#turnecoat

[haerith-moved]

@turnecoat commented on his own post: "YOU DIDN'T KNOW THAT???"

"No. But tha's cool."

[slightly-gay-pogohammer]

plane how does it feel to have the biggest brain in this site holy shit???

[abyssonance]

Some people can understand the eldritch dragon of existences end without going insane, through study and a powerful bond. Others because they are so in tune with the universe it does not hurt them at all.

Then you have Ree and John who understand Giratina just because.

[haematophiliac-moved]

@turnecoat commented on a post: YEAH BACK FROM YOUR MOM'S HOUSE

"Smashing."

[tapuhauko]

chibi for @turnecoat !

[corrosivecommander]

where'd u get this tie, john?

@turnecoat

[pridepoisoned]

@turnecoat / from here

Eris merely smirks as John blusters away, her hungry eyes studying the detective's reactions, her pen scratching new observations into the fresh paper. After an excruciating minute, the pen pauses in the researcher's grip, the dripping nib hovering over her notes like a venomous fang.

"...Mad at you?" She laughs--so innocent, yet so sinister--and her gaze dances with amusement. "Not a chance. I'm very happy to see you again after all this time, Detective Looker."

"I'm surprised that you can still speak, honestly..." Eris murmurs, pacing around the reeling officer like a hunter, studying him from all angles. "This particular blend of poisons is extremely potent. A typical subject would be catatonic by now, but you've always been quite hardheaded, hm? Interesting, interesting..."

"As much as I'd like to test your resilience further, that's not exactly why you're here," the scientist hums, smiling as she strides over to pat the lab chair. "Why don't you take a seat, Mr. Beladonis? I hear that you've been on many...adventures following Galactic's downfall, and I want to hear all about them. If you cooperate with me, I'll send for dinner and fresh water to help offset some of your symptoms. If not..."

Eris's eyes wander over to the dark recesses of the lab room. Completely cloaked in darkness, a serpentine hiss can be heard from something hidden in the shadows. Threatening.

"...well, I would just hate to use a heavier hand."

[starchanged]

@turnecoat is L00MING: silently leans over in his slasher mask. deposits severel reeses and a skittles in their hood. silently walks away

Oh by the legends why do they feel like they're in danger? Just like a horror movie they slowly begin to turn around just in time to see the retreating figure... Wait is that Michael Myers?? "Hoooolllyyy shit. Mr. Myers I'm such a fan." They say barely loud enough to be heard by the man in the mask. But with the same kind of awe and amazement as a super fan seeing an idol. Yeah they know it's probably just a person in a costume but how cool none the less!! Wonder how long it'll take them to notice the candy in their hood.