smoking hole in the wall for a long minute, then slowly turns his eyes back to XR. "I don't think insurance is gonna cover that."

[warncdandwiles]

@spottedmischief said: (Handfulofmuses XR @ XL) ❝ that guy in the gorilla costume has been following us for the past ten blocks. ❞

He could have been discreet; had a peek and then concocted a tight-nit plan to lure the guy into a trap. Really, he could have.

Instead, he turns around, several weapons extruding from both arms, his chest cavity, and the harness on his back. He steps in front of the little ranger, blocking him from view.

"WHERE?"

Finally! He gets to fight a gorilla!

[darkcacaocookieandfriends]

(throws a cupcake man at @handfulofmuses ) How long had it been?

It felt like ages since the two of them crossed paths. Perhaps, in many ways it was. Brute had been there when Red Velvet announced his leave. While it hurt him to know their paths diverged, he wished them well and wanted happiness for them, just as he did when Dark Choco left. He buried the guilt in wanting to be closer, but only being able to afford to in doses. While everything was bittersweet, he often wondered how the cakes had been. His people, the ones always oppressed and seen as little more than dirt beneath cookie's feet were finding their own ground. It may not have been the world he yearned for - one where cakes ruled, one where he made the cookies who saw him as a MONSTER bow before his greatness... No... He could have never had that. He knew that now. Even pursuing equality on it's most basic level would take years, time, and effort on both parts to make peace with eons long opposition to each other. In his own way, Brute wanted to be a hero, but he was nothing more than a disgrace, a failed martyr for all of cake kind. Even utilizing the power of the pomegranate gem, something that could have crumbled him left nothing but a scar - a brand to remind him how far he'd go for power. While he got the thing he wanted, he couldn't help but feel...hollow for that.

"Cakeberus, old friend. You look well." Inside, he was happy, happy that the cakes looked healthy, that their eyecings shined and their beautiful manes and tails flowed and danced in the wind. They emitted a special kind of glow against the pastel sun rays. But...could he say the same for himself?

[multimusewonderland]

Shadow continues to be friends with the mutants, i see.........

(good, as he should)

@handfulofmuses

[cookieofearthbread]

@handfulofmuses [CONTINUED]

If Pastry were to be honest, she was tired, tired of everything as she thought over all the choices that she made that lead to this very moment… Where she was fighting for her life and fighting for a side that…. Simply didn’t care what happened to them and a side which only brought more suffering to the world… A fact which sat ill within her dough considering she wanted to crave a future where they were free to make their own choices… One that was not determined by the witches.

…. What a joke… 

She ran away to get away from worshipping the witches to only end up in a group where the leader was trying to become a witch herself…. A fact that Pastry would never dream of with how much the other despised the witches and what the witches did to her.

How she was created. She was the very thing she hated.

Regardless, Pastry looked at Pom Pom Dough Cookie with a somber expression, feeling sorry that the young cookie who only knew nothing but despair, pain and suffering in the world, and how she along with her siblings' fates was one created to be absolutely cruel.

She wanted to kill Dark Enchantress Cookie and Butter Roll Cookie.

“No… I…. Even if I am tired…. I can’t rest… I don’t want to rest unless you rest as well as it would be unfair for me to rest when I know that you and your siblings are fighting.” She responded, giving a small smile to try and reassure the other, before fiddling with the crossbow on her arm.

[xeversayfishxace]

Continued from here.

Yeah, Xever got that all too well. He had very much been the same as Jason was when he was a kid. Though, to be fair Xever had been much younger back then. And the person he attached himself to ended up not being the best in the end. That person had left Xever alone whenever he felt the need to but always came back.

Xever wanted to remain with Jason so he wouldn't be left alone. Cause the kid clearly needed someone to lean on right now. And with how low rung he was with the Foot right now he could maybe get away with not being around for a little longer. So long as kept giving updates all while pretending to gain more ground and money for them. It was the best way to ensure he had something to offer.

"I made a promise didn't I? I wasn't going to leave you. You're...important...to me so I'll take care of you..."

Xever found it hard to be too comforting, he was trying though. Likely trying to say the things he wished others said to him. He almost shuddered somewhat since he was bringing up his own sadness. He reached up a hand to Jason and stroked the boy's scales.

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[worldclassmenageriie]

@handfulofmuses

This. Stank. This absolutely stank and she was steaming about it.

First Olivia's parents drive her out away from the house with bribery in blueberries and she thinks its just a fun outting--then they leave her.

They. Left her! Left her on the side of this stinking road all by herself! And drove away!

As if being dumped like a bag of droppings wasn't bad enough, she tried to go to the farm across the road where she dropped---and no one seemed to be home. A lanky tabby had tried to stalk her but it was quickly bullied off, considering she outsized the cat in bulk alone.

Scratch, scratch, scratch at the farmhouse door....nothing. There had been no human to pick her up and take her back indoors to a soft bed and good food so she'd retreated back across the road again.

Bunking down in the overgrown grass, she tucked her paws under her body and rested her chin on her dewlap. Lop ears dragging slightly on the ground next to her shoulders.

She wanted to go home.

[muses0fgracie]

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Rockoon vc: waves. Hi.

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Blue screen of confusion noises.