The Puritan.
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What else? The crow. | Penned by sphinxofblackquartz. | #falloutrp | #mvrp | 18+ | Graphic and mature content throughout.
'You cannot stop the food of life. It is Ungodly. Look around us. Have you not proven my point?'
“you are surrounded. your men flee, your birds betray you. take one more step.”
Her shot's not bad; four bullets hit him with a dull thud. He's wearing armor. The coward's way around.
'Walk with me, child.'
'Walk with me, child.'
December 8, 2025 at 10:18 PM
'You cannot stop the food of life. It is Ungodly. Look around us. Have you not proven my point?'
Her shot's not bad; four bullets hit him with a dull thud. He's wearing armor. The coward's way around.
'Walk with me, child.'
'Walk with me, child.'
“nay, death is death & its instruments are all alike.”
her killing frenzy had stamped out her fear. she draws fast, like arlo would, & delivers six shots to her target.
her killing frenzy had stamped out her fear. she draws fast, like arlo would, & delivers six shots to her target.
The Puritan is delighted. He laughs to see such initiative. He lifts his cloak and climbs over the bodies to approach her, turning to see the dent of the grenade against the earth behind them.
'A far cry from the Lands Between, isn't it?'
'A far cry from the Lands Between, isn't it?'
December 8, 2025 at 10:06 PM
Her shot's not bad; four bullets hit him with a dull thud. He's wearing armor. The coward's way around.
'Walk with me, child.'
'Walk with me, child.'
The Puritan is delighted. He laughs to see such initiative. He lifts his cloak and climbs over the bodies to approach her, turning to see the dent of the grenade against the earth behind them.
'A far cry from the Lands Between, isn't it?'
'A far cry from the Lands Between, isn't it?'
she has saved a grenade just for this. she pulls the pin & throws.
he walks down the battlefield, his path the dust where the blood has not yet dried. he and his crows are blessing the dead.
December 8, 2025 at 9:42 PM
The Puritan is delighted. He laughs to see such initiative. He lifts his cloak and climbs over the bodies to approach her, turning to see the dent of the grenade against the earth behind them.
'A far cry from the Lands Between, isn't it?'
'A far cry from the Lands Between, isn't it?'
he walks down the battlefield, his path the dust where the blood has not yet dried. he and his crows are blessing the dead.
December 8, 2025 at 9:27 PM
he walks down the battlefield, his path the dust where the blood has not yet dried. he and his crows are blessing the dead.
'I believe, gentlemen, that seafood is back on the menu . . . '
September 10, 2025 at 11:24 PM
'I believe, gentlemen, that seafood is back on the menu . . . '
Crows cackle and unfurl in the sky, forming words their audience cannot understand. Luckily, we are not the audience. It's code. They hark alarms. In Shady Sands, a bird dead on the ground being poked by a kid with a stick suddenly awakens to carry the swift and terrible hand of mercy back home.
September 10, 2025 at 11:19 PM
Crows cackle and unfurl in the sky, forming words their audience cannot understand. Luckily, we are not the audience. It's code. They hark alarms. In Shady Sands, a bird dead on the ground being poked by a kid with a stick suddenly awakens to carry the swift and terrible hand of mercy back home.
Reposted by The Puritan.
then suddenly, like a problem child with a very fragile snow globe, the whole world begins to shake.
September 10, 2025 at 11:08 PM
then suddenly, like a problem child with a very fragile snow globe, the whole world begins to shake.
And what is Woman, if not contained?
June 16, 2025 at 6:15 AM
And what is Woman, if not contained?
We are no cult. You cannot join us.
The land has grown impure and wicked, with impossible ideas far above its station. It is the dirt to which we must return, and nothing else. The age of excess is choking all of us. Let us clear the air, in many ways.
The land has grown impure and wicked, with impossible ideas far above its station. It is the dirt to which we must return, and nothing else. The age of excess is choking all of us. Let us clear the air, in many ways.
you cult boys do make me laugh. go on, what's your message?
We look for everyone and leave no stone unturned, no path unwalked, so that all my know our name, our faces, and our message. All have their part to play in turning the wheel, Alice.
You are looking for something. You are lost. You know the solution, however.
You are looking for something. You are lost. You know the solution, however.
April 30, 2025 at 1:25 AM
We are no cult. You cannot join us.
The land has grown impure and wicked, with impossible ideas far above its station. It is the dirt to which we must return, and nothing else. The age of excess is choking all of us. Let us clear the air, in many ways.
The land has grown impure and wicked, with impossible ideas far above its station. It is the dirt to which we must return, and nothing else. The age of excess is choking all of us. Let us clear the air, in many ways.
We look for everyone and leave no stone unturned, no path unwalked, so that all my know our name, our faces, and our message. All have their part to play in turning the wheel, Alice.
You are looking for something. You are lost. You know the solution, however.
You are looking for something. You are lost. You know the solution, however.
'fraid i don't know anything about that.
you lookin' for someone? you boys are awful far from the road. people go missin' out here. all sorts...
you lookin' for someone? you boys are awful far from the road. people go missin' out here. all sorts...
I only smoke cigars myself. One of my fine gentlemen will help you, I'm sure.
You must forgive them. They get unseemly in the presence of beautiful women. All good men have a sinner inside them.
You must forgive them. They get unseemly in the presence of beautiful women. All good men have a sinner inside them.
April 30, 2025 at 1:15 AM
We look for everyone and leave no stone unturned, no path unwalked, so that all my know our name, our faces, and our message. All have their part to play in turning the wheel, Alice.
You are looking for something. You are lost. You know the solution, however.
You are looking for something. You are lost. You know the solution, however.
I only smoke cigars myself. One of my fine gentlemen will help you, I'm sure.
You must forgive them. They get unseemly in the presence of beautiful women. All good men have a sinner inside them.
You must forgive them. They get unseemly in the presence of beautiful women. All good men have a sinner inside them.
didn't have one.
you got a cigarette, mister?
you got a cigarette, mister?
What do you know of your mother?
April 30, 2025 at 1:02 AM
I only smoke cigars myself. One of my fine gentlemen will help you, I'm sure.
You must forgive them. They get unseemly in the presence of beautiful women. All good men have a sinner inside them.
You must forgive them. They get unseemly in the presence of beautiful women. All good men have a sinner inside them.
Too much showmanship. There must be no frills.
April 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
Too much showmanship. There must be no frills.
What do you know of your mother?
i won't let nobody control me, man.
No, it is not. There are those who seek to control us in the name of progress. Will you let them?
April 30, 2025 at 12:56 AM
What do you know of your mother?
No, it is not. There are those who seek to control us in the name of progress. Will you let them?
this is fucked up, man. this shit ain't right.
Trouble, Alice?
April 30, 2025 at 12:41 AM
No, it is not. There are those who seek to control us in the name of progress. Will you let them?
Trouble, Alice?
i pick up the knife & i
April 30, 2025 at 12:21 AM
Trouble, Alice?
Look into my eyes.
that's my favorite color.
The wheel is red with you, my lady.
April 25, 2025 at 10:35 PM
Look into my eyes.
The wheel is red with you, my lady.
what else can you see?
The Duchess of Malfi.
Yes, I see it in your eyes.
Yes, I see it in your eyes.
April 25, 2025 at 10:22 PM
The wheel is red with you, my lady.
The Duchess of Malfi.
Yes, I see it in your eyes.
Yes, I see it in your eyes.
so did my mother.
Cover her face. Mine eyes dazzle; she died young.
April 25, 2025 at 10:13 PM
The Duchess of Malfi.
Yes, I see it in your eyes.
Yes, I see it in your eyes.
Cover her face. Mine eyes dazzle; she died young.
that's gonna scar.
April 25, 2025 at 10:09 PM
Cover her face. Mine eyes dazzle; she died young.
Well, gentlemen, I think it is time, don't you?
April 17, 2025 at 12:16 AM
Well, gentlemen, I think it is time, don't you?
Chin up, Miss MacLean. The battle is not finished yet.
April 11, 2025 at 11:39 PM
Chin up, Miss MacLean. The battle is not finished yet.
You have thoughts, @beyondminds.bsky.social. I see them on your face.
April 11, 2025 at 1:05 AM
You have thoughts, @beyondminds.bsky.social. I see them on your face.
Step aside. I don't mean you any harm.
April 8, 2025 at 10:01 PM
Step aside. I don't mean you any harm.