who are you, metroman?
* & → @thanatophobix .
how DARE u imply i am a noob like metroman i am CLEARLY megamind

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who are you, metroman?
* & → @thanatophobix .
how DARE u imply i am a noob like metroman i am CLEARLY megamind
Gaze traces long line of steel shelves. Scanning variety of equipment and hardware tidily categorized and organized in perfect order for each section, little signs above each guiding her towards tools. All those brand new items that would ease their trials in the future, why to waste an opportunity.
Laurie, it’s stealing!
Despite the department appearing completely vacant. Time frozen inside it as if people merely disappeared. Laurie feels that sting in her heart the moment she grabs a brand new screwdriver, takes it out of a packet for examination before stuffing it into the back pocket of her jeans. Following the narrow path between shelves further for other useful items. It reminded her of days she went shopping with her father. But now, walking through those long lines of shelves felt eerie, especially now the place lacked life such places usually have.
Looking around, listening carefully, she moves to the next section. So far, she was only accompanied by echo of her own steps and ventilation humming above. She stops before a stock. A shelf full of cardboard boxes and larger machinery wrapped in plastic and cardboard. Packed tightly one by another, barely enough space to place fingers between. Out of curiosity, she reaches to pick one of them for a peek inside, leaving an open gap, offering a small open window to the other side of the shelf. || Billy Loomis/ Ghostface @thanatophobix
Perhaps she HAD been a little too loud with her yelling. Certainly not with the getting everything set up for a proper tea party this time. A tea party they wouldn’t forget. A plastic tiara was balancing precariously on top of her braids, and she was practically vibrating in her excitement.
“ No, it’s a secret! ” She knew dad really REALLY liked the Oolong, but if she had to be true to herself, she really didn’t, so this time, they were going on another route. “ You have to guess! ” Pointing at the plastic crown she’d readied on his side and then at her own, atop her head, she let out a giggle. “ I’m a princess, so you’re the king. We have to be really fancy! ” Demonstrating, she lifted her empty tea-cup, pinky up.
cont. | @thanatophobix | angel - jack
If you knew you were going to die in 24 hours, name three things you would do in the time you had left.
❛♛ PRIVATE FILES : headcanon prompts // ACCEPTING
❝-—I mean, this is a largely unlikely situation as is. There have already been plenty of occasions by this point in which others would have died. But should we play on this- collect, secure, and lock away my assets, plans, research, and documents. Take care of some final loose ends. And then make a way to make my death unforgettable. I don’t plan, should it happen, to die quietly or without it being noticed. Would be a waste of all I am, wouldn’t it?❞
* & → @thanatophobix // i’m gettin’ drunk .
“ IT’S VERY DIFFICULT TO BE A GOD SOMETIMES , you know. ” slurred // somewhat whiny words from a form that is SUPPOSED to be the GOD OF CHAOS ! not particularly chaotic or godly at the moment —— lain flat upon the ground ( waiting for everything to stop SPINNING ) with a displeased expression. “ ‘veryone expects things from you. mm. ” fingers wave LAZILY and an empty bottle of wine beside him refills itself. “ difficult. ”
* & → @thanatophobix // random call // you get one from everyone .
SHE’S TOLD TO STAY IN THE ROOM // NOT TO WANDER OFF WHILE THE ADULTS need to go and . . . HANDLE SOMETHING. but how boring an empty room becomes ! and the strange noises that beckon her OUT ! soon sneaking by herself through the endless corridors of this place , bare feet making no noise. her approach so different from the LOUD // RUNNING FOOTSTEPS of all those grown ups that , around the next corner , she nearly walks straight INTO the girl there. a girl she doesn’t recognise —— surprise evident on genie’s face. “ oh ! ” a step backwards , frowning. “ you don’t live here. ” brows deepening even more at the odd contraption around her leg. “ what’s THAT ? ”
* & → @thanatophobix // random call // you get one from everyone .
THE THUMP OF MUSIC LIFTS HER ATTENTION every time the bathroom door swings open. velma’s perched gracelessly in the basin of one sink / back against the mirror / CIGARETTE lit between her fingers. counting down the minutes before a bouncer will come & throw her out for smoking inside. but until then , anyone UNFORTUNATE enough to enter is subject to velma’s unwanted attention. DRUNK / BORED / trying to find her entertainment anywhere she can. “ your skirt ‘s stuck in your underwear , hon. ” words SLURRED —— thrown in the direction of a blonde standing nearby in front of the mirror. & when they turn around to check ( seeing NOTHING of the sort ! ) does a rough laugh follow up , smoke drifting out from her with the laugh. “ made y’look. ”
* & → @thanatophobix // random call // you get one from everyone .
“ THOSE’RE SOME PRETTY COOL ARMS Y’GOT THERE. ” IS THAT A TINGE OF JEALOUSY in the boy’s voice ? a glance down to his own skinny arms , t - shirt hanging too looser than he’d LIKE around and muscles there. he edges closer to the other —— nosy. “ bet y’can do some WICKED SHIT , huh ? ”