#thebasketcasebabe

@thebasketcasebabe

At first, nothing.

Just silence, just ordinary reality. Just another bogus ritual, just another fake invocation. Then, reality had a seizure.

The air grows cold, alive with static. An unnatural wind blows open the door and brings chaos. The ground trembles, as the lights grow brighter than bright. Then, the power surges and the bulbs shatter. In that darkness, there was a light from the closet. It glowed red, smelling of brimstone and sulfur.

The closet door opens and there stands a stranger. The eyes glowed yellow, while the outline of horns can be seen. He steps forward, out from the closet and the darkness.

He’s dressed as a bum. His green army jacket is stained with oil stains and whatever he had for lunch. His jeans were three or four generations out of style. He was vintage, he was another decade.

Then, Roth spoke.

“What an entrance, huh?”

He giggled, then frowned as he stepped closer. His eyes looked upon the other with security.

he had been really focused on his sketchpad, his walkman headphones blaring in his ears. ( he didn't even notice allison coming up behind him. ) normally, he would be very aware of his surroundings but right now? he was a bit lost in his drawing and the song that was blaring in his ears. ( he may as well have been in an alternate universe. ) where he's a knight, fighting creatures and saving princesses---...

he does hear her feet slamming onto the worn ground of the park grounds, but before he could fully turn around to see who was running up on him? well, he's already got a feral brunette jumping onto his back. ( he can't help but let out the most unmanly scream as she bites into his neck. ) did you really think he would keep balance? that's hilarious. he ends up falling forward, landing on his knees and his palms stopping his face from completely slamming into the ground.

she never knew how to take allison. if anything, she kind of scared her. she always just looked---...so miserable! the way she just always glared at her whenever she walked by. though, she's sure it's because of the way she looks. all in pink whenever allison seemed to gravitate towards darker, baggier clothing. though, she finally takes a deep breath as she sits down next to allison, exhaling.

Allison simply nodded like she understood. She didn’t exactly, she’d never actually suffered an animal attack like he had, but dealing with long stretches of pain and healing… Well, there was a reason her folks sent her to the shrink. Picking up her basket, she rested it on the front of her hips and stood next to him awkwardly, almost like she was waiting for him to lead the way.

Allison/ @thebasketcasebabe said: 🚗for our muses to get stuck on the side of the road together when the car breaks down

A boot came into contact with the rusty Chevy's wheel, should have known better than to "Borrow" his dad's tow truck for this, knew that this break down in itself was going to cause hell back home, he gave an irritated gruff before re-orientating himself toward the front of the vehicle, popping the hood and peering inside post a blast to the face with steam, looked as though the radiator had busted. "Don't think we're gonna be making it to that gig now, sweets, but...I'll see what I can do...other than letting the piece of junk cool down." A single digit came up to rub at the tip of his nose, couldn't exactly walk to the nearest phone and call recovery, especially as he was driving without a licence.

Fuck knew what had caused it, a dizzy head, maybe it was the joint and a whitey was on the way, usually happened when he hadn’t eaten anything all day, or maybe he had just smoked his cigarette too fast and caused a spinny head... Walking down the school corridor then suddenly she was there, looking up at her, it took a second to get his groundings but not one to be out of it too long, he smirked and laughed.

“Didn’t know trust fall was the curriculum today.”