#rpdeath

[isaaccecilbryant]

🍰 (Death awkwardly showing up at the door with cake???)

It’s my muse’s birthday! Send a symbol to celebrate with them.🍰 to give them a cake (homemade or store bought)

“Hello?” Isaac opened the door and paused when one of the Death gods stood there, cake in hand. “Did you bring me a birthday cake?” Isaac asked, eyes shining as he laughed. “As long as you’re not here to kill me I’ll happily accept it! Ah, would you like to join us?”

[isaaccecilbryant]

@malakulmaut​

“I could just ram it back in.”

“No! You’re the last person I’d trust with fixing a dislocation!” Isaac hollowed, eyes showing the physical strain he was suffering.

“Would be easier~” Amy insisted, leaning on his shoulder as Isaac carefully tried to line his leg up with a rope looped around his foot.

He sighed and shaky sigh. “I have this.” He’d gotten turn from trying to do a drop kick from far too high a fall on the monster’s head, so now he got to fix it.

“Alright.” Amy pushed off him and turned away, smirking to herself as she imagined how Isaac popping his leg back into joint would go.

In a moment there was the audible ‘pop’ and a horrifying scream from Isaac as he let the pain out. Better than biting his tongue off. Anyone nearby would have heard them.