Jun 19, 2013
I'M IN LUUUV WIT A KILLER
HE SLICIN
HE DICIN
HE COVERED IN BLOOD
HE GRINDIN' DAT POLE AND
wait
that's the wrong song.
i'm going tos top hown
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I'M IN LUUUV WIT A KILLER
HE SLICIN
HE DICIN
HE COVERED IN BLOOD
HE GRINDIN' DAT POLE AND
wait
that's the wrong song.
i'm going tos top hown
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-Pat pats with a stick to avoid getting too close and catching the feels- ( ;) )
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AU: Keep your friends close || Arden & Threddson
"Do you really think Kit Walker has the surgical skills to remove a woman's skin sister?" Was the last thing the Doctor heard as he wandered out of the ridiculous interrogation That bitch of a Prostitute has tried to frame him, but Arthur was sure that it would all be dismissed as he was such a prominent member of society after the work he had done for the Tuberculosis ward.
Something about this policeman's statement had a slight amount of truth to it. The man had a point. Arden had spent rather some time with Kit and had come to realize just how inept the man was with anything medical. "What's that?" "What are you doing?" "what does that do?" The boy would yelp at any surgical tool the Doctor picked up. The man may have been acting of course but Arden wasn't inclined to think so.
His mind was now reeling. Of course he didn't care too much about who the real Bloody Face was. It wasn't as if he had some woman in his life to watch out for. Besides, Sister Mary Unice was probably safer now..now that the killer wasn't in the asylum with them. The man walked idly down the hallway with his hands linked behind his back. The psychiatrist. Thredson, was heading down the hall. "Ahhh Mr Thredson! Just the man I was hoping to see" He said with a warm smile and overly friendly tone.
I owe starters for:
Nora,
Megan,
Thredson (Well once I talk to you about plots)
Callie (Yes rping with her because She needs an Arden.)
I'd Like to Para with :
Kit Walker (Perhaps do an AU and make our own story from here to tide over the break)
Grace
Shelly perhaps? (fill in the blanks of what happened with the two when she was all mutanty and shit)
Monsignor (Work on developing the relationship and twisted stuff going on.)
{trying to reply to our RP and crying so hard I can't see what I'm typing}
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Rebirth
Lana pushed her way through the barricades that prevented anyone who may have taken a wrong turn from seeing the man hidden behind the mattresses. Her stomach turned with revulsion as her eyes took notice of his form on the floor. He was hog-tied, his always-meticulous suit now wrinkled and stained from days of laying on the floor.
She clutched the hot soup she had brought with her from the kitchen in her hand. Her fingers tightened around the handle and for a moment she considered pouring the hot liquid on him. But he would scream, and that would alert the nurses. She ducked under the foldaway beds and scooted towards him in a crouch. She sat the cup down on the floor next to him and watched him for a moment before speaking.
"Don't say a word, Doctor." She sneered the word at him before reaching for his gag and pulling it from his lips. She forced the cup to his mouth. "My, how the tables have turned."
She was trying to fight the rage and hatred inside of her. She knew that her time for vengeance would come, but she wanted to make him suffer for as long as possible.
"You can't even imagine the day I've had," she whispered harshly to him, "But your day is about to get a lot worse."
I neeeeed sleep. After pulling that all nighter and then driving four hours home in the rain and then pouring emotion over AHS....I'm completely drained. So from now till I pass out I'll be lurking. Currently battling Megan's sass and annoyance. Sister satan. She sees you there. And she's holding back so muchhhhh sass.
Doing as she was told was never something Amy had been good at, and she thought she had every right to fight back when she was being threatened. But apparently all that meant was being sedated and strapped to a bed.
Groaning as she came to, Amy instinctively wanted to reach down and wipe a hand over her face and push the hair away from her eyes. Which didn't happen when she realised she couldn't move her hand. Panicking, Amy tried to move into an upright position before realising she was actually tied down to the bed. "You've got to be kidding me."