Follow The Blood

    “ more or less, “ the early months after his ‘ death ‘ were spent traveling to anywhere and everywhere wilson wanted to see. details of that time are irrelevant to anyone else. house cast down at their dogs. to clark, he remarks, “ we need to work on your game, fuzzball–i’m getting secondhand embarrassment, “ and then to upshur. “ there’s a gas station around the corner. i’m dying of thirst. you buying – ? “

    the skin around his eyes pull tight for a beat. “ ‘ retirement ‘ is so last year. “

         Ask the mun meme

♔: A character (in general) that you’d like to interact with

     if we’re talking canon, that would probably be billy hope. i think he’s the only guy i’ve yet to have miles interact with. it was short, but miles even got to butt heads with jeremy. for billy, not so much. i haven’t really gotten that chance to interact extensively with one. one reason is because i haven’t come across any billy’s that remain active. another reason is i’m not sure how the two of them would interact without going completely outfield. while i’m not against au situations, it’d be nice to try something canon. 

          Ask the mun meme

✔: A plot you would love to play out with your character 

     i think i’ve made a stray ooc post about this before, but basically i enjoy exploring all sorts of cultures. i would like to try my hand at taking the roots of outlast and twisting together a slightly different approach using other cultures’ lores. 

✖: A plot you would never do/can’t do with your character 

✔: A plot you would love to play out with your character

★: A blog you'd love to roleplay with

✖: A plot you would never do/can't do with your character

♔: A character (in general) that you'd like to interact with

☀: Another Mun that you really admire/respect

☣: A pet peeve about roleplaying

☠: Something you dislike about your fandom

➸: Something you like about your fandom

✉: Someone you're afraid to approach/unsure of approaching

☄: A doubt you have about your writing

☮: Something you're confident about with your writing

✿: Three of your favourite followers

❂: Three of your favourite blogs that you follow

❢: Your favourite icon of your muse's FC

♘: Your favourite icon of your Mun FC

♫: An argument that you're sick of hearing

    A low scoff escaped his lips, followed by a playful roll of his eyes; his hand a comforting weight on Miles’ arm.  “ My friend, y’ might be many things, but I’m pretty sure th’ last thing you’re ever gonna be t’ her is a bother. Even if y’ call every ten seconds. Any idea how long she’s still got over there? “

      “ I haven’t been hit with th’ weird food requests yet, so I’ll count that as a small blessin’. “ Besides, Tim was sort of glad he wasn’t the only one with unpredictable mood swings anymore; though of course he couldn’t blame his on pregnancy any time soon. “ But I’ll keep that in mind. How’s Laura? “

      It’s difficult to tell, but the cat can sometimes be just as on edge as the mouse. Chris can feel that something in his chest tighten every time his little rat is close and within his grasp. It’s adrenaline and worry and frustration all mixing together into one disgusting concoction that has his fingers fidgeting and breath held.

       “You don’t know what you’re up against here…” He says and takes a step forward, the darkness enveloping his every movement. “You can run away all you like, but if I don’t get you they will and they don’t know the meaning of mercy.”

     He grit his teeth, tempted to snap back, but kept himself quiet. Fear dropped a weight on his tongue. It did nothing to silence his panicked breathing --- it sounded too loud in his ears --- though he tried his best to stay out of side.