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Technically true.
He got the job.
He takes his job seriously.
Prof Rad over on youtube dubbed the Wolf Hunter comic (click here)!Â
Go check it out and give them some support! :) (also the end killed me haha) âá˘â˘ďťâ˘á˘â
The farmer sheared the sheep, and it was used to make a gift for Wolf Hunter, soâŚ
Wolf Hunter goes to the village markets.
Wolf Hunter and his conga line of sheep.
Wolf Hunter was looking for them for a while.
"Have you ever tried to skate through blood? Lemme tell ya, it's best to wear knee and elbow pads...okay?" She placed the shot glass neatly back on the bar.
"Now why I was skating through blood? Mind ya business, just know I busted my ass okay?"
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â iâll find you again , wherever we end up next . â
â the enormity of my desire disgusts me . â
â please , one more kiss in the kitchen before we turn the lights off . â
â iâve been lost but iâm here now . youâre the only person who has ever been able to find me . â
â almost dead yesterday , maybe dead tomorrow , but alive , gloriously alive , today . â
â you are not broken . â
â you can love and be loved , despite what may feel like the eternally brutal nature of the world . â
â i did violence to my own heart . â
â  will i be forgiven for the sins i did not commit , but created ? â
â i would never kiss anyone who doesnât burn me like the sun . â
â i would rather break the world than lose you . â
â i think you and i have known each other in a few lifetimes . â
â i didnât know . i had no idea how greedy my heart really was . â
â is that why the idea of losing you torments me so much ? â
â  how long have i been without you ? â
â am i foolish for wanting this ? it will end in flames . it always does . â
â  sorry about the blood in your mouth . i wish it was mine . â
â if i love you , is that a fact or a weapon ? â
â tell me how all this , and love too , will ruin us . â
â and you realize the one person in the world who loves you isnât the one you thought it would be . â
â it cannot be a mistake to have cared . it cannot be an error to have tried . it cannot be incorrect to have loved . â
â finally , i plead guilty of adoring you . â
â a child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort . â
â without realizing , i find it in myself that i cannot stop thinking about you . â
â tomorrow , when i wake up , i promise , i will be better . â
â someone has to leave first . this is a very old story . there is no other version of this story . â
â when i imagine myself , i am always leaving . i couldnât draw my own face if god asked . â
â do we simply stare at whatâs horrible and forgive it ? â
â i wanted to let go of the pain even though it was the last thing that felt alive from you . â
â have i endured loneliness with grace ? â
â iâll be your slaughterhouse , your killing floor , your morgue and final resting , walking around with this bullet inside me âcause i couldnât make you love me and i am tired of pulling your teeth . â
â and  then  my  soul  saw  you  and  kind  of  went ,  â oh ,  there  you  are .  iâve  been  looking  for  you . â â
â  sometimes  it  feels  like  someone  else  is  wearing  my  body . â
â i  spent  my  life  arguing  how  i  mattered  until  it  didnât  matter . âÂ
â who  knew  my  haven  would  be  my  coffin ? â
â dead  is  the  safest  iâve  ever  been . â
â iâve  never  been  so  alive . âÂ
â you  know  what  i  was  gonna  tell  you  before ,  but  didnât  have  the  nerve ?  you  got  your  name  written  all  over  me .  i  got  my  name  written  on  you ,  too . âÂ
â you  already  are  something .  you  always  were .  and  you  still  have  time  to  be . â
â you  know  me  by  heart .  it  infuriates  me  that  you  know  me  by  heart . âÂ
â why  am  i  waiting  for  you ?  hungering  and  thirsting  for  you  in  every  cranny  of  my  soul  and  even  in  my  ribs ? âÂ
â you  came  with  a  handful  of  pain  and  a  smile  which  broke  the  ground  under  my  feet  as  the  earthquake  does  when  two  people  meet . â
â the  only  good  thing  is  that  iâm  getting  used  to  suffering . â
â the  return  to  time  was  not  my  choice . â
â we  are  built  to  live  inside  each  other .  this  means  we  are  built  to  ruin . â
â time  does  not  bring  relief ;  you  all  have  lied . â
â time  does  not  know  how  to  keep  our  hopes  safe . â
â you  needed  me  so  much  that  you  had  to  end  me . â
â there  are  days  where  i  am  morbidly  in  love  with  you ,  and  this  is  one  of  those  days . â
â i  know  no  end  to  desiring  you . â
â i  fear  that  i  am  both  too  much  yet  not  enough . â
â yes ,  yes ,  yes ,  i  do  like  you .  i  am  afraid  to  say  the  stronger  word . âÂ
â a  heartâs  a  heavy  burden . â
â life ,  as  i  see  it ,  is  all  about  farewells  rather  than  reunions . â
â heaven  is  real  and  you  only  had  two  minutes  to  prove  it  to  me . â
â it  was  already  love . â
â everyone  desires  love  but  also  finds  it  impossible  to  believe  that  they  deserve  it . â
â iâll  love  you  until  i  forget  how  to . â
â iâll  love  you  until  i  forget  how  to  and  then  iâll  fall  like  my  knees  arenât  already  bruised  from  doing  it  and  iâll  remember  why  youâre  worth  the  ache . â
â of  course  iâll  hurt  you .  of  course  youâll  hurt  me .  of  course  weâll  hurt  each  other .  but  this  is  the  very  condition  of  existence . â
â nothing  makes  me  sadder  and  nothing  makes  me  happier  than  you . â
â i  love  you  and  i  do  not  want  to  love  you ,  it  is  too  much  and  too  difficult . â
â grief  is  just  love  with  no  place  to  go . â
â i  felt  my  life  with  both  my  hands  to  see  if  it  was  there . â
â you  do  this ,  you  do .  you  take  the  things  you  love  and  you  tear  them  apart . â
â i hope itâs love . iâm trying really hard to make it love . â
â if you touch me again i might burn up in the cold air . â
â i asked you not to leave several times . â
â iâve only adored you lifetimes ago and here we are . itâs nice to see you again . â
â all time ever does is pass and all i ever do is remember . â
â i feel as though we were never strangers , you and i , not even for a moment . â
â iâd choose you ; in a hundred different lifetimes , in a hundred worlds , in any version of reality , iâd find you and iâd choose you . â
â nothing about this is soft but we pretend . â
â  maybe you and i are just a dream . â
â i know you loved me too , you knew me , and it gladdens my heart . â
â i promise i shall never give up and that iâll die yelling and laughing . â
â i donât do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision . â
â  the world was made so that we could find each other in it . â
â you donât meet the people you love , you recognize them . â
â i think you and i have known each other a few lifetimes . â
â this body knows fear like a front porch knows welcome â it is always coming home . â
â i miss you more than i remember you . â
â if i could have done it all again , i would have loved you better . but i could not have loved you more . â
â we could have been happy . i know that , and it is perhaps the hardest thing to know . â
â you want a better story . who wouldnât ? â

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"See the thing about staying out of my business, and keeping my name out of your mouth, is that you can do that shit for free."- Emerald Freeman
i should mention that my roommate was on a video call with nasa while i was making this in the background
i see ass nasa is making the rounds again so might be a good time to add on that last semester, one of my precalc classmates pulled this post up on their phone to show me and i had to sit there and pretend that i wasnt the idiot who made it. cheers
Memories around the Disco
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Not all the memories were bad, it was something Emerald often told herself when the thoughts started to become too much.
When she remembers the panic, she tries to counter it with happy memories shadowing around the older kids at the camp.
When she remembers the last time she say her parents, she has to counter it with the family she found afterward; the big sister who had scolded her when she jumped before looking, Arya.
Flipping the light switch on, watching her roller rink light up. "I wonder what she'd think now that I'm not jumping into fights..." she spotted a blood stain on the counter, and quickly wiped away. "Well, I'm not always starting fights, definitely finishing though."
It was a new tactic today. Instead of sitting on a roof alone to pity herself, Arya was going out. Just getting down on the street and wandering - wherever the Steppes would take her. She had stopped by a a few little stores before, found some of the people who sold art on the market and even some she knew from the Pits! All in all, very good night.
Her final spot, she decided, had almost circled back home. A skating rink. She'd never done that before but... Why not try it now? She really had nothing to lose. Not even her dignity. She pushed through the door and had a long look around. Oh, very pretty. The neon decoration inside put a slight smile on her face, even as she stepped up to the counter.
"Hey! Good morning! How is not t--" Pause. "Emerald?"
Either she was psychic or is very, very convenient that the one person she was just thinking about walked into her skating rink. Whatever the reason, she was happy
"Arya!!" She tossed the towel over her shoulder as she ran over. "You're alive! What are you doing here? How have you been?"

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Emerald: "If I tell you, I'd have to kill you."
Emerald: *takes off the safety off her gun*
Emerald: "How bad you want to know?"
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Emerald: "Listen, I'm no murderer, but if I was, I think being in good relationship with the funeral home owner with a crematorium would be a good idea."
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Emerald: *reapplying her lipgloss* No, I definitely don't know anything barrel of contraband in the boat docks on the 17th pier, owned by retired sailor.... definitely have no clue
Memories around the Disco
Closed starter for @dusty-wings
Not all the memories were bad, it was something Emerald often told herself when the thoughts started to become too much.
When she remembers the panic, she tries to counter it with happy memories shadowing around the older kids at the camp.
When she remembers the last time she say her parents, she has to counter it with the family she found afterward; the big sister who had scolded her when she jumped before looking, Arya.
Flipping the light switch on, watching her roller rink light up. "I wonder what she'd think now that I'm not jumping into fights..." she spotted a blood stain on the counter, and quickly wiped away. "Well, I'm not always starting fights, definitely finishing though."
Blog is dead so more info on the fly for Emerald
Tattoo on her butt is a Emerald with a sunflower in it!
She afraid of thunder storms. ( might be part a sad back story later)
Find out her power of fire manipulation when was fussing and fire appeared on her hands.
Keeps a knife in her boot, for emergencies.
If you call her by a cute pet name, she's expecting you to continue to call her that ALL THE TIME.
open: anyone location: block party
Wes wouldnât say he was security though it did seem like others thought he was. If there was a fight breaking out Wes was the one they called to break it up. if something went wrong they called him. Not that he minded, he wasnât that big of a fan of the block party. Not when it reminded him of how many lives heâs taken and how many were lost because of the war.
The block party was a celebration of the war ending, and they should celebrate. But he couldnât. not when so many others couldnât. If he wasnât helping others right now he probably have found himself at the bottom of a few bottles far from the festivities. âHey, I was told you needed my help.â This was good, the distractions they were good.
Wes smiled at Emerald before nodded. âOf course, Iâll come to you if I get hurt. Just remember to take a break yourself. The venders and business owners deserve some fun too.â
Taking one last shot, she nodded. "Trust me after tonight's fiasco, I'm taking a extended break."
Pulling at her first aid kit, Emerald tucked her towel in her back pocket, "Listen up hooligans, if you got punched in face really really hard come see me! After that, y'all gotta leave; you don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!"
Memes that give Emerald Energy

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â¨ď¸Welcome to Jazzy Skatesâ¨ď¸
"They must be either very stupid or dangerously optimistic if they think a block party and alcohol are going to mend the wounds of the war," thought Emerald as she passively watched the party goes out on the makeshift dance floor.
"Then again"; she peeked two patrons getting a little more cozy then usual, "they could be on to something..." she was going to store that litte moment for another time, right now money needs to be made and liquor needs to be poured.
And with the chime of the door opening signaling her next profit, Emerald pushed away the cynic in her and put her sweetest smile.
"Welcome to Jazzy Skates, hun. Due tonight's festivities, I'm not renting out skates, but I do have an open bar, a fantastic DJ, and an amazing food truck! Does that sound like some trouble your willing to get in to?"
âWhen alcohol is involved, all common courtesy is out the window.â She said, it was annoying. Donât get her wrong she loved working at Nocturne, she loved most of her regulars. But the ones she didnât care for were normally the ones who had no self-awareness.
âOh, Iâll go outside then. Care to join me? Drinks are always better with company. And something tells me you could use a break.â
Taking a quick glance at the crowd enjoying themselves, Emerald accepted the offer. "Hey, hun, watch the bar for me, I'm going on break."
After waving the new employee over, Emerald smiled at Mariposa.
"Follow me!"
open: anyone location: block party
Wes wouldnât say he was security though it did seem like others thought he was. If there was a fight breaking out Wes was the one they called to break it up. if something went wrong they called him. Not that he minded, he wasnât that big of a fan of the block party. Not when it reminded him of how many lives heâs taken and how many were lost because of the war.
The block party was a celebration of the war ending, and they should celebrate. But he couldnât. not when so many others couldnât. If he wasnât helping others right now he probably have found himself at the bottom of a few bottles far from the festivities. âHey, I was told you needed my help.â This was good, the distractions they were good.
Emerald look over her shoulder to see who was approaching before, wiping her hands clean. âYeah I got two idiots thinking a fight in my place was a good idea, it turned into one fight into many.â
âI was able to breakup and kick out a few, butâ she vaguely gestured at the stranger. âI think you can get the job done faster than me.â
Wes sighed before nodding. âAlright, just leave the rest to me.â He said, he knew to be prepared for anything but multiple fights at the Roller rink wasnât one of the things he expected. But again he reminded himself, any distractions were good distractions.
âWhile Iâm here do you need anything else?â he asked.
"Hey, I know it's a lot, but moonshine was the meting drink of choice so hopefully nothing more than few tough taps should put them down."
She looked down at the two men at her feet, and nodding her head. "Listen I'm going to need another first aid kit, I'm going to try to make sure people don't leave here too bruised." Looking back she smiled. "That includes you, too, if you get too hurt let me know, yeah?"