I’m getting better at scenes!
Holy shit there was this turkey wandering around in the median and me and my mom were shouting “turkey!” And as we rounded the curve it fucking puffed up its feathers and rushed us it was about to take on a fucking SUV you crazy fucking poultry jesus christ
omg she’s a jellyfish :0
the best of 2013 || [2/9] male characters
┕ Hershel Greene; “There’s so many times we haven’t been able to do anything to change what was happening, what was happening to us. We wished we could, but we couldn’t. This time I can. I know I can, so I have to. You step outside, you risk your life. You take a drink of water, you risk your life. And now-a-days, you breathe, you risk your life. Every moment now, you don’t have a choice. The only thing you can choose is what you’re risking it for. Now I can make these people feel better, and hang on a little longer. I can save lives. That’s reason enough to risk mine. And you know that.”
very important to always hold your boobs when running down the stairs. Stay safe
|Song: The Man|
|Artist: Aloe Blacc|
|Album: Lift Your Spirit|
|Played: 18,685 times.|
Aloe Blacc - “The Man”
I like all types of music! Alternative Rock and Pop music are probably my favorites, and country my least, but really depending on my mood I could want to listen to just about anything. I wish I could elaborate, but it’s hard to elaborate much on “everything”!
EDIT: If you check out my audio tag there’s a fair amount of music in there that should give you a better idea of what I like than this answer gave you!
"So what’s that thing they always say? Ah-vee? True to Kai-sor, or whatever." AJ asked her tentmate, Arcade, the Follower’s doctor who inexplicably knew a great deal about the language spoken by the Legion, though he claimed that’s not where he learned it. She admittedly raised her hackles originally at the idea of being around someone with such a questionably obtained skill, but after sizing him up she decided she could kick his ass easily if need be despite his height advantage, and allowed him to treat her wounds. It was partly because no other doctors were available at the time, of course, but she would rather risk infection than let someone she didn’t trust give her wounds a look. Now, though, he had ended up as her regular physician, and they had formed an almost friendship. Well, they knew each others names, at any rate.
"No, no, it’s pronounced "ah-vay". Ave, true to Caesar. It’s a greeting." He responded, adjusting his glasses nervously, something she noticed he did whenever conversation threatened to shift onto him and his mysterious history. He wasn’t doing himself any favors acting all suspicious like that, she thought, but she’d known him long enough to have decided he was no friend of the Legion.
She grunted softly as he tightened a bandage on her arm. “So how would I say ‘Caesar is a piece of shit, and I’d give anything to crucify the bastard’ in Legion speak?”
Arcade sighed, and for a moment she didn’t think he was going to humor her. After a moment, though, he finally spoke up, sounding tired and as if he’d just lost a long, internal debate with himself. “Caesar nummum dare vellem crucifigere stercore bastardus.”
She grinned widely, wondering how long it’d take before Arcade simply kicked her out of his tent, and began thinking of more fun things for him to teach her.