#ipreferthebarrens

[mvvnchkin]

& ipreferthebarrens. ( starter call )

               “You don’t have to watch me like that, you know. I have money to                pay for anything I find in here if I want it, so I don’t have any reason                to rob ya, Mister Jersey...”

     Yeesh, he was such an intimidating Fable. Rachel wasn’t exactly sure why      people who were so much bigger than her seemed to be the most      suspicious of her presence, but it was unnerving. What did they think she      was gonna do? Rob them blind when they turned their back? She wasn’t      even half their height -- she was full of talk but she wasn’t stupid.

     Then again, maybe it was just their nature. She was supposed to avoid      most people around this section of town. Especially during these later      hours.

               “Is that little harp still up for sale?”

[headhostess-blog]

ipreferthebarrens

     Vivian had never been alone in the same room with Jersey. It wasn’t a fear thing, or a comfort thing, just a circumstantial thing. She was Georgie’s partner, she’d stick with him, right? Right.      Well, Georgie had this habit of sleeping until well-past-noon which left Vivian to tend to the girls, Hans and the club during the day. The door was locked and things were quiet. Which...could very easily get boring.      Around 3:30 or so Vivian stepped out for a smoke and made eye contact with Jersey as he strolled down the side walk in her direction. Assuming he was on his way to the club and that he’d come to see Georgie, she speaks up with out so much as a greeting or an inquiry as to whether or not he was even doing either of those things.       “Georgie’s sleeping.” She says, blowing the cigarette smoke through her nose, though some seeps through her teeth and splays about her face.

[weisswiederschnee-blog]

“Yes. I might have given you rabies. But in my defense, that’s ridiculous and I didn’t.”

     “I don’t believe you. Honestly, you shouldn’t have bitten      me and now I’m going to have to get shots so I don’t pass     it on to Sheriff Wolf.”

[vanishing-feline]

I was tagged by faiirest-fable

Why did you choose your url: Because Cheshire vanishes...but is also a cat?

What is your middle name: Irene

If you could own any fairytail/fictitious pet what would it be: I can choose the Jersey Devil right

Favorite Color: Purple

Favorite Song: ehhhhhhh at the moment Wonderland by Natalia Kills

Top 5 Fandoms: TWAU, Bully, GTA V, DC, Marvel.

Why do you enjoy Tumblr: It’s something to do that’s for the most part fun

I CAN ONLY TAG THESE BLOGS LMAO

caucxusrace  byorderofthekiing ipreferthebarrens brutishbrothers

[feedinglungs]

ipreferthebarrens

"Glad you’re finally ready to talk about all those feelings you’ve been hidin’ for god knows how long, Mary," the cryptid replied, the left corner of his mouth pulling up in a lopsided smirk.  "Ain’t good keepin’ secrets from your teammates."

     ❝ Oh, I agree! Bottling up so many thoughts and needs,      that's not healthy, right? You should know better than anybody. ❞ Because two can play this game.

[johannthebutcher]

Closed RP with IPreferTheBarrens

"And what else was I supposed to do? Lie to him? Have him come back finish me off for screwing him over?"

[feedinglungs]

ipreferthebarrens [x]

Jersey rolled his eyes, giving the other a forced, exaggerated smile from the other side of the window. ”Usin’ the front door like a normal fuckin’ human being now, are we?” He spat, nevertheless unlocking and opening the door for the other fable. The cryptid extended his free hand, motioning her into the room. ”Here to repossess somethin’ you dropped off?”

     ❝ Yeah, somethin' like that. ❞

Entering the front door, she frankly did not care about his little cranky attitude. She didn't plan to stay for too long anyways, as there was still a job she had to fulfill this night, like every other. Amber eyes wandered through the room for a bit before she'd finally turn her head to the glamoured fable with the ginger hair.

     ❝ I want the revolver. ❞

[weisswiederschnee-blog]

ipreferthebarrens

     Snow looked entirely out of place as she let herself into the Lucky Pawn, her heels tapping mutedly on the floor as she stepped in to look around further. The corners of her mouth twisted into some combination of disgust and discomfort as she crossed her arms over her chest.

     ❝Mr. Jersey...?❞