#thoseknighted

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@thoseknighted​ liked for a CANON DIALOGUE STARTER

“Fine, alright, I won’t test it -- god damn, your generation really picks random hills to die on.”

[tcxastough]

@thoseknighted for meeediiiic + @weroyals​ for soldier

    “…Mom?”

        The Engineer found herself standing in a strange place, sky and soft white clouds all about. Above was a bright sun, but not blindingly so, just right to be part of the heavenly scenery. She glanced down in front of her, eyes widening at the boy before her. She knelt down to his height, one hand on his shoulder, the other affectionately on his cheek.

       “Rad…? Raddy?” She breathed, almost unable to believe it. It was him, really him. How was this possible? All manner of thoughts and questions rose to her head, but in the end, she concluded that she didn’t care… she was with her son now, that’s all that mattered.

         Having no other words, she embraced him into her arms, breathing out a heavy exhale of relief… but something didn’t seem right. She tried to breath in, but the smell of brimstone filled her lungs. Her son began to laugh, at first normal, but the tone slowly grew deeper and more menacing.

       “You don’t think you actually deserve this, do you?” He asked. The engineer felt something warm dripping onto her, and she pulled away to see the boy’s flesh melting off of him like hot candle wax. Desperately, she tried to pile the flesh back on, to keep it onto his bones, but a sudden gust of wind blew him and the scenery away, and she suddenly found herself in some kind of darkly-lit office, outside was molten rock and lava.

    She turned around, facing a large desk, at that desk a large demon, staring at her in silence. Suddenly a ring of fire engulfed her surroundings, and slowly began to close in. In the distance, she could hear a familiar voice with an echoing boom.

“Victory.”

–

【🔧】— The Engineer’s eyes flew open and she began to cough, at first sitting up, then falling back over to her side, and proceeded to vomit congealed blood. She breathed, shakily, trying to get a grip on herself and calm down, but failing miserably.

      She attempted to scream, but instead retched one last time, this time just clear bile, fluid burning her throat as it expunged from her mouth, then rolled over to her side to catch her breath. Shakily, she attempted to sit up, trying to take in her surroundings as best she could with her vision blurring in and out. There were two figures in the room, she could see that; she could smell and feel that they were either outside in the shade or inside some small building with no air conditioning and open windows.

     “R-...Rad?” She questioned, still feeling delusional from coming back to life.

[blupyrc]

🍭 @thoseknighted for Scout 🔥

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒  “This... the ĥot dog?” Tanya spoke carefully with an inquisitive look. Jeremy had been wanting to go to lunch to this hot dog stand ever since the Kurd admitted she’d never eaten one and in fact didn’t even really know what one was. She had mistaken the little art piece for some kind of sandwich with some long shape in the middle, and with how bright red it was, she assumed it was some kind of cherry or other fruit-based product in the shape of a cylinder.

      So she seemed a bit disappointed when a brown log was dropped into a bun and served up with ketchup and mustard. This was just sausage, why’d they call it a hot dog? It wasn’t made from dog meat, was it?

       “It suçuk,” she muttered, then looked over at her date with a bit of concern. “It just beef, right?” 

[the-trxangle-guy]

💀 what's your favorite part of halloween?

CAUSING MORE URBAN LEGENDS AND GHOST STORIES! I LOVE SEEING WHAT YOU GUYS COME UP WITH TO DEAL WITH OTHERWORLDLY TERROR! TAKING MORE THAN ONE CANDY FROM A “TAKE ONE” BOWL IS A CLOSE SECOND THOUGH!

[screenviolense-a]

@thoseknighted​ sent: "aren't we in a good mood today?" - Tom Nook @ Isabelle! o/

        ‘ is it that obvious? ‘ isabelle gave a bashful laugh as she pulled away from the package on her desk. she was at work so often, it only made sense to get her mail sent here instead. ‘ it’s from my parents-- they sent me my mittens for the winter! i thought i lost them, but i must have forgotten to pack them. ‘