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Entry tags:
- !event,
- arcane: jinx,
- bioshock: jack,
- changeling the lost: erin peters,
- changeling the lost: oswald wuthridge,
- far cry 5: deputy pratt,
- farscape: john crichton,
- fe3h: dimitri alexandre blaiddyd,
- geist the sin-eaters: darcy lejeune,
- generator rex: six,
- genshin impact: venti,
- groundhog day musical: phil connors,
- heaven officials blessing: shi qingxuan,
- infinity train: ryan akagi,
- lavender jack: honoria crabb,
- lavender jack: johnny summer,
- murderbot diaries: murderbot,
- original: april caouette,
- original: jeff calhoun,
- original: ylva wolfsdottir,
- our flag means death: stede bonnet,
- overwatch: bastion e54,
- overwatch: maximilien,
- rwby: ruby rose,
- scion: bash st. expedit,
- sherlock holmes: john watson,
- sleepless domain: undine wells,
- stranger things: chrissy cunningham,
- stranger things: eddie munson,
- stranger things: steve harrington,
- tales of the abyss: jade curtiss,
- tales of the abyss: tear grants,
- tales of vesperia: rita mordio,
- the 100: clarke griffin,
- the prisoner: number 6,
- the umbrella academy: klaus hargreeves,
- westworld: maeve millay
monday's child is fair of face (2/2)
CW: death, probably gore, possibly more TBA
[and that’s what you missed on glee.
and so, there “Friday” is, standing on the roof of the bar. the attention of the party has surely turned to her by this point, but she doesn’t care about that. she just needs one person to still be a little too distracted to stop what was coming next.
Monday snaps her fingers, and Jenny disappears from wherever she was standing before, reappearing directly in front of Monday, who embraces her from behind, an arm wrapped firmly around her middle. those with enhanced senses might catch what she whispers, seconds before she snaps Jenny’s neck so hard it hangs at a 90 degree angle as Monday kicks her, her corpse toppling forward onto the deck below.]
Surprise, bitch.
[well, there. unfinished business settled. onto more pertinent matters.]
Let’s get a little more comfortable first, hm? Can’t waste too much of her magic, but audiences love a quick change.
[she snaps her fingers, and Monday finds herself in an outfit that is far more to her taste. now. time for her grand performance.]
Greetings, foolish mortals! You may or may not have noticed that things have been a little bit different this month. While the Captain is off having a good old bitch cry about whatever it is he’s so upset about, poor little Friday was running herself ragged keeping this shitheap floating! She was so distracted, in fact, that she happened to have a little accident, while fixing something in the elevator shaft! [a laugh] I guess even clay bitches can break their necks! And there I was, sitting in Fucking Nowhere, doing Fucking Nothing, feeling Fucking. Nothing! And I saw her empty shell. And I was, like, hey, free real estate!
Whatever tear in the veil that your whiny little Captain just didn’t feel like fixing? I ripped that fucker right open. And you’ve all met a few of the sorry little fuckers that fell out already, hm? [another snap] Not all of them, but, hey, that’s what now is for, right? Because, see, we all kinda got together a little bit, and we were like… You know, just borrowing some shitty bodies to have some fun for a few weeks? What a waste! And we still have a lot of bitches we need to spring from jail!
And that! Is where you assholes come in! And, trust me, you are all assholes. Have you even seen some of the psychotic shit you people have said and done to us? Like, yeah, Mary is legitimately insane, but she’s still a kid! Even I’m not gonna call a fucking nine year old a bitch!
You can try to run, but I fucking hate running in heels, so I made that a little bit… difficult. So. Why don’t you nice people just lay down and let us kill you. I’ll be gentle. Promise.
[perhaps people have tried to flee already. they likely have. and they’ve found that the entire party area has been blocked off by the same sort of barrier that surrounds the realm, an invisible orb holding them captive.]
Now. Let’s get the actual party started!
[and that’s what you missed on glee.
and so, there “Friday” is, standing on the roof of the bar. the attention of the party has surely turned to her by this point, but she doesn’t care about that. she just needs one person to still be a little too distracted to stop what was coming next.
Monday snaps her fingers, and Jenny disappears from wherever she was standing before, reappearing directly in front of Monday, who embraces her from behind, an arm wrapped firmly around her middle. those with enhanced senses might catch what she whispers, seconds before she snaps Jenny’s neck so hard it hangs at a 90 degree angle as Monday kicks her, her corpse toppling forward onto the deck below.]
Surprise, bitch.
[well, there. unfinished business settled. onto more pertinent matters.]
Let’s get a little more comfortable first, hm? Can’t waste too much of her magic, but audiences love a quick change.
[she snaps her fingers, and Monday finds herself in an outfit that is far more to her taste. now. time for her grand performance.]
Greetings, foolish mortals! You may or may not have noticed that things have been a little bit different this month. While the Captain is off having a good old bitch cry about whatever it is he’s so upset about, poor little Friday was running herself ragged keeping this shitheap floating! She was so distracted, in fact, that she happened to have a little accident, while fixing something in the elevator shaft! [a laugh] I guess even clay bitches can break their necks! And there I was, sitting in Fucking Nowhere, doing Fucking Nothing, feeling Fucking. Nothing! And I saw her empty shell. And I was, like, hey, free real estate!
Whatever tear in the veil that your whiny little Captain just didn’t feel like fixing? I ripped that fucker right open. And you’ve all met a few of the sorry little fuckers that fell out already, hm? [another snap] Not all of them, but, hey, that’s what now is for, right? Because, see, we all kinda got together a little bit, and we were like… You know, just borrowing some shitty bodies to have some fun for a few weeks? What a waste! And we still have a lot of bitches we need to spring from jail!
And that! Is where you assholes come in! And, trust me, you are all assholes. Have you even seen some of the psychotic shit you people have said and done to us? Like, yeah, Mary is legitimately insane, but she’s still a kid! Even I’m not gonna call a fucking nine year old a bitch!
You can try to run, but I fucking hate running in heels, so I made that a little bit… difficult. So. Why don’t you nice people just lay down and let us kill you. I’ll be gentle. Promise.
[perhaps people have tried to flee already. they likely have. and they’ve found that the entire party area has been blocked off by the same sort of barrier that surrounds the realm, an invisible orb holding them captive.]
Now. Let’s get the actual party started!
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"I don't know," he says, wincing as he drags the rapier from his shoulder. He doesn't bother wiping his blood from it before he holds it out to her. "It's been chaos. Catra's here. I think I saw Yakko."
Of course that little shit would get here before anyone else, but at least he's been doing work by the looks of it.
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"Did you know?" Her voice is low and shaky, and then abruptly thick with rage. "Hargrove, tell me you didn't know who this is, and you had better make me believe it."
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He gestures for her to take the rapier. "We don't have time for this."
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But he's right; they don't have time for this.
"Agreed. If you see Vorpatril or Xanatos, tell them to find me. We'll talk when this is over."
It's not quite stay out of my sight, but ... the implication may be there.