#undeadmuses

[kllsworn]

@undead-muses Has a Deathwish 

The sound of the elevator alarmed Zack who was inside his room, shoving another chip into his mouth. He put the package away, smirking. “Finally..” He muttered, grabbing the scythe to leave his room and get ready for his visitor. These idiots usually stumbled all into the same reaction, down the main street. So it was easy for Zack to hide inside the darkness of the alleyways and watch. 

[lordofevildreams-a]

@undead-muses​

     “Oi... you’re that cannibal guy... I’ve heard of you. Though nothing more than the fact you’re labeled as a villain and may eat people... Pretty gross if you ask me.”

[infestationofmuses]

@undead-muses

Ichabod was sure he was about the get roughed up, and badly too. Not matter how he tried to apologize, offer anything he could. It wasn’t good enough. Nor would he or the other allow himself to run. The ghoul didn’t think he could, even if he were allowed too.

Eyes would widen at the sudden spark of flames, his body freezing up in the confusion as he stared dumbfounded. If not terrified. Was he gonna burst into flames to? Unsure where to go, he took an uncertain step back, only to jump at someone talking to him. Startled over words.

Snapping his attention to the stranger, tears were falling down his cheek, tail tucked between shaking legs. Ah. He was very tall… Averting his gaze he fidgeted anxiously. What did this one want?

━  “ Oh- Wh- But I didn’t… I mean… I couldn’t have done that… I’m sorry… ”

     “Oh don’t fret,” the master chuckled, “That was I who ignited the flame on that man’s shoulder. He seemed to be giving you a hard time. I didn’t exactly want to show myself, so I helped from afar,” Grimm explained himself.

    The poor guy seemed shaken up and scared. His eyes adverted from his red ones and seemed to be fidgeting. The circus master offered his armored hand to the stranger. “My name is Grimm, I am just a simple traveler at the moment. What is it they call you, new friend?” the male asked.

[nipplexsalad-blog]

Yep, this guy seriously just got his foot stuck down the toilet. How? Well that was easy. Krieg had stepped upon it without closing the lid and his foot went into the basin and got stuck. He didn’t need a good reason for it, did he?

❝THE MEAT MAN’S MEAT HAUNCHES ARE SUCKED INTO THE ABYSS.❞

@undead-muses | meme;

[moshofmuses]

@undead-muses

“Oh-” Azrael blinked, listening to it. It all sounded unfamiliar to them, but then they didn’t truly know much about magic. They never had the affinity for it, why bother learning it? Although, someone as weak as them would surely be quick to corrupt. Their current curse ran quite deep after all.

The angel glanced down, giving up the moment he mentioned Blixer being unable to do it. It took them a few seconds to actually register that he had given them new opportunities. Blinking they looked up, feeling a mixture of feelings twirl inside them.

“Ah- Really? Th-that sounds… amazing… Is it really okay to waste such things on … me? The touch of a goddess- ah… I.. I don’t think I can…” they looked flustered, hesitant as they hid their mouth behind their hand. “I fell from heaven… I’m not exactly clean… I couldn’t possible… Mhh…” What if it could break their curse? Not that they knew what they would do after it, or without it. If it was as they had wanted from the beginning… Why did they feel so hesitant still. “Webble… Is she… a godess as well? I don’t… think I have the courage to meet such beings…”

     “It’s not wasting anything on you! You are not a waste of anything!” Florence declared. “And well, technically Anastasia isn’t a goddess, we just sometimes call her one. She’s an owl dragon kinda lady. Very nice! She loves to help with others, But if you don’t want to meet her, it’s no big deal!” he said, waving his paws in front of himself. “And also it doesn’t matter if your clean or not. You’re just... you!”

     “Oh no no no! Webble isn’t a goddess of any kind!” he said with a bark of laughter. Finding it amusing to picture the little creature as a goddess. “She is kind of like a... gremlin. She will likely want something in return for her services, it’s nothing big usually. Sometimes she just asks for a lock of hair...”

[gildedhiraeth-blog]

♦ « :[(  @undead-muses  )]: » ♦

{(:🖊️:)}“ Their not going to need it... ~ “ 

They muse as they walk over the bloody scene. Everyone laying face dirt in the ground from a possible robbery that occurred a few hours ago. The police weren’t here and there is still money on the ground. Hell, there’s no Hero around either so what does that mean? Means that a certain golden eye thief can take what they want. 

Body starting to melt into black goop, slithering over the corpses to absorb as a thoughtless hum leaves them. Slippery tendrils wrapping around the dead to cover and take as the man looks around for anything to take. So far there’s been a few dollars here and there on the ground that wasn’t covered to much in dirt to take and just enough to fit snuggly into his pockets.

[giduhuigh]

@undead-muses

      Florence was tossing a coin, then catching it. There was no reason for this except to keep his mind active and giving himself something to do. Today was a slow day, not many deaths. So no pings.

     He turned a corner and spotted someone all by themselves. For shits and giggles, he activated soul sight-- an rare ability in reapers who can see souls and see how sinful they are or not. But something was strange about this soul... It wouldn’t read.. Which meant, they couldn’t die.

     The reaper approached the other and waved a hand in greeting, “Hello! You seem alone over here, want some company?”

[radiofiend-blog]

@undead-muses

    “The human world is completely mind blowing! I can run into anything here! Humans, animals, wendigos, anything! It’s amazing! And then there’s you!”