#straysfromuniform

[brokenxbeautyxx]

[SMS TO:  Miles! 🖤💣] Hey, I don’t know if you’re up… But if you are, would you mind coming over? I had a really scary nightmare and don’t want to fall asleep alone… In otherwords, I want to feel safe and you’re the only person that came to mind… I’d owe you big time! Elizabeth knew that deep down that she probably should be texting her boyfriend, but instead she was messaging Miles. Charlie was great, amazing, but at the end of the day, he wasn’t Miles. And if anyone in this world could put her panicked heart at ease, it was her friend. Sitting up in bed, she gazed down at her phone and waited. She wasn’t sure if he was awake, seeing how late it was, but she hoped he was. Again, she was aware that she was requesting a lot, but if the roles were reversed, she’d be there in a heartbeat. @straysfromuniform

[burnedxxmywings]

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Ooc:

Colm was a traveling street performer in his youth. Along with his family, he traveled from state to state and earned caps by putting on shows very similar to the ones his pre-war ancestors might have showcased in. 

The intense training needed to maintain this way of life has made Colm extraordinarily agile and flexible. 

[starstuff-and-brain-chemica-blog]

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Forget Me Knot - Serj Tankian

[agameofsouls-a]

the night was still young by the time the party guests were screaming in agony and trying to crawl away as they slowly bled to death, leaving behind dark red smears across the white marbled floors as they went. azula had sat on the edge of the table, watching with sick delight as the four of them wasted the last moments of their lives on a fruitless effort rather than savoring the embrace of death that crept closer and closer with each passing second.

her white evening gown was now ruined; blood soaked the hem about three inches deep and the front of the dress was soaked as well from when she ripped open the throat of one of the guests with her teeth. as they lay dying, their screams became silent, and somehow that was infinitely louder than the screaming had been.

with a sigh, she slid off of the edge of the table and sauntered across the dining room. the clicking of her heels echoed as she made her way to miles. a grin spread across her face as she drew closer. it had been too long since she reveled in the afterglow of a good blood bath, and longer still since she had a partner in which to share the gore with that delighted in such dark deeds as much as she did. it was refreshing, to say the least, and she wanted to see just how depraved he could be.

“ you know, ” she started with a soft tone. “ while i do enjoy senseless murder from time to time, it does tend to get bland after a while... ”

[idontkillorphans]

“Next time I see him, he’s dead.”

“Sure he is.”

[w0lf1sh-a]

“$”

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. @straysfromuniform

[Pierson 1:03am]: You messy piece of shit I told you to watch for splatter [Pierson 1:03am]: You got blood on my shirt[Pierson 1:04am]: I swear to god I will end you if this doesnt wash out[Pierson 1:21am]: Never mind.[Pierson 1:22am]: It was ketchup. [Pierson 1:25am]: You’re still a messy piece of shit

[probablyworried-blog]

        “ breathe a little fucking louder, why don’t you? ” the irritation is clear in the   b i t e   of his words. he had come here SPECIFICALLY to get away from everyone else in the world. life liked to play games with him though, didn’t it? a low growl-like sound rumbled in his chest as he lifted his eyes to focus on the other, his slouch in the area he’s seated only becoming more prominent. “ what the fuck are you doing here, anyway? ”

[svndancer-blog]

|| Continued | @straysfromuniform || "I'm fine bad mouthing guns," Eddie admitted with a snicker, only to shrug. She wasn't handy with a knife, and (for the most part) there was reasoning behind killing someone, but she would never use a gun. While the glove she would wield in a fight did "shoot", the element itself was painful and slow. Also, hearing a skull crunch under her boot was nice too. "No chance to hear their screams if ya shoot 'em. Well, unless you shoot their limbs. But then you have limited ammo. So many downsides..." Eddie clicked her tongue. This topic was odd for her to say the least, but she had to admit it was kind of fun... She admired a good kill, she just couldn't talk about it.