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[evilwithiin]

@neonju​ sent:  "...That’s a lot of blood." Spoken as more of a statement than anything else, yet not without its widened stare. At first, Ji-Woon might have assumed that Mister Myers had outdone himself--it would have taken quite a lot of slaughtering on his part to cause that much blood to spill! Perhaps he merely returned from a particularly successful trial, but... upon further inspection... those luminous, golden eyes had caught sight of the rather staggering injury.

       Ragged  and  labored  breaths,  each  rise  and  fall  of  his  chest  tearing  at  the  gaping  hole  in  the  figure’s  side.  The  knife  had  sliced  and  turned  within  the  flesh  of  his  abdomen,  The  Shape’s  own  weapon  turning  against  him  in  the  previous  trial.  This  was  unsuspected,  surprising,  unfamiliar...  

       A  stumble,  and  four  bodies  pried  his  fingers  away  from  the  handle,  Laurie  Strode  fighting  and  pushing  with  more  urgency  and  strength  than  the  other  faceless  creatures.  

       The  warmth  of  crimson  both  trickles  beneath  clothes  and  spreads  into  them,  tainting  the  fabric  with  the  stench  of  metal.  One  of  the  Shape’s  palms  is  still  coated  in  it,  drying  with  the  lack  of  contact  after  grabbing  it  as  if  attempting  to  sew  himself  back  together.  There  is  pain  and  there  is  weakness.  The  figure’s  vision  is  clouded  and  swimming.  The  turn  of  Michael’s  head  towards  the  voice  unbalances  him,  equilibrium  unable  to  adjust.  The  Shape  stumbles  backwards  slowly,  body  pressed  against  the  trunk  of  a  large  tree.  It  holds  him  steady  for  the  time  being.  

       There  is  no  doubt  that  the  injury,  over  time,  will  cause  him  to  dissolve  into  the  abyss  only  to  return  somewhere  else.  The  Shape  must  wait.  

[evilwithiin]

//Bluebell, carnation, and forget-me-not! >:)

bluebell : does your muse learn from their past , or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?

Michael, just like most people attempts to learn from mistakes in order to improve. This is especially true when stalking someone. If a certain "technique" doesn't work, he will try something else. He is also more likely to repeat something that has worked in the past. BUT, Michael doesn't always learn from mistakes. Usually, this is because he simply doesn't care to think about it in the moment. He isn't always calculated but he is always driven.

carnation : what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ? how do they express or not express this relationship ?

This is a great question. Michael recognizes that he is seen as male but doesn't put much thought into it. I would say that he does not acknowledge his gender for the most part. I don't think he sees himself as being any particular gender. In his mind, gender is attached to sexuality in a sense. He is repulsed by the idea of sex and anything to do with it. If I were to say the closest thing he thinks he is I would say agender or a lack of gender in his instance.

forget - me - not : has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ? are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?

Michael has serious memory issues and has forgotten many things ranging from high importance to very little importance. He has forgotten a lot of parts of his childhood and does not remember his father's face. I think the fact that he can't remember that is mildly frustrating to him. In my Dead By Daylight verse, he has no memory of being taken to the entities' realm but he doesn't care about that at all.

[evilwithiin]

//I absolutely ADORE your Myers!!! You can just tell how much love and care put into Michael, and I am SO enamored with your portrayal- ;;; I can't wait to write more with you!!!! Keep up the good work!!! 💙

AHHHHHHHHHH! Thank you so much. That's the best thing anyone could say to me really. I can't wait to write with you more either! I enjoy writing with you so much.

[evilwithiin]

💭 //Hit me, Mister Myers- >:)

       A streak of color. The figure blends nowhere. It remains visible at all times. The Shape does not seek it. It simply arrives. His jaw tightens at the sound of it's voice. It vibrates high pitched and incessant....

       Only when the words tumbling from his lips do not have meaning does Michael's interest pique slightly.

            The boy is tolerated.

[spiralshiftbye]

✄ﾟ*・ﾟ  @neonju​ asked: ☕ (For the all-nighter meme!) | i can’t find this meme anymore fjdjf.

   william spots him immediately--how could he not? there’s not really any concept of time here. just fog, wafting. but will’s body knows this is the time he sleeps, or at least tries to lay down. his eyelids are heavy, his mind swimming in its own fog and paranoid whispers. but he’s... in tune with this place. something primal in him scratches at his very being when he knows something’s there that just doesn’t belong. with his mask on,

   he creeps around a room an old room that brings him solace. there’s a familiar body hanging by its hands from the ceiling. glass crunches underneath his boots. it smells of death in here. but something is alive. the eyes are daggers in his back.

  -- this one. what a fucking bump on a log. he hasn’t seen him before tonight. look at the way he’s dressed. guy seems like the type who would want others to be ogling him. will doesn’t understand. can’t respect it. maybe it’s because his own appearance is less-than-intimidating, and truth-be-told, he relies on the pure element of surprise to take his prey off-guard.

   “you know, i don’t know if it was your intent to sneak up on me, but you’ve failed horribly.” his dry voice is muffled through his mask as will turns to this... theatrical one. like will, he looks relatively normal, as normal as one of them can be. yellow eyes give away the other predator’s possession by the entity, one he shares. his own eyes glow red just a tint through his mask.

   “you should watch your step in here. glass everywhere. i’m not going to babysit a pierced foot, especially for someone who’s trespassing.”

   don’t want him tracking blood all over the factory. the place won’t be the same until the next trial is over.

[razorwiires]

"Don't remove the knife, or you'll bleed to death." Well, if anyone knew a thing or two about knives... it would be Ji-Woon. (//For Amanda!!!)

And if anyone knows a thing or two about bleeding to death, it's Amanda. His advice may have been helpful in a true life or death situation; but here, in the entity's realm, she's well aware that death is only temporary. She's not concerned about the supposed consequences. She is, however, losing plenty of blood already and increasingly cranky as a result.

"Great advice. We'll just leave it in until… what, the ambulance gets here? Dr. Carter puts in some eye drops and wheels me into surgery? I think we can take the fucking knife out."

[evilwithiin]

//Ji-Woon is about 5'6"..... :')

[womansunshine]

“You enjoy hurtin’ people, don’t you? Nothing’s forcing you to be here or to kill. You just like it.” There’s spite and anger in Kate’s words and expression, something so rare for the gold hearted singer. She’s always been one to show kindness and sympathy towards others, even the killers she’s had to go against. But this one-- he really manages to get under her skin. The grins, the giggles, the twinkle of enjoyment in satisfaction in his eye. It’s sick and deprived and the reason she decided to use his own knife against him, the same knife he threw at her across the room in hopes of it landing into her eye. Not like she managed to do much damage-- she barely nicked him on the hand, but she still feels satisfied about it. It should sting, at least. He deserves worse than that, but it’s all she can manage to do in here. Not like the Entity has supplied her with a gun or pepper spray. She’ll work with what she’s got. “Good to know you bastards bleed too.” // @neonju