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sending some positivity to @influencedbyfear on this fine day. i've been following their blog on a few of mine for years now, and actually cried happy tears when they followed me on my current blog. their writing is so amazing, and after reading their updated rules today --- i am so impressed with their maturity. they are for sure a huge asset to this RPC. and their willingness to keep wanting to explore with new followers is awesome. i could gush on, but there is a word limit lol
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Had she known who it was prior, she wouldn’t have done what she did. Guilt could clearly be seen as she gently dabs a cotton ball with alcohol. A heavy sigh escapes slightly parted lips before setting the clear bottle of rubbing alcohol off to the side. Her focus then goes to his features; more so his bloodstained nose. Leaning forward with cotton ball in hand, she began to gently dab and wipe away the blood from his nose. Being on edge makes you paranoid, which resulted in him getting a punch in the nose from the shorter female,
“You really shouldn’t sneak up on people. Could you imagine what could have happened to you if I had a weapon on me? Jesus Christ!” She finishes with a heavy sigh.
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CONGRATULATIONS LIZZIE !!!! YOU LOVELY BIRTHDAY MEME you’d better party hard and have lots of cake otherwise wendigo josh and / or valak will get you. they might team up actually. and no one wants that. u have been warned. but for real i’m just so grateful to be your friend and have continued to write such fun and wild things with you. here’s to YOU !!! wishing u all the happiness in the world and the best party ofc. but don’t follow josh’s example bc we don’t want any mysterious disappearances around here thank u very much.
@influencedbyfear // continued things
Where were you?
He’d almost say Jon was.... concerned? Victor wasn’t used to that, not from anyone other then his Bubbe. And even then... sometimes her memory failed and she thought he was his father. Guess he no longer had to concern himself with that.
“Outta town... had some things to take care of.”
Wasn’t often he was the one planning a funeral. Death... sure. But not funerals. That was the aftermath and he didn’t deal with that unless it was... well. Family.
Slowly he slinked in, footsteps confident against the ground, but softly placed. As always the hunter at heart.
“Why... you miss me?”
【 @influencedbyfear 】 †. it is with a rancid stench that the horror resumes. for years has valak preyed upon this man; first it was enticed by his pain --- a special flavor of agony far beyond the measure of a child. yet a child jonathan crane had been. he should not have survived, though such denial has only drawn valak closer with the intention of finally feasting upon his matured spirit. it has waited patiently. and now its time has nearly arrived. with the smell of something sickly sweet and rotting comes biting cold, enough to chill the doctor to the bone.
the door locks audibly. its resounding click serves as a sign for crane. an indication that there is a presence nearby.
come and see.
SEES DOCTOR JONATHAN CRANE FOLLOWED ME! 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀!!!!!!!!! @influencedbyfear
{☆} “You cannot imagine the HORRORS I’ve seen--do not think some...burlap sack will FRIGHTEN me.” Gamora hisses, blade drawn. Comparing this...strange man to any of the TERRORS she’s seen Thanos inflict, and inflicted herself--it was laughable. Godslayer glints in the cool MOON and her narrowed eyes DARE the man to make a move.
“A SMART man would get out of my way.” She warns.
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“----------consider this a formal invitation.”
his voice is low. expression determined. he’s getting use to living without the mask-- as well as his role and title. the Dark seemed to have donned a cloak around his shoulders, matching the color and weight of the physical cape that followed behind him. “I am certain the First Order can use your-- expertise.”
