Wassup mother fuckers.
Kenzie in the house, hold your ovaries and hold your testicles.
Playing in the Attic ll @Tate
tate-langdonx:
Tate raised an eyebrow at her. “I am, and forever will be, devoted to those three men,” he said. “And if you play that pop bull shit, I’ll kill you all over again.” He smiled at her. “And Moira is one fine piece of ass when she’s not waltzing around like an old woman. I’d do her, if she let me and if I wanted to anymore.” Tate always had a thing for his mother’s old maid, but he never actually admitted it. Moira knew, and that’s all that really mattered. He would never get what he couldn’t have, and now that he had Sophia, he was content in the love department, both emotionally and physically.
He snorted. “Um, I don’t think so,” he replied on her remark about her dethroning him as Scrabble champion. “I am a master with words. I won my second grade spelling bee, for your information.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her. “A wager, aye? What are we talking about here?” Tate liked betting, although sometimes he got a little carried away. If I ever became an old man, by downfall would be the slots in Vegas, he always thought. He gave Kenzie her seven tiles and he picked seven random ones for himself.
“We’ll just see who’s chicken shit, Miss Woodrow,” he said playfully.
“You need to get a new obsession…” She pointed out as she pursed her lips and licked them, fiddling around with her fingers as she looked down.”Pssh, Langdon..” She rolled her eyes as he sort of threatened her. “You aren’t the only psycho around here..don’t forget that..” Snapping her fingers at him as she smirked, bursting out laughing as he said he would do Moira. “Dude! She’s like ancient! Young appearance or not…That’s like doing a really old lady..or wait..It is!” Shaking her head at him slowly as she collected her pieces from him. “So, how’s that whole Romeo and Juliet ex thing going? Is it going awkward or have you two buried the hatchet and shit…” Her eyebrow raising in curiosity as she stared at him for a while.
“The master with words? I heard you spelled Youtube wrong…” Snickering as she pointed at him. ‘Pus, times have changed and you’re still dressing as if you’re stuck in the 1970’s or something..” Giving him a smug smirk as she arranged her tiles trying to spell a word with them. “Yes..a wager..” Nodding her head as she bit her bottom lip. She tapped the side of her head as she had to think carefully about what she was going to bet him on. “I have no clue, so…I’ll be wagering my Kurt Cobain t-shirt..signed by Nirvana…you know all three of them…” She had a shirt signed by them, before Kurt died and everything, she didn’t really wear it. It was too big for her for one. “Sound good to you..make you a little closer to the Nirvana guys..”
(Source: kenzie-woodrowdgaf)
Playing in the Attic ll @Tate
tate-langdonx:
kenzie-woodrowdgaf:
“Oh shitballs!” Kenzie scrambled around as she fell off Beau’s bed, surprised from Tate. “Amigo, give a girl some warning before you do that Casper shit..” Holding the place where her heart was as she chuckled, obviously joking. “It’s not that hard to lure a pizza boy in this house with a few dozen pizzas..then again, this house isn’t empty on food..every damn family that tried to stay here left some..” Getting up off the floor as she sat back on Beau’s bed and stared at Tate. “What brings you to casa el Beau..shouldn’t you be..”
Her words trailing off as she made a circle with her forefinger and thumb, while she pushed one finger in and out, basically making the sex sign. “You know…Bow chicka wow wow! These house walls are like paper thin..I swear..” Having a disgusted face as she stood up. “Well, since you are here, you can fill my boredom..” Walking past him as she patted him on the shoulder and looked around. “Now..where is that Scrabble game..” Looking around as she squinted her eyes. “And I didn’t want the entire neighborhood here, this house is full enough..” Her words a bit mumbled as she pulled the Scrabble game out.
“DUN DUN NA NA!” Cheering loudly as she patted his back with the game box and walked past him again only to sit in the middle of the floor. “Come on, Langdon. I’ll let your ass win!” Giving him a toothy grin as she nodded her head to the music.
Tate rolled his eyes. “Well the music wasn’t exactly quiet, you know,” he said. “And you’re playing Nirvana, the best band to have ever graced the face of the planet. Of course I’m going to check it out who’s playing it and give them a firm handshake.” Kenzie was one of the more entertaining spirits of the house. She seemed content with death, and even though she disliked being stuck in the house for eternity, she made due with it.
He blushed when she mentioned that the walls were paper thin. Were he and Sophia really that loud? He almost wanted to laugh. He rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah, well, when you find someone to bang, we’ll see who’s talking,” he said, as she started searching for something to do. When she pulled out the Scrabble box, Tate’s face lit up. His favorite game. He loved playing it, and Kenzie was a blast to play with.
“You don’t have to let me win,” Tate said, pulling the board and velvet satchel of tiles out of the box. “I’ll win on my own. I am, after all, the Scrabble champion of this house.” He smiled at her with his bright white teeth.
“I almost forgot how homosexual you were for Nirvana. I’ll make sure to play some candy coated pop junk next time…That’s like your one weakness, right?” Nodding her head as she snapped her fingers. She noticed his blush, it made her smirk wider than she already was. “Yeah, you and Moira must really be some horny bastards..and she’s not even young, shit..” Scrunching up her face as she got the mental image of an old Moira having sex and shuddering. “Ew! Ugh! Oh my fucking balls..” Gagging a bit as she laughed.
“Trust me, I am not going to be doing the bed dance with anyone soon..” Chuckling quietly as she watched him set the game out for them. “You were the Champion, we are changing that today! Don’t go crying or anything when I win…Be a good sport about it…Would you like to make a friendly wager or some sort?” Her eyebrow cocking up as she didn’t know what she would wager to him, it depended on if he wanted to.
“I mean..Unless you are chicken shit..” Shrugging her shoulders high as she smiled lightly.
Playing in the Attic ll @Tate
tate-langdonx:
Tate could hear the familiar tune ringing throughout the house. That was his voice, his Kurt, the man he always aspired to be. He followed the sound of the music, looking up at the ceiling to see the attic door open just a bit, the loud beats drifting through the crack. The sound of boots stomping around in the attic made Tate raise an eyebrow; that certainly was not Beau.
He climbed the ladder into the dusty attic. It was there that he saw Mackenzie, or Kenzie as she liked to be called, dancing around the attic, strumming the riffs of the harsh punk beat. Tate wanted to burst out laughing, but bit his lip, knowing full well that she would probably beat him up if he did. She was a tough chick. Once the song changed to the calmer “Come As You Are”, Kenzie took refuge on Beau’s bed, pouting about the lack of entertainment the house has to offer. At this, Tate interjected.
“We’re dead, Kenzie,” he said, coming up from the shadows. “We can’t just order 42 pizzas and invite the entire neighborhood over here for drinks. Shit, I wish, but that’s out of our hands.”
“Oh shitballs!” Kenzie scrambled around as she fell off Beau’s bed, surprised from Tate. “Amigo, give a girl some warning before you do that Casper shit..” Holding the place where her heart was as she chuckled, obviously joking. “It’s not that hard to lure a pizza boy in this house with a few dozen pizzas..then again, this house isn’t empty on food..every damn family that tried to stay here left some..” Getting up off the floor as she sat back on Beau’s bed and stared at Tate. “What brings you to casa el Beau..shouldn’t you be..”
Her words trailing off as she made a circle with her forefinger and thumb, while she pushed one finger in and out, basically making the sex sign. “You know…Bow chicka wow wow! These house walls are like paper thin..I swear..” Having a disgusted face as she stood up. “Well, since you are here, you can fill my boredom..” Walking past him as she patted him on the shoulder and looked around. “Now..where is that Scrabble game..” Looking around as she squinted her eyes. “And I didn’t want the entire neighborhood here, this house is full enough..” Her words a bit mumbled as she pulled the Scrabble game out.
“DUN DUN NA NA!” Cheering loudly as she patted his back with the game box and walked past him again only to sit in the middle of the floor. “Come on, Langdon. I’ll let your ass win!” Giving him a toothy grin as she nodded her head to the music.
(Source: kenzie-woodrowdgaf)
I come from a long line of cats..
So this is Murder House
craig-hawthorne:
kenzie-woodrowdgaf:
craig-hawthorne:
I gotta say. I’m not impressed.
What did you expect Saw mixed with other gorey horror movies? Why..I never!
No, more like ouija boards and little ghostly Asian girls
Sorry bud, we don’t hoard any asians. No grudge bitch for you. And just who might you be, home-skillet?
However, we do got some ouija boards! That’s all the luck you can get for now.
So this is Murder House
craig-hawthorne:
I gotta say. I’m not impressed.
What did you expect Saw mixed with other gorey horror movies? Why..I never!
