#itstoll

          ❛ MY BRAIN is flamin’  -  I don’t know which way to go . ❜

“which got out of hand, made the trip to earth last too long, and pissed off riff raff” IM LAUGHING

WOW YOU MUSTVE SLAYED IT SWID OMG!!!

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           let me just tell all of u that @itstoll​ is such a pure & wonderful soul ! like fhgshg that is RIFF RAFF right there that is RIFF RAFF !! and not 2 mention they r funnie as heck ?? we once had a conversation about frank & co. going on a camping/kayaking trip n needless 2 say that was a wonderful experience that i will remember for a vry long time. frank’s kayak tips over & riff n genta leave him to drown in three foot water. the best. U SHOULD DEF be following this Quality ™ riff, this Excellent Creature ™ that i 100% luv n look up to !! 

        So long. They’d been waiting so goddamn long for this. Every day on this wretched planet, every sleepless night, every abuse and insult born with silent, calculating patience- they’d waited so goddamn long. Everything was in readiness. Was it really only hours ago that he’d fed the master that idiotic line- no, stop. He didn’t have to think of Frank as the master any longer- it had only been hours ago that he'd fed that fucker that idiotic line. Everything is in readiness, master. Of course Frank hadn’t seen any other meaning in that sentence; of course Frank was blind to everything but his own stolen success, tied up as always in his own ego and lust. All the better for Riff and Magenta to carry out their plan. Year by year, piece by piece, they had schemed and waited and prepared and all of it came down to this-

        Inside the theater, Frank and his playthings were going about whatever debauchery struck his fickle fancy; outside the doors, Riff waited, his heart in his throat, his gun in his hand, his sister at his side. The excitement was almost overwhelming; he drew in a few deep, slow breaths in a vain attempt to chase away the light-headedness of anticipation. Despite the deadly thrill that was racing through him, however, his thin hands were steady on the antimatter ray- he was proud of that. Proud of the ray itself, too, when it came to that- of course Frank wouldn’t allow his servants access to such weapons, but he’d underestimated Riff. He always did. The lab had contained everything Riff had needed to make weapons capable of emitting a beam of pure antimatter; Frank had been too tied up in the other project to even notice. Everything had gone according to plan.

        Everything had led them to right here.

        A smile tangled his crooked lips; cruel light danced in his stony eyes as he looked at Magenta, standing beside her, standing tall for once, unbent and unbowed by any affectation of servility. They’d been waiting so goddamn long, and here they finally were-