#impsflute

💓 @ one of your starvers. but watch out

Oh. This is... interesting. Wes blinked, looking down at the imp with clear confusion in his eyes before bringing his hands behind his own back, mirroring the other's position as he kept his ear on the mime's chest. What exactly was expecting to hear? A simple heartbeat? Something more?

The shadows always made sure to make him feel as if something was inside his chest. Something else, other than his organs and bones and plenty of more icky stuff, anyway. Not once he thought that someone could hear or feel anything in there, at least until then. Wortox was a being from the Constant, after all... maybe there was something?

Orrrrr maybe he was just overthinking this and the imp was pulling a very confusing prank.

The sight of the skull peering between the treeline made her breath catch in her throat, if not for a mere moment... She always forgot that this corner of the woods housed...

Well... Housed whatever was left of what once was Wortox. The skeleton contorted oddly, jaw pulled back in a silent scream long since concluded, clawbones flexed as if still grasping for salvation.

A butterfly flitted to and fro, as if indecisive on where to land, before perching atop the thing's skull. No sooner did it land did it stiffen oddly, jerking once or twice, before falling lifeless from its fatal perch.

every time i see wigfrid and willow or charlie (oh my GOD wigfrid and charlie) i start spinning around in circles and clicking my heels n shit. they're so delightful. And wigfrid and charlie are so uniquely insane i love seeing how crazy their interactions are every single time. i need to boil them in a stew.

[ connect ; ACCEPTING ]

[ ALTERNATE MUSES ; ACCEPTING ]

Well, today was a bust. Partially so, anyway: while the giant, werepig-like creature that attacked the survivors was a very interesting specimen, one that managed to peak Wagstaff' curiosity enough to stay in the Constant through the entire illfated battle, losing so many resources was still rather troublesome.

Still, annoyances aside, he'd argue he gathered very precious informations.

As he paced around the attic, a notebook in his hands, a pencil he rhythmically tapped on his chin on the other, Wagstaff absent-mindedly kept on writing notes about the survivors currently in the Constant, pointing out which ones might be more valuable to bring to first complete, then test out the WARBOT project, and which one to keep as far away as possible from there - especially Woodrow. Or... WX-78, as mr.Higgsbury called them. Guess they decided to keep the name of their old prototype after all.

As admittedly fascinating as this turn of events was, and most importantly as surprising as it could be that the prototype actually managed to stay intact for so long - or, rather, managed to be either resurrected or rebuilt after falling, more likely -, unfortunately it was better to stay as far away as possible from them, and make sure that they won't make Higgsbury or miss Winona reconsider their collaborations. Maybe, he'll have to press them a little more to continue their work. Push aside anything else, including the option to return to work on the WX automatons ideas now that he was certain that even an unfinished version could work so well, and make sure that the few people he could consider useful stayed on his corner as long as he could.

A quick glance at the portal confirmed that all of them already managed to return to their base mostly in one piece, bringing a smile on his face. Good, good! Once they'll be done with all that, he'll try to approach them again.

"Yeah yeah, we could leave that thing alone."

That thing happened to be a very unfortunate Varg. Unfortunate for them, anyway: it's been ages since she last stumbled into one while hunting, and finding one while she was messing around with the imp rather than someone more interested in battles to the death was even worse.

"But I think we can take 'em.

[ pre enstablished relationships ; ACCEPTING ]

FRIENDS.   childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance  / pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other. are you SURE you dont want to take my stupid fucking soul or-

ROMANCE.childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other .

FAMILIAL BOND.   sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  guardian figure (threatening ) /  legal  guardian  /  other.