#nuudoru

          she’d assumed meeting the noodle she’d been made to replace would be more of an violently emotional experience. but the only thing cyborg can think to say upon coming face to face with her is, “fuck ! you’re taller than me ??”

  The experiment paused before the child, discolored knuckles rolling as irregular hands twitched. Rising from her hunched position, spinal chord cracking and shifting as the PARASITE embedded inside her hung heavy against it. She had no business with this strange and she didn’t want to hurt them. She was dangerous, socializing should be avoided at all costs. ‘’...........’’ With no words coming forth all she did was stare from behind the leather mask that was stitched into the skin of her face. She didn’t know what to say.

❝  big sis ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ let me take them homeee !! ❞

“Out of my way.”

"Oh, it's you.. F'got your name again but what's good?"

             UNPHASED AS HE IS, HANDS RAKE OVER TWICE-DENTED HEAD, an INCREDULOUS and somewhat apprehensive expression on his face. staring up at their new home stirred something primal in him, a worrying feeling that isn’t FEAR -- he’s numbed to the SUPERNATURAL somewhat -- but confusion, and some parts indigestion.    ❛    oioi, UM -- noodle, AGH -- i, um, i fink there’s somefink up wif thish ‘ouse o’ ourth. somefink... ack! somefink not quite RIGHT.    ❜     

u right

@nuudoru he's part of the 'no ass squad'