#streetsworn

( HM!!!! IM SAD!)

txt memes // always acceptingsend “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text && send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

[TO]: roman 😝[FROM]: neo

[TXT]: where are you?[TXT]: did you kick red’s ass?[TXT]: ???[TXT]: ….hello?[TXT]: answer me, dumbass[TXT]: seriously, this is not funny[TXT]: where are you? answer me…[TXT]: i just want to know if you’re okay…[TXT]: please, please be okay. i don’t know what i’d do if you weren’t[TXT]: please…

         after days with no response, the situation was looking grimm – grimmer than what has overrun beacon. helpless, lost as she searched days on end with no hope in sight, neo clutches her scroll with her trembling hands. gaze entirely focused on it, hoping, waiting for the ‘delivered’ notification to appear, a witty retort – anything. but nothing came. nothing ever did. and finally, her finger slipping, she accidentally sends what may have been her FINAL message to him.

Ask me Munday things - accepting

   How unfortunate--the Human had survived. It seemed the rumors of the crime boss’ demise had been just that; woven from tall-tales and speculations of what had transpired on the night of Beacon’s downfall. Dojan could curse whatever gods allowed for one of such ilk to still walk the face of Remnant, but, seeing as his own found ‘home’ was debunked, perhaps the man of street-talk could be useful.

   Though, even for the adder was it dangerous to wander with the symbol of fang obscuring scarred features. Word of their own corruption had reached the streets and brought Faunus of poor will together to now fight against their cause--casting aside those who adorned the face of Grimm as traitors. Though irritating, Dojan found one positive in treading with caution; that his true visage was still unknown to his name. 

   Fingers clasp to mask of ivory, piece removed and tucked to belt-line, coloration of crimson and white shrouded by the hemming of a grey vest. Serpent breathes out, gnarled features now exposed; and teeth not meant to be seen are clenched together when approaching the man of persuasion. 

   “Torchwick.

Hey, we understand how busy life can be. Burnout is rough and it’s best to not force yourself to write when you have other things going on. N and Damian will be missed and we hope to see them back another time when you are feeling more motivated. Thank you so much for being a part of the Park!

Oh, it’s just like a delinquent like you to be so late!  You better have a good excuse, pal, or you’re in big trouble!  Ah... I’ll let it slide this time, since I haven’t actually seen you do anything bad... yet!  I know your type!  I know Anzu, so I know you!  Don’t cause trouble, okay?!  Now, do the right thing and follow everyone on the Masterlist!