// Alright. I’m tired. Goodnight. :) I’ll reply to roleplays after I wake up.
// Andddd I just made myself incredibly sad.
It’s John Lennon’s death anniversary.
*sits in the corner of the room and sobs*
|Dec 7th 2013||16 notes|
Alice really hated when things didn’t go as planned. He was supposed to catch the newborn, and Alice was supposed to circle back and take his head off. However, Alice slid on the leaves too long, and when she started to run towards them she realized that it was headed towards her… fast. “Shit.” She whispered as she jumped up into a tree to avoid the thing coming at her. However, being a newborn it sniffed her right out and jumped up grabbing her arm and throwing her on the ground. He reached for her neck when she was on the ground, and she bit his hand, “Not today you bastard.”
Alistair ran after the newborn then watched as it tried to attack Alice, she managed to jump into the tree. The newborn followed and grabbed a hold of her arm and pulled her towards the ground. The newborn then tried to get at her neck but she bit it’s hand instead. Alistair rushed over then punched the newborn in the chest causing them to catch a bit of air before landing on their back on the grass. He looked back towards Alice. “They’re a bit of a trouble-maker aren’t they?”
// Someone should bug my muse…
M!a’s, Questions, random thoughts, anything. Just bug him.