petra muto ; district two ; fin

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when i plant a fat ass cracker bitch i expect her to stay planted

petra muto ; district two ; fin Mar 12, 2016 1:54:22 GMT -5

Post by Avalon on Mar 12, 2016 1:54:22 GMT -5

p e t r a

district two, eighteen, female

professional asshole, probs scorpio

i'll make an assassin outta you
her fam died. she gave no fucks.
a sadist & fetish is probs your death

fc: sui he
( shared with azaleah )

sister assassin with achilles muto

Last Edit: Jun 5, 2016 15:01:25 GMT -5 by Avalon

"solitaire something you consider rare"

credit to zoë

Avalon Retired Staff 1,291 POSTS Pronouns: They/Them last seen Oct 24, 2016 10:04:26 GMT -5 when i plant a fat ass cracker bitch i expect her to stay planted	petra muto ; district two ; fin Jun 4, 2016 20:12:06 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Avalon on Jun 4, 2016 20:12:06 GMT -5 hello yes i mean to do this sometime soon
	*"solitaire something you consider rare"* credit to zoë

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when i plant a fat ass cracker bitch i expect her to stay planted

petra muto ; district two ; fin Jun 5, 2016 12:22:47 GMT -5

Post by Avalon on Jun 5, 2016 12:22:47 GMT -5

P E T R A

Snap. Snap. Snap.

...Snap.

Swaying her hand side to side, and back and forth, and side to side. Whittling her pristine knife from where the broken handle popped - twisted unattached from the forceful plunge. Or rather, plenty of such. She remained unbothered, a lack thereof concern to be given any longer, only presenting a partial shrug that was followed, and she tossed the bloody butt of her weapon to the ground with a soft pang.

Illuminating her subtle face, a smirk pressed itself against her gently bitten lips, replacing the expression of a sadistic ecstasy rush. Adrenaline poured quicker than the rivulets of blood from holes she'd ripped open anew herself deep within the mans pale body. Shined silver from her rigid blade stuck up like a poking sky scraper built deep within his final memorial blow. She finished scanning a masterpiece as the grip around her throat lessened from his struggling man hands, and she questioned why he'd stop treating her. ("Boy don't threaten me with a good time.") The corners of her lips overturned once more and she pushed her solid black hair behind her exposed shoulder.

Clack. Clack. Clack.

...Click.

Heels clicking against polished concrete, the sound of music blaring from down the hall and past locked doorways to drown out screams and Holy pleads. It was watching her like the crippling sensation one gets in the dead of a frozen night, eyes peaking around sensibly every corner, and it isn't until one faces what is unbeknownst, then it kicks in -

relief?
(but is it?)

Made a focal point.
Looking eye for eye down the barrel of a loaded gun, and the focal point was in between her eyes. ("You're coming with us.") Expressionless, she knew what was for better and what was for worse - Styx would be on the way to pull her outta this one, right? (She knew damn well she'd been sent out, Styx better fucking come for her ass for she's the one who fucked up here.) Slyly retrieving the golden key card from the pocket of her newly dug tombstone, she instead plopped her victims body in it once more - finding yet another way to escape deaths grip in her endless situations.

"Gladly."

table by fox
may or may have not stolen from zoe's bio

Last Edit: Jun 5, 2016 14:42:03 GMT -5 by Avalon

"solitaire something you consider rare"

credit to zoë

arx Retired Staff 2,424 POSTS Pronouns: she/her last seen Apr 18, 2024 20:03:20 GMT -5 literally so gay, doing so many crimes	petra muto ; district two ; fin Jun 5, 2016 14:48:01 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by arx on Jun 5, 2016 14:48:01 GMT -5 h8 u [googlefont="Euphoria Script:400"]Accepted!
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