#lttlesally

[kllsworn]

@lttlesally​ Cont. from Here.

“Shut yer trap ya fuckin’ twerp!” He pointed a bandaged finger at her before angrily swinging the scythe back until it came to rest on his shoulder again. Two different colored eyes narrowing at the little girl.

    “It’s boring if I can’t kill ya so fuck off already.” 

[gen0kill]

@lttlesally​ (x)

She looks at the ghost girl before waving gently, she noticed that she was annoyed but she sat down on the ground in the house-- looking around then at her again. The house had no draft, no wind, no sunlight shining through-- this house was just simply dark but she wondered why the girl was here. But she knew it was rude to ask a spirit that they would tell her when she was ready.

“Greetings, little one... I’m sorry to intruded.” 

[maskiller]

STARTER   CALL :   @lttlesally​

          “   THE   MASK   KEEPS   ME   SAFE .   ”    they   assure ,   although   it   is   hand   -   hand   with   the   paranoia   caused   by   the   operator .    while   it   is    strapped   around   their   head   securely ,    a    gloved    hand   raises    and   presses    it    to    their   features ,    as    if    it    was   going   to    be   pulled   away   at   some   point .    the   last   thing   they   want   is   their   safety   to   be   torn   away ,    because   to   be   open   to   the   operator   was   a   death   sentence   in   his   book .

          “   you   have   a   safety   net ,   too ,   right ?   ”   they   question ,    anxiety   lacing   in   their   voice .   they’re   not   too   used   to   being   honest   with   people ,   after    all .   “   what   keeps   you   safe ?   ”

[mirrormania]

✂ * @lttlesally​​​ !  ✗ ✗ ✗  checked in.

       HE WAS SO CERTAIN   His mirrors caught the glimpse of a little girl. A mess of a little girl, a real disaster. It was hard to escape the mirror man’s observant eyes-- out of place things rarely escaped them, that he promises. But... how would a little girl be down here?  The sight reminded him of another girl.  But put the thought out of your mind. He’s not seeing things, he’s fine, don’t be ridiculous.  “ Hello? Hello~? Sweetheart? ”  

This mirror headed man walked with almost a swing to the hips he rested his hands on, stepping through his dimly lit, decayed but clinical halls. He should really get those flickering fluorescents fixed... “ Hey, don’t be shy, kiddo,  you could really use my help! Don’t worry, I’m a doctor! ”  His eyes, all the reflections of them at least, flicker about and watch from every angle, trying to catch sight of them again. “ You should really get those bruises looked at, don’t you think? ”  Except one mirror reflects his grinning mouth, and he hums.  “ I’m also a dentist~! ”

[reliefinabott13]

@lttlesally has met a stranger.

   And what a stranger they were! Dressed in a white t-shirt and sweatpants, they reeked to high heaven and above. Their hair mangled and tangled beyond belief, it was clear they hadn’t had a bath in ages. A bag hung around their shoulder, which they constantly kept a hand on, as if they were afraid someone might steal it.

   They beamed down at the girl, more than a little madness in his eyes. “Hey there, stranger! You’re a little lost, aren’t you? I mean, I know my brain is more scrambled than a pan full of eggs, but I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to be here!” He giggled gleefully, before glancing around, suddenly serious.

   “Oh, it’s not happy. It’s not happy at all. It knows. It fucking knows.” 

[timehoarder]

❗ INTRUDER ALERT ❗

@lttlesally​ has Made Contact: ‘ why do people shush animals? they’ve never spoken. ‘

JOHN MULANEY SENTENCE STARTERS || Accepting

At first Yu just gives a blank stare at the ghost girl, clearly not understanding  fully. The alien came from a planet where cats, birds, seals and other animals could talk just fine, while others didn’t. To say they’ve never spoken would be like saying the time piece in her hands was fake.

“Maybe they just don’t wanna. Or are bein’ considerate of the people who shushed them?” The time piece is put away, somehow in the back of the red and white mask on her face, and she turns her full attention to the girl closeby. She’s not even flinching at anything around  her, no matter how haunting it could be. “Maybe they just aren’t capable of it here, too?”

[frightsguard]

@lttlesally​. / s.c.

   ❝ Oh! ❞ It had been a little bit since she last saw the other-- bandage-covered hands fiddle with the hem of her sweater as she leans on the wall-- a smile on her face as she tilted her head; it’s not often she runs into the same spirit again after talking to them once ( though, she supposed it was best to keep those who remained company, after all ), nails pick and push at the fabric of her clothes; it was particularly chilly today, to be fair.

   ❝ It’s been a while, Sally, have things been okay with you? ❞ It was the least she could ask the other; nothing a normal person should ask ( ‘are you cold?’ or, ‘you need a coat?’ ghosts don’t have temperatures ), ❝ If it’s alright to ask, anyways. ❞

[slayers-testament]

”Hey, can i borrow your gun?” Sally no-

“This isn’t a toy. I’m not too keen on letting anyone just randomly touch my guns, let alone kids.”