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hell-flames-roar replied to your post: [[MOR] All da Equestrian pics~ aw yis....
//What breed? So pretty!!
//he wasn't mine, belonged to the club I went to, but all I heard was that he was a mix xD that's all. And he was fairly young too....
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Jolting up, Will looked around, the dogs all scattered around him. grunting, he looked at the door before looking at the time. Brows pulling down he picked himself up, Winston at his heels when he opened the door, squinting at the person behind it. "What?"
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send me a: "✦" and i’ll handwrite my favorite animal
hell-flames-roar replied to your post: .
// -whispers- i am here
-tackles- hellooooooo x3
On second thought that message was probably a little bit dramatic
Of Old Places And New Faces.
It was afternoon in the Arklay Mountains, the late day sun beating down on the ruins of a once great city. Raccoon City. And in just a few hours, it would be sunset. And as dangerous as this place was, that sight was too a beautiful one to behold.
Diana always came down to the ruins to make sure things were not getting out of hand, as infected plants had taken over the central park and zoo locations... But they were far more behaved that previous plants. They were thriving and content. Not violent or lashing out. they had enough years to calm down and have their own place to sink in their roots... So long as no one or nothing came in to bother them. It was their territory.
Today was one of those check up days. Of which, Diana was making her rounds through the destroyed roads, what was left of them. Climbing over metaled cars and ripped apart buildings, ruble laying everywhere. Sometimes there was a dead Licker or Hunter, strung up from a street lamp, that had a burning metal bucket under it. Sources of light. They would last for at least 12 hours before she had to relight them. And those dead infected monsters were Diana's handy work. It was what little was left of them anyway. The underground was still deadly. she made sure to stay above ground.
But, there was an eerie feeling in the air today... Something was not right. The plants at the zoo and central park had been wary, almost wanting to lash out. That usually meant someone was in the city, that wasn't Diana. She was on her guard, the jaws of that bone helmet closed on her head, one blue eye visible through the empty eye socket. A part of the girl was worried it may be soldiers, or Umbrella coming back to try and reclaim the place. That paranoia always alive in the back of her mind.
Boogeyman // Alice
Dahlia turned to look through the cracks of the boarded up windows and smiled at the children with their chubby hands and rosy faces. She heard Alice stir and turned back to her.
‘You’re awake.’ She said brightly. The older woman sat up and raised an eyebrow, giving her a small smile.
‘How long have you been sitting there?’ She asked, leaning in with her forearms on her thighs. She had bright pretty eyes that sparkled and a sideways crooked smile to match. Dahlia looked down, blushing.
‘Since they brought you in here. So. Eight days, I guess.’ She smiled, finally looking back up timidly. ‘I wanted to make sure nothing hurt you and you didn’t have nightmares. Didn’t want you to be alone.’
The older woman smiled at her and looked down. Her brow furrowed only slightly, and she once again looked up into the younger one’s eyes.
‘Did you give me this?’ She asked, showing her the braided bracelet of many colors that decorated her wrist now. Dahlia looked away.
‘For good luck.’ She replied, softly, embarrassed. Dahlia you idiot, she doesn’t believe in luck!
Alice smiled. ‘Thank you. Do you have a name? What can I call you?’ Dahlia bit the inside of her lip.
‘K-Mart.’ She replied. The other’s face turned to that of amusement, bewilderment.
‘K-Mart? Do you have another name?’ She asked, laughing. Dahlia’s smile twitched at the corner of her mouth thinking of it.
‘That’s where they found me. Claire and the others, a couple months back. I always hated my name, and everyone I knew is dead so…’ She shrugged with a bright smile. Alice nodded, eyes sparkling.
‘K-Mart it is.’ She glanced up at the windows and noticed the faces poking through, pointing and giggling. Her brow furrowed as she looked back at Dahlia. ‘What’s with them?’ She asked.
‘They didn’t think you were real.’ Dahlia replied earnestly. ‘They tell stories about you at night like you’re the boogeyman or Dracula… Something like that.’
Alice scoffed, looking down at her hands. The younger girl saw hurt in her eyes. ‘Something like that.’ Alice replied. Dahlia reached out and lifted her chin up, gently.
‘I don’t think you are.’ she said softly.
Oh, OH. Alice smirked. "How's this working out for ya?'
Grunt. It works a bit more when she’s a guy, but — there it is. A grunt.
“It’s not that bad.” Nero’s still pinning her tits down with her hands, though. You bet’cha that this looks awkward.
