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Reblog this is your muse has straight up actually died

Optional: they’ve returned from the dead

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Gay Myers Okay

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@german-doc-herman

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When you enter the DBD fandom and then you see all the war between some shippers

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@caughtinitsweb

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Rana listened attentively to Tyler as he spoke.

So Taro wasn’t the only once who kept a journal, and accordingly to Claudette there was life in the form of plants...

Interesting. She would have to try and see these plants for herself. Since nothing in the realm seemed to age or really die, Rana wanted to know whether or not these plants were really alive and possibly still growing. If they were then her previous conclusion that nothing could grow within the realm would be proven false; would be something to add to the younger woman's growing list of “rules” that were placed in the entity’s cage she discovered through experimenting around in the realm.

Realizing that while deep in thought she had gone completely silent, Nena snapped her attention towards Tyler, smiling gratefully.

“I see...thank you, Tyler. This information could be very useful...” She said reaching into her jackets pocket and pulling out a small notebook, “I try to find a way out of this cage. Not that people have not tried before...” She spoke gesturing around. The thought made her think of Taro.K, someone she grew familiar with through the mystery woman’s scattered information she gathered and her journal. Taro had been trying to find an escape, but judging by the sudden stop in her entries, she had either become a killer or somehow died before she could find this exit.

Part of her wanted to tell Tyler about the information she had found left by the unknown Taro.K, but thought it would be better to wait. Instead she asked another more straight forward question.

“Did you... do you know who ‘Taro’ is?” 

@tyler-pine

"You must be Tyler?" The woman spoke her accent strong with a gentle voice. Quietly she sat carefully on one of the logs around the campfire next to him. Most of the other survivors were off partaking in a trial leaving a silence at the campfire until she had spoken up.

Tyler was throwing twigs into the fire that never seemed to burn out and when the woman got his attention, he looked up at the woman sitting down on one of the logs and spoke in a native accent, “yeah I’m Tyler or one of the survivors and who are you may I ask?”

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