#maskedfrenzy

[leaderbond]

@maskedfrenzy continued from here

Dwight had been about to break into a run, but the Killer's surprising lack of aggression was enough to make him hesitate. Maybe it was a stupid wish, something naive and idealistic that should have been stamped out of him a long time ago, but he wanted to be friends with the Killers. Part of him felt like, if everyone just stopped and talked to each other, they could all work together to make this place better. This could be a first step towards Dwight's noble goal.

But, then again, she could just be fucking with him.

If she was, then she had already succeeded when Dwight chose not to run. Anything else Dwight did wouldn't sway her, but he offered a tentative smile all the same.

"You're one of the Legion, right?" he said. "I'm Dwight. I know it's not what we're supposed to do, but we could just... Talk."

If the entreaty sounded a bit pained, it was because Dwight knew the outcome was unlikely. He was still willing to risk being stabbed for the possibility, though.

[voyeuriistic]

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@maskedfrenzy

She's not gonna do it. Maybe this is a lesson he should've learned by now; he didn't think Huntress or the Demogorgon were gonna do it, either, and they proved him wrong. Getting killed by a buff Russian woman was on his bucket list, at least. Getting mauled by an ugly sci fi dog, less so.

“Do it, then. Come on. You're, what, sixteen? I literally couldn't be any less scared of you, short stuff.”

[ladyfowlfarmer]

Round 3!

Hope you all liked this! Maybe I’ll do a thing like this again in the future! :D

What Are You Doing In My House?

@fallenstar193

CHAOS

@maskedfrenzy​

Again With The Mask?

@strode-realty-key​​

[midnight-radio-host]

Spearmint: What’s an interesting fact about you?

Jude makes a face, needing a moment to think. “Um.. I can lick my elbow? That's not very interesting.. Oh! Im really really flexible!” He says excitedly, bringing his leg up and grabbing his foot before lifting it fully above his head and holding it there. “This.. counts as interesting, right?”

[prvtocol]

@maskedfrenzy | continued from x

The contours of her brow flex and back she does step, blocky heels sinking into the dirt. The shaky hand gripping the handle of the med kit pulls back. “Right. Must be another’s blood.” On her clothes, she means. 

     The fretful blue eyes of the older woman seem stuck in disbelief, shifting between the white mask and the knife held in the young Killer’s hand. Her stature. Her youthful clothing style. Her voice. Brianne deduces that underneath it all is a teenager. A Killer teenager. It wracks her brain on how the Entity can be so cruel. So many of the Survivors too are kids, barely removed from secondary school, never having left their parent’s household. Tragic.

     “Regardless. It’s just." A sigh pauses her, shoulders dropping. "You’re so young. Not an easy age to spend forever at.” Fleeting the remark must be as she prepares to turn, but one made nonetheless. 

[fatalsmile]

"You shouldn't sell yourself short, Sus. You should know my second type behind questionable men are pretty girls." She paused. "Pick you up at eight."

@maskedfrenzy﹙♔.﹚so you think you're julie's type?

[weregonnagetyou]

"You know what...hell yeah."

[leaderbond]

Susie is filling it out as a courtesy since he filled out hers.

She got one bingo, Dwight is convinced they could be friends. Maybe. If Dwight could stop upsetting her all the time.