#r-d-2019

[aborderlinenightmare-blog]

r-d-2019, scxretxsettle, lucksrunout, and clxudcxntrxl started following you

Talk to me!!! 

[uigreyface]

It was starting to rain as Greyface climbed out to sit on the window sill in his shorts, watching the busy crowd below fill the maze of alleys. He wiped his hand over his face, irritated by the neon lanterns and holographic displays at first. After locating the sickly sweet smell - a couple cotton candies bounced past one of the booths below his feet - he lit up. He dangled his wet legs, bumping his heels against the wall, toenails glittering blue, unsure if returning here had been the right decision.

@r-d-2019

[uigreyface]

“Hall, are you-- Hall? ... Ugh.” The fog starts creeping round the piled up carcasses of cars and trucks by the time he’s reached the old familiar junkyard. It’s late, dark and quiet, only a faint crackle of a radio and a few lights still turned on. Because his van has been claimed, he climbs up to sit in an open trunk on the fourth floor. A bot watches him. He looks on as the fog swallows the flicker and a bonfire down below him. He’d been gone for a good long while. Nothing’s changed.

After a few seconds he pulls the map from his bag and shakes his flashlight back to work. His finger trails a way to the coast. He won’t be able to hop zones in time to get to this year’s Halloween beach party. Haunted stranded ships. They’ll be awesome nonetheless, he grins, and pushes his hair out of his face. Maybe he’ll run into @r-d-2019 or his BDF @draculoidmain on the way. Everyone used to be out and about this time of year.