Don't forget your gas mask

captain robert cross of radical entertainment’s prototype. heavily crossover friendly. art credit.

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Make them choose who to Kiss (or F*ck) Marry, and who they’d kill. 

Yuki looked at the fresh meat, some young kid. not looking very special literally smiling and waving through the hole at the Aleph. “The weakest seals are always the door. Instant death for normal humans.”

God, he read Melty's files (though clearly not all of them since he thought the door was safe) he should have known better!

“These ain’t pleasant little animals who you can befriend like a kitten or puppy. 90% of these Abnormalities want you dead or don’t care about you in the slightest. So you need to take that curiosity and kill it.”

The beast seems agitated due to the alarms going off, even as to go far as climbing on the goo covered walls when Melty shifted even just a little. But a lot less then they were if they were on the outside of this place.  So from the looks of it, they seem pretty new to the facility and whoever was working with them had done a not so good job. “I want to-…” The beast paused to licks it’s maw, a small sign of stress on their part and a bit of some staff they’ve might have eaten. “I need to leave this place, please… Do you know where’s the fastest route?” heavens know this salamander doesn’t do well in a testing facility like this.

Melting love tried to approach the beast, still curious. The slime was at least peripherally aware that they considered her one of the highest threats, an Aleph. So she was curious. How many of the humans were going to pour out to attack this salamander.

(Unrelated side note: I’ve been thinking about leaving Tumblr again due to a lack of attention. I don’t know if anyone here cares for what I post, I barely get any notes here, so I’m just wondering if coming back here was a mistake)

Here is my cursed contribution of the day

TIPHERETH IS DEAD

Using this generator.

  “…I wonder what it’s like to know what the fuck is going on.”