fourth-dimension-killer

[fourth-dimension-killer]

OOC I’m not being active on this blog, but I will respond to asks. Go see @eyesocket-disaster which is where I’ll be focusing a lot of rp

Tumblr really doesn’t like letting it link huh.

Anyways. Bye bye!!

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im sorry but um um....... since there was an orcaling infestation my friends wanted to make some and. well. i got this one last minute and i only had a 1x blog i needed to send an orcaling to 💔

yeah....... yeah... um... walks awawy a little fearfully

"... I understood none of that but thank you for the humor."

[fourth-dimension-killer]

< Thinking of making a different little parody blog gang idkkkkkk >

< Feel like it would do better then this one too frfr >

[fourth-dimension-killer]

It grumbled, standing up straight as it pulled it's sword back out from the ground nearby.

"Hmm the day of love comes soon I see... such a shame that all of these survivors will have it wasted with all the killers looking to inflict pain."

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no I do NOT want to feel your entanglement

“I don’t think that’s much of your decision, weak little thing…”

It said, obviously annoyed.

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It thought about that for a moment, finding it odd to describe it as ‘cute’.

“… I guess you could say that.”

It wondered when the survivors would come out of their little hiding places already. It has… quite a lot to do. Making him suffer, his teammates suffer… it amused it.

“You’re very odd.”

Off from behind, there was the noise of slow, heavy footsteps. Menacing to most, comforting to many. It looked ahead of itself, aimlessly attempting to find somebody. Possibly a survivor, maybe another killer… anything to make this a little more interesting.

“Hellooo, I know somebody will be here the more I look…”

@fourth-dimension-killer

-> Of rot and roses. -> A sickeningly sweet smell lingers within the air. Rotten flesh, a foul stench mixed with the floral essences of something warmer, something sweeter, delicate little purple roses. -> The witch didn't reveal themselves, watching from the shadows with their four purple eyes.

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@amethyst-acolyte

Off from behind, there was the noise of slow, heavy footsteps. Menacing to most, comforting to many. It looked ahead of itself, aimlessly attempting to find somebody. Possibly a survivor, maybe another killer… anything to make this a little more interesting.

“Hellooo, I know somebody will be here the more I look…”

@fourth-dimension-killer

-> Of rot and roses. -> A sickeningly sweet smell lingers within the air. Rotten flesh, a foul stench mixed with the floral essences of something warmer, something sweeter, delicate little purple roses. -> The witch didn't reveal themselves, watching from the shadows with their four purple eyes.

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It laughed, finding the scrawny being’s attempt to make himself look threatening amusing.

“What I want is you dead, what else, hm? That puny gun of yours will do you no good…”

It lifted its sword off the ground, gradually getting closer.

-> someone seems to be approaching nearby.

@thelastguest1337

1x huffed, letting its sword drag across the ground. It had been walking around for most of the time. Seems like it found someone… or someone found it! It was happy nonetheless.

“I can sense you… well, don’t be waiting around..!”

It said mockingly.

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The parasite makes itself known.

“I’m already here! Can’t see me? Too weak to see in a few shadows? You mortals.”

It walked towards the guest from the downcast shadows, dragging its blade against the ground.

-> someone seems to be approaching nearby.

@thelastguest1337

1x huffed, letting its sword drag across the ground. It had been walking around for most of the time. Seems like it found someone… or someone found it! It was happy nonetheless.

“I can sense you… well, don’t be waiting around..!”

It said mockingly.

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1x shifted around, its teeth visible in a forced smile.

“The only form of wanting to speak with any of them is taunting them… the conversation with them isn’t all too interesting. Much too scared to speak to, if you ask me… although, a select few are… brave, I guess.”

Off from behind, there was the noise of slow, heavy footsteps. Menacing to most, comforting to many. It looked ahead of itself, aimlessly attempting to find somebody. Possibly a survivor, maybe another killer… anything to make this a little more interesting.

“Hellooo, I know somebody will be here the more I look…”

@fourth-dimension-killer

-> Of rot and roses. -> A sickeningly sweet smell lingers within the air. Rotten flesh, a foul stench mixed with the floral essences of something warmer, something sweeter, delicate little purple roses. -> The witch didn't reveal themselves, watching from the shadows with their four purple eyes.

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It shifted, looking at Azure.

“I’ve spoken with almost everyone… I’ve spoken with survivors too, but only when they’re running for their lives or trying to get me to stay away.”

It chuckled when it thought about the sentinels shooting at it, or slashing it with that stupid sword.

Off from behind, there was the noise of slow, heavy footsteps. Menacing to most, comforting to many. It looked ahead of itself, aimlessly attempting to find somebody. Possibly a survivor, maybe another killer… anything to make this a little more interesting.

“Hellooo, I know somebody will be here the more I look…”

@fourth-dimension-killer

-> Of rot and roses. -> A sickeningly sweet smell lingers within the air. Rotten flesh, a foul stench mixed with the floral essences of something warmer, something sweeter, delicate little purple roses. -> The witch didn't reveal themselves, watching from the shadows with their four purple eyes.

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It laughed.

“Of course not… I could be nothing but a monster if I chose, but I would rather save my malice for a certain… someone.”

It felt like it could crush its own sword in its hand just thinking about him. It had done nothing but redirect its hate onto that man ever since this little ‘game’ started.

Off from behind, there was the noise of slow, heavy footsteps. Menacing to most, comforting to many. It looked ahead of itself, aimlessly attempting to find somebody. Possibly a survivor, maybe another killer… anything to make this a little more interesting.

“Hellooo, I know somebody will be here the more I look…”

@fourth-dimension-killer

-> Of rot and roses. -> A sickeningly sweet smell lingers within the air. Rotten flesh, a foul stench mixed with the floral essences of something warmer, something sweeter, delicate little purple roses. -> The witch didn't reveal themselves, watching from the shadows with their four purple eyes.

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1x slightly nodded, looking at the area around it.

“Yes… I don’t mind a long wait, though.”

It could stay bored for long enough, right? Once it becomes morning and the survivors come out to play, it would get to hunting them down.

Off from behind, there was the noise of slow, heavy footsteps. Menacing to most, comforting to many. It looked ahead of itself, aimlessly attempting to find somebody. Possibly a survivor, maybe another killer… anything to make this a little more interesting.

“Hellooo, I know somebody will be here the more I look…”

@fourth-dimension-killer

-> Of rot and roses. -> A sickeningly sweet smell lingers within the air. Rotten flesh, a foul stench mixed with the floral essences of something warmer, something sweeter, delicate little purple roses. -> The witch didn't reveal themselves, watching from the shadows with their four purple eyes.

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It chuckled, letting its hair fall back down.

“Why thank you.”

Off from behind, there was the noise of slow, heavy footsteps. Menacing to most, comforting to many. It looked ahead of itself, aimlessly attempting to find somebody. Possibly a survivor, maybe another killer… anything to make this a little more interesting.

“Hellooo, I know somebody will be here the more I look…”

@fourth-dimension-killer

-> Of rot and roses. -> A sickeningly sweet smell lingers within the air. Rotten flesh, a foul stench mixed with the floral essences of something warmer, something sweeter, delicate little purple roses. -> The witch didn't reveal themselves, watching from the shadows with their four purple eyes.

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1x played with its own hair again. It really liked doing that didn’t it?

“Ah. Well, if it makes you feel any better, the purple looks nice.”

Off from behind, there was the noise of slow, heavy footsteps. Menacing to most, comforting to many. It looked ahead of itself, aimlessly attempting to find somebody. Possibly a survivor, maybe another killer… anything to make this a little more interesting.

“Hellooo, I know somebody will be here the more I look…”

@fourth-dimension-killer

-> Of rot and roses. -> A sickeningly sweet smell lingers within the air. Rotten flesh, a foul stench mixed with the floral essences of something warmer, something sweeter, delicate little purple roses. -> The witch didn't reveal themselves, watching from the shadows with their four purple eyes.

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It nodded, tilting its head to the side.

“What a shame, I’m sure you looked stunning in your previous form. I can’t say the same for myself though…”

It had a face of slight disgust just thinking about him. At least it never looked like that when it came into a physical formation.

Off from behind, there was the noise of slow, heavy footsteps. Menacing to most, comforting to many. It looked ahead of itself, aimlessly attempting to find somebody. Possibly a survivor, maybe another killer… anything to make this a little more interesting.

“Hellooo, I know somebody will be here the more I look…”

@fourth-dimension-killer

-> Of rot and roses. -> A sickeningly sweet smell lingers within the air. Rotten flesh, a foul stench mixed with the floral essences of something warmer, something sweeter, delicate little purple roses. -> The witch didn't reveal themselves, watching from the shadows with their four purple eyes.

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It brushed its own hair to the side, wondering if it should feel flattered or not.

“My appearance doesn’t mean much to me… I went along with what I had after all.”

It said, knowing full well it regularly had to untangle its own hair.

Off from behind, there was the noise of slow, heavy footsteps. Menacing to most, comforting to many. It looked ahead of itself, aimlessly attempting to find somebody. Possibly a survivor, maybe another killer… anything to make this a little more interesting.

“Hellooo, I know somebody will be here the more I look…”

@fourth-dimension-killer

-> Of rot and roses. -> A sickeningly sweet smell lingers within the air. Rotten flesh, a foul stench mixed with the floral essences of something warmer, something sweeter, delicate little purple roses. -> The witch didn't reveal themselves, watching from the shadows with their four purple eyes.