#verse: 1985

[thrashheads]

SLAYER 1985 HELL AWAITS TOUR

[hero-scorned]

“I can assure you, I am a hero...” Caitlyn said simply, even if her gaze was intense and there was something horribly unnerving about her. It didn’t help that she had a couple of centipedes that were crawling out of her shirt collar and shirt sleeves. “So, this whole Mayor deal, how can we solve it?” she said in her unreadable and almost robotic voice. She definitely needed some lessons in just how to warm up and be more.....Human.

[its-just-magick]

Sabrina tapped her foot anxiously, it's not everyday you get the chance to be a hero. "We have to do something about The Mayor!" We might not be the police or the FBI, but we're supposed to be superheroes. We're supposed to save people and use our powers for good! Isn't there something we can do? We can't just let some criminals force us to disband!" The hero vented, looking around and trying to get the slightest idea of what to do.

[hero-scorned]

Fawna couldn’t help but wake when she felt the emptiness in the bed, her hand idly patting the area that Amelia had been in “Amelia?” she mumbled sleepily, sitting herself up and pulling the bed sheet up over her skin “I know sleeping at night is hard for you...But you have to at least try?” The young red head asked in a soft tone “And you know I have to get up early for that board meeting with my father...”

@darknesscrushed