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Styr followed Arden closely, mind hazy. In complete honesty, he was still processing what he had done. The chill of the German Spring, combined with the blood that caked his body, caused him to shiver. He didn’t have a lot of meat on his bones either, so the 9º felt closer to the negatives. The...

i’m in :3 :ghostv:

Dans set her cans of spray paint on the floor, switching to a sharpie. The crude sound of felt tip against bumpy, jagged wall wasn’t pretty, but it was one that Dans enjoyed thoroughly. She drew in between small drags of Kenny’s cigarette, one which he had graciously shared with her. Dans had...

Birdie-Mae watched the others exit through the door, following close behind. If they knew the group better, they would be dashing through that door. But Birdie knew that if they ran in front, it would leave plenty of room for the winged man to slice their throat open, and the plant girl to… do...

Faceclaim: Dove Cameron ——————————————————————————————————————————————— Full name: Loretta Fei Graves Nickname(s): Lorrie Race: Caucasian Ethnicity/Nationality: German-born, but lives in Britain Gender: in the closet trans man Sexual orientation: bisexual Relationship status: single Crush(es)...

great! The next step is popping on over to the CS, right? 😭

hello! i’m here form the interest check. i was wondering if/how many special character slots are still open?

Hello! I’m interested <3

Better late than never. That tended to be Dans’s motto, to excuse her constant tardiness. She jogged up to the aviary, reaching the open section of the Institute as quickly as possible. It was no sweat off her back- running up a flight of stairs was nothing compared to the exercises she usually...

Here it was. Here she was. Nothing stood between Styr and Freya, and she was only a few steps away. Styr’s hands twitched as he watched her like a hawk. He set one foot inside of her cell, and then the other. Freya hadn’t turned to face him yet. Pathetic. Perhaps she was expecting death...

Styr sat, bewildered at what had just happened. As soon as the woman (Arden Clarke, she had said) left, Styr snagged the file. Freya Mill was printed across the front in scratchy, black letters. His breath hitched as the world around him seemed to disappear. A black void, and Styr was in the...

Knock! Knock! When the knocking came, it snapped Styr straight out of his dissociative trance. It was loud and exaggerated, so he could only assume that the person on the other end had been knocking for a while, and was just about ready to give up and leave. Styr itched the back of his neck...

Jack-Dane listened to Hileena’s speech intently. She was right- about everything she had said. Almost no one here was a soldier. There were literal children in their care! And that wasn’t even mentioning people like Nat, who didn’t have developed mutations. It wasn’t a goddamn lesson. It was a...

“That doesn’t matter!” Styr yelled, punching his thighs. He had too much energy- he needed to get it out somehow. “They’re a bunch of fucking- it doesn’t matter what they used to be like!” He sobbed into Thomas’s arms. “They were always like this! I may as well just , they certainly wouldn’t...