[firelorcl]

ugh you kill a few people on a camping trip and suddenly everyone calls you a “murderer” i’m so sick of labels

[trained-killers]

Shodaw rises from under Crocodile's bed, "Hello again.."

Crocodile Tears jumped when he heard the voice. He quickly jerked his head to Shodaw, sighing in relief. “O-oh… Hey S-shodaw.” He smiled at her. He was wearing his own goggles this time, as they covered his eyes better. he was writing something down in a notebook with things scribbled all over the place.

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

She walked over to him, taking her goggles off of her face and setting them on her head. “What have you got there Croc?” She asked, peering at the scribbles.

[trained-killers]

"Just some n-n-notes." He replied, putting his pencil down. "I-I’m working on s-something.." He explained, pointing to a desk in the corner of the room. The desk had a few metal parts laying all over it, nothing seeming spectacular.

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

“Could I help?” She asked, sitting beside him. She tapped his goggles.

[trained-killers]

He blinked, looking down at his notes. "U-um... I d-don't really k-know.."

[trained-killers]

Shodaw rises from under Crocodile's bed, "Hello again.."

Crocodile Tears jumped when he heard the voice. He quickly jerked his head to Shodaw, sighing in relief. “O-oh… Hey S-shodaw.” He smiled at her. He was wearing his own goggles this time, as they covered his eyes better. he was writing something down in a notebook with things scribbled all over the place.

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

She walked over to him, taking her goggles off of her face and setting them on her head. “What have you got there Croc?” She asked, peering at the scribbles.

[trained-killers]

"Just some n-n-notes." He replied, putting his pencil down. "I-I'm working on s-something.." He explained, pointing to a desk in the corner of the room. The desk had a few metal parts laying all over it, nothing seeming spectacular.

[trained-killers]

Shodaw rises from under Crocodile's bed, "Hello again.."

Crocodile Tears jumped when he heard the voice. He quickly jerked his head to Shodaw, sighing in relief. “O-oh… Hey S-shodaw.” He smiled at her. He was wearing his own goggles this time, as they covered his eyes better. he was writing something down in a notebook with things scribbled all over the place.

[trained-killers]

Do you ship your characters with anyone?

//…

[the-c-anon]

Top ten OTPs GO!!! (can be anything and everyone)

//Five are gonna be my from my characters, the other five are gonna be from actually stuff.

And they aren’t in any order.

Possum and Illusion (from trained-killers)

Gordon and Alyx (Half-Life) (….) (Yes I ship them. I’m pretty sure it’s canon too. Like, 70% sure.)

Padlock (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared)

Jennifer and Derek (TotallynotfromsomethingI’vebeenwriting.noofcoursenot)

Doctor and Rose (I don’t even have to say where that is from)

Cyclops and Shade (Characters I’ve only told one person about; not sure if they’ll even last long though)

Chell and Barney (Portal and Half-Life) (….You read one fanfiction and it becomes and obsession)

Ghost and Rocky (Ghost from trained-killers and Rocky is totally not from the same story as Jennifer and Derek. Psssh.)

Chell and Wheatly (Portal 2) (….You watch a few videos and read a few stories and suddenly you’re hit in the fucking face.)

AND FINALLY..

10. C and J̸̴̴̬̪̳̪̞͉̝̰̝̫͎̘͙̭͖͔̬͝b̶͜͠͏͖̲̗̬͎̭͉̖͇̜̤̦͚̻͕͈̰͍̺c̺̺͇̯͇̦̤͚͈̰̥̻͝͠ͅo͜͞҉̤̰͉̳͍͎̥͉̕a͡͏̷̦͕̫̘̙͖͎̹͕̼̹̖̣̼̹ͅ

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[trained-killers]

Quite possibly the best/worst fortune cookie fortune ever.

[trained-killers]

//Out of Kills

//Hey everyone, I'm back! I was on my other blog, the-c-anon, so if you want something to look at, go look over there! But, I have a question for the people I was rping with.. Do you guys wanna keep going with the current rps or start new one all together?

[trained-killers]

Hospital Visit (closed with dib-the-survivor)

[dib-the-survivor]

"Oh. You know. Just used a few techniques to make sure she doesn’t alert the others. Besides, it’s a hospital. You’d expect blood to be there, right?" He asked, marching out into the hallway again. 

[trained-killers]

It took a moment before Possum shrugged his shoulders. “I guess you have a point.” He said as he followed slowly after. “So,” He started. “Why were you waiting for me to wake up again?”

[dib-the-survivor]

He looked back at Possum. “I could tell you were different. People consider you a monster, right? Well. Us monsters gotta stick together ya know?” He smiled. “So how’d you get hurt enough to be put in the hospital?” He asked. “To be honest these people are stupid enough not to question about our masks…”

[trained-killers]

Possum shrugged to the best of his abilities."Actually, the last person to call me a monster was my partner.. I'm labeled more of as an 'insane killer', or a 'homicidal manic'. Which is really annoying." He explained. He took a moment to respond to the next question as he looked down at his side. "Well, I ran into a few 'buddies' of mine, they used to be my buddies - keep in mind." He made sure that fact was clear. "And those assholes decided that I needed to die because of a rumor of some kind going on about me..." He trailed off, sighing. "What was it again..? I was-" He looked down. He had to remember, the kid was five. "...Was... Getting, really friendly with a chick high up in the ranks and they didn't like that." He touched his side where a wound was. "Shot me a few times and left me to die. I would be dead if it wasn't for this lady that found me."

[trained-killers]

The Crocodile's Nightmare

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

She blushed, “Of…Of course Crocodile…” She smiled widely, and hugged him, “One last question…Where do you want it to take place? I would suggest the beach..But it’s your choice.” The nightmare closed her eyes, and started to relax against the other, one of her arms snaking around his chest in a hug.

[trained-killers]

He shrugged the best he could. “The b-beach sounds nice..” He yawned softly, moving his hand up to cover his mouth. “Let’s.. Go there..”

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

She nodded, and nuzzled him, “Okay…You can fall asleep whenever you’re ready.” She turned a dial and slid a heart-shaped knob up, turning into a solid yet misty figure. She put a hand to his cheek, “We’ll do just fine..”

[trained-killers]

He smiled at those words and soon after, CT fell quickly into sleep. Soon enough, he was greeted by the sound of waves and the salty sea air. He opened his eyes and smiled at the view.

[trained-killers]

The Crocodile's Nightmare

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

She smiled, “I’m sure I’d love to see one of your inventions..Anything else? Animals, food…Anybody special you want in your dream?”

[trained-killers]

He was hesitant to say at first. “C-could.. Could you be there?” He asked shyly. “W-we could just h-hang out.. I-in my head…”

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

She blushed, “Of…Of course Crocodile…” She smiled widely, and hugged him, “One last question…Where do you want it to take place? I would suggest the beach..But it’s your choice.” The nightmare closed her eyes, and started to relax against the other, one of her arms snaking around his chest in a hug.

[trained-killers]

He shrugged the best he could. "The b-beach sounds nice.." He yawned softly, moving his hand up to cover his mouth. "Let's.. Go there.."

[trained-killers]

The Crocodile's Nightmare

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

She laid with him, and smiled. “If you’d really like. I’m not as good at happy dreams…What do you like?” She drummed her fingers on his chest, “It’ll help..”

[trained-killers]

"W-well.." He thought for a moment. "I like to invent things.. O-or at least, try…" He sighed. "No one l-likes my inventions…"

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

She smiled, “I’m sure I’d love to see one of your inventions..Anything else? Animals, food…Anybody special you want in your dream?”

[trained-killers]

He was hesitant to say at first. "C-could.. Could you be there?" He asked shyly. "W-we could just h-hang out.. I-in my head..."

[trained-killers]

The Crocodile's Nightmare

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

She nodded, “Of course I am, if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t exist.” She stretched, and cracked her back, “…You should have some pleasant dreams now.” She hugged him again, “I’ve had enough..”

[trained-killers]

He nodded, messing up his hair from rubbing it back and forth on the pillow. “Okay..A-are you gonna be controlling those d-dreams too?” He asked, closing his eyes.

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

She laid with him, and smiled. “If you’d really like. I’m not as good at happy dreams…What do you like?” She drummed her fingers on his chest, “It’ll help..”

[trained-killers]

"W-well.." He thought for a moment. "I like to invent things.. O-or at least, try..." He sighed. "No one l-likes my inventions..."

[trained-killers]

The Crocodile's Nightmare

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

Shodaw hugged him, “Are you okay?” She pulled away, and looked over his head, not meeting his eyes. If he didn’t want them to be seen, then she would do her best to abide by that rule. “It wasn’t too bad, was it?”

[trained-killers]

He shook his head. “N-no, it’s fine. J-just freaked me o-out.” He said quietly. He pinched the bridge of his nose as he took in a shaky breath. “You’re good at w-what you d-do..” He chuckled softly.

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

She nodded, “Of course I am, if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t exist.” She stretched, and cracked her back, “…You should have some pleasant dreams now.” She hugged him again, “I’ve had enough..”

[trained-killers]

He nodded, messing up his hair from rubbing it back and forth on the pillow. "Okay..A-are you gonna be controlling those d-dreams too?" He asked, closing his eyes.

[trained-killers]

The Crocodile's Nightmare

[trained-killers]

zomandfriends:

Everything happened so quickly it was a blur. First he was on the edge of a building quickly shutting his eyes as he heard the gun shot, then he drowning in the water trying to swing against gravity. He let his breath go as he finally was out of the water, but quickly gasped as he felt the rope around his neck. As he fell and the rope covered his face he panicked slightly since he couldn’t see anything.

He screamed at the sudden pain in his chest. He fell to his knees as he looked down at the knife, trying to grab it in vain. He coughed up blood as he fell to the ground, waking up again. This time it wasn’t as bad as the first. His eyes were wide as his breathing was in short pants. “C-crap..” He stuttered, wiping his face.

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

Shodaw hugged him, “Are you okay?” She pulled away, and looked over his head, not meeting his eyes. If he didn’t want them to be seen, then she would do her best to abide by that rule. “It wasn’t too bad, was it?”

[trained-killers]

He shook his head. "N-no, it's fine. J-just freaked me o-out." He said quietly. He pinched the bridge of his nose as he took in a shaky breath. "You're good at w-what you d-do.." He chuckled softly.

[trained-killers]

Do you all have fake names so you can hide better with people?

"Oh course!" Ghost started. "Mine Is Gale and Croc’s is… Is.." CT sighed. "I-it’s Maxwell." He replied. "Oh… That’s right. I thought it was Mike for some reason…" She shrugged. "Oh Well. Illusion’s is-" Possum pushed Ghost out of the way. "Martha," He finished. "And mine is J-"

"James! His name is James." Ghost interrupted, sticking her tongue out at Possum. He scoffed. "Real mature you little blue brat. How about you grow up and learn some manners." She laughed. "Manners? How about next time you don’t interrupt me. Maybe your little dick needs to learn some ‘manners.’" She retorted rudely, crossing her arms as she smirked smugly up at him. Possum busted out laughing. "Sweetheart, the only thing little here is you standing at 4 foot 10. Also, it’s your tits. Now go run along and play with your dolls kid, I don’t have time to waste with you." He chuckled as he started to leave the room. "My breast are not small! You’ve just fucked a bunch of fake, breast implanted, Barbie’s! Now how about you go play with those dolls!" She yelled at him as he left. "Just stop you little shit, you’re embarrassing yourself." Possum replied calmly as he gave her the finger and closed the door behind him.

~Ghost and Possum

[trained-killers]

The Crocodile's Nightmare

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

She burrowed under the blanket, and laid next to him, “…I like you, you got guts.” She put her goggles on, and put a hand on his chest, “Go to sleep now…I would suggest I sing you a lullaby, but my voice is…Horrid. I sing like a lion roars. Loud and scary.” She tapped her fingers on his chest. “Sleep now..I’ll be here.”

[trained-killers]

He blushed softly at the touch, scoffing lightly at the comment. “I-I must be the only person y-you know then. I-I have no guts once-soever.” He smiled. ‘Thanks for the complement though.’ He thought to himself. “A-alright.. See you in the morning I-I guess…”

[haha-im-deleting-deactivated201]

“You do for trusting me.” She laughed, “If by morning, you mean thirty minutes from now..” She laughed more. She waited for him to fall asleep, fiddling with the knobs on her goggles. As soon as he fell asleep, she turned into the black fog, and invaded his dreams… This time, he was on top of a building, on the edge. People were staring at him, and one person from behind him walked towards him. She held up a gun, and pointed it to his head, shooting. He fell over the edge, and the ground rushed up to him. Instead of hitting pavement, he was suddenly underwater, a brick and chain attatched to his leg. It pulled him down, down, blood scenting the water. A crocodile swam around to him, and opened it’s jaws, going in for the kill. Right as the jaws closed around his neck, the scene changed again. He was about to be hung, a purple rope around his neck. A noose. A male stepped forwards, and kicked the barrel out from under Croc’s feet. He fell, and instead of choking, the rope was growing, getting bigger, winding around him. A crowd stared on as he was consumed be the rope, and he was forced to look at them until the rope constricted around his face. Then he saw nothing but black, until a pair of eyes opened in front of him. Eyes that were as reflective as mirrors. They showed him what he was, and then there was a piercing pain in his chest. A knife was embedded in his heart…

[trained-killers]

Everything happened so quickly it was a blur. First he was on the edge of a building quickly shutting his eyes as he heard the gun shot, then he drowning in the water trying to swing against gravity. He let his breath go as he finally was out of the water, but quickly gasped as he felt the rope around his neck. As he fell and the rope covered his face he panicked slightly since he couldn't see anything.

He screamed at the sudden pain in his chest. He fell to his knees as he looked down at the knife, trying to grab it in vain. He coughed up blood as he fell to the ground, waking up again. This time it wasn't as bad as the first. His eyes were wide as his breathing was in short pants. "C-crap.." He stuttered, wiping his face.