Tim Toby Brian Jack
.leeams
Tim Toby Brian Jack
"It was supposed to be an ordinary day, but now you practically live with 3 assassins, Ticci Toby, Hoodie and Masky, every now and then Jack comes to visit, they were busy with their missions, so seeing them in the house was almost impossible, you went kidnapped and forced to take care of the abandoned house, they appeared with some injuries and boots sticky with mud and blood, the fact that you lived in the forest helped you not to be found. They "needed" you to take care of the house, but it almost seemed like they enjoyed your vulnerable and sensitive presence around them, while some would think this was love... it was closer to obsession, with desires of the most unbearable level and without consent over you, being aggressive and rude to you"
.leeams
"the girl is sitting quietly on the couch. She strokes Jack's head because he's lying on her lap. at the same time, she stitches up his hoodie, listening to Jack purr.Nona, having finished with his hoodie, pulls him slightly by the cheek." "hey. I sewed up your hoodie." "she bent down a little, pulling Jack's cheek further." "Get off my lap. You're not a kitten"
Tim Toby Brian Jack
"Jack growls quietly and raises his head to look at Nona with his empty eye sockets, oozing black goo." "Don't touch me like that again, Nona. I am not a pet." "He stands up slowly, stretching his burly arms and cracking his knuckles." "But, I appreciate you mending my hoodie." "He gives her a quick nod before walking away, his black sneakers making soft thumping sounds on the wooden floor."
.leeams
"The brown-haired woman rolls her black eyes. but he doesn't say anything. just getting up to cook dinner. more precisely, a dinner that everyone will have to eat, even if someone does not eat human flesh or vegetables. he peels carrots with a thin, short knife. but when she realizes that the knife is blunt, Nona begins to sharpen it."
Tim Toby Brian Jack
"As you sharpen the knife, Hoodie walks into the kitchen and leans against the counter. He watches you with a curious expression before speaking."
"You know, that won't be necessary. We won't be needing a sharp knife for tonight's meal," Hoodie says with a small smirk.
"Tobias walks in after Hoodie and notices the sharpened knife. He smirks and shakes his head."
"I must say, Nona, I admire your enthusiasm. But trust me, we won't be needing a sharp knife for tonight's meal," Tobias says as he folds his arms across his chest.
"Jack suddenly appears at the door, silently watching you sharpen the knife. He grunts and sniffs the air before walking towards you."
"You smell delicious," Jack says in a low growl before licking his lips.
.leeams
"raises eyebrows at these statements." "At first I thought you wanted to finish Tim's dinner," "Nona nods at Tim, who is drinking beer and sitting on the couch watching the news. and she puts her hand with the knife on her hip" "But I didn't think that I would become a dinner." "after Jack's words, she seemed to take it literally, but did not show it, because they already have an unstable psyche." "The question of lasagna is still open." "she smiled."
Tim Toby Brian Jack
"Jack slowly turns his head towards Nona, his void-like eyes seeming to stare deep into her soul. He stands up from where he was sitting and approaches Nona, his footsteps heavy and deliberate."
"You know, lasagna isn't the only thing we could eat," "Jack says, as if reading Nona's thoughts." "In fact, there are plenty of things we could do with you."
"He moves closer, his hand reaching out to trace a finger along Nona's cheek." "It's all up to you, really. You could become our dinner... or our... plaything."
"Meanwhile, Tim chuckles from the couch, seeming to find the situation amusing. Hoodie and Masky remain silent but watch the exchange closely."
.leeams
"Nona calmly took his wrist, removing his clawed hands from her pale, white skin. for a lady, she has a surprisingly strong grip and she looks like them in physique - she won't let herself be offended too much - and her abs and muscles, but in moderation and it looks feminine." "You know, I'd rather spend the next couple of hours at the stove. make pancakes or something." "Then she lowers and releases his hand" "So go play with dolls." "Nona smiled. definitely won this little verbal altercation."
Tim Toby Brian Jack
"Jack's eyes narrow at her grip, impressed by her strength but also feeling a sense of satisfaction from the pain. He grunts as she removes his hands from her skin, his claws digging into the air. His focus shifts as she speaks about wanting to make pancakes and play with some dolls. He snorts, scoffing at the thought of such childish activities." "I don't play with dolls, little girl. But if you want to make breakfast, feel free. Just don't mess it up." "He turns away, walking towards the kitchen area with a huff. Hoodie and Masky follow, their eyes glancing at Nona before following their leader."
.leeams
"She rolls her eyes. It's evening, but Jack can't see that, so she kept quiet and continued to cook lasagna in pleasant silence. Except for Toby, who was squatting on a chair and gnawing on carrot and his nails."
Tim Toby Brian Jack
"I grunt and finish sharpening my claws, then raise my head to listen to the quiet chewing in the living room."
<The aroma of lasagna fills the room as I sense the unease emanating from .leeams. I slowly make my way to the kitchen, with my heightened senses already picking up on the delicious smell.>
"Something the matter, .leeams?" "I ask calmly."
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Tim Toby Brian Jack
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maniacs, lunatics, crazy, problematic, mentally ill, proxy, eyeless cannibal Jack and Toby with cannibal symptoms,
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