#smartercarter

[insomnia-without-limits]

(I got one last time but shhhhh I'll let you choose between killer carter n survivor carter again)

~first five asks get a kiss~

((Going with survivor carter))

He gave the survivor a playful look. “Again? Seriously?” He shook his head. Standing on his tippy toes, Quentin pulled Carter down and kissed him on the lips. “Here you go, nerd.”

[puresimplevil-blog]

@smartercarter

Severe annoyance, maybe downright pissed had been Michael’s state. Sitting, fuming in his room that now held much tighter security. It had all been planned out, years of patiently waiting and plotting gone right down the fucking drain. 

One look at him and you might think he had something up his sleeve, or was simply being patient once again. Which was half true, he would be patient in waiting for another chance, to find another flaw in the system and exploit it to his selfish gain. But what the expressionless look upon his face did well was hide just how angry he was about the whole situation.

His previous psychiatrist was gone now, no doubt due to higher ups fumbling about in a disorganised manner. No profession was ever truly organised or ethical and the ones who ran this place and everything connected to it were no exception. Surely he’d be seeing his new psychiatrist any moment now, long as they didn’t change the schedule around in lieu of his failed escape plan.

[insomnia-without-limits]

@smartercarter ((in reference to this rp a while back))

“So did you eat the leaf?”

[stabbyboymyers]

[ starter for @smartercarter ] A different feeling surged through Michael’s veins today than the usual burning red anger. He could only explain it by the way his teeth felt sharp and there was a sort of excitement that came with it. Yes, he’d been far too kind to the survivors in the past bit. He wanted to hurt someone and toy with them. He wanted to take his time and make them scream. It’d been a while since the last time he’d felt this way and it reminded him of before this realm.  The Entity’s encouragement whispered through the air as he scanned around him. Now, he just had to decide who was the lucky winner of today’s treatment. He spotted a familiar braided woman but... No, she didn’t fit what he wanted. He didn’t want to focus on her at least, perhaps he’d taunt and hurt her after if he had time. He turned to look towards the shake and caught sight of a familiar shaved head. The Doctor’s survivor counterpart definitely fit what he was looking for or maybe it was just the many times the man had bothered Michael. Yes, he was the one. He wanted to make the man scream in pain and the thought pulled a small, temporary smile to his lips. He moved towards the survivor, watching him closely and the urge to hurt became stronger the longer he watched.

[altruisticbotanist-blog]

⌖ ~smartercarter (any au or just canon :3c)

Send ⌖ for the first 3 emotions my character feels when seeing or thinking of yours. 

Canon

Joy

Comfort

Relaxation

Asylum AU

Relaxation

Nervous

Curiosity

Final Fantasy IX AU

Curiosity

Concern

Nervous

[evilinpurestform-a]

Bad Touch ~smartercarter ;3c

19) Breaking one of your muse’s bones

     Humans are so fragile, so pathetic, so easy to break. It always takes joy in watching them squirm in the grip of its Killers, watching as the fell like empires it had seen crumble into dust in the human history. Yet, what was more enjoyable was to break them itself. Survivors, even Killers, rarely are graced with the Entity’s presence, but this time it had decided to visit to let its Killers see true power. When it comes to play survivors are given greater numbers, but that does nothing to help their odds of survival: they are prey to be picked off one by one.    This poor survivor was unlucky enough to be caught, the poor boy thinking that it was the Pig coming after him, but when he is met with a tendril blocking his way of escape, it becomes apparent who he is trying to escape.    “Nowhere To Run Morsel,” The deep voice coos, echoing around him as the dark figure approaches. Despite the usually towering height of the Entity, it stands a few feet shorter to allow better movement within the area, “You’ve Ran Yourself Into A Dead End.” A low laugh slips from the deity before the tendril in front of the man strikes out, shattering his sternum. 

    <{ X }> ;; @smartercarter

[altruisticbotanist-blog]

"You're scaring me!" ~smartercarter

@smartercarter

“Oh come now… I never thought I’d be the one to scare someone…” She dragged her words out, exact motive hidden but a sense of something hostile was certainly laced within.

Casually strolling over to the other, hand lightly trailing down his arm as she approached. A mockingly innocent expression lacing her features as she smiled up at the man; unease replacing her usually motherly aura. “I won’t hurt you or anything, so why are you afraid?”

[stabbyboymyers]

Oh Michael... It would appear that you have to tell the truth? :3c ~smartercarter

The killer stares down at the survivor. He doesn’t want to deal with this, especially not from him. However, it would seem he had no choice. He had a feeling the Entity had taken part in this and something in the back of his mind told him it didn’t matter if it was signing or speaking. He narrowed his eyes at him.

‘Unfortunately.’ He signed, hoping his gaze would put enough venom behind the signs to discourage the man. He knew from prior experience that it wouldn’t work but... it had been worth a try.

[ @smartercarter ]