Redraw Of An Old Legion Drawing From February 2019 - The Original Is Below

THE VOICES NEVER SHUT UP! NEED TO PUT THEM IN THEIR PLACE SOMETIMES!

me irl

If you want horror movies to watch, I’m very biased toward quite a few. I’d maybe suggest Nightmare On Elm Street or Scream. But if you want me to be very biased then I would say Saw. Another thing to keep in mind is that there’s a YouTuber who explains the movies and shows some clips of it so if you aren’t into gore or something like that then i would look up ‘Dead Meat Kill count’ on YouTube! It helps a lot. - [Anon from last time. Aka, Midnight Anon since I’m often on only past midnight-]

((Thank you Midnight Anon! I’ll be sure to keep these in mind, I’ve actually recently picked up some guy on YouTube called Cinema Summary where he actually goes over like survival horror movies and how to escape the traps and or killers. I would recommend out that series.

But once again I’ll be sure to check this stuff out!))

government is trying to ban tiktok meanwhile millions of poor and disabled americans are about to completely lose their internet access at the end of april because congress wont renew funding for the affordable connectivity program

hell fucking world

You do be kinda crispy doe

YOU’RE NEXT!

The Doctor looked down at the electricity once more, then back at Adiel; his smile only widening. He let the electricity go, only a second later did it dance around Adiel’s feet and up through his body... and into his mind.

The pain wasn’t physical; more mental. It was like his brain... no.. his very consciousness was being ripped open with a knife. The sound of static filled his ears, almost making it impossible to think.

And all he did was laugh... laugh like a mad man.

“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-))

why are you fucked up

Punishment.

YOU LITTLE-

hoping aaron bushnell's sacrifice won't be swept under the rug by politicians/media and forgotten about in another fucking week as the genocide on palestinians continues

Herman watched as Caleb stepped over the wires, “[A change of scenery is always nice!]” his already permanent smile widened a bit, “[But that’s right your main source of power was indeed coal.]” he thought for a few moments before slowly nodding, “[Oh this whole building used to have electricity before I came to the Fog. And most, if not all that electricity came from Generators!]”

He brought down the rag from his shoulder, spinning on his heel back to the electrical chair continuing to clean it, “[The generators I’m talking about are much like the ones we see in trials. Though I’m not sure if the ones that gave Léry’s its power were using oil, or just mechanical energy.]” looking back over at Caleb he chuckled a bit, “[That house spider in the sky we call the Entity granted me the power of... well.... electricity! I don’t know much about it, mainly why it has... mind altering effects on survivors. But I’m not complaining!]” he laughed, adding to the noise of the room, “[..... But like I said eailer, all electricity has a source. And mine just so happens to be my heart.]”

"What the hell is that 'electricity' shite ya got goin' on 'round 'ere Carter?" Caleb approached the doctor, walking slightly hunched over while he had his redeemer slung over his shoulder, a look that mixed curiosity and confusion sat in his face

((@the-hellshire-outlaw))

Herman looked over at the sound of Caleb’s voice, he had been cleaning off some blood from the electric chairs. The room was just filled with noises, from high volts of stray electricity cracking in the air, to those weird distorted voices coming from above. Tossing the bloody rag over his shoulder, Herman’s voice finally reaching Caleb’s mind,

“[Well isn’t this a surprise! Welcome to Léry’s Memorial Institute Mr. Quinn, please watch your step.. don’t want to get electrocuted, do we?]” He laughed a bit. “[Now... about your question, electricity is how almost everything operates around here. And that includes me.]”

(( @the-hellshire-outlaw ))

((Sorry this was late!))

which mom lol

THE ONE ON THE RIGHT.