01-23-2020, 12:23 PM
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Finally, somebody as readily destructive as Frederick. Growing up alongside a brother so effortlessly unhinged, William felt a peculiar sense of comfort surrounding himself around chaos. After all, he supposed that he could see the beauty in all things grotesque. Take his most recent endeavors alongside little Freds; comparing a massacre to a game of cards. A corpse slumping against him, body still warm but nothing in those unblinking eyes. Now that was the height of disorder, watching it all crash around them with an insensitive grin. Maybe that was why William felt an innate fondness towards Elwin.
William felt at ease as he stood nearby his brother, leaning comfortably against the railings on the front porch as he tapped the ash off of the end of his cigarette. Eyes flitted up to gaze at the sky wordlessly, carefully taking a slow contemplative drag of smoke, until Freddie's voice broke him out of his thoughts. ❝ The hell did you do to yourself? ❞ Eyes shifted over towards the new guy around here, twitching his reddened, numb nose before he began laughing to himself beneath his breath. ❝ What's that smell? ❞ Will sniffed the air teasingly. ❝ That... burning smell? ❞ Fucking hell - how did new guy do that now?
❝ Does anyone fucking sleep here? ❞ ❝ Sleep? What's sleep? ❞ He asked playfully with a quirk of a brow before choosing to return back to Freddie's question at hand. After all, the kid seemed adamant to look passed the so-called mishap. Evidently he hadn't learned about the wrath of Will and Fred together; they were the worst of duos, those two brothers, and they wouldn't let Elwin off the hook so quickly. ❝ Have to shave it all off now, kid. ❞ William nodded towards the teenager, pausing contemplatively before sobering up, ❝ I can even that hair out for you tomorrow morning. ❞ Elwin would be stupid to accept William's offer. Did William look like he knew a thing about hairdressing? Nope, but it'd be fun to play with some scissors even if it was at the expense of Elwin's hair.
[div style="width: 350px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-size: 6pt; letter-spacing: 1px; word-spacing: 0px; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]|| WILLIAM STIRLING || JULIA STIRLING || PETER STIRLING ||
Finally, somebody as readily destructive as Frederick. Growing up alongside a brother so effortlessly unhinged, William felt a peculiar sense of comfort surrounding himself around chaos. After all, he supposed that he could see the beauty in all things grotesque. Take his most recent endeavors alongside little Freds; comparing a massacre to a game of cards. A corpse slumping against him, body still warm but nothing in those unblinking eyes. Now that was the height of disorder, watching it all crash around them with an insensitive grin. Maybe that was why William felt an innate fondness towards Elwin.
William felt at ease as he stood nearby his brother, leaning comfortably against the railings on the front porch as he tapped the ash off of the end of his cigarette. Eyes flitted up to gaze at the sky wordlessly, carefully taking a slow contemplative drag of smoke, until Freddie's voice broke him out of his thoughts. ❝ The hell did you do to yourself? ❞ Eyes shifted over towards the new guy around here, twitching his reddened, numb nose before he began laughing to himself beneath his breath. ❝ What's that smell? ❞ Will sniffed the air teasingly. ❝ That... burning smell? ❞ Fucking hell - how did new guy do that now?
❝ Does anyone fucking sleep here? ❞ ❝ Sleep? What's sleep? ❞ He asked playfully with a quirk of a brow before choosing to return back to Freddie's question at hand. After all, the kid seemed adamant to look passed the so-called mishap. Evidently he hadn't learned about the wrath of Will and Fred together; they were the worst of duos, those two brothers, and they wouldn't let Elwin off the hook so quickly. ❝ Have to shave it all off now, kid. ❞ William nodded towards the teenager, pausing contemplatively before sobering up, ❝ I can even that hair out for you tomorrow morning. ❞ Elwin would be stupid to accept William's offer. Did William look like he knew a thing about hairdressing? Nope, but it'd be fun to play with some scissors even if it was at the expense of Elwin's hair.
[div style="width: 350px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-size: 6pt; letter-spacing: 1px; word-spacing: 0px; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]|| WILLIAM STIRLING || JULIA STIRLING || PETER STIRLING ||
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TAKE A HUMAN HEART , ADD SOME VANITY , AUTHENTICITY
[sup]AND PUT THEM ALL TOGETHER . DO WHATEVER TO YOUR BROKEN MACHINE .[/sup]