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[shininglions-a]

a post-realm funfact abt miss min: she keeps a baseball bat next to her bed at all times, just incase any of the killers try and pay her a visit for ‘ol times sake or w/e.

#* && OOC #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #thinking abt post realm min on this day.................. she's doing her best ok #min vc: /batter up motherfucker/-- #asdfghjkl

[shininglions-a]

Thank God this job comes with a lot of perks. When you're stuck with a bunch of punks who don't wanna work. 'Cause we all got chores, let's do a little more please. I feel like a single mother - call me Mrs. Voorhees. Used to hide, now I thrive as a fighter. Destiny's Child - I ' m a S u r v i v o r.

@coulrophcbia /// random asks, always accepting!

* even death is no escape .  “ yo psycho, you don't scare me! “  * when i'm done i'll wipe your blood off my blade . “ well, at least you're sanitary... “  * i'll take all your friends to their graves . “ pssh, they're used to getting carried! “  * forever here with me you'll stay . “ how sweet, does that mean we'll get married? “

#* && OOC #* && DASH COMM #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #song time! funfact a lot of min's sassiness was based off this lil section lmao #coulrophcbia

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mxthermxyi​:

Anna had not thought of doing much this day. Not having been called for a trial she sits outside her home which starts to fill with snow as it drifts down from the clouds above. Sharpening her axe with a stone to ensure it’s blade doesn’t dull.

'brrrrr...!', min shivers against the icy wind, pulling her oversized jacket around herself a bit tighter as her feet shift through the fresh snow. her destination? the small cottage in the middle of the red forest, she hugs a well-stocked medkit, a thank you gift for it's rather menacing resident. 👾

(in the trials, the killers must end up hurt sometimes too, right?) she sighs, she can't believe she's really doing this. now a few good paces from the house, the survivor simply waits to be noticed, staying quiet. 👾

once min does catch the huntresses eye, she pauses, before setting the medkit on the ground, taking a few steps back. it's obvious she was still a little wary. 👾

#* && IC #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #v02 * ( game - canon ) c'mon team‚ it’s a four-on-one‚ so until you stop breathing: you’re not done! #hiiiiiii hope this is ok! <3 this takes place after our other thread! #she wanted to say thank u so she comes bearing a gift y'know

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i offer u all. some old art i did of min! <3 tfw ur match is taking 5ever to load in

#* && OOC #* && MUN'S ART #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #i need to draw s/t new soon but. anyway do u care her? <3

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spitting blood, missing teeth, the determined girl still smiles, wide: " oh, don't worry about me, if the world's taught me anything, it's that i can take a punch! " 👾

#* && IC #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #just a general lil ic thing... u can reply if yall want tho! its just a ref to #a old gifset i remember but can't find right now. it's mincore tho okay

[shininglions-a]

hey gang, i threw together a quick interest tracker for our fave gamer gal, i’m gonna make one for suzie too, but that’s for another time. anyway, :jazzhands:

#* && OOC #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #answer if u dare! bc if u do u'll be stuck w/ me and min 5ever <3 asdfghjkl

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mxthermxyi​:

@shininglions​ entered Mother’s Dwelling

Always with these ones she felt conflicted to kill. Hunting down the small children she would think to take care of an nurture now must be sacrificed in such a ritual not unfamiliar to the large woman. Yet it didn’t make it any easier to know such an act must be done and if anything made Anna feel an unnatural sadness sweep over her. Which is why she stood still while her blackened eyes stare at her.

Instinct demanded she reach for a hatchet and throw it, continue the hunt, the beast must be fed; but a much stronger feeling blossomed within her. Something that Anna knew very little of in her life of endless trials and murder.

Mercy. Was she about to grant it to her? This was a trial after all and anna knew more than many with her indefinite time being here what happens to those who displease the Entity. Still, she couldn’t bring herself to throw the hatchet or swing her axe. Not this time.

min lays unceremoniously sprawled out, stomach up on the foggy forest floor, bloody and tired: she shivers as rainwater pelts her body, left with only tears to warm her cheeks. she hated it, this feeling of helplessness, unable to do anything but watch as the masked woman looms over her, weapon in hand. 👾

there was nothing to be done, it seemed: the deep hum of the hatch nearby brought no comfort, only serving as a reminder that she was alone. when the killer froze up, hesitated, the survivor’s first thoughts were not of mercy, but of a predator, simply playing with their food. 👾

" co-come on, what are you waiting for!? " clearly frustrated, min's voice breaks, coughing, “ just do it already, stop messing around! “ 👾

#* && IC #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #v02 * ( game - canon ) c'mon team‚ it’s a four-on-one‚ so until you stop breathing: you’re not done! #shes fine. it's fine. asdfghjkl #mxthermxyi

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floridhook​:

❛  I  feel  like  a  discounted  rack  of  ribs  in  a  butcher’s  shop.  Would  we  still  be  friends?  if  I  was  a  discounted  rack  of  ribs,  Feng?  You  wouldn’t  eat  me,  would  you?  ❜  He’s  pulling  her  leg,  grunting  in  pain  as  she  heaves  him  off  the  hook,  trying  his  best  not  to  topple  her  to  the  ground  in  his  state  of  utter  delireum.  Bloodloss  tends  to  do  that,  and  he’d  been  on  the  ground  quite  a  while,  a  certain  killer  nervous  of  getting  a  stabbing  for  their  efforts,  a  trick  he  picked  up  from  Missus  Strode.

min grunts with effort, allowing the much taller, and bulkier man to momentarily rest at her side, wrapping an arm around his waist. huffing hair from her face, she lets out a shaky laugh, and responds. 👾

" oh, i would SO eat you, are you kidding? with a side of mash potatoes, some greens, the whole works, my man. " she teases, a little breathless, but just as sarcastic as usual. absentmindedly, she fumbles with her medkit a bit, trying to get them both situated. 👾  

" okay, me making myself hungry aside, shut up, will you? let's get you healed up, leadhead. you're not done yet, you hear me? " she says, glancing over her shoulder, straining her ears for any hint of trouble: rustling grass, shifting corn, a beating heart. 👾

#* && IC #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #v02 * ( game - canon ) c'mon team‚ it’s a four-on-one‚ so until you stop breathing: you’re not done! #leadhead (affectionate) #i care them sm already are u kidding <3 #floridhook

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trcubleinred​:

     Oh, there she is. Just the girl Claire wanted to see. She’ll ignore the nickname for now because she’s looking for fuckin’ answers. Ghostface has her about thirty different types of confused.           “What the fuck is Ghostie trying to say to me?”

min can’t help but snort, the situation at hand is just so damn ridiculous... she’s half-tempted to keep up the joke, just confuse the other further, but. nah, claire's leg has been pulled enough. 👾  

“ okay, so, like... ugh, okay. hold on. “ the survivor pauses, rubbing the back of her neck as she searches for the right words, ones that she’d understand. 👾  

“ i mean, it’s a stream thing, obviously. and, uh. ‘pogchamp’ generally expresses excitement, or happiness, or whatever. “  “ so, the ‘pogchamp in the chat’ thing is just, ‘get hyped up’, basically. he’s just being stupid, i mean, as usual i guess. “ 👾

#* && IC #* && DASH COMM #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #min vc: can't believe this is my life rn </3 #asdfghjkl she's legit trying to help tho so. #trcubleinred

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trcubleinred​:

     “Has anyone seen Feng Min? I’ve got a real serious question…”

min quietly sighs, rolling her eyes in amusement, she’s fairly certain where this is going, after all. setting a hand on her swayed hip, she quirks a brow. “ oh, yeah? well, hit me. what’s your oh-so-serious question, clairebear? “ she asks, nickname dripping with sarcasm, (just a little friendly teasing). 👾

#* && IC #* && DASH COMM #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #ASDFGHJKL HIIIIIII I HOPE THIS WAS OK TO REPLY TO #min vc (sighing loudly): oh for fucks sake danny.................. #trcubleinred

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"Your finger in my cigar box is getting stale. I need a. replacement."

@coulrophcbia /// random asks, always accepting!

a momentary impasse between killer and survivor, cat and mouse, a pallet stands between them. min's head is still spinning from the clown's tonic, well, that and the blood loss. sweat beads up on the back of her neck, hand clamped tightly over her bloody side as she shakily attempts to catch her breath before they continue. 👾

when sleazy words gurgle from that filthy mouth of his, min can't help but pull a face, an disgusted 'ugh!' following, under her breath. blood still in her teeth, she spits, " oh yeah, big guy...? well, i got a finger for you right here. " with that, she juts out her middle finger. 👾

#* && IC #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #v02 * ( game - canon ) c'mon team‚ it’s a four-on-one‚ so until you stop breathing: you’re not done! #this is like. 98% of the reason she wanted to shove him in the well btw lmao #ANYWAY SHE RLLY IS JUST. LIKE THAT AND I APOLOGIZE ASDFGHJKL #coulrophcbia

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there’s a pause, a beat of silence, before-- “ that’s it, i’m shoving his saggy old ass in the well. “ (and she sounds quite determined, too.) 

#* && IC #* && DASH COMM #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #ASDFGHJKL I'M SORRY I GUESS ITS BULLY THE CLOWN TIME #min vc: he's abt as bloated as a water-logged corpse so. like. might as well

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sneaking footsteps, voice kept quiet, " so, uh... " min clicks her tongue, a bit of mischievousness to her smile as he continues. “ how’s it hanging, budd? “ the smaller survivor jokes as she stands, reaching up for the other, lifting them up off the hook. 👾

#* && IC #* && OPEN STARTER #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #have a sillier open starter too........... for survs again whoops #i'll make one for killers next time i prommy i care yall okay <3 #anyway min thinks shes soooooooooo funny besties asdfghjkl #gotta find humor somewhere amirite

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min vc: trauma?–ohhhhh, u mean the reason i’m fucking hilarious? the other surv, exasperated: n. no,

#* && OOC #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #min vc: *gasp!* are u saying i'm NOT funny? y'know how that hurts more then #min vc: the stab wound </3 </3 </3 #the other surv vc: omg just stay still 🙄 #she has many braincells but also none at the same time and i love that 4 her #just. finger gun and make jokes through the pain(tm) its fine its fine asdfghjkl

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this is a silly thought, but. y’know the big snowmen from the bone chill event? the first time min saw one her first thought was, ofc, ‘what the fuck’. but that was then immediately followed up by  ‘i’m going to scare the shit out of dwight with one of these.’ 

#* && OOC #* && TBD #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #SHES SO MEAN AND FOR WHAT </3 i'm sorry dwight she thinks it's funny

[shininglions-a]

creaking gears and sparking wires, the generator is just beginning to stir, machinery coming to life at her fingertips. ‘just a little longer’, min thinks with a quiet sigh, and though her heart beats slow and steady, her gaze quickly scans their surroundings, just in case. 👾

eventually her gaze settles on her fellow survivor, and her brows absentmindedly furrow, “ hey, didn’t your mommy ever teach you it’s rude to stare? what, is there something on my face? “ she prods, already bristling, but, oh, there actually was! she must’ve wiped motor oil onto her cheek by accident, hmmm. what to do? 👾   

#* && IC #* && OPEN STARTER #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #v02 * ( game - canon ) c'mon team‚ it’s a four-on-one‚ so until you stop breathing: you’re not done! #i pose dramatically... a lil starter for my fellow survivor besties <3 wuv yall #local gen jockey says: if she never had 2 smell motor oil again it'll still be too #soon </3 but yeah. u can try and wipe it off but i can't promise she won't try #and bite you lmao (she'll be grumpily appreciative once she realizes tho)

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@ all the killers. that’s it, send tweet, thanks for coming to the tedtalk--

#* && IC #* && CRACK #* && FOCUSED /// COMPETITOR : ( FENG MIN / SELF . ) #i legit made this icon just 4 the bit i doubt i'll ever need it again but asdfghjkl #i thought it was funnie ok! she's just Like That(tm) i'm sorry yall............... <3