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[vanderking]

In all the chaos he had lost track of time, lost track of the formation of the pale orb in the night’s blanket now the very tenacious ball of light reflects in his chestnut brown eyes. It was much too late for him to abscond to isolation where he would not be a threat to his gang. 

They had been so carried away with getting Javier away from the those damn hollowed creatures that now plagued the entirety of America. And now they had escaped straight from the frying pan and into the fire. Dutch already feels the change begin to rearrange him from inside.

His breath is caught in his throat as his fingernails dig into the bark of a silver-birch. The rest of the camp ogle, confusion contorting their faces. 

Dutch was acting irrational, strange and it was just so unsettling. As his shoulder blades protrude from his back he cries out for the only one he has trusted with the his secret.  ❛ Hosea! ❜

/ ♝ @silvertonguesilverdollar​​

[tragicblood-a]

     Joining Hosea on outings, big and small, had become one of her favorite things. He was more than her superior. She had grown to see the man as a mentor and even a father figure. Not that she’d openly admit the ladder. She had accompanied Hosea to Saint Denis, a hellacious place where the smog that billowed up from the factories darkened the skies and poisoned the air with an unfathomable stench. She hated it. But even she had to admit the supplies they could acquire were of some of the highest quality.

     It was late when they were leaving the gunshop and a chorus of screams pierced through the city. Faye had stepped outside to smoke a cigarette when she watched a small group of people run past her, yelling incoherently. From what she had gathered it was something about dead rising, bullets not working, and cannibalism. Sounded like a bad trip. That is until she actually saw what they were talking about. 

    She watched the street, still waiting for her companion when a disfigured figure started making its way toward her. She might’ve mistaken it for an unfortunate soul had it not been making a beeline toward her, skin sagging off the bone and a pungent odor of decay proceeding its arrival. She’d been so drawn into the spectacle that she didn’t even realize how much distance it had gained. There was little time to react as it reached and she was forced to abandon her cigarette in order to fight off the chomping figure.

          “HEY! BACK OFF!” She cried out, noticing the milky coated eyes and leathery skin feel of skin. The hair on the back of her neck and arms rose as she struggled to get the larger figure from taking a bite out of her.

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[daedaluscried]

@silvertonguesilverdollar​

“ No, truthfully - please come in for some tea. I would be... honored to have you a guest. It’s not very good, but it’ something. Right? “

[matteredloyaltyaa]

@silvertonguesilverdollar​ asked: heal take care of them when they get sick.

non-verbal sentence meme -- slow, still accepting

    He had been trying to ignore it, honestly.

    The tiredness, the floating-in-water feeling his head got sometimes, and the heaviness in his chest. It had started small, an odd cough and sniffle, but now? Well, Arthur knew what a fever felt like, but he was pretty determined to ignore it. Really, he wasn’t sure WHERE he got the damn thing. Maybe it was in that local saloon he’d been trying to steal out of, maybe it was after he got knocked around by a local wagon owner for trying to steal food out of the back of it (force of habit.)

    Still, upon seeing Hosea approaching the cot the teen was sitting on, Arthur couldn’t help but let out an annoyed sigh at the sight, much as he was pretty nasally and felt strange with the tightness around his nose. He knew he was doing a poor job at hiding whatever little illness he caught, it was only a matter of time.

    “”S FINE, Hosea. Don’t worry ‘bout it.”

[faithful-gang-leader]

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Send me ℧ for me to generate a scenario for our muses

(I am going to sCREAM? HEY............. GENERATOR............. THIS BEING THE FIRST THING IS BAD.)

[forevenge]

“     i     carry     it     with     me     like     my     daddy     did     .     ”          he     flips     the     gold     pocket-watch     face     up     ,     granting     the     older     man     a     clearer     look     at     it     .          /          @silvertonguesilverdollar​

[goddamnmuses-a]

@silvertonguesilverdollar​ liked for a starter from Kratos

Kratos sat finishing off a bowl of stew he’d prepared for himself when he heard a noise behind him, closing his eyes to focus on the sound he heard a branch break closer, turning his head slightly to see who was approaching he cleared his throat. “I don’t want any trouble.”

[boywnder]

@silvertonguesilverdollar​ did not ask for this Harassment but i thought it would be funny

“Oh!” The boy wastes no time scampering up to the tall mans side and offering an arm that barely came to his thigh, “Would you like help crossing the street sir?  I’d love to assist you if you would!” Theres not a hint of malice in the words. No mocking of age that one might find in similar offers or snickering sneers that one might expect of a cruelty.