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if anyone is interested in a group rp based on the 100, im running one rn! https://discord.gg/6TRerbT3

/ follow @arcadezoomer
          & also @blackkwidows and @spideredwcbs

/ ok so watty as actually disgusting and i will not be chilling here but join my group rp on discord based on the 100! thanks bests
          
          https://discord.gg/Phktwrd8

/ why. why did i get muse here.
          who is even still active ??

@centurieslived  ,
          
          tommy flinched at the use of the word.  " i don’t wanna talk about it,  phil, "  he murmured,  looking the other way,  eyes on the spruce trees of the small snowy forest nearby.  his dull eyes subconsciously were staring down at the ground,  checking that no one was lurking in the trees,  almost expecting the flash of green. 

@centurieslived  ,
          
          " i’ll be fine,  phil, "  tommy said quietly,  pulling his face back out to look over the snowy terrain.  he actually probably wouldn’t be fine and that was the intent but he wasn’t going to say that to phil.  not that phil would probably care all that much,  from tommy’s view of it all.
          
          [ NO U SOL!!!!!! ]

@centurieslived  ,
          
          tommy pushed phil’s wing away,  hugging his knees closer to his chest.  " that’s the point,  phil, "  he mumbled quietly,  pushing his face into his legs so it was barely audible.
          
          [ SOL YOU ARE POGGERS  : weary :

@centurieslived  ,
          
          tommy nodded a little,  trying to relax his shaking body,  racked by sobs,  so the man could take a look at his back.  he turned slightly and began to pull off his shirt,  which just resulted in pain as it rubbed against whatever wounds he had,  causing him to let out a sharp cry.  upon further inspection,  when his back was actually visible,  the man would find no injuries for being attacked,  instead two messy natural incisions on either side of his spine,  the beginning of off - white colored wings poking out of the boy’s back.

@centurieslived  ,
          
          tommy seemed vaguely relieved when the door opened,  letting phil lead him inside.  " i - i don’t know! "  he responded,  his own panic never ceasing as he writhed in pain.  " I was just - just sleeping and i woke up and - and — fuck,  it  / hurts /. "  quite a vulgar mouth for a kid his age,  but tears fell from his bright blue eyes,  which he had squeezed shut,  as if that would help his pain.  he felt slightly bad just barging into this poor man’s house in the middle of the night,  sobbing and basically, just,  dying,  as far as he could comprehend it,  though he didn’t want to just lay in pain in the middle of the woods alone until he died.  he was just a kid and he was scared. 
          
          [ thank you!! and if you’re sure haha ]

@centurieslived  ,
          
          the boy outside was no older than twelve and was barely holding himself up as he waited for someone to come to the door,  knocking harshly on the wood,  to the point where he would probably see bruises on his knuckles later.  he’d been camping out in the woods nearby when he awoke in the middle of the night,  searing pain in his back and had vomited basically everywhere,  from the pain,  also feeling rather sick to his stomach.  he was sure he was going to die if he didn’t find someone so he’d forced himself to move through the darkness,  guided by the light of small stars until he found the cabin in the middle of the tundra — his saving grace,  if someone would just open the fucking door.  " h - hello?!  is — is anyway home?! "
          
          [ pls idk what i’m doing this reply is weird i’m sorry sol, if you had something specific in mind here pls tell me because i don’t want to do this wrong LMAO ]