#lookingforstatic

[walridernightmares]

@lookingforstatic

 Pot, meet Kettle. “You should already know.”

    “Probably hurt less than the ride down, though…” Broken bones, broken mind, and some nanomachine demon riding shotgun under his skin. Carrying that all wasn’t exactly easy as pie. At least he managed to make it to the surface, unlike those guys who found their grave in that fucking place.

They raise their eyebrows at him, then lower them, too lazy to shrug.

“Well, it might be because every Miles has a different perspective, and while our stories may be similar, we’re all different in some ways.” Static crackled softly along their skin, their soulless gaze fixed on him. “I know it was hell on earth for all of us but, I’ve met Miles’ who’ve gone through different hells at Mt. Massive.”

[walkonsoldier]

@lookingforstatic​;;

        Through fogged eyes Chris searches, following the stench of cheap cologne and the sound of scattered footsteps. The man-- the pig-- he sought out was a slippery one. The noises he made were sporadic at best, silence suddenly falling before he’d hear the faintest of footfall. Sometimes he’d even hear a whimper or the creak of a locker door, if he were lucky.

        “I’m not as bad as I look,” Chris assures as he creeps forward, his long strides giving him ground a smaller person would have to sprint to cover. “I just wanna help. You want out, don’t you?”

[mendxcity]

                                   [ LOOKINGFORSTATIC ]

♃   Something smelled; rotting, festering, WRONG & CORRUPTED. Like a corpse, something left to decay by what once helped them strive. like flies to thus, they came. The type of smell that made on feel bloated just by IT’S EXISTENCE.

                                             THEY LIKED IT

♃   They wished to ENGULF the cause, play the taste around the tongue like a fine wine. or something like that. Lithe form traced themselves, FOLLOWING & FINDING but where did these feet bring them? To another HUMAN.

                                             NOW THAT SIMPLY WOULDN’T WORK                                                    THEY WERE NOT A NIBBLER

♃   To no no, but their stolen mass wouldn’t ALLOW DEVOURATION of something larger then them. actually, why was a mere man reeking of such a delectable scent? Atramentous body of Zherneboh came up behind them regardless, PERCHED atop some scaffolding and dust covered shelving. Unwelcomed words, PRODDING & PRYING. Assumptious to say the least.

                               ❝So how often do you get called a weirdo?❞

[bogisms-blog]

rhodonite

if my muse prefers elegance or convenience

My muse is definitely big on something being convenient. He’s very lazy and he’d much rather go after the convenient prey than something that requires some show. However, that doesn’t mean that when he does have to show some elegance, he won’t. Bo definitely knows how to use his massive presence to his ability and make it work for him. 

[meow-n-save]

🍞

Send me a “🍞 “ for your muse to throw a loaf of bread at my muse.

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The cat growls after it hits him, his fur floofed up in a mix of surprise and fear.

"Hey! Watch where you throw your brain!"

[neverhasarrived-blog]

@lookingforstatic

      “I was a doctor before everything. An oncologist,” he glances up from a makeshift box of band-aids. “For what feels like a lifetime before everything happened, actually.”