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((Would ya’ll mind if I info dump about Herman for a minute? Just HCs and other things! I just want to make him a tad bit more enjoyable. Flesh him out a bit, so he’s not just thiis slightly goofy asshole.

When I info Dump should I just make a long post or do one of those I think they’re called character headcanon memes? Ask memes? I don’t know, I’ve only been on this hell sight for about a month.

But would ya’ll be interested in that?))

The office was cozy! The chandelier giving off a warm glow, from what she’d seen this was the only part with working electricity... hell it was kinda warm in here. The bookshelves were filled with books of many genres, horror, Mystery, Sí-Fi, etc. on another shelf that held what looked like to be a collection of chess pieces; each one placed neatly on a dusty chess board. But on closer inspection there were only wooden knights on the board. Not pawns, not bishops, not even rooks... just knights.. and the king and queen. The King and Queen were eye catching, shimmering glass chess pieces. Showing different colors from each angle. Both of them giving off a strange aura.

The desk seemed to be in good shape, besides for a few burn marks on the surface. Books along with papers were stacked on the desk, vanilla folders wedged between some of the books. Some papers were scattered around on the desk, personably notes for some kind of project. The small old television sat near the edge of the desk, off... this room was quiet.

Above the doorway was a singular security camera.... its red light blinking, yet it did not move.

Legion did a good job this time. Spray paint of random phrases spread across walls, gurneys broken and pushed over, and a multitude of other things had been torn into and wrecked. Of course, they had all made a quick getaway and had left quite awhile ago, give or take 30 minutes. But for some reason, one of them had returned. Susie roamed the halls of Léry's, hands behind her back. She looked around innocently, not seeming to want to wreck anything else.. she just wanted a closer look at things.

Walking by herself she soon realized how quiet Léry’s actually was. Each noises seemed to be intensified; her footstep, each mouse squeak, each creek of the window.. hell even the wind seem to reverberate through the halls. Going through these halls the mess they’ve left was still there, almost untouched aside from a few gurneys being back in place. It was dark.. cold and damp, water dripping from the ceiling from pipes that had brusted long ago. Some Windows had been boarded up.. the paint on the walls seeming to be chipping off. Not to mention almost every surface seemed to be untouched for a long... long time... a layer of dust covering almost everything.

Going even further down the seemingly never ending hallways, the mess they made seemed to be getting cleaner. The hallways seemed to be put back together, even some of the spray paint being washed off. Turning a corner, she felt something pass over her mind... like she just passed through something. But something quickly got her attention.... light..... not natural moonlight from outside... actual light. This part of Léry’s stuck out like a sore thumb.

Psst, hey! Wanna know something cool?

Since it's like, one of my favorite days in the year, I'm doing a Valentine's Day Event! On the 14th, I'll be running around and delivering lil surprises to friends and others! I loooove arts and crafts, so I'm making a bunch of little cards and glittery surprises for those I know!

So keep an eye out for me, cause I won't be stoppin to talk! I've got quite a lot to deliver, you know! I'm excited to see your guys' reactions to my gifts! Some might be a little... messy, hehehe!

WOULD ANYONE LIKE TO JOIN ME?

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The Doctor laughed a bit, cocking his head to the other side... keeping his wide open gaze on him as he spoke in his mind.

“[The Whispers, The Entity, The God, House Spider. Whatever you wsnt to call this........ thing. It’s just curious that’d it’d bring...]”

He looked him up and down again.

“[ I assume a survivor to me, one of the most ruthless killers of this hell!]” he almost looked proud with the little expression his whole face situation allowed.

He quickly shook his head, “[Now... what are you having trouble with?”

“Pardon me. Doctor.. Carter was it? Sorry to intrude. I only recently ended up here.. Could you help me?” The red haired Brit asked cautiously, looking at the man he was speaking to.

((Hope this is decent! ^^’))

The Doctor looked at the Brit, almost taken aback that they knew his name. But more importantly they were asking a killers help.

His voice cut through their thoughts, “[... I’m surprised that someone apparently so new to this waking nightmare knows my name. But that’s besides the point!]” he cleared his throat, even thought he wasn’t talking physically, “[Why come to a killer for help?]”

((This was perfect dude! Sorry if my responses is a bit eh, I’ve never RPed on Tumblr sooo-))

Ok but are you able to pull off any other expression

HELLO ANON, THANKS FOR THE QUESTION.... SHORT ANSWER IS NOT REALY.

BECAUSE OF MY LITTLE.... FACE SITUATION... YEAH LET’S CALL IT THAT. MY MOUTH IS FORVER HELD OPEN IN THIS FORCED SMILE, AND BECAUSE OF THE METAL GUARDS HOLDING MY EYES OPEN, I AM UNABLE TO BLINK. MY MOUTH GUARD MAKE IT ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE TO MOVE MY MOUTH DOWN, CANT CLOSE IT OBVIOUSLY. BUT I CAN SMILE A BIT WIDER THAN THIS! BACK ON MY EYES! LIKE I SAID, THEY’RE BEING HELD OPEN WHICH BASICALLY MEANS, I HAVE LOSS THE USE MY EYELIDS. MAKING IT IMPOSSIBLE TO SQUINT OR ANYTHING ELSE LIKE THAT!

MY MAIN SOURCE OF EXPRESSING MYSELF IS THROUGH HEAD AND HAND MOVEMENTS! AND YES, THE OCCASIONAL LAUGH.

I was told you are a doctor. There is a medical emergency. A human has been injured and they are hiding in the locker behind that wall, the one closest to you. They seem scared but I'm sure you will be able to help.

“[I’VE SEEN MANY CREATURES IN THE FOG, BUT NONE LIKE YOU!]” he says as he tears open the locker, grabbing Dwight by the throat.

“[BUT YOU MEAN THIS BITCH?]” as he proceeds to electrocute him