#but jesus hot sauce christmas cake

[piastrinorris]

back at work at what cost. it continues to test me. pls send help. preferably a shovel with which to hit me over the head and get it all over with

[taylorshope]

Honestly Mike is by far the most quotable Until Dawn character. Icon

[talesfromthecrypts]

Apologizing in advance for stalking your 'Until Dawn' tag.

Never apologize for liking Until Dawn, my best friend Until Dawn. Life changing, show stopping, never repeated, moment of all time.

[muutosarchive]

finally played thru the quarry and i have #complaints.

way too easy with the QTE &. don't breathe mechanics. way too easy to have everyone live. it's super clear &. they give you so much time. with the slide of the joystick it takes all the tension out. i only killed mrs. brenda song bc i had bad aim &. nick. emma got bit but i killed silas so she was fine. i thought the story was good and i loved jacob but he didn't do anything in the story and it was super lame? also emma was alright, but i loved travis hackett and obsessed w. laura kearney. she's the only character i would have considered writing. other than the design of the werewolves i had issues with the main buildings in until dawn AND the quarry being 'the lodge' -- &. then there's the mine comparison between the two. i liked the podcast thing but it was super tedious, and the fortune teller 'doctor hill' segments are a lot less effective. also if you explore it's almost impossible to miss evidence &. dumbs it down a lot.

there's also a lot less game play, i hate the lack of timed responses / having unlimited time to choose a response . . . and the tarot cards were also way easier than the totems in until dawn. it was just so much easier in every way and UD is already an easy game. but i was always so much more stressed doing QTE events in UD. it felt like there were stakes.

in my first play through of UD, only mike and sam and emily survived i'm pretty sure. &. like, i purposefully killed most of the hackett family and silas bc i didn't care about the hag, but other than that? i only killed two of the main cast and i also purposefully shot nick knowing it was him. idk? the locations were really linear &. boring too, compared to the mine &. the lodge, & the asylum.

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@hiddenstarters || Open Starter 

“You know, one day I am just living my life in peace. Thinking that I came to Washington D.C to work for the president or whatever. Then it hits me, like someone bitch slapped me because I owe them money. Now I remember everything about my past and I realize that I shouldn’t even be alive. Wonderful, huh?” Mike sighed. ‘Ugh, I need cake.”

[eightypercentjack-blog]

I never watched Agents of Shield.

He's Jesus Hot Sauce Christmas Cake boy to me 😄

[darkstarsrise]

mike munroe

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[childrenofslumber]

every second of the day.

[thevulturesquadron]

Until Dawn was a fantastic game and a whole level up in the way people interact with the horror genre, but in my heart, it will always remain famous for giving us memorable lines like:

‘Fuck Nuggets!’

‘Jesus hot sauce Christmas cake’

And let’s not forget the classic ‘Understand the palm of my hand, bitch!’

They kinda defined a generation and I am happy that with the remake they get to live on.

[darkstarsrise]

✧˖*°࿐ Well, he sure as hell wasn't going to admit it, not with his waning painkillers losing the power to have him spill his guts to her, but just having that thing out in the air between them as some plan for the future felt like something big, something important. It was a promise that they weren't just going to soak up each other's company in the hospital because they were scared and hurting and alone. It wasn't a fluke, and there wouldn't be heartache all over again later for it being gone just because they'd recovered and gone back to the fuss of life. Even if he didn't like the poetry thing, it'd be worth it for that.

ㅤ"Don't worry, I will. Gotta make sure you're friends," he told her easily, not at all worried about it. Frankly, the fact that Wolfie was fine laying in the same bed as her was a good sign right away, because Mike had certainly had some trouble initially in getting the dog (totally just a dog, he was sticking to that story with the cops hovering and nurses giving him looks) to let anyone near them without growing and looking menacing, which was obviously a problem when Mike himself was going to have to go into surgery. One of the nurses said that some cop, a suit guy instead of a uniform, had bribed him to chill out a little with food, but if Mike had met the guy, he didn't remember it. The point stood that Wolfie was clearly okay enough with Sam, so making friends was next.

ㅤIn all honesty, they were both probably a little stupid because the wolf was literally laying across Mike's feet, which meant that he was right there by Sam, too. They were going to be fine. Her trying to stretch her muscles out really just sold that point because even if she wasn't sore and uncomfortable just from injury, it wasn't like there was a lot of space without pushing her feet right into the dog's furry body. "What? That I'm way more than 50% pain? C'mon, not like you needed me to say it," he told her, because they both had to know it. He could tell that she was in pain, so he had no doubt that she had him figured out. He'd considered trying to roll onto his side to give her more space to stretch and realized with little more than tensing some muscles that something in his torso was absolutely not into that - ribs, he thought. He needed another round of meds, but if he did, he was going to pass out again even if they didn't make Sam leave, and he wasn't rushing to do that.

ㅤ"You do have pretty big feet for how small you are, and you probably smelled like pond water, so maybe you are a bigfoot," he offered, like that was a concession to her 'feelings of steel' or something, but they were both clearly fading a little - just tired, or thinking. There was a lot to think about and not a lot of energy for doing it, so the teasing came easier, even if that was getting strained as the moments ticked past. His head and ribs and so many other injuries were starting to ache and throb, burns from at least three explosions (was it actually four? or five? there had been so many) and the damn monster coming in the door after him on fire after chasing him from the sanatorium, but his hand felt like it was the thing that was actually on fire. It had hurt a lot worse getting the fingers caught and removing them to free himself, but the pain of the rest of the night had faded into something manageable in the cold and panic. Now it was like it was all coming back with a vengeance. "Swamp Thing was always pretty badass, I'll take it. I look alright in green."

ㅤHe paused, releasing a long, tight breath and putting on a strained kinda smile. "If they kick you out when they check in, you'll come back, right?"

−−−¨༺ Eyebrows furrowed as she looked at her friend. The tone of surprise caught her off guard. "Yeah?" Truthfully, Mike didn't seem anything like a poetry guy. And Sam tended to be on the crunchier side. At least she was self aware. But the way he uttered out the question almost seemed like he was eager to at least give it a try. That certainly made her feel good, someone was interested in her interests. They may be a little boring and weren't for everyone, but Mike was a good sport. He seemed, at least, like he would give things an old college try. He had in the past, after all. "Teach me your ways," Sam hummed out, glancing down at the sleeping dog (Wolf?).

−−− She tried to stretch her aching muscles, having been taught it's a way to help them recover and immediately regretted it. Her calf had a charley-horse and everywhere else just protested and ached more. Being so stiff and still was driving her crazy at the moment. Sam was an active type, always on the go and doing something physical. This recovery? May be the death of her.

−−− Still wincing at how her muscles were protesting her, hazel eyes drifted over to Mike as she listened to him speak. And, frankly, she wasn't surprised he was in a lot of pain. He had to be burning up the pains meds they gave him just from his fingers alone. Her gaze cut to his bandaged hand before back to his face, thoughts drifting to what happened. And what exactly he experienced in the sanitorium. "That's probably the least surprising thing I've heard from you all day, truthfully." Mike definitely needed another round of meds. As for her? She was sort of taking some pumped up Tylenol and calling it a day. Sam hated the way they made her head feel- Like she was floating.

−−− Jaw dropped at the quip back, but a smile pulling at her lips nonetheless. "Ha. Ha." Sam could take a joke. She had an older brother who used to love to pick on her. She also used to have Josh who did nothing but make light fun of her. The blonde quickly pushed away that thought. "I can't tell if you think I'm a stinky hippie, or that you're telling me my feet are big," a socked foot was held up as if proving her point. Snickering, Sam put her foot back down and nodded. "Point proven. Bigfoot could honestly be my humanities professor." But still, she took note of Mike's face, "And trust me, you'll have to try harder to genuinely bother me. I've got feelings of steel."

−−− A sigh escaped her lips as she looked at the ceiling. "Walking. Big feet, duh." Her gaze was kept on the ceiling a little longer, just thinking. About all sorts of things. It was a real flaw of hers, quite detrimental to herself. Sam easily could get into spirals of thought, each one coming right after the next. And each one getting sadder and darker. Slowly, her head lolled to the side to look at Mike, raising her eyebrows as he sniffed himself. "I smelled like straight pond water," she admitted. Sam was encouraged to shower to help with her body temperature. Sam fought off a panic attack being in the water again. "But now that you mention it- I smell the faint odor of gunk, Swamp Thing."

[jezica]

what if i made an u.ntil d.awn sentence starter meme but it would just be the type of lines like "lookie-lookie, who's gonna fire up some nookie!" and "jesus hot sauce christmas cake" and "go suck an egg" (':

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@vcndetta (Ashley B.) HWEVENT15: MURDA IS EVERYWHERE

"Well, I guess it's not shocking that we've lasted this long." Mike admitted. "We did do pretty well that night in the cabin, well, til things went to shit." He frowned. "Maybe I shouldn't be hanging with y'all as an after thought."

[amberpriceenthusiast]

I really hope the until dawn movie doesn’t try to be cool. These teenagers are LAME and that’s okay!!!

If I don’t hear “jesus hot sauce Christmas cake” I’ll loose it.

ALSO PETER STORMARE WILL STILL BE DR HILL WOOOO YIPPEE

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"i was letting you know that there was a kid zooming down the sidewalk and if you don't move, you will be hit." mike told her with a nod. "i get it. this city can get dangerous though, so be careful."

hiddenwashington welcome starter @hiddenstarters

Hera was used to adapting to new places, and despite wishing that she was home with her son she was a survivor. She just hoped Jacen was alright. He meant the world to her and if he was alone... she didn't want to think about what risks he might be in. "Sorry what was that?" She asked looking up as the other spoke. She had been very much in her own little world and was very used to it by now.

[cowardlycowboys]

Favorite Until Dawn quote?

Jesus hot sauce christmas cake

understand the palm of my hand bitch!

godspeed pilgrim

party like fucking porn stars