you could hear the creaking, bloodthirsty voice, calling out to you by name. you could hear his yellow smile, tongue licking his lips at the thought of finally getting to the main course.
your friends? simple appetizers. not as filling but the slasher ached for more and he was ready to enjoy his meal.
oh, how naive he is.
a dark grin slides across your face, eyes red with hunger and teeth gnashing with delight. did he not know? did he not know what a real monster is, how a real monster would hunt?
poor, poor man.
oh, what a shame it will be to tear his throat out, cut open his gut, and feast on his intestines, becoming drunk on his blood and the flesh of his lungs.
oh, what a shame it will be.
you slowly open the closet door, your stomach growling in impatience.
it was time for the hunt to begin.
It started as a spur of the moment trip with your friends. Despite your best efforts you are the only one left alive and the slasher is closing in on your position. While you lament the loss of your friends now that you are alone… Now you can show the slasher what a REAL monster looks like.
I'm automatically required by law to use all of these
hey babe come look at this (affectionate)
@dead-deadashell this reminded me of you
you're fucking weird dude
it really hurts to read all of the fanfiction involving the bleeding effect and Desmond slowly not being able to discern reality from illusion. and then I remember "oh wait. that basically happened in the games"
Slowly but surely progressing through Valhalla and I got tears listening to Desmond talk about his experiences going through the bleeding effect with Shaun and Rebecca, how he saw ghosts of Ezio and Altair walking around and even hearing Connor’s voice. . . *sobs*
It made me realize how much I miss Desmond’s character and how much he made an impact on my interest in the franchise.
Alaska invaded Europe and won
Snow all year round, motherfuckers
Wtf I just found this on the presidents computer???
the blood of my enemies that stain most of my outfits and the night without stars that have thankfully settled on my boots
Describe your favorite color without using the word color, rainbow, or the name of any other color.
ah, yes, the only posts i see on my dash are gay, gay, gayer, and cats
occasional posts from users
egg: uncooked
steak: rare
milk: 1%
alcohol: straight up liquor
warm drink: black coffee
wait how do you do the rainbow text
a gay bitch needs to know, I've only been here for a few months
@whatisgrass JUST TOOK MY GAY CARD
EVIL ARC PEAK: ENGAGE!
she/they, disaster bisexual and awkward enby at your service
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