There Is No Choice

When you first get the hunger You’re like… a wild animal And all the civilization gets stripped away Indie Thomas from Donner Pass sideblog to themurderousintent

[angelkillers]

Sooo, probably gonna archive this blog. I’ll be moving the muses somewhere else. It’ll probably be on a multi-muse blog with other muses [oh no, how terrible] so we’ll see how things go.

[undyinghunger]

@arrowsandglitter liked for a starter

“So uh long time no see. I’m not dead.”

[undyinghunger]

Coming out of my cage and I’m doing just fine.

Starter call

[undyinghunger]

“How fascinating, keep going.”

[undyinghunger]

godthesarcasticalmighty:

“Ok, I’m gonna spell it out for you now. Follow along with me. I. Am. God! I am God.”

Thomas stared at the other, confusion in disbelief written all over his face. “That can’t be right.” He said. He had pondered years on the existence of God along with his own existence. After years of torment, he had decided there was no God, and if there was, he was a cruel one. It was hard to believe that this man was God.

[undyinghunger]

scalpelsuperstar:

“I’ve never played a whole game. I’ve done a couple hole and sat in the golf cart watching my dad play, oh and I’ve played mini golf. That’s a little more fun. But basketball is kinda my thing if I had to pick a sport.”

“My parents have played a few times. I think they were just trying to fit into those rich types, you know?” He fiddled with the end of a piece of paper. “I think rich people just do it to all fit in, have the time to talk to each other, and make fun of others. It’s funny.”

[technomageiism-deactivated20151]

"Call it a metalcut. Like a papercut, but bigger and more lethal." -undyinghunger

Ari glared and heldher side. “Or I can call it what it is, a stabbing.” she said and moved to getup and away from the person. She grunted in pain as she tried to stable herself,she pressed her hand harder, this wasn’t good, at all. She couldn’t even findan out, what the hell was she going to do. “What do you want from me anyway?”

[undyinghunger]

technomageiism:

“Oh fuck off.” she growled out at him and looked around for anything she could use to get away. It wasn’t looking good for her, she couldn’t believe she was going to die like this.

“Oh, getting defensive. I bet you’re losing a lot of blood.” Thomas lunged forward suddenly and grabbed her arm. “We can’t be having that now, can we?”

[clownpriincessofcriime-arch-blog]

loaded question -undyinghunger

undyinghunger

16. What are we?

[undyinghunger]

clownpriincessofcriime:

Harley nodded Standing up, bat in hand and gun tucked away before moving to stand beside him, analyzing the building in her own way “Seems structurally safe, though we’ll have ta’ double check. Blends in well ‘nd doesn’t look too dirty” 

Eyes flicking over to the other she grinned at him, she didn;t know how long he was going to stick around for, but she hoped it would be for quite a while “It could work, lead the way”

Thomas looked over at her and smiled at her grin. Her positive nature was rubbing off on him, although he wasn’t sure if he would admit it yet. This was the first time he felt like he belonged anywhere in over a hundred years. This felt right. “Alright.” He said before he started forward. 

He went to the door of the warehouse and tried the door. By sheer luck, it was unlocked. It came open with a creak, the sound echoing in the empty building. He stepped inside and looked around for a light switched. Finding it, he flicked it on, watching as fluorescent lights came on, row by row. “This looks nice.”

[onipiss-blog]

Wendigo Psychosis

Image Description: Left Image: Jack Fiddler, the famous last Wendigo hunter. EDIT: Left image is Robert Fiddler, the famous last Wendigo hunter’s son. [source] Right Image: Depiction of a wendigo by an artist. [source]

A wendigo is a forest spirit which has an incredible appetite for human flesh. They are depicted by many as very tall and skinny. Stories of them originate from Native American mythology, specifically the Inuits. Its name has many variations, but many roughly translates to “evil spirit that devours mankind.”

The means of becoming one varies. To some, the creature was previously human but changed through supernatural means. To others, a human becomes a wendigo due to being driven to cannibalism. A spirit of a wendigo may also be able to possess a human. The origin of the creature is also thought to be due to the isolation of Native Americans, which resulted in lack of food and therefor cannibalism.

Wendigo psychosis is a disorder specific to the area of its origins. The disorder itself does not hold much medical support, if at all. According to Thomas H. Hay, the disorder is similar to his accounts of ritualistic cannibalism.

Jack Fiddler was a famous wendigo hunter, and had claimed to kill many of the creatures. He was then punished for his last attempts of killing a woman who he believed to be under wendigo psychosis and needed to be murdered for the safety of everyone.

Currently, the wendigo mythology still affects us indirectly today. It has influenced the incredibly popular zombie mythology. (A used-to-be-human longing for human flesh? Sound familiar?) Others have called a wendigo an ogre, but some say the ogre came from the wendigo. Unfortunately, there are no current absolute sources as to which originated first.

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[technomageiism-deactivated20151]

"Call it a metalcut. Like a papercut, but bigger and more lethal." -undyinghunger

Ari glared and heldher side. “Or I can call it what it is, a stabbing.” she said and moved to getup and away from the person. She grunted in pain as she tried to stable herself,she pressed her hand harder, this wasn’t good, at all. She couldn’t even findan out, what the hell was she going to do. “What do you want from me anyway?”

[undyinghunger]

“I try to be creative with my killings is all, don’t ruin my fun with semantics.” Thomas said as he followed after her at a slow, predatory pace. 

[undyinghunger]

Sorry for my absence, I’ve been really busy with school

[jaythemun]

[undyinghunger]

themurderousintent:

          IT’S NOT ABOUT HOW THE WORLD IS                             IT’S ABOUT WHAT WE MAKE OF IT

[kii-nam]

Reblog if your Muse has a kill count of 5+

[undyinghunger]

jophielswisdom:

“But in heaven, you get your own, personal heaven. You can design it however you want. And you forever live in peace, a perfect life in heaven. Doesn’t that sound better than chaos?”

“I wouldn’t know how to exist like that. Heaven just isn’t meant for me.”

[jaythemun]

At a friend’s house doing Gishwhes stuff. I’ll be on later

[undyinghunger]

jophielswisdom:

“Oh no…believe me, hell will just be the most horrible suffering you can imagine. Trust me…I’ve been there. Of course I has just a visitor.”

“So it’ll just be a repeat of my life? Doesn’t sound so bad then.”

[undyinghunger]

"I dunno man Heaven just seems boring. Sign me up for hell."