we are a squad of ghosts ﹔ a fantôme escouade forsaken by god and fallen from grace. we shall continue to march through tainted blood until our true enemy brings us salvation.
girls, only a shame their brains hadn't yet leaked from the ears —— with all the staring this glutton bitch did, heisenberg thought she'd 𝑓͟𝑖͟𝑛͟𝑎͟𝑙͟𝑙͟𝑦 gone bonkers for good, lost the ability to communicate. “ business, girl. 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑰𝑻. ”
𝑳𝑨𝑼𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑬𝑹 erupts to fill the void between ; air carrying the scent of tobacco as it did the lord's voice to reach such a poor, wretched thing gawking him. “ look. at. you... 𝗆𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗐͟𝗈͟𝗇͟𝖽͟𝖾͟𝗋. ” how inexplicably 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 of alcina to foster these ——
𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑼𝑰𝑵𝑬 𝑰𝑺 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮, belly && maw stained in gore. Cassandra lingers, 𝙗͟𝙤͟𝙡͟𝙙͟ temerity in a gaze violating the disgusting sight of a 𝑳𝑶𝑹𝑫.
❝Aren’t you 𝒇 𝒐 𝒖 𝒍?❞
trial, error. trial &&. ever fucked errors —— rinse, repeat until favorable results : always the few misconceptions to clear up, polish until right, but more importantly... why the fuck was the 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 in his damned factory?
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⇢ own portrayal of karl heisenberg. pt-br + en. mun and muse are of age, as such mdni. dark themes will be present given the media. #rerp / #residentevilrp / #mvrp.
⠀⠀⠀ ᥕrιttᥱᥒ bყ kᥲιᥒ.
we are a squad of ghosts ﹔ a fantôme escouade forsaken by god and fallen from grace. we shall continue to march through tainted blood until our true enemy brings us salvation.