Radio Wave .29365

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

So what the fuck am I to you?

My mom/role-model/friend/teammate/cookie-maker/protector/voice-of-reason/voice-of-“punch em’ in the dick.”  Need I go on?

thegirlwho-hatedmiracles:

(Source: queen-of-rotten-teeth, via dropthebassgrim-deactivated2013)

“Hey who wants to have a little chity-chat-mat-tack-rack-back-fack-nack?” Haf smiled, “Come on, I don’t bite…….unless you taste good that is.”

ragroadrash:

hafnium-honeybee:

ragroadrash:

hafnium-honeybee:

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

itsroguesunshine:

hafnium-honeybee:

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

“You cin find me some flour…. Or cake mix if’n we got any. Then you can sit yer sweet ass down and tell about the scoutin’ trip.” Death said, pulling out a large bowl and as many cookie sheet type items she could find.

Haf looked around, opening and closing everything that could contain something. She eventually found a small bag of flour and cake mix underneath a loose floorboard. Oh, that’s right SHE kept it there for safe keeping. She giggled lightly, handing both items to Death. She then sat on the small table they kept in the “kitchen” criss-cross applesauce style. Her mind was swimming with all the thoughts and things she could tell her, she didn’t know where to start. “What do you want to know first?”

Shiny looked up for the fire that she now had going in the bit, wondering what was taking those girls so long. She decided to check. She stood, dusted herself off, and moved back towards the shack. She burst into the kitchen with a cry of “HEYWHATTERYOUDOIN??” She giggled to herself, then, “What’s taking so long?”

“Makin’ you some sweets bitch!” Death declared as she tore open and envelope of cake mix and dumped into the bowl. “How’s the fire comin’ big boss WO-man?” 

Hafnium cringed at the sudden onslaught of noise to invade the small “kitchen”. Her ears still hadn’t completely healed from the water reserve incident. She held a light smirk on her face,that still had some dust and smoke caked on it from the “Big Boom” as she decided she would call it, and giggled, “Damn, and here I thought coming back to camp would mean relaxing it up a butt ton after almost dying in a firey explosion of fire.” She laughed, “Well it is good to know that at least SOME things never change.” She casually threw herself off the table, stumbling slightly once her boot-clad feet hit the ground. She turned, facing away from them, and began to walk outside. Throwing a peace sign over her shoulder, she yawned and said, “Well, I’m going to go see the stars.” She walked out, wrapping her arms around herself to protect from the cold, and sat down on a log near the fire. With a sigh, she streched out her arms to the warmth in much the same manner of a cat. She smiled and looked up, admiring the beauty of the gasious beings millions of years away from her. *Flashback* “Boo come here!” A little girl wearing a yellow, polka-dotted dress, pigtails, and a pair of big, brown glasses layed down in the front lawn of a simple, suburbian home. Her brown eyes stared in awe above her. Her thin, capped lips formed an O, and her brown hair had blades of grass and twig sticking out of it. A red-haired boy looking to be only a few years older than the girl walked out of the garage, grease stains on his hands. He smiled at the small girl, and giggled, “You’ll catch flies Lou. What are you looking at?” The girl sat up at the sound of her brother’s voice, “The stars Bobby! The stars!” “Yeah, what about them?” He sat next to the girl, looking up at the stars with a smirk plastered on his face. “They are so pretty!” The boy laughed at the girl’s wonder. “And? They are there every night, what makes tonight different?” The girl leaned her head on the boys shoulder and yawned, “You’re watching them with me…” The boy smiled down at her, “Come on, Lou, its time for bed.” He lifted the girl up, wrapping an arm around her petite shoulders as she protested against sleeping. The boy smirked playfully, “Last one in the house cleans the dishes tomorrow!” He shoved the tired girl, knocking her off her feet, and ran to the house laughing.  The girl stood, brushing the knees of her pants in a futile attempt to remove the grass stains, before running to the house, “Hey no fair! Wait up! Boo! Boo! Wait! Boo!” *End Flashback* “Boo…” 

Rag moves silently from the shadows, he has spent the night watching his sister from afar, waiting for the right moment to make his presence know to her. He watches Lou aka Haf. move across to yard to the fire and sits on a log. Careful not to make a single sound Rag tiptoes up behind her. Her back is to him so she can’t see him. As he nears her, he  realizes that she is stargazing, oh how he remembers the stargazing of his childhood. He and Lou would spend hours looking at the stars as kids and Rag had kept the tradition till this day. He changes his focus to her, my has she grown. No longer is she the defenseless sister he had now Lou had turned into a fledgling young woman, tough as nails just like her brother. Ha! He thinks to himself. He hears her whisper something “Boo…”, now that not a name he has heard in a long time. Rag summons all the inner strength he can and in his usual gruff he says “You need somthin’ Lou?”

Haf turned around so fast that she nearly fell off her seat. “Mother of sand!” She instinctively removed her sharps from her pocket, pointing them at the voice. She gasped, dropping them once she saw who owned it. Sure he was taller, but he had the same freckled face, the same red hair. “You?” She stood up with a smile plastered across her face. It had been so long, oh how she had missed her brother.  6 years. She lifted her arms as if to give him a hug.  6 years?  A look of confusion, of consideration, crossed her happy face as she lowered her arms.  6 years! She frowned and growled in anger. “You need somthin’ Lou?” She picked up her sharps, clenching her fists in anger. “I haven’t seen you in 6 years, and you think, for even a dirt licking second that “You need somthin’ Lou?” would suffice!” She took a step forward, grabbing his arms and shoving him. The skin on skin contact made it that much more real. ” 6 years! 5 of which I spent looking up and down the zones for your sorry ass! Yeah, that’s right I got out of there in less than a year no thanks to you!” She shoved him again, tears streaming down her face. “I asked eveyone I could find! I even thought of going back into the city, risking my hide, just to find you!” She grabbed his arms again, but didn’t shove him this time. In a voice barely above that of a whisper she said, “I-I thought you dead.” She leaned her head on his chest, silently sobbing, before standing up straight and wipping her nose on her sleeve while brushing past her long lost brother. She was halfway back to the shack when she turned back around, a fire in her eyes. “I tell you what Boo, I do need something. I need those 6 years back and filled with my brother!” She turned back around, but didn’t enter the structure before screeching out a hate filled, “And I need a fucking cookie!”

Rag, turning on his heel, simply walks back into the shack. He doesn’t blame his sister for acting the way he did. Six years is a HELL of a long time to be separated from your family. She has to know why though, ” Lou! Goddamn Lou! Eat your cookie and sit the fuck down, and don’t be so quick to judge. Let explain to you what the fuck happened after you got taken, and maybe you’ll under stand where i have been the last 6 years.” He rips a chair from the makeshif dinning set, and sits chest to back on it. “Look, After they took you I was THROWN from the city, left to rot, i joined the killjoys and after six months left. They weren’t the same group they are now. I the left the Zones completely, I believed that you were some puppet of BL/ind. or dead for fuck sakes, I mean shit. Anyway for the past 5 years i have been living on the east coast, there is prosperity there, still places like we remember from long ago, places that have gone untouched by war ad tragedy. I even found love…until she died. After she Gina died i vowed to find you and take you back, dead or alive, and to take revenge on BL/ind. I came back, fucked myself up hard, and was taken in by your wonderful friends, I wouldn’t be walking if it wasn’t for Death. When i found out you were not only alive, and a killjoy, but in this group i was beyond words all i wanted to do was see you.” Rag looks into Haf’s shocked eyes, who is now sitting across the table from him cookie in mouth. “Enough of this anger and sorrow about the past, leave it in the past, I AM HEAR NOW and that is all that matters, Its time You and I start living for a better tomorrow, like mom and dad would have wanted.”

Haf stared down at the floor, cookie in her mouth, listening to what he was saying, but not responding. She suddenly felt like a caged animal, unable to breathe. She silently got up from her seat, grabbed another cookie, and gave Death and Shiny a common look that said, “I don’t want to be followed.” She, then dashed past her brother to the door, not looking back. She ran until the cold and wind made her eyes water, but she didn’t look back. She need space, she needed time. She stopped running eventually finding herself on a cliff overlooking the camp. She turned, searching for something to take her pent up emotions out on. She saw a rattler just a few steps away from her, and raised her foot to crush its puny head, but stopped herself. She didn’t know what kind of life this poor snake lived. Who was she to decide whether or not it could live. She kicked a rock close by with all the force she could muster, and screamed in agony. She turned to the stars, the only thing she had in replacement of her brother all these years. “Why?! After all these years I finally get him back?! WHY?!” She screamed at the top of her lungs, different profanities to the sky. She stopped, collapsing to the ground, tears hitting the ground in a constant stream, “Damnit…” She picked up a nearby rock chucking it as far from herself as she could. “First Jack…………now this.” She layed down, digging a small hole into the dirt beside her. She had spent too many years learning from the best how to keep everyone out, how to be alone even amoungst others. She was taught how to live uncaring of others, now she couldn’t even bring herself to kill a stupid rattler. “Damnit…” She flipped over, staring up at the stars again. A single tear rolled down her cheek, and she whispered for only the wind to hear, “What is happening to me?”

ragroadrash:

hafnium-honeybee:

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

itsroguesunshine:

hafnium-honeybee:

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

“You cin find me some flour…. Or cake mix if’n we got any. Then you can sit yer sweet ass down and tell about the scoutin’ trip.” Death said, pulling out a large bowl and as many cookie sheet type items she could find.

Haf looked around, opening and closing everything that could contain something. She eventually found a small bag of flour and cake mix underneath a loose floorboard. Oh, that’s right SHE kept it there for safe keeping. She giggled lightly, handing both items to Death. She then sat on the small table they kept in the “kitchen” criss-cross applesauce style. Her mind was swimming with all the thoughts and things she could tell her, she didn’t know where to start. “What do you want to know first?”

Shiny looked up for the fire that she now had going in the bit, wondering what was taking those girls so long. She decided to check. She stood, dusted herself off, and moved back towards the shack. She burst into the kitchen with a cry of “HEYWHATTERYOUDOIN??” She giggled to herself, then, “What’s taking so long?”

“Makin’ you some sweets bitch!” Death declared as she tore open and envelope of cake mix and dumped into the bowl. “How’s the fire comin’ big boss WO-man?” 

Hafnium cringed at the sudden onslaught of noise to invade the small “kitchen”. Her ears still hadn’t completely healed from the water reserve incident. She held a light smirk on her face,that still had some dust and smoke caked on it from the “Big Boom” as she decided she would call it, and giggled, “Damn, and here I thought coming back to camp would mean relaxing it up a butt ton after almost dying in a firey explosion of fire.” She laughed, “Well it is good to know that at least SOME things never change.” She casually threw herself off the table, stumbling slightly once her boot-clad feet hit the ground. She turned, facing away from them, and began to walk outside. Throwing a peace sign over her shoulder, she yawned and said, “Well, I’m going to go see the stars.” She walked out, wrapping her arms around herself to protect from the cold, and sat down on a log near the fire. With a sigh, she streched out her arms to the warmth in much the same manner of a cat. She smiled and looked up, admiring the beauty of the gasious beings millions of years away from her. *Flashback* “Boo come here!” A little girl wearing a yellow, polka-dotted dress, pigtails, and a pair of big, brown glasses layed down in the front lawn of a simple, suburbian home. Her brown eyes stared in awe above her. Her thin, capped lips formed an O, and her brown hair had blades of grass and twig sticking out of it. A red-haired boy looking to be only a few years older than the girl walked out of the garage, grease stains on his hands. He smiled at the small girl, and giggled, “You’ll catch flies Lou. What are you looking at?” The girl sat up at the sound of her brother’s voice, “The stars Bobby! The stars!” “Yeah, what about them?” He sat next to the girl, looking up at the stars with a smirk plastered on his face. “They are so pretty!” The boy laughed at the girl’s wonder. “And? They are there every night, what makes tonight different?” The girl leaned her head on the boys shoulder and yawned, “You’re watching them with me…” The boy smiled down at her, “Come on, Lou, its time for bed.” He lifted the girl up, wrapping an arm around her petite shoulders as she protested against sleeping. The boy smirked playfully, “Last one in the house cleans the dishes tomorrow!” He shoved the tired girl, knocking her off her feet, and ran to the house laughing.  The girl stood, brushing the knees of her pants in a futile attempt to remove the grass stains, before running to the house, “Hey no fair! Wait up! Boo! Boo! Wait! Boo!” *End Flashback* “Boo…” 

Rag moves silently from the shadows, he has spent the night watching his sister from afar, waiting for the right moment to make his presence know to her. He watches Lou aka Haf. move across to yard to the fire and sits on a log. Careful not to make a single sound Rag tiptoes up behind her. Her back is to him so she can’t see him. As he nears her, he  realizes that she is stargazing, oh how he remembers the stargazing of his childhood. He and Lou would spend hours looking at the stars as kids and Rag had kept the tradition till this day. He changes his focus to her, my has she grown. No longer is she the defenseless sister he had now Lou had turned into a fledgling young woman, tough as nails just like her brother. Ha! He thinks to himself. He hears her whisper something “Boo…”, now that not a name he has heard in a long time. Rag summons all the inner strength he can and in his usual gruff he says “You need somthin’ Lou?”

Haf turned around so fast that she nearly fell off her seat. “Mother of sand!” She instinctively removed her sharps from her pocket, pointing them at the voice. She gasped, dropping them once she saw who owned it. Sure he was taller, but he had the same freckled face, the same red hair. “You?” She stood up with a smile plastered across her face. It had been so long, oh how she had missed her brother.  6 years. She lifted her arms as if to give him a hug.  6 years?  A look of confusion, of consideration, crossed her happy face as she lowered her arms.  6 years! She frowned and growled in anger. “You need somthin’ Lou?” She picked up her sharps, clenching her fists in anger. “I haven’t seen you in 6 years, and you think, for even a dirt licking second that “You need somthin’ Lou?” would suffice!” She took a step forward, grabbing his arms and shoving him. The skin on skin contact made it that much more real. ” 6 years! 5 of which I spent looking up and down the zones for your sorry ass! Yeah, that’s right I got out of there in less than a year no thanks to you!” She shoved him again, tears streaming down her face. “I asked eveyone I could find! I even thought of going back into the city, risking my hide, just to find you!” She grabbed his arms again, but didn’t shove him this time. In a voice barely above that of a whisper she said, “I-I thought you dead.” She leaned her head on his chest, silently sobbing, before standing up straight and wipping her nose on her sleeve while brushing past her long lost brother. She was halfway back to the shack when she turned back around, a fire in her eyes. “I tell you what Boo, I do need something. I need those 6 years back and filled with my brother!” She turned back around, but didn’t enter the structure before screeching out a hate filled, “And I need a fucking cookie!”

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

itsroguesunshine:

hafnium-honeybee:

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

“You cin find me some flour…. Or cake mix if’n we got any. Then you can sit yer sweet ass down and tell about the scoutin’ trip.” Death said, pulling out a large bowl and as many cookie sheet type items she could find.

Haf looked around, opening and closing everything that could contain something. She eventually found a small bag of flour and cake mix underneath a loose floorboard. Oh, that’s right SHE kept it there for safe keeping. She giggled lightly, handing both items to Death. She then sat on the small table they kept in the “kitchen” criss-cross applesauce style. Her mind was swimming with all the thoughts and things she could tell her, she didn’t know where to start. “What do you want to know first?”

Shiny looked up for the fire that she now had going in the bit, wondering what was taking those girls so long. She decided to check. She stood, dusted herself off, and moved back towards the shack. She burst into the kitchen with a cry of “HEYWHATTERYOUDOIN??” She giggled to herself, then, “What’s taking so long?”

“Makin’ you some sweets bitch!” Death declared as she tore open and envelope of cake mix and dumped into the bowl. “How’s the fire comin’ big boss WO-man?” 

Hafnium cringed at the sudden onslaught of noise to invade the small “kitchen”. Her ears still hadn’t completely healed from the water reserve incident. She held a light smirk on her face,that still had some dust and smoke caked on it from the “Big Boom” as she decided she would call it, and giggled, “Damn, and here I thought coming back to camp would mean relaxing it up a butt ton after almost dying in a firey explosion of fire.” She laughed, “Well it is good to know that at least SOME things never change.” She casually threw herself off the table, stumbling slightly once her boot-clad feet hit the ground. She turned, facing away from them, and began to walk outside. Throwing a peace sign over her shoulder, she yawned and said, “Well, I’m going to go see the stars.” She walked out, wrapping her arms around herself to protect from the cold, and sat down on a log near the fire. With a sigh, she streched out her arms to the warmth in much the same manner of a cat. She smiled and looked up, admiring the beauty of the gasious beings millions of years away from her. *Flashback* “Boo come here!” A little girl wearing a yellow, polka-dotted dress, pigtails, and a pair of big, brown glasses layed down in the front lawn of a simple, suburbian home. Her brown eyes stared in awe above her. Her thin, capped lips formed an O, and her brown hair had blades of grass and twig sticking out of it. A red-haired boy looking to be only a few years older than the girl walked out of the garage, grease stains on his hands. He smiled at the small girl, and giggled, “You’ll catch flies Lou. What are you looking at?” The girl sat up at the sound of her brother’s voice, “The stars Bobby! The stars!” “Yeah, what about them?” He sat next to the girl, looking up at the stars with a smirk plastered on his face. “They are so pretty!” The boy laughed at the girl’s wonder. “And? They are there every night, what makes tonight different?” The girl leaned her head on the boys shoulder and yawned, “You’re watching them with me…” The boy smiled down at her, “Come on, Lou, its time for bed.” He lifted the girl up, wrapping an arm around her petite shoulders as she protested against sleeping. The boy smirked playfully, “Last one in the house cleans the dishes tomorrow!” He shoved the tired girl, knocking her off her feet, and ran to the house laughing.  The girl stood, brushing the knees of her pants in a futile attempt to remove the grass stains, before running to the house, “Hey no fair! Wait up! Boo! Boo! Wait! Boo!” *End Flashback* “Boo…” 

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

hafnium-honeybee:

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

itsroguesunshine:

hafnium-honeybee:

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

Death shot Shiny a “shut up, this ain’t funny look” and turned back to Haf. “Honestly doll, I wouldn’t have said anythin’ if I wasn’t sure. I have a really good feeling about this.” She took a tentative closer to her friend, placed a hand on each shoulder and looked her dead in the eyes. “All you have to do is talk to him,” she said in a calm and quiet voice (which is only ever possible when she was talking to someone she cared about) “You don’t have to do it now. We can let you rest. If you want, you and I can take a nap together. Better yet, I’ll make cookies. Some crazy guy I met stole a bag of chocolate chips and gave ‘em to me… We can do this on your terms.”

It took her a fair amount of time to respond due to her thoughts going a mile a minute, but she eventually found reason enough in herself to nod in a yes fashion, telling Death that she had understood. She, then smiled a bit, “Cookies sound oiltastic, but I’m not in the right shift to nap right now. I have too much on my thinker.” She turned to Shiny and then looked back at Death, “I’d really like to have a bit of fire side chat. Trade stories, ya know. I’ve been gone for a bit, and I’d like to know what all ya’ll has been up to.”

“Sounds right good ta me, girly!” She moved towards the exit of the tent so she could start a fire in the fire pit. She turned to Death, “Do ya have any dried leaves left for a brew?” she asked.

“Been savin ‘em for a rainy day.” She rushed off to grab the tea leaves, and she came back right quick. “Hope their alright still,” the ladyjoy said as she handed them to her officer in command. “I’m gonna make them cookies now.” The Kid rushed off the kitchen and began the wondrous process of making delicious sweets with science!

Haf smiled, following Death to supervise in the making of the treats of cookie goodness. Nothing seems to have changed much, but me. “Anything I can do to help?”

“You cin find me some flour…. Or cake mix if’n we got any. Then you can sit yer sweet ass down and tell about the scoutin’ trip.” Death said, pulling out a large bowl and as many cookie sheet type items she could find.

Haf looked around, opening and closing everything that could contain something. She eventually found a small bag of flour and cake mix underneath a loose floorboard. Oh, that’s right SHE kept it there for safe keeping. She giggled lightly, handing both items to Death. She then sat on the small table they kept in the “kitchen” criss-cross applesauce style. Her mind was swimming with all the thoughts and things she could tell her, she didn’t know where to start. “What do you want to know first?”

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

itsroguesunshine:

hafnium-honeybee:

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

Death shot Shiny a “shut up, this ain’t funny look” and turned back to Haf. “Honestly doll, I wouldn’t have said anythin’ if I wasn’t sure. I have a really good feeling about this.” She took a tentative closer to her friend, placed a hand on each shoulder and looked her dead in the eyes. “All you have to do is talk to him,” she said in a calm and quiet voice (which is only ever possible when she was talking to someone she cared about) “You don’t have to do it now. We can let you rest. If you want, you and I can take a nap together. Better yet, I’ll make cookies. Some crazy guy I met stole a bag of chocolate chips and gave ‘em to me… We can do this on your terms.”

It took her a fair amount of time to respond due to her thoughts going a mile a minute, but she eventually found reason enough in herself to nod in a yes fashion, telling Death that she had understood. She, then smiled a bit, “Cookies sound oiltastic, but I’m not in the right shift to nap right now. I have too much on my thinker.” She turned to Shiny and then looked back at Death, “I’d really like to have a bit of fire side chat. Trade stories, ya know. I’ve been gone for a bit, and I’d like to know what all ya’ll has been up to.”

“Sounds right good ta me, girly!” She moved towards the exit of the tent so she could start a fire in the fire pit. She turned to Death, “Do ya have any dried leaves left for a brew?” she asked.

“Been savin ‘em for a rainy day.” She rushed off to grab the tea leaves, and she came back right quick. “Hope their alright still,” the ladyjoy said as she handed them to her officer in command. “I’m gonna make them cookies now.” The Kid rushed off the kitchen and began the wondrous process of making delicious sweets with science!

Haf smiled, following Death to supervise in the making of the treats of cookie goodness. Nothing seems to have changed much, but me. “Anything I can do to help?”