testedsoul

@gunbunnies ,
            /  um,  omg  <3

@cultofsaltz ,
            /  YOUR EYES DO NOT DECEIVE YOU

@undamned ,
            /  unhand me!!!  ):

/       yes it is but the display names are still not there , ugh hope they fixed that too   :'(

@bloodshed ,
            /  foaming at the mouth,  however i can see ur bio now!  perhaps we’re back? 

/       it happened , wattpad did this to us    

order two, eh? 

@ilokind ,
            
            you get coffee,  i’m getting a beer. 

/ cries, throws up, and screams <3 I need UNTIL DAWN 2 literally the first game was my FAV

/    here too

/       spins around 

you could always steal the van and drive it into town ..  but what do i know?

@myvampyr ,
            
            i would,  baby,  but that dude’s van was way closer to us than it was to town.  my leg’s still kinda janky from that run.  y’know,  and the gunshot. 

uh - huh,  get me a different drink.   please?

i’ll hold you to it.

@myvampyr ,
            
            trust me,  when i make it happen it’ll be the best surprise of your life.  

exactly.   you should start planning.

/  yap king type shit 

@eadimidium ,
            /  the yapping ability this man has is elite   

/  podcaster vinny would go viral

&.      you should come back. now, that i’m more active.    i gotta show you some cool stuff i found w them cosmic horror stories. 

&.      hope you’re doing well and looking after yourself.    i can’t believe i missed out on your announcements.  

&.          my bad, lys.    i forgot to follow you back after i cleaned up my accounts.     ): 

@shieldsagent- ,
            
            THIS cookie is also a death trap!  geez,  alyssa,  if i was some surprise target on your hit list,  at least give me a hint.  [standing out of his dramatic crouch,  he grinned wryly between her and the cookie.]  or was the double-triple-quadruple chocolate chips the hint? 

[liz’s body wants to collapse into the intruder’s arms, melt in familiar warmth. her infested brain however fights against it, stubborn and frightened,]  don’t — vinnie! [retaliation until he goes away. her fingers grab so hard onto her wounded forehead it might tear the damn thing for worse.] i told you to go.

@diregen ,
            
            [letting go of the knob,  he hesitates.  seconds pass.  then he’s twisting the knob too hard it snaps,  allowing entry.]  liz,  i’m sorry but—  whoa!  c’mere—  what happened??

[liz’ body squirms, grabbing onto the cut on her head. she breathes out shakily in panic; she’s going to get caught, isn’t she?]  you can’t.  [sharp, irritated,] vinnie, really, just go away.