2 is the perfect number

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      a canon & oc multi-muse roleplay blog ft. nearly 500 muses from multiple fandoms centered around the horror genre. overall fandom friendly & open to unfamiliar muses & media. 18+ due to dark content & mutuals only w/ generally medium-to-low activity. est. dec 2014

                             muses featured (top - bottom, left - right):            john ward, augustin lambert / the beast, narinder / the one who waits                     reze / the bomb devil, the xenomorph, bigby wolf

Her hand returns to give a comforting squeeze to his shoulder, trying to silently confirm to him that it wasn't all for nothing. She's not about to speak for him, or anyone else, but he should try. He should go through that effort of figuring it out, more for his own sake than theirs. "There's nothing wrong with that, you know. Whether you look at it as starting over or reassessing, sometimes that opens the door for better things."

"You're the first person to look at me like I'm a human." Being an avatar came with a general sense of unease, of knowing that there was something not quite human about them. It was easier to spot on some more than others, and if she had been anything like Jude it would have been far more obvious.

   “That doesn’t hurt you?” he says, overtaken by a mixture of curiosity and concern over her.  Although if being made out of rocks didn’t cause him physical harm, he supposes it must be the same for her with wax.

   Even if Chum doesn’t believe that her inhumanity is that noticeable, it is a small comfort to know that everyone else picks up on it, that they are both pretty blatant things.  “Did you think I was human when we first met?” he asks her, even though the answer seems obvious.  He doesn’t even know what he hopes to accomplish with that question.  Maybe just seeking as many similarities between them as possible.

   “No, I guess not…  I guess I don’t look anything like it.”  He looks down at his hands, sinks a bit into himself.

Ugh. Disgusting.

"Uh huhn." He's already thinking Columbus is going to be the winner... He rubs at his chin and closes his eyes for a moment.

You absolute idiot.

   He has already entirely convinced himself of this fact.

   Thankfully, Axon doesn’t have many worldly possessions.  His guitar, a few grenades, some paint cans just in case inspiration strikes him while they’re on the road, and less than a week’s worth of clothing changes.  It takes him less than an hour to shove everything in his guitar case and neon purple suitcase that he has scribbled and slapped stickers all over.

❛  i won't apologize for the way i chose to survive.  ❜ ❛  i won't ask you to love me.  ❜ ❛  i won't be another thing you ruin and walk away from.  ❜ ❛  i won't be here when you finally decide you need me.  ❜ ❛  i won't be the reason for you to stay.  ❜ ❛  i won't be your second choice anymore.  ❜ ❛  i won't forgive you just because you finally feel guilty.  ❜ ❛  i won't hold you back anymore.  ❜ ❛  i won't keep setting myself on fire just to keep you warm.  ❜ ❛  i won't let myself hope for you again.  ❜ ❛  i won't let you do this alone.  ❜ ❛  i won't let you turn this around on me.  ❜ ❛  i won't make it so easy for you this time.  ❜ ❛  i won't tell you when i miss you.  ❜ ❛  i won't wait forever just because you're scared.  ❜ ❛  won't you at least say goodbye this time?  ❜ ❛  won't you be lonely without me?  ❜ ❛  won't you be sorry for once?  ❜ ❛  won't you look for me when i'm gone?  ❜ ❛  won't you miss being loved like that?  ❜ ❛  won't you miss me?  ❜ ❛  won't you regret this when it's too late?  ❜ ❛  won't you remember that i tried?  ❜ ❛  won't you tell me what i did wrong?  ❜ ❛  won't you wish you had said something kinder?  ❜ ❛  won't you wish you had stayed?  ❜ ❛  won't you wonder what could have been?  ❜ ❛  you won't admit that you hurt me because then you'd have to care.  ❜ ❛  you won't be able to fix this so easily.  ❜ ❛  you won't be the reason for me to stay.  ❜ ❛  you won't even look at me anymore.  ❜ ❛  you won't find me waiting for you ever again.  ❜ ❛  you won't get another chance.  ❜ ❛  you won't get to break me twice.  ❜ ❛  you won't have to worry about losing me anymore. you already did.  ❜ ❛  you won't keep using my love against me.  ❜ ❛  you won't know what to do with yourself when i stop needing you.  ❜ ❛  you won't remember this the way i will.  ❜ ❛  you won't say it, but i know you blame me.  ❜ ❛  you won't understand what you lost until i'm gone.  ❜

Regardless, this idea has not crossed their mind. Not a lot has in the last few minutes.

It's a nice park, really, with a recently upgraded playground nearby, as well as a workout station for adults and a track quite a few people are walking and jogging...

   “Like this,” he says and produces some bread crumbs from the capsule on his chest.  He tosses them into the water, and shortly after, a few small fish flick against the pond’s surface, investigating.  “See?  I thought there would be.”

   But there isn’t time to fish right now, not before releasing the wasps and letting them get settled into their new home.  He kneels beside the box and pulls a small pocket knife from the pouch on his thigh and rather carelessly cuts the tape from the top.

   No sooner has he gotten the left flap open than a dark column of reddish brown wasps shoots into the air and falls down on the park.  Immediately, people start screaming.  The joggers veer off their trail.  The children abandon the play equipment.  Dogs yelp and bark and growl.  Limbs fly in every direction.  Cellphones ring out in desperate inquiries after someone, anyone, who knows what to do in a plague of locusts.

i live my life a quarter mile at a time.

it's not how you stand by your car, it's how you race your car.

nothing else matters: not the mortgage, not the store, not my team and all their bullshit. for those ten seconds or less, i'm free.

you almost had me? you never had me.

ask any racer. any real racer. it don't matter if you win by an inch or a mile. winning's winning.

it's funny how that works out.

you know what you're doing?

every day for the last three weeks you've been coming in here and you've been asking me how the tuna is. now, it was crappy yesterday, it was crappy the day before and guess what? it hasn't changed.

that's my dad.

i can still remember him screaming.

they said it was me that was screaming.

why don't you just pack it up before i leave treadmarks on your face?

he was praying to the car gods.

so what's your best time?

i've never driven her.

she scares the shit out of me.

you know, i was thinking we should go out sometime.

that's sweet, but i don't usually date my brother's friends.

that sucks. i guess i'll have to kick his ass then.

i'd love to see that. actually, i'd pay to see that.

i like the tuna here.

bullshit asshole.

where's he going?

he went to the car wash.

go fetch my car!

we're not on your block any more.

you better watch who you talk to like that.

this is yours, even if you lose.

you break her heart, i'll break your neck.

what did you put in that sandwich?

sounds like a serial killer.

is that what you are?

don't come around here again.

you know this is bullshit.

let's go for a little ride.

i said a ten second car, not a ten minute car.

you could push this across the finish line... or tow it.

i have faith in you, but this isn't a junkyard. this is a garage.

wait, you can't just climb into the ring with ali 'cause you think you box!

if i lose, winner takes my car clean and clear. but if i win, i take the cash, and i take the respect.

you can have any brew you want... as long as it's a corona.

what's the retail on one of those?

you know, my brother likes you. usually he doesn't like anybody.

what was the deal back there?

we have a twenty mile hike.

i made the mistake of sleeping with his sister.

you drive like you've done this before.

what about those two years you did in juvie for boosting cars?

i'll die before i go back.

i thought if i got in your good graces you might let me keep my car.

i used to drag back here in high school.

this your beer?

what are you talking about, [name]?

you want a piece of ass, go to hollywood boulevard.

that's not what i had in mind.

you look a bit tired. i think you should go upstairs and give me a massage.

i just need some more time.

you know what? this will decimate all, after you put fifteen grand in it or more.

if we have to, overnight parts from japan.

oh shit! we got cops!

i'll see you in the desert next month. be ready to have your ass handed to you.

you're gonna need more than your crotch rocket.

that was in the third grade!

what do you have in your hand?

i'm not running!

𝚆𝟺𝚃𝙲𝙷𝟹𝙳 : 𝖽𝗂𝖽 you 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 the 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑦 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑦 that 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 you as 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒚 ? that waivers ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢᵃʸ in au͟t͟o͟n͟o͟m͟y ?

dialogue prompts from the departure: animorphs #19 by k.a. applegate.

i wish i was more clever with words, i really do.

i guess you'd call ____ evil. i always did.

i should have been glad to be able to fight.

i'm done being afraid.

i'm done being a _____.

i've become an expert at lying.

_____ would never really forgive me.

it was battle. it's a war.

_____ is solid and reliable and decent.

i guess i'm not willing to make the sacrifices you've made.

just because you have all these moral qualms and feel bad over stuff, doesn't make you a coward.

i felt bad because i felt nothing.

i felt like i was just doing my job, you know?

each day, each battle, each mission, i just feel less and less.

i can't not feel anything when there's violence. i can't not care about living things.

hang on. i'll get you.

you saved my life.

now we're even. i don't owe you anything, and you don't owe me.

why were you following me? why were you spying on me?

if you're going to try to kill me, go ahead and do it.

it gets boring after a while, when someone sticks to an obvious lie.

we're stuck here, nothing to do but talk. i tell you my life story, and you tell me yours.

there's no murder in war.

you can't compare the attacker and the victim.

you think being a predator is morally superior to being a parasite?

life is sacred. even the life of an enemy.

is it time for me to take over?

winning doesn't make it less terrible.

don't pretend with me.

it bothers you when your enemies don't hate you, doesn't it?

you think you understand me. you don't.

nothing bothers me.

you people make everything sentimental.

most people don't even know what they have.

basic survival of the fittest: protect yourself first, protect your own family and tribe second. protect your enemies never.

______ might not see things the way i do.

maybe you're more like me than you think.

there are times when i admire your directness.

there's always a choice.

it's fight or flee time.

you have some kind of instructions for me, fearless leader?

i wanted someone to be mad at, and you were the first person i saw.

i'll deal with ______ soon enough.

each of us has to decide for ourselves, right now.

i won't be the one to call ______ a fool.

i'll carry you. i'll keep you safe.

i'm back. i'm me again.

sorry. i'm not feeling too well.

i don't know what to tell _____.

maybe it's better to let them go on hoping.

you always were the fastest.

_____ tried to stop you.

it isn't a perfect answer, but it's the best i can do.

which one do you like? the green or the red?

       ❛ 𝑻𝑨𝑳𝑬 𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬. . . ❜

A couple of multi muse blogs featuring Bigby Wolf and Snow White from The Wolf Among Us series.

* NOT Fables.

Ripped straight from the folktales by Pom and Toastie.