I’m glad everyone loves a series that I’ve loved so much all these years!

Carl: let me ask my mom

Gabe: Kindle your mom is dead

is my boyfriend pile. @ wcrfareoverseer “Please keep your heretic

#{ crack; }#{ ooc }

A brief synopsis of my Discord RP between Myself ( @daggersandbonecharms )

“I never thought ya make me say this but mate...” Rick said with a chuckle, “Give yerself a little more credit.”

fire pours down the thick column of his throat, bulging veins and ridged trachea momentarily exposed to a candle light’s flare. the remains of amber scotch sluggishly slides to the bottom when he sets the glass down, black gloves drumming monotonously on an oaken desk now HIS. in the deep resin of his eyes, thoughts churn like the waves beyond the city. slowly they slide from a manifest he couldn’t give two shits about, to the figure that stands at his open window. broad shoulders were outlined by dunwall’s f a d e d glow, the woolen jacket his black silhouette. the stink of ROT and PESTILENCE is inescapable, and in the earlier days of the plague, it once made his gut roil too. then he figured, this is justice. every man woman and child beneath that sickness strangled city, deserved to wither in their filth.  

                                                ❛ this too will pass, brother. ❜