[ SAY YOU WON'T LET GO | O. JOINING ]

[madster]

'terrible,' the canine spoke, which peaked malphas' interest. the medic was just finishing a meal when he heard the dog, and he turned around, looking at the dog with wide, crimson eyes. streaks of blood were painted across his face and his neutral, uncaring expression warped into one of sick pleasure. "i know, right? this place is a shithole," he grinned, his yellow teeth temporarily stained red. he licked his teeth and continued.

"anyways. what the hell are you doing- cause as much as this place is a shithole, it's still like, my shithole, and if you're here to intrude then get the fuck out." he stopped smiling as he spoke. fucking dogs, he thought. walking in like they owned the place.