#thatcatghostinred

[facelessfacadefairfield]

🐈‍⬛oh well hello, Dairy Fairy... -mumbles under his breath just loud enough to hear and turns head to the side- was that his name? Definitely started with a "D" I'm sure....

-turns back to him-

Hehehehe. I think I had you in one of my trials... yeah you were the guy who's lights I freaked out when I grabbed you of the gennie you were so intently focused on. Good times. Nothing personal by the way! The Entity was just hungry!

-sit crisscross applesauce on the log-

This fire is really nice and warm! Don't you think so Toaster? Yeah he likes it!

So tell me, do you survivors collect Keychains? There seems to be so many here... you've got to have like 'em right -leans all to close to your face-🐈‍⬛

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Dwight's first thought is "Goddamn it, not another one."

His second thought is spoken out loud. "Fucking. What? Uh..."

He winces a little as he leans away at a dramatic, uncomfortable looking angle when the Ghostface leans in, like Dani was carrying something contagious. He did associate mitosis with bacteria, primarily.

Ghostface bacterial mitosis...

"Okay. I... think I remember that trial, yeah." he admits, rather than allowing himself to become distracted.

Hard to forget this one's getup and general demeanor. He'd been close enough to finishing that generator that even though he'd had a suspicion the killer was coming, he stayed on it. Bought time by getting scooped up, enough for Jake to finish the job while the Ghostface was busy with hooking Dwight.

He glares at the airy insistence of an impersonal hand... but most of the heat of it is directed elsewhere. "The Entity's always hungry. I don't take it personally unless someone else makes it personal."

He raises an eyebrow at Dani as he basks in the fire's warmth. He guesses it tracks, that an individual from the Entity's favorite chew toy brand would be able to get this close. He pays it no mind. ...He keeps himself from staring at the rat, too.

"I- Yes, we get the little charm things. My group wasn't sure why the Entity gave them to us at first, but now we think it's so we can tell duplicates of ourselves apart if we're wearing the same things. And to fuck with us, but that's a given."

[thatcrazycatladyghostie]

Finally finished my toastie ghostie drawing! Please enjoy the final piece!

[thatcatghostinred]

If you were on your death bed, who would you want by your side?

◾️It depends on which one of us you are taking to. For me personally, I would want Jason to be there. I miss him so much. He treated us with respect before he passed. If he were still here, I'd say him... I... I loved him

For Dani, I believe he would say his friends and his rat, Toaster. He'd literally would get us killed for that stupid rat and his stupid so-called "friends".

Jed, I have no idea. Never gotten to know him that much other than from his endless journals and his articles about our designs. He is magnificent at writing, really captures the details of the designs. ◾️

[spirited-rookie]

-pops up out of seemingly nowhere in front of him-

🐈‍⬛are you a cop? -takes closer look- A Racconie Cop!

-slowly walks around him then stops back in front of him- so officer... wait what's your name? Don't think we've met whatever you name is? And i haven't heard anything about you either.

-starts pacing- why did The Entity let a cop in here....

Say what do you survivors do in your free time? Tell me about that! -pulls out a notebook from thin air-

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Leon had decided to take a walk in the fog, and was surprised to find a chatty man in a cat mask that looked like the Ghostface mask from Scream.

“I’m Officer Leon S Kennedy. I’m not sure why I’m here, just that I am. And I’m pretty new so I wouldn’t know what the others do in their spare time. And who might you be, sir?”

This man felt dangerous to Leon but he still smiled at the masked man. Try not to escalate matters. It could keep a perp from getting violent.

[devil-faced-ghost]

🐈‍⬛well hello there little devil. I just recently met the worm guy, believe his name was... Wesker. Heard you guys have similar tempers. Guess it's better to have one of us who is not as chatty as they others 🐈‍⬛

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Oh, hello. You’re the other cat.

Wesker and I… actually get along surprisingly well. Do you know those double killer trials? The ones with more survivors? Yeah, him and I make a pretty damn good team. He gave me this earpiece so we can have accurate coms on the field, and lemme tell you just how fuckin’ satisfying it is standing in the middle of some pathetic fuck’s path while Wesker slams them into you.

The infection… I wish it had an effect on me. No matter how many times he slams someone into me, or vaults over a pallet past me to catch up, any little touch, nothing. Which is a shame, because I’d love to be capable of doing the things he does. Having tentacles sounds so fun.

I’d argue my fuse is much shorter than his though. I’m the kinda guy who can and will blow up in your face, but Wesker? He’s the silent plotter. Piss him off and within the hour you’ll have multiple reasons to regret crossing him in the first place.

[dr-a-wesker]

🐈‍⬛ahhhh-- you the guy with the worms that the others were talking about. They said you had quite the temper just like our very own devil faced ghostface. I was wondering when we would cross paths 🐈‍⬛

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["I do not have worms. It is a virus - Uroboros, the next step of mankind. But I don't suppose an inerudite like you would be able to grasp it."]

["And he and I are quite different. We work well together, but I would not consider our 'tempers' to be equal. He is much more brash and hot-headed."]

[architekt-in-the-fog]

An envelope appeared in front of Felix suddenly. The envelope was manila in color and written on the front in block letters was “FLEECE”. The envelope contained several photos. Some of the photos contained his family and some of the photos contained buildings that he had designed and now fully built. Another envelope that was stained in a brownish, red substance that looked like dried blood that contained a note which read:

[Dear Fleece. I know you said you didn’t want anything from me but I know you are a huge Ghostface fan. So, I got somethings for you anyways. The photos are of your buildings that you designed and I must say that they are impressive. I also found your family with a little bit of… research. Sorry I had to stalk them to get these for you. I am also sorry that I can’t take living matter with me to and from this realm… It’s against the rules of my so-called agreement with Her. Anyways, I’ll be around to… get your take on a few things later. -Dani]

Dani’s name written in glittering purple ink and had a house drawn next to it with a cat silhouette in the window

Felix removed the stack of photos from the envelope. Within a second, his blood ran cold. He knew this building. He had spent hours making final edits on the blueprints before the deadline. It had been one of his favourite projects...

The next picture was another building he had been present at for the groundbreaking.

His breathing started to hasten as he continued to flip through images of places he knew in various forms between blueprint and reality. When he went to flip to the next picture, he stopped. The sliver that was revealed showed not a building, but a person...two people.

It didn't take much to reason what he was about to see if he continued. So he slid the building back into place to keep from seeing the people. His grip on the pictures tightened, crumpling the edges of the shiny paper.

Turning the whole stack upside down on the log, he removes the letter, hands still shaking as he reads. Tears tumble down his cheeks, his body shaking more with each new sentence.

"No, no, no....You....you leave them alone!" He shouts into the swirling fog of the forest. "Don't you ever dare touch them!"

He clutched his hands in his hair, unable...unwilling...to cope with the thoughts that now burned in his skull. Then...he snapped back to focus and glared at the stacked pictures. Without a second thought, he swipes up the whole stack along with the letter and envelopes...

All of it goes into the fire before he spins away to keep from seeing the destruction, to avoid an accidental glimpse. He couldn't. He couldn't handle this.

[rittzithexenomorph]

🐈‍⬛-walks up to Rittzi- Hello little one! Your a.... a xenomorph right? Like Bad Puppy. -sees Rittzi looking nervous- oh I promise I'm not going to hurt you -puts knife away- see, no knife! I can even go put it away somewhere else if that makes you more comfortable, like all the way over there. Say Can you tell me your name... I'm not very good at remembering them... often I have to give nicknames... but, I sure will try if to remember yours if you wish! 🐈‍⬛

((Bad Puppy= Xenomorph from DBD)

The Xenomorph’s tail wiggled a bit when she heard ‘Puppy’. She didn’t seem phased by the knife at all, and just watched him place it down. “Bad Puppy? There’s another person like me?”

Rittzi gave a few clicks and then a chirp. They sounded genuinely happy. “Oh! I’m Rittzi! Nice to meet ya! What’s your name?” The newcomer’s garb was interesting, but triggered no fear response from her. She was used to strange folk.

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