Already She Was Grabbing Something Heavy From Her Bag Of Treasures, Ready To Throw And Distract, Running

Already she was grabbing something heavy from her bag of treasures, ready to throw and distract, running at the chance. Bad enough that this person from the First Order adding to the major trouble. She pauses when she hears a thud, a heavy one at that.

With the heavy object in hand, she slowly peaks out from her hiding place to inspect what had happened. She often heard of stories of soldiers of the First Order, immovable, with no fear, almost as if they were robots. After all nobody’s seen underneath their masks.Something didn’t add up to those stories, as they came in numbers with their monotone masks.

Moving slowly, she approaches the unmoving soldier. Grasping the blasters away from him using her talons she throws them away from reaching distance. Gently kicking the body checking for a sign of conscious function, a part of her is still screaming to run. Kneeling next to him, she tilts her head in curiosity. Nobody’s seen what a storm trooper looked liked beneath the helmet at the battles. Until now, as curiosity gets the better of her and gently she pulls the helmet off, wanting to know what was underneath that helmet.

Draw the Muse: Classic Horror edition

Send me a category letter + number (example: A1) for me to design my muse(s) based on one of these icons from classic horror literature, film, legend, or history! Note that the classic characters’ gender does not need to affect your design!

A) Book Characters

Doctor Frankenstein 

Frankenstein’s Monster

Dr Jekyll and/or Mr Hyde

Count Dracula

Wilhelmina Harker

A Lovecraftian Horror

The Phantom of the Opera

Abraham Van Helsing

Dorian Gray (+ painting, as a bonus)

The Headless Horseman

Bride/Groom of Frankenstein

B) Movie Characters (+ book and movie)

Creature from the Black Lagoon

Count Orlok

Regan McNeil

Jason Voorhees

Chucky doll

Pennywise the Clown

Freddy Krueger

Jack Torrance

Annabelle doll 

The Mummy

Sadako/Samara

The Wolfman

C) History/Urban Legend

The Candyman

Elizabeth Bathory

Jack the Ripper

The Bell Witch

Bloody Mary

Mothman

Lizzie Borden

Resurrection Mary

The Hook

Boogeyman

The Slit-Mouthed Woman

She came in her black trench-coat and her signature black leather eye-patch. She had her working attire underneath but only because of the cold was it buttoned all the way. She fooled herself thinking she wouldn’t have to deal Russian-related missions for a while. But no, some idiot had to go and steal something and ruin her Monday. 

Up until now, she’s never heard of nor met a Kingsman. The only reason she’s able to meet one today is because of the merit she’s amassed over the years. The same merit (being dedication and the capability to break some skulls) that’s given her missions like this. She could complain about this later after this mission was done.

“Tristan, right?” She inquired at the man who she believed to be her partner for the time being. Extending a hand to shake with she introduced herself, “Dana Glass. You’re partner for the time being until this mess gets sorted out.”

Despite working for military intelligence in Britain, she was indeed american. Something she hoped wouldn’t be a problem during their allotted time together.

“What if it happens again though? Even with what I know now?”

“It’s just something I’ve had to carry for so long. For so long I was alone carrying that.”

Her eyebrows burrowed in confusion over this revelation...She slowly reached out and touched his face, only to find her fingers starting to coat with blood from the gashes on his face . Upon further inspection she realized that the crimson on her fingers was blood. Blood coming from a storm trooper.

She immediately backed up realizing that this was a person. A normal person, that could be seen in one walk of life or another. A person under the helmet of a deadly storm trooper. A storm trooper that bleeds just as anybody would. 

She starts to get up to leave, to run away from him and get out of here just as she originally planned, but then she looked back at the bleeding person. She felt conflicted knowing this was a person, not a robot, an unmovable being that charged into battle fearlessly.

She decided against her better judgement to go back. Slowly tearing apart her cloak to make bandages she knelt beside him again, wrapping the bandages around his head and anywhere else that was bleeding. Maybe today her sympathy is what will get her killed today.

@warrioroflondonbelow

Halloween/Autumn Sentence Starters

I feel like I do one of these every year, but you know what? Always a good thing to revisit! 

“Can you help me rake? I’ll let you jump in the leaf pile.” “I don’t usually do anything for Halloween.” “Let’s go for a walk. The trees are beautiful.” “Halloween is my favorite holiday and I never have any plans.” “I’ve got a collection of horror movies and pizza delivery on speed dial. Want to come over?” “I’m having a bonfire. You should join me.” “I love the smell of autumn.” “There’s a huge haunted house opening up this weekend. Want to go?” “A walk in the woods seems like a bad idea. Ever seen Blair Witch Project?” “What kind of candy should we get?” “I’m getting the chocolate for me, and the lollipops we can give to the kids.” “Ooh! A pumpkin patch! We have to stop.” “Do you want to check out that corn maze?” “I hate haunted houses. Why would I pay for someone to scream at me?” “Honestly, I’d rather see teens trick-or-treating than breaking windows and egging houses.” “What’s the use of putting peanut butter on a pinecone?” “I’m just passing out candy this year.” “I’m making some cocoa. Do you want some?” “Should we buy some patterns for our pumpkins or just wing it?” “Autumn is my favorite season.” “Don’t tell me you’ve never had a candy apple.” “This time of year is the best just for all the creepy shows on TV.” “Million dollar question: Nightmare Before Christmas or Hocus Pocus?” “Want to make an autumn wreath with me?” “If you carve a dick on this pumpkin, I swear to god.” “I’ve been waiting all year for sweater weather.” “Is it too cliche to visit a cemetery on Halloween?” “I wish I could put apple cider in a pick line and drink it forever.” “What was your favorite Halloween costume as a kid?” “I got invited to a costume party. Do you want to come with me?” “Bobbing for apples is gross. Everyone’s nasty faces have been in there.” “Gourds are so ugly but also so cute. I want a thousand of them.” “I’m thinking of hosting a Halloween party this year.” “Trick-or-treating is for children. Let’s go cause some trouble.” “That hay ride was a lot scarier than I thought it would be.” “Painting pumpkins is cute, but it takes away all the fun of the guts.” “I’m in a baking mood. I hope you like cookies.” “I’m just not in the Halloween spirit yet.” “I want to decorate the yard big time this year.” “The scariest looking houses always give the best candy, it’s fact.” “My parents never used to let me do anything fun on Halloween.” “Want to hear a spooky story?” “Here, I knitted you something!” “Everyone is excited for Halloween, but I can’t wait to stuff my face on Thanksgiving.” “I think our house is haunted.” “A ouija board on Halloween: what could go wrong?”