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Just...drops an entire one(1) ton of minecraft legos onto The Problem's lap -mistwclkers, Nurse
if michael were capable of smiling , he might`ve of. the mask`s stoic , unchanging expression nods in appreciation as the box is torn apartwith an alarming amount of TENACITY.
his head tilts —— aww , you shouldn`t have.
Tap the opposite shoulder from where they're standing -mistwclkers, Wraith
@mistwclkersThere’s something about the relationship they share with the other Killer than almost seems comical. Frequently do they meander into his domain, wreaking havoc and disrupting the general quiet. Often times does the Wraith catch them and deliver due punishment in the same breath.One would think that the Legion would figure out how the Wraith’s cloaking works ( or at least what to look for, but they are so absent-minded when alone it doesn’t matter. ) Needless to say, it is much more often than not that they are startled by his sudden appearances.This time the mischievous Killer(s) were running around the junkyard and climbing on things they shouldn’t. Old, smashed cars and big machinery alike were targets for their endeavors. Their shoes catch in the remains of windows and scatter shards of glass with every push to get their body higher. There’s an air of success when they put their fists on their hips, standing atop a pile of mismatched colored vehicles. Unfortunately, there is no kick of wind to send their jacket fluttering or give them that comical breath of fresh air ( as if any air in this place wouldn’t be filled with acrid fog. )They do not notice the silent eyes which watch them, plotting their demise for stepping into another’s domain. Only when the Legion isn’t looking in his direction does the Wraith get closer, however, he stays on the ground until the Legion decides to get down from their perch.Once they are on solid ground again, they immediately wander over to an old oil barrel, alight with an eternal fire just like their own pit of flames, and they hold out their hands to the gentle warmth. Even out of the mountain air, they are naturally cold to the touch and retain little heat.A single tap on one of their shoulders has them looking in that direction, shoulders slumping as confusion etches to their hidden face.The shimmer of the cloak reveals the Wraith on the opposite side of them, bell raised right next to their ear as he hits it, the wailing sound disorienting and startling Legion–landing them on the ground after a stunned stumble has their feet tripping over each other.The ringing in their ears is loud, but the second gong of the bell near their face has them putting their hands to their head to try and silence it. The noise permeates no matter the barrier and the Wraith hits it again.Legion scrambles to their feet and stutters in their steps as they gather their balance–equilibrium shaken with the incessant noise in their ears. The Wraith follows them, undeterred, sounding the bell as close as possible to them and successfully chasing them out of the junkyard.
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There’s so much agony weighing him down, each movement causing more to burn through his muscles. Each time he’s dropped, he could hear the Entity cooing in delight, pleased with the hunter for striking down the former Trapper. It taunted him as he laid there, murmuring fake promises in his ears to lure him back to his feet. He wasn’t allowed to just lie there and die, it wasn’t enough of a punishment.
There was no use in using bandages or medical supply for him, he always bled for what he did. Turning against the deity, daring to get so close to the other Killers. His eyes fluttered as he laid there, listening to the soft murmurs, and he focused up on Sally when he felt the bone saw press against his throat. He turned his gaze to the sky and bared his throat for her, accepting his fate. Fear of dying long gone, he had lost that the moment he first step foot in this horrid nightmare all that time ago.
The soft touch of her hand against his own blood covered hand snapped his attention back to her. A look of confusion crossed his features for a moment before he turned his hand enough to curl his fingers loosely around her own. He gave her a small, sad smile. “Thank you.” He whispered softly, loud enough just for her to hear.
His head fell back in the dirt after she blinked away. With a groan, he slowly rolled onto his stomach and pushed himself back to his feet.
♡ -mistwclkers, Nurse/Wraith? :o
PRE - ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME. ; closed.
FRIENDS. childhood friends / work friends / family friends / recently friends / turning antagonistic / turning into something romantic / stable / falling apart / friendship of need / friendship of circumstance / pen - pals or internet friends / coworkers / partners / other .
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / newly entered / soulmates / skinny love / unrequited from my muses side / unrequited from your muses side / friends with benefits / awkward / fading / turning toxic / toxic and destructive / other .
FAMILIAL BOND. sibling bond / older sibling figure to your muse / younger sibling figure to your muse / parental figure to your muse / parental figure to my muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / other .
ENEMIES. dangerous to themselves / dangerous to others / unpredictable / passionate / rivals / petty / developing into a sexual tension / developing into a romantic tension / based off family matters / based of circumstance / based of professional matters / based of misunderstandings or lies / other .
—— ( for both ! )
😊😫😀 (batman voice) /i'm never afraid/ -mistwclkers
send the symbols to my askbox that represent to you how intimidating I am to you.😊 - I think you are a really friendly person.😫 - I admire you from the sidelines because you seem cool and I’m just a dork.😀 - I’m not afraid of reaching out to you.
please, I too am also a dorkbut thank you so much <3
►wear the christmas sweater sally knitted for you for an entire day :) -mistwclkers, Nurse
-- The notion of celebrating a human festivity is lost on the Entity completely. While they made the effort to decorate the realm for the entertainment of the survivors, it was purely to keep their hopes up so that when they were killed each time it would still be sweet to witness.
However, they slowly take the sweater that Sally had so lovingly made, and slowly slip it on. Adjusting the hem slightly and rolling up the sleeves, the Entity looks towards her.
“...Well?”
► just let me tunnel you :/ -mistwclkers, Wraith
-- That..was not something he’d wanted to hear.
“Son of a--..”
Swallowing thickly as his eyes rest on the figure of the Wraith before him, Jeff already clutching his side as the pain from where the hook had been jammed through his shoulder radiated through his body. He was strong but he wasn’t built for running...
but..
Taking a deep breath he turns, grits his teeth, and runs.
🔴 -mistwclkers, any!
20. // Not accepting!
@mistwclkers
The one time Legion runs into the junkyard, they have to come across the Wraith. They’ve never really met them before--though through the Entity they have a vague idea that he exists as another Killer.
Snooping around was certainly their specialty, climbing over compacted metal and being generally nosy. It was rare they ever had a trial here, so they might as well get a good look around.
They do not notice the shimmer of something moving closer to them. In fact, they are so preoccupied with looking at an old bus they physically jump when they hear the bell.
Turning towards the other Killer, Legion raises their small knife (in comparison to the thing Wraith carried--they unanimously agree it looks pretty sick though.)
Perhaps it is because they look so similar to survivors that Wraith attacks them. It could be because he didn’t want them there at all. Even still, he could just hate them as soon as he saw them. Hopefully, that wasn’t the case.
There is little to do in terms of struggling when getting whacked with a makeshift club with blades--no matter how cool the skull on top made it look. They tried covering their face with their arms but it proved fruitless. Blood drips down their forearms and Legion tries to back away.
Wraith swings at them again and the force of being hit upside the head actually knocks them down. Rolling over onto their back, taking a deep breath, Legion groans when they see him raise his weapon again.
“Stop it! Stop!” Useless. Gashes in their stomach, their chest? Check. Legs? Sliced ‘n’ diced. Arms? A mess.
It isn’t until he hits them directly on the face that their mask breaks and Wraith seems to notice the red glint in their eyes. Hard to see from a tiny peephole for eyesight.
The silent Killer pauses and stands aside with his weapon lowered. Oh, they weren’t a survivor.
It doesn’t really matter since Legion is left to bleed out on their own anyway.
