Oh. It’s you.
"Well, he didn’t like my brother all that much, given that he’s the younger twin and our mother died in childbirth…" Matthew explained. "If anything, our father kept him in a basement most of his life."
I see …
"A-are you alright?" Matthew asked, worried.
I’m fine. I was simply reminded of something.
Matthew hummed sadly. “If you don’t wish to talk about it, I understand.”
Oh. It’s you.
"B-but I don’t even r-remember meeting you!" Matthew said, tears of fear welling up in his eyes. "P-Please don’t hurt me!"
Do you know someone who looks exactly like you?
"M-My brother, I suppose…" Matthew stated. "Did he cause some trouble with you?"
"I-I’m sorry, h-he has habit of upsetting others." Matthew stated, practically trembling in fear. "I-it seems he hadn’t r-really changed in almost 200 years…"
John DeFoe, what if you're takes on Metal Slug(game series from SNK) main characters?
((I’m afraid you confused him, my friend.))
John hissing either angrily at Trilby of something like that -Lilith
Trilby then baps John over the nose with a newspaper.
Bad. Bad wraith.
((Added some disclaims to clear up confusion on here so okay back to scheduled dashboard))
((Reblogging over here too!))
"I don't know..." Trilby sighed. He winced as he tried to sit up slightly more, but ended up not being able to move. "I need help, but I don't know who.../not/ the police."
"I’ll get John and we’ll take you to our house." Matthew suggested. "I can help bandage the wound on your leg as well." Going to the police would be out of the question for the both of them, in all honesty.
Now it is your turn. Matthew: Magician, temperance, and hermit. John: Devil, empress, and wheel of fortune.
"For the first one, I would have to say painting. For the second… it varies. It seems to teeter over a knife edge at times but I am able to control myself for the most part. As for the the last one…
"… I could, but I would rather be with someone. I wouldn’t really fancy being lonely."
"To answer for first question, I would say my temper is my worst quality. To answer the second, I’m not sure, exactly; When I was alive it was possibly to be loved, but I cannot exactly remember. To answer the third….
"…I wouldn’t know. That would be a lot of pounds."
Too many to count are in despair!
John let out a quiet grunt, letting his guard as he did so. Although he doubted that bears looked like the one in front of him, he would take what this one said with a grain of salt. “So, what exactly is it that you do?”
I run Hope’s Peak Academy! The rest is top secret!
"So, you’re basically a head teacher." This seemed interesting, but surreal. "Are there any rules to this school thing you run?"
((OOC: I apologize for the inactivity of this blog. I won’t delete it because this is my main account blog, and that means the other blogs I have would be deleted- I’ll keep it here to preserve some of the earlier asks and such, so….
Still! If you want to chat with me or see some more of my art, head over to here or if you want to RP, go to these three blogs. I’ll still ask stuff IC and reply and stuff, but I’d thought I’d tell you guys to this as well.
With fond regard and otter hugs,
Lilith (Mod) ))