#markfxschbach

[helldriiven-blog]

(( ;; @markfxschbach || here. ))

          “Mhm, really cool, Mark.” He could FEEL Mark’s excitement radiating            off of the American, but he definitely wasn’t in the mood to deal with            pretending to be Jack. Especially with how excited and loud Mark was being...            He couldn’t help the spite and anger bubbling up.

          “Multiplayer? Ugh, why would I play th’ game whit you?            Yer so annoyin’, Mark... Go share this with someone deaf,            maybe then ya won’t annoy anyone.” He grumbled,            rubbing his head. He had a headache. “Go shove th’            VR on yer head and leave everyone alone.” He could feel            Jack yelling angrily inside him, but he didn’t care.

[helldriiven-blog]

【 @markfxschbach liked to speak with the monster. 】

          “Hey, Markimoo~!” Anti grinned, slightly MANIACALLY.            He wondered if he could make Jack’s friend BELIEVE he was Jack---            there was NOTHING telling him he couldn’t TRY.            Even IF the stupid gamer figured it out, it’s not like Anti would            relinquish his HOLD on his and Jack’s shared body.

[influencedbyfear]

@markfxschbach: continued from x

❝  Aw man, Crane– ya know ?     I’m doin’ great actually ~ Re–     ally splendid ~ ❞

LIGHT LAUGHTER BROKE his smooth tone talking as he sm– iled a bit; brown tired eyes looking at Jonathan as his brows knitted t– ogether. His breath was faint with the smell of alcohol as he rocked lightly on his heels. Pointing lazily at the other he laughed once before tilting his head.

❝  Hey Jon ?– Can I call ya Jon ? Did     I ever tall ya how much you mean     to me ? Because I could go on &&     on && oooooooooon ~  ❞ 

    Excluding gallant observation adorned with colorless sobriquets, Jonathan obscures bewilderment with impassive eyes. Disinclined to reciprocate lopsided grin, Jonathan awaits  senseless exposition to uncomplicated query. 

      It’s translucent he’s overindulged and idiotic choice as this merits chagrin. Pointedly fixing him of unblinking stare, he approaches to nudge free the flute of emptied contents, settling it upon immaculate countertop of his reach. Mark’s liberally imbibed himself to oblivion.

    It’s the conclusion of utterance that incites inquisitive regard. Swathed in bewilderment, Jonathan seeks elucidation.  “.....I’m not stopping you.”

[peletiier]

                       -- CONTINUED. ( @markfxschbach​ )

█ ▌┆►¨ PLUG && PLAY. ❞

❝  In times like these ? Yeah–     probably not. But I unders–     tand to an extent. If ya need     help, I’ll surely lend you a     hand. You have my word.  ❞

         she WATCHES him carefully, eyes FLICKERING over his face and TESTING his sincerity. TRUST is a difficult thing to find THESE days, between the walkers and the PEOPLE trying anything to survive, and she DOESN’T know if it’s worse to MAKE a friend and then lose him ( another child almost, he’s so YOUNG ), or to be betrayed by ANOTHER person. 

         really she just wants to go HOME, back to the prison and to her FAMILY, but she knows that isn’t an OPTION and rick’s words echo in her HEAD -- 

                       THEY WON’T WANT YOU HERE.

       ❝ why are you all on your own? ❞

[gxfangen]

╳ ▓┆ @markfxschbach  || starter call ( accepting )

╳ ▓ animatronic ▓ ╳

     Springtrap stepped into the office, a GRIN on his face. His left hand had a tight grip on a PIPE the monster found in the attraction, immediately deemed useful to ----- take care of the guard. The animatronic took one step forward, pipe swinging slightly.

“W-w-why the long f-f-face?? SMILE!! Y-y-you’re the face of Fazbear’s Fright ahahahah!! -------- Y-y-you may also ---- smile death in the face!!”

[solemnxodium-archive]

❝ Hey Wesker! Knock Knock! ❞

“....”

The adolescent blinked.

“..Who’s there..?”