Ashes To Askes And Dust To Dust! Ohh... I'm Feeling Weak - With Hunger! One More Roll O'the Dice Oughta

Herman? More like WHOREMAN

Not really interested in dating, sorry ladies, Men, and Thems! So no “Whoreman Carter” for you! My deepest apologies.

BALLS.

BALLS! DICKS EVEN!

silly goofy

what are your thoughts on mathematics?

Straight forward math is perfectly fine, important even! BUT WHAT THE FUCK IS COMMON CORE!?

(SUSISHIAOAIOAHAOWKWOO KI WOWKAUAISJAS YOUR ART WILL NEVER NOT MAKE ME SO HAPPY.)

Gotcha!

penith

WHY MUST YOU HARASS ME SO?

Zippity Zappity, your mood is now happity!

HOW SWEET, YOU FOUND MY ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, THANK YOU!

*Smacks your crispy ass* crisp

HERMAN WHY U hate TALBOT

((GORE/BODY HORROR WARNING))

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The Doctor steadied his grip on his weapon, watching Adiel turn the corner. Instead of chasing after him though he started to charge up a static blast. Adiel could hear it be released... and more importantly feel it. The shock he experienced eailer was nothing compared to this. His vision went all staticy, his conscious once again being cleaved open more intensely, his thoughts scattering leaving room for these disturbing mind bending images.

But as he ran he started to hear things... was the doctor right behind him? No.. no.. he can’t be. He lost him a few minutes ago. His vision went blurry again, come to a moment later.... was that The Doctor was in front of him? Wait, why is he over there?

These hallucinations kept flickering in and out of existences.

“Pardon me. Doctor.. Carter was it? Sorry to intrude. I only recently ended up here.. Could you help me?” The red haired Brit asked cautiously, looking at the man he was speaking to.

((Hope this is decent! ^^’))

The Doctor looked at the Brit, almost taken aback that they knew his name. But more importantly they were asking a killers help.

His voice cut through their thoughts, “[... I’m surprised that someone apparently so new to this waking nightmare knows my name. But that’s besides the point!]” he cleared his throat, even thought he wasn’t talking physically, “[Why come to a killer for help?]”

((This was perfect dude! Sorry if my responses is a bit eh, I’ve never RPed on Tumblr sooo-))