-what couch-
-He takes one look at Doc and just chortles-
-And finally he comes to the end of the line with Little Anna....-
Now, you can all call me insane, or a menace, or a monster, or bastard, yadda yadda yadda, doesn't fuckin' bother me.
But you all know what's happening. You can all try to go back to whatever semblance of a "normal" life you had because I'm just too scary. I don't give a shit. Proves you weren't worth saving in the first place.
-He looks down at Anna-
-Silently crouches down and looks her dead and the eye-
-And gently takes hold of her finger....-
edited 13th Dec '13 10:31:23 PM by MacDuffy
-Travis will feel something cold and metalic against his neck-
Travis.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Karkat's calm demeanor is maintained solely by the fact that he is rooted to the floor-
-His expression immediately turns to "very worried" when he turns to see what Doc is handling-
-And then "very, very angry" when he sees him holding onto Annabelle's finger-
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean-There is a cold steel in John Smith's eyes that weren't there before-
-His expression has not shifted-
Travis.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-His blank expression slowly turns into a wicked smirk, and he lets go of Anna's hand and stands up-
....So here's your lesson summary. Your old lives are over. These little internal squabbles are over. We're a team now, and we're going to act like one. I'm not sitting back and letting this bullshit happen again while Doc here utterly fails at resolving anything anymore. I see one fist raised, one knife drawn, one hand touching the necks of anyone in this group, and nothing will stop me from making sure that your fear of me is stronger than your hatred of each other.
-Stares dead into Doc's eyes-
Nothing.
Now, I just ran fourty blocks non-stop, and I need a serious dose of Japanese little girl cartoons. Deuces.
-Slides into his room and shuts the door-
edited 13th Dec '13 10:43:22 PM by MacDuffy

-John Smith comes back from his room-
-Plus one handgun that hangs at his side-
Travis. Sit down.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?