#quick-quiet

[brutal-strength-blog]

Heavy breathing and growling were all that could be heard from the monster of a man. His steps were heavy, his hand tight around the cleaver in his hand. The edge of it burned hot with his hatred for the entity, but he was forced to comply, lest he be tortured once again. His eyes focused on the path ahead of him, listening for the environment. 

He heard crows sound off in the distance, his eyes jumping up to watch it fluttering away before setting off on his chase. There had to be a survivor there. There had to be a reason the crows had moved. He pushed his way past the boxes of his mining company’s warehouse, knocking them over in his furious rush for the first survivor he saw.

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[pairofpawns-blog]

How are you so quick?

The warmth of the campfire was a comfort for Feng.

The past few trials had been pretty hard for her, she would always seem to get caught by the killers, and each death was just as painful as the last million. Of course, the number was quite an exaggeration but, the idea was still there. She needed to fix up her strategy, as much as she hated to admit that.

She was too stubborn to just ask anyone in the group of survivors, she usually keeps her distance away from them but, perhaps forming a bond with them could help her in the future. She had made friends before so, it wasn’t like she was socially awkward or anything. The way this realm worked and the trials that were played made her feel less likely to trust others, even if they were on her side.

Her mind yelled at her to just swallow her pride and talk to someone but, her body wouldn’t listen. She simply to continue to sit on the log, watching as the flames flickered in front of her eyes.

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[pairofpawns-blog]

" I've got you. " (for amanda.)

Send “I’ve got you” to help my muse wash off blood from their body

Amanda felt drips of water slowly roll down her neck as Meg helped wipe away the blood. She recently finished a trial and one of the survivors managed to rip her mask off. Blood splattered along her neck and cheek as she sliced their neck with her hidden blade. She was quite frustrated they made a mess but, she didn’t really ask for assistance. 

“I didn’t need the help, you know.” She said, breaking the silence between them.

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[ormondlegionette]

“ don’t stop ”

The heartbeat was so close...Everything in Kate was screaming at her to run. To get as far away from the presence drawing near. But her frozen hands came to life at the words from the brave athlete, taking in a breath finally.“K-Keep going?” She stammered out, looking to confirm what Meg had said, gaze flashing over to her.

[brutal-strength-blog]

Bad touch.

10 ) pushing your muse to the ground.Evan had been chasing a survivor for the past 4 minutes, huffing angrily as the bruise on the side of his face grew darker with each pallet thrown down, his hand tight around his machete and his other hand clenched into a fist. He forced his way past her and shoved her to the ground, her having been in his way as he was chasing the survivor. She was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He couldn't be bothered to hit her with the machete either, as that would simply drain his bloodlust for the already injured survivor he chased.