THROW IT ALL AWAY. (ap)

❝ 𝘞𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐. ❞ ◢

❝ 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦. ❞ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥’𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮. ◢

Bloodied knuckles | Tear stained cheeks | Rust | A busted lip | Claws | Fangs | A bloody nose | Chattering teeth | A dark space underneath the bed | Scratching noises on a wall | Creaking metal | Fog | Dancing under moonlight | Blood dripping lips | Heavy breathing in the dark | A feeling of unexplained dread | A figure in a dark corner |  Dirty peeling wallpaper | A bloody handprint on the wall | Sobbing in the dark | Bite marks on the skin | Eerie whispers | A hood covering a stranger’s eyes | The growl of a hidden animal | The sound of a blade being sharpened | A deep, dark forest | Walking on the streets alone at night | A cobweb-filled, abandoned building | Eyes darting in paranoia | A heavy beating pulse | The feeling of being trapped | Struggling to get out a scream | Boards covering broken windows | A quiet graveyard | A gas station in the middle of nowhere | A road that never ends | Heavy fog rolling in | The scent of blood in the air | Eerie old photographs | Walking along traintracks at night | A chill going up the spine | Gathering crows | A dusty, dimly lit study | Mist over a deserted cobblestone street | Ghost towns | Shadows around a campfire | The sound of chanting | Church bells tolling | An orange harvest moon | A broken down carnival | A dirty stuffed animal abandoned | Wiping bloody hands on fabric | Nightmares | Waking up in a panic | A power outage | Heavy lightning storms | A secret trap door | The feeling of being watched | Fear from trauma | A Ouija board set out on a table | An eerie doll | A scream of anguish and pain | Withered plants | A room that’s been forgotten and gathered dust  | Owl eyes in the dark | Curled, dead tree branches | A ritual altar | Flickering candles | A lantern held up in the dark | Fear of being followed | Creaking floorboards | Repressed, horrible memories | Clenched teeth | Soft, echoing piano keys | An old book covered in dust | Many pairs of glaring eyes | Stumbling in pitch black darkness | Being stranded in the middle of nowhere | Tarot cards on a table | A trail of blood

Coming off in such a cold, harsh tone, Shadow did enjoy fighting alongside his brother in truth. Having a partner usually slowed him down from doing things his own way, so he intended to get the job over and done with.

HMM… the big favorites are the Hard-boiled Heavies and Orbot + Cubot. But as a kid, Scratch was one and to this day I can’t pinpoint why?

Oh without a doubt SA1 + 2. I have so many memories with those two games as a kid, especially 2 which introduced me to Shadow and ever since then he’s been very important to me.