` ♟ ▒▒ EMPATHIC.

Bro, bro what the fuck did I just see? Is your basketball team even a basketball team cause it feels like y’all suck. Have any of you actually played this game before?

Explain to me why it’s so hard to get a simple fresh apple when someone seems to have thousands upon thousands of crates full of freshly grown fruit. It was like a stockpile! Yet for some reason me picking an apple up and biting into it means I’m essentially the devil. 

    kagxma

                 ⑩ █▓  ── ‘ let’s not make this any harder than it needs to be. ‘ number ten does as number ten is trained to do. gun in hand, ammo low, the barrel pointed at the face of the intruder who dare step on his campsite in this apocalyptic wasteland he calls home. this is it ; weeks of withdrawal take form in shaking, tattooed hands. breaths are steady; dark eyes fill with the sin that courses through his thoughts. MURDER is on his mind. he fights it, the urge to kill. jekyll and hyde clutch each other’s throats in his mind, leftover residue from the hell he underwent in his youth– teenage years flood into the 20-year-old man’s mind, and his jaw sets. hyde would not have his skin on this hallowed night, for jekyll was as strong a man as he.                                               ‘ step the fuck forward, or i pull the trigger and you                                                 become swiss cheese. got that, you bastard ? ‘ 

Wow that was a magnificent first introduction. Not many people I know open by holding people at gun point. What am I stepping forward for? Is this gonna like...Be giving me false hope or something.

He’s nonchalant in his speech, despite facing down death in the form of a loaded gun but this felt too weird to him. Killing was not foreign of course, and he did enjoy doing it but...Perhaps it was just the fact someone else besides him was pointing the gun.

“Ah? T-Those little brats I – I didn’t do anything! They tried to take my food so I held it away from them, that’s all.”

When he goes into the apocalypse era the no holds barred nature of such a thing attracts him, he becomes accustomed to constant killing and stealing fast because in an environment where there is nothing to lay claim to, nothing to be the undisputed KING of he defaults to pure instinct. 

The main reason this does not constantly show however is because of his inherent dependency on personal attachments, this is independent of his alignment in the sense he is not motivated by his morals so much as he’s motivated by gaining the approval or affection of his significant other/platonic partner etc etc. 

{ kagxma – ; }

“Wha…What are you doing?”

And he takes off running. Bye.

He’s staring into the distance, contemplating whether to yell about the fact he definitely was going to need to come back here tomorrow if he had any intention of getting into the next area.

Then again it was hilarious seeing him run. 

        boop, boop. What was that? Her fuckboy radar           because she can feel it in her bones that he’s one            of them. Maybe she’s jumping to conclusions but            the way he talked and acted like she couldn’t twist           a knot in his pretzel was more than enough reason           for her to believe that much was true.            Think about taking her on a date? Did he think she            couldn’t get a date on her own? … well, he wouldn’t           be wrong per say. She couldn’t get one, but that           wasn’t the point. Point was that this was a guy on            her dangerous noodle scale and she’s confident           that she has all the reasons to be concerned.           “Did you just call me sweet thang.” … she was. She           was the sweetest and most delicious thang out            there. At least in her head anyways. “… uh … well,           there’s a ramen place around the corner … and            probably a family restaurant if we go a little further            down the street. I’m pretty sure there’s a bunch of           fast food joints if you keep heading down this street            for one or two blocks.”

There a problem with that? I called you sweet thang cause you looked pretty. I always admire pretty girls like yaself, so much confidence....So terribly cute. I mean, I’m sure ya know that already right? Ya can’t not know that if ya’ve looked into a mirror. 

He definitely wasn’t lying, oh no. There was no denying this was indeed a girl that could be discerned as his type if he decided to limit himself. But there was always a measure of sweet talk in his words, there was quite the possibility of him actually wanting dating Shun but then again it would last a month at most. 

Ramen place sounds good enough. Quick food- Hey do you eat a lot? ‘S not a problem wit me but I happen to indulge m’self a fair bit and girls are usually surprised by that kinda thing. That is unless they stuff themselves with as many calories as I do. That kinda stuff bothers me, the whole questioning why someone eats so much.