#v:Run

[mandela-catalogue-alternates]

V:Run kid

”I just got an emergency alert… I’m scared… w- what’s an Alternate?!?!”

( @mandela-catalogue-alternates )

[sugadrop]

priorities.

[apenotkillape]

@kobafightforape

“Run.”

Maurice mustered what energy it took to warn the humans. Ceaser was dead, but he couldn’t stop to think about that, not when the humans and the colony were in such terrible danger.

He beckoned the humans to follow him, with Rocket on hand to guard the rear. The colony would hopefully be too distracted by Koba, who was taking the gun off of Blue Eyes, that they would not follow them. Even after all these years, what Maurice had said to Ceaser so long ago still rang true: Apes Stupid.

The orangutan and the humans were able to shepherd the humans through the tunnel, with the Gorilla Guard being distracted. Maurice stopped at the entrance and grunted at them urgently, gesturing towards the woods.

“Go! Hide!” 

The dark-skinned man and another quickly descended the mossy slopes, but Alexander, who had given Maurice the book, lingered behind. The boy looked into Maurice’s eyes with a mixture of gratitude, fear, and sadness, and the orangutan blinked and hooted lowly at this young friend. He knew this was the last they would see of each other, and it saddened him greatly.

Ellie tugged him away by the arm, and Malcom pushed them on, stopping to look at Maurice and breath a short, “Thanks.”

The ape nodded and rumbled again, but then raised his arms and began pushing the air towards the good man. Go go go!

Once the humans had a fair headstart, Maurice turned around, and saw the first few chimps racing through the Gorilla tunnel. He braced himself, Ceaser may be dead, but he had been his third in command. He must still command some respect: he could stop the madness before it began.

He stood up, and then brought his fists crashing to the ground, letting out the loudest, fiercest noise that had ever been heard from his usually gentle mouth.

“URRRAAAAAAAHHHH!”

[askthebrokenones-fm]

((I just remembered that moment from Run Boy Run and my promise to draw it eventually, and we’re in quarantine so what better time to do so than now?

@theheadlessgroom

[theheadlessgroom]

https://askthebrokenones-mws.tumblr.com/post/188228039417/theheadlessgroom-askthebrokenones-mws

@askthebrokenones-mws

“Yes, I wanted it to be a surprise,” Randall beamed, just as Lon began to stir on his shoulder, yawning and flexing his chubby fingers before noticing Sinclair, and immediately giving a squeal of delight at this new figure, even reaching out to him with great interest.

“Yes, that’s your Uncle Sinclair, and that’s your uncle Blair,” Randall chuckled, introducing, “This is Leonidas, and the little angel in Emily’s arms is Erika.”

“Hello Blair, Sinclair,” Emily greeted, approaching with a now-awake Erika, who looked up at the two men with wide eyes, giving a shy little wave with her little hand as her mother added, “You both look very well-how has life been in California for you? Good, I trust?” She and Randall could see the weight Sinclair had put on, and felt there was a comfortable and even happy glow to them both.

[thenameisq]

@eggscxlibur *liked for a starter*

Q was no stranger to the halls of Kingsman, they were the same halls that he practically lived in throughout his childhood and though the older agents knew him, he wasn’t exactly acquainted with the new just yet. He’d come to see Merlin, discuss a possible fix to some new tech he was going about inventing when he’d stopped and looked at the man who looked his age. “You’re new.” 

[ablondeinunionjack]

( iclearupyourshit liked for a starter. )

She appears to be making a habit out of causing... complications when at the base -- she’d sooner blame it on the easy accessibility to restricted areas (well, when one had the means and the incentive to get someplace, anyway) than call herself jeopardy-friendly. “There’s a mess in the break room,” She lets slip casually as she enters, ever the picture of innocence. 

[btskive]

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