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(( Closed Rp the-undertakerr ))
Vibrant hues peeked into the grim looking shop curiously, scanning each random trinket and creepy little nick-knacks. It was such a neat little shop, even if it did have an eerie atmosphere. As he entered, the familiar little bell rang out and echoed through the darkness.
".Hello?" Finny called out hesitantly, keeping his hand on the doorknob in case something popped out at him.
Zzz
It was normal for the maid to wake early. Especially after the night that wasn’t completely filled with bad dreams. Rather refreshed and full of energy, she sat up and —
"Sweet Lord!" she gasped and let out a short, quiet squeal, muffling it by pressing her hand to her mouth as she found the mortician lying right next to her. HOW had he found himself here? And WHY?
Ave Maryam by Broadway Karkat { JUST DO IT MAN, YOU WONT REGRET IT!!! }
SEND ME YOUR FAVORITE SONGS IN MY ASK & ILL LISTEN TO THEM & RATE IT
totally not my type | dont really like it | it’s ok | pretty good | wow that’s fucking amazing | i started downloading it 2 seconds into it
Is not that.. .the woman´s voice is… much.. (I study music, maybe that´s why .-.) well, but the original song is by Pink, and I fucking love it, I bought her cd a while ago, and that was one of the songs I loved.
[this one is pink´s version ^^]
❧The world was ever turning - the carousel. And honestly at this particular time Penelope wanted off. This even meant with what she was doing in that particular moment which was dealing with a social gather her father arranged as a simple tea party at the back of the Poe estate. And her you may ask? Well she was sitting there. Watching. With a cup of tea in hand as two sirs had a small dispute about family matters. She however didn't want any part in it. Hopefully one stranger would love to help her out by speaking to her and distracting her.
{♛} —; "Enough." If there was one thing that the young noble could not stand, it as humiliation. Fingers thin and pale as the bones beneath them raked backward through the ashen fringe now doused with seat from his exertions. Of all the trials and tribulations he'd forced his way through for the sake of his vengeance-- --there was nothing more taxing, nor difficult than making the Undertaker laugh. "You've had your fill--now tell me what I want to know. The widows disappearing on the west end-- --what do you know about it?"
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[Send me a ♔ and my muse will tell you something they’d NEVER say to your face.]
"Even though everybody think he’s a nut job, Undertaker is actually quite interesting. Wouldn’t mind spending some time with him and see what makes him so special…"
♔
"You look like a woman in your clothes."
A New Friend
the-undertakerr
The boy smiled, and offered a joyful wave. A soft sound escaped his throat, as he tried to speak a simple 'hello'.
