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@ask-vincent-signed
Hey~ Hey~ Got some time to join me? I can show y'all the experiments and inventions I did and made. It'll be fun, trust. Also, the name is Vincent Signed. You can address me as "Vince" since it sounds better. A second year student in Monthraken~ Hello~ Hello~
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Ok... If anyone in Monthraken heard an explosion. That was me. Don't check. I have it under control. Trust me...
It is time for experiment number 27. Do not ask what happened to 26 and below cause I won't tell - bad effects.
Anyway, it has come to my conclusion that I need more samples with the complete body of the anomalies or a lot of extra parts.
Hi~Hi~ THIS IS VINCENT!
Heard someone got poisoned? Evie asked for help...
( @ask-vincent-signed )
Vincent... Vincent.... oh right! My new housemate said he needed meds from you?
And the victim wasn't poisoned, he was bit by what was probably a venomous snake! wait... what if he was just bit by a garter snake or something? And all this panicking is for nothing?!?!
I told him to go to Mortkranken.... I have no idea where he is now.... if he gets lost, does that make me liable?!
To make it short, yes. But you're fine~ since the boy should stop panicking. Basically, I doomed himself, but alright... going to do something about it.
Is there a single vending machine on this campus that isn't some kind of fucking portal/shortcut/whatever? Sometimes a guy just needs an overpriced redbull
Ahahaa... Teleportation go... Weeeeee... Redbulls gives you wings 🪽
that's what I'm saying dude, sometimes I just need some old fashion caffeine
Those redbulls are to die for man. I got a whole box prepared of redbulls.
eyyyy .... you maybe wanna share 😉
Sure, man... Mind if I invite my friend? :))
the look on your face says I should say no but I am so fucking desperate for caffeine I'm going to say yes
Damn... Do I look maniacal to you? Also, we all need that caffeine high better than weed. Alright, Let's go!!!
Vince just casually drags zero to the music room, where he and his friends secretly hang out since it's quite abandoned - maybe even sleep inside.
*he looks around taking in the space*
this is a nice change of pace from Sinostra, gotta hand it to you. though it looks a little disused, is that 'cos Mortkranken has like no students?
This place has been abandoned, so we casually took it as a safe space to hang. The Kraken geniuses have no time for it. My room is a no-no...
He flips a carpet to show a hidden door and casually opens it and brings out a large cooler.
Hello~ There~
He speaks to the cooler before opening it to show a lot of redbull.
I've messaged my friend and she'll be coming. If not, I'll just drag her. Also, your stigma looks unique, I've read a file about it, but I prefer going for the source... mind telling more.
*he grabs a redbull and cracks it open*
Sweet, sweet caffeine.
*he takes a sip*
Ah yeah my stigma is a real pain. In theory it's supposed to give me the ability to manipulate probability, but more often than not, it tips the scales in favor of worst case scenario rather than anything positive.
Ohh... Show me. I need to see it, I don't mind if it kills me.
Curiousity always gets the better of him. All for research and to feed off his curiosity.
Er.. sure. Shouldn’t kill you but I guess you never know…
Salfuro.
*he holds his breath waiting to see what odds are going to be altered. There’s a faint hissing sound from the cooler before 3 of the cans simultaneously explode from CO2 buildup*
Ah, there it is. Sorry about your drinks.
Pfft! Pfft- Ahaahahha! That was legit!!!
He wasn't mad but amused at how his stigma works. That was an interesting witness.
Also, you're good. Thanks for showing how it works. I can see why it works like a gambling game. It reminds me of Roulette, not Russian Roulette. If I guess my odds and even right, I win if not Hello~ consequences. I'll start cleaning it up, you relax.
Zero visibly relaxes a bit as he watches Vincent's amusement.
"Y'know if the stakes weren't so high, it would be very interesting to see how my stigma would affect Russian roulette. anyways. Here I can help clean too, haha."
"Well, as long as my head is inta-" The stitches on his neck snapped, causing his head to fall off and roll on the floor.
"Ah, bullocks... I forgot to change my stitches. Hey, buddy... mind grabbing my head for a while." He said while his body moved, pointing at the fallen head.
"Oh—OH Shit, sorry—" he scrambles after the head.
He picks it up carefully, less concerned about a body and head moving separately and more concerned about what might've gotten on the head.
He dusts off the side of the head's cheek, "So uh, is this a thing that happens often or do we have my stigma to blame for that? Sorry..."
"Oh No... You're good. This is how my body is. All stitched up cause they fall off, doesn't help that it's part of my stigma. Hahaha! Surprise! My friend should be here to stitch it for me, so I might as well wait." He said while his body moved to give out gestures.
"Oh! Okay then! As long as it wasn't my fault, I don't have to feel like an asshole, ha." He watches, fascinated by the independent movements.
"Er... um. Do you er— do you want your head back or do I keep holding it?" He awkwardly holds the head, not sure whether to make eye contact or watch the hand motions.
Second year Frostheim student incoming, knocking first until she heard Vincent saying " Come in". One she enters and sees Zero holding Vincent's head and understanding what happened. It doesn't help that Vincent is greeting her as his body waved as well.
"Hello there... Thank you for helping, Vincy. I can take it from here, so please make yourself comfortable." Vincy is the nickname for Vince. Evie said, being gentle, while handing out her hand to take her friend's head.
"Ah! Hi, don't think we've met," he says, carefully handing over Vincent's head. "I'm Zero Yōgai."
"Appreciate you coming to take over. I've literally got zero medical experience." He gives a half smile, making the bad pun.
She lets out a small laugh at that pun while taking her friend's head.
"It's alright. I like the pun you made, very creative. Also, hello... My name is Evie Dror. A second year student in Frostheim. I've seen you whenever I go in the casino to visit another friend. Would you like some desserts or any food you want?" She asked. Taking in the hospitable role.
"Nice to meet you Evie! Uhm, sure! I've never been one to turn down sweets. But please, by all means, prioritize Vincent. Any way I can help?"
"I appreciate the help, but it's all good. Just relax yourself... Although I do apologize in advice for showing this, you can look away if it makes you uncomfortable." She starts getting to work on her friend's head. First, grab Vince's medical kit, and where is it? Inside his body. The Frostheim student inserted her hand down the neck of the body, rummaging through it before pulling out the medical kit and bringing out the needles and stitches. She starts working on stitching Vince's head back.
Zero swallows and doesn't reply. He's no stranger to wounds and gore, given the missions Darkwick sends ghouls on, but the sight of stitches makes him nauseous. He turns his head away and mumbling something that sounds like, "mhm yeah, just lemme know..."
She quickly finished stitching Vince's head to his body. Once she faced Zero, she gave a small pat on his shoulder to give a small comfort.
"It's done. You can look now... Sorry if you have to see it. I'll go get the desserts..."
"All good, all good..." he trails off, eyes glued to the floor.
"Not a fan of these kinds of things, huh? I get you..." Vincent pats Zero's back now that his body and head are intact. Evie had left to get the said desserts.
"Anymore fears you want to tell? Just in case you're uncomfortable."
Zero's stomach gave an uncomfortable turn. "N-no. Nope just. Uh. Don't do great with stitches. But you're all together again so that's good."
"Just reminding you that my body is full of stitches so I don't fall apart." He handed him some an opened redbull. "Drink up to calm yourself."
"All good, all good." He tries to hide his unease as he sips on the offered redbull, grateful for something to hold on to.
"Got any hobbies?" He asked to lighten up the mood. He could ask why does he feels uneasy on stitches but skipped that part.
Zero brightens up, latching onto the topic change. "Oh! I play piano! Aaaaand uhh I like making tea blends! Sometimes I play rhythm games when I can get out of working at the casino. I'm not much for gambling, due to my stigma and sometimes I write shitty poetry."
He shifts a little on his feet, "sorry, that was kind of a lot at once..."
"It's cool. I like your enthusiasm. I'm glad to see you getting comfortable. I'd like to try out your tea blends, I'm sure my friends would also love to try it out." He laughs. He does like the enthusiasm on people.
"Oh wait, for real? Ok, ok hold on a sec—" he rummages in his bag and produces a few small sachets. He grins at Vincent.
"Ok what kind of tea person are you? Black? Green? Jasmine? Rooibos? Herbal? Shit I should make a tea personality quiz, that would be fun."
"I go for Black tea. Gotta get those high ones." He should expect him bringing out the teas, given his earlier enthusiasm, but still left him speechless.
"Hahaha! You definitely should hold out the tea personality quiz. You got chamomile tea? For a friend..." He asked.
"Oh okay I've got just the thing!" He flicks through the sachets until he finds the one he's looking for. He holds it out to Vincent.
"Don't have a name for it yet, but it's a black tea blend with rosehips and Fuji apple. Don't worry, it's not as heady as it sounds, but I actually dried the apples myself. Took forever to figure out how the fuck the dehydrator assembled though, ha. Anyways. This blend is very high in Vitamin C! Great for your immune system."
He considers the chamomile tea question for a second. "Definitely have chamomile. Uhh one sec."
He flicks through the sachets once more and finds one, "This—" he holds out to Vincent "—is a chamomile and honey blend. Did you know they make dissolvable honey crystals? This one's a little sweeter, but it's great for relaxation."
He pauses. "Oop, there I go rambling again. Sorry..."
"Hahaha! You're good, dude. Since I'm a yapper myself. You have some good skills and deserve good recognition." He encouraged while giving a small pat on Zero's back again - to show support.
"Only reason, I asked for Camomile tea is for Evie. I know for a fact she's overworked herself again... Mind make some tea before she comes back?" He said.
He smiles, Vincent's a cool dude. "Yeah, of course! I'm always up for making tea. The key is to not let it oversteep though, so it doesn't get bitter."
"I trust your expertise, man. Do you need something like an electric kettle?" He asked. The music doesn't have a kitchen, so they just live with it.
Nightmare Comfort Dialogue Prompts
"Whatever you saw in there isn't real. I'm real, okay? I'm here.”
"I'm sorry you went through that, my love. It sounds horrible."
"Breathe for me? Take a deep breath and count to 10. C'mon, I'll do it with you."
"Touch me. Feel my skin. I'm real, see?"
”Here, darling, drink some water.”
"You don't have to talk about it. I just want you to know I'm here to listen."
"Snuggle with me, sweetheart. I'll keep you safe. Nothing's gonna get you while I'm here."
"Of course I’ll hold your hand. Anything to make you feel better."
"No need to apologize. I'm glad you woke me up. I want to be there for you."
"Would it help if I rubbed your back for a bit?"
"You're sweating like crazy. Stay put, I'll grab a towel to wipe you off."
"Why would I think you're weak? Everyone gets nightmares."
”Shh, let me kiss all your worries away. I've got you."
"Poor thing. You're still shaking. Lemme hold you."
"We can lay awake for a while and talk to get your mind off it."
"I can whip us up a midnight snack if you want. Maybe even your favorite?"
birthday prompts for loversss !
(feel free to usee<3 tag mee!! inspired by my b'day haha. plot twist is i am single :))
staying up to wish them at midnight
you bring them a cake, singing hbd, but all their attention is on you.
hugs you, tearing up, breaking down because nobody has done this for them ever
intimate b'day celebrations like it's just you and them and every whisper of hbd and well wishes are so comforting <3
cupcake b'day celebrations!
them hugging u from behind as they watch u make a wish
"what did u wish for?" u ask as a soft murmur and they say, "you. to never let u go."
i celebrated my bestie's b'day and she said to me,
^ "thank u for loving me every year and making me feel like i am being loved by someone,"
^ "knowing that, that someone is you, is what matters." (i won in LIFEE)
"how's my favorite b'day girl/boy doing?" :))
maybe it's their first time having their b'day being celebrated, :(
and all they can do is bury their face into ur neck and cry. the cake abandoned for a moment until they gain composure.
when they write u letters on ur b'day,
or give u thought-out gifts.
wiping cake from the corners of their lips
or alternatively just kissing it away, making them fluster. (uhm.. didn't happen on my bday, who's lyINGG-)
a quiet whisper of happy birthday,
tight hugs and lingering kisses throughout the day, and just feeling loved by the other person. feeling their emotions of gratitude to have u in their life!
telling them or writing to them, "It's your [age] birthday, and so [age] reasons why I love you." (eg: 20th, 19th and so on)
Is there a single vending machine on this campus that isn't some kind of fucking portal/shortcut/whatever? Sometimes a guy just needs an overpriced redbull
Ahahaa... Teleportation go... Weeeeee... Redbulls gives you wings 🪽
that's what I'm saying dude, sometimes I just need some old fashion caffeine
Those redbulls are to die for man. I got a whole box prepared of redbulls.
eyyyy .... you maybe wanna share 😉
Sure, man... Mind if I invite my friend? :))
the look on your face says I should say no but I am so fucking desperate for caffeine I'm going to say yes
Damn... Do I look maniacal to you? Also, we all need that caffeine high better than weed. Alright, Let's go!!!
Vince just casually drags zero to the music room, where he and his friends secretly hang out since it's quite abandoned - maybe even sleep inside.
*he looks around taking in the space*
this is a nice change of pace from Sinostra, gotta hand it to you. though it looks a little disused, is that 'cos Mortkranken has like no students?
This place has been abandoned, so we casually took it as a safe space to hang. The Kraken geniuses have no time for it. My room is a no-no...
He flips a carpet to show a hidden door and casually opens it and brings out a large cooler.
Hello~ There~
He speaks to the cooler before opening it to show a lot of redbull.
I've messaged my friend and she'll be coming. If not, I'll just drag her. Also, your stigma looks unique, I've read a file about it, but I prefer going for the source... mind telling more.
*he grabs a redbull and cracks it open*
Sweet, sweet caffeine.
*he takes a sip*
Ah yeah my stigma is a real pain. In theory it's supposed to give me the ability to manipulate probability, but more often than not, it tips the scales in favor of worst case scenario rather than anything positive.
Ohh... Show me. I need to see it, I don't mind if it kills me.
Curiousity always gets the better of him. All for research and to feed off his curiosity.
Er.. sure. Shouldn’t kill you but I guess you never know…
Salfuro.
*he holds his breath waiting to see what odds are going to be altered. There’s a faint hissing sound from the cooler before 3 of the cans simultaneously explode from CO2 buildup*
Ah, there it is. Sorry about your drinks.
Pfft! Pfft- Ahaahahha! That was legit!!!
He wasn't mad but amused at how his stigma works. That was an interesting witness.
Also, you're good. Thanks for showing how it works. I can see why it works like a gambling game. It reminds me of Roulette, not Russian Roulette. If I guess my odds and even right, I win if not Hello~ consequences. I'll start cleaning it up, you relax.
Zero visibly relaxes a bit as he watches Vincent's amusement.
"Y'know if the stakes weren't so high, it would be very interesting to see how my stigma would affect Russian roulette. anyways. Here I can help clean too, haha."
"Well, as long as my head is inta-" The stitches on his neck snapped, causing his head to fall off and roll on the floor.
"Ah, bullocks... I forgot to change my stitches. Hey, buddy... mind grabbing my head for a while." He said while his body moved, pointing at the fallen head.
"Oh—OH Shit, sorry—" he scrambles after the head.
He picks it up carefully, less concerned about a body and head moving separately and more concerned about what might've gotten on the head.
He dusts off the side of the head's cheek, "So uh, is this a thing that happens often or do we have my stigma to blame for that? Sorry..."
"Oh No... You're good. This is how my body is. All stitched up cause they fall off, doesn't help that it's part of my stigma. Hahaha! Surprise! My friend should be here to stitch it for me, so I might as well wait." He said while his body moved to give out gestures.
"Oh! Okay then! As long as it wasn't my fault, I don't have to feel like an asshole, ha." He watches, fascinated by the independent movements.
"Er... um. Do you er— do you want your head back or do I keep holding it?" He awkwardly holds the head, not sure whether to make eye contact or watch the hand motions.
Second year Frostheim student incoming, knocking first until she heard Vincent saying " Come in". One she enters and sees Zero holding Vincent's head and understanding what happened. It doesn't help that Vincent is greeting her as his body waved as well.
"Hello there... Thank you for helping, Vincy. I can take it from here, so please make yourself comfortable." Vincy is the nickname for Vince. Evie said, being gentle, while handing out her hand to take her friend's head.
"Ah! Hi, don't think we've met," he says, carefully handing over Vincent's head. "I'm Zero Yōgai."
"Appreciate you coming to take over. I've literally got zero medical experience." He gives a half smile, making the bad pun.
She lets out a small laugh at that pun while taking her friend's head.
"It's alright. I like the pun you made, very creative. Also, hello... My name is Evie Dror. A second year student in Frostheim. I've seen you whenever I go in the casino to visit another friend. Would you like some desserts or any food you want?" She asked. Taking in the hospitable role.
"Nice to meet you Evie! Uhm, sure! I've never been one to turn down sweets. But please, by all means, prioritize Vincent. Any way I can help?"
"I appreciate the help, but it's all good. Just relax yourself... Although I do apologize in advice for showing this, you can look away if it makes you uncomfortable." She starts getting to work on her friend's head. First, grab Vince's medical kit, and where is it? Inside his body. The Frostheim student inserted her hand down the neck of the body, rummaging through it before pulling out the medical kit and bringing out the needles and stitches. She starts working on stitching Vince's head back.
Zero swallows and doesn't reply. He's no stranger to wounds and gore, given the missions Darkwick sends ghouls on, but the sight of stitches makes him nauseous. He turns his head away and mumbling something that sounds like, "mhm yeah, just lemme know..."
She quickly finished stitching Vince's head to his body. Once she faced Zero, she gave a small pat on his shoulder to give a small comfort.
"It's done. You can look now... Sorry if you have to see it. I'll go get the desserts..."
"All good, all good..." he trails off, eyes glued to the floor.
"Not a fan of these kinds of things, huh? I get you..." Vincent pats Zero's back now that his body and head are intact. Evie had left to get the said desserts.
"Anymore fears you want to tell? Just in case you're uncomfortable."
Zero's stomach gave an uncomfortable turn. "N-no. Nope just. Uh. Don't do great with stitches. But you're all together again so that's good."
"Just reminding you that my body is full of stitches so I don't fall apart." He handed him some an opened redbull. "Drink up to calm yourself."
"All good, all good." He tries to hide his unease as he sips on the offered redbull, grateful for something to hold on to.
"Got any hobbies?" He asked to lighten up the mood. He could ask why does he feels uneasy on stitches but skipped that part.
Zero brightens up, latching onto the topic change. "Oh! I play piano! Aaaaand uhh I like making tea blends! Sometimes I play rhythm games when I can get out of working at the casino. I'm not much for gambling, due to my stigma and sometimes I write shitty poetry."
He shifts a little on his feet, "sorry, that was kind of a lot at once..."
"It's cool. I like your enthusiasm. I'm glad to see you getting comfortable. I'd like to try out your tea blends, I'm sure my friends would also love to try it out." He laughs. He does like the enthusiasm on people.
"Oh wait, for real? Ok, ok hold on a sec—" he rummages in his bag and produces a few small sachets. He grins at Vincent.
"Ok what kind of tea person are you? Black? Green? Jasmine? Rooibos? Herbal? Shit I should make a tea personality quiz, that would be fun."
"I go for Black tea. Gotta get those high ones." He should expect him bringing out the teas, given his earlier enthusiasm, but still left him speechless.
"Hahaha! You definitely should hold out the tea personality quiz. You got chamomile tea? For a friend..." He asked.
"Oh okay I've got just the thing!" He flicks through the sachets until he finds the one he's looking for. He holds it out to Vincent.
"Don't have a name for it yet, but it's a black tea blend with rosehips and Fuji apple. Don't worry, it's not as heady as it sounds, but I actually dried the apples myself. Took forever to figure out how the fuck the dehydrator assembled though, ha. Anyways. This blend is very high in Vitamin C! Great for your immune system."
He considers the chamomile tea question for a second. "Definitely have chamomile. Uhh one sec."
He flicks through the sachets once more and finds one, "This—" he holds out to Vincent "—is a chamomile and honey blend. Did you know they make dissolvable honey crystals? This one's a little sweeter, but it's great for relaxation."
He pauses. "Oop, there I go rambling again. Sorry..."
"Hahaha! You're good, dude. Since I'm a yapper myself. You have some good skills and deserve good recognition." He encouraged while giving a small pat on Zero's back again - to show support.
"Only reason, I asked for Camomile tea is for Evie. I know for a fact she's overworked herself again... Mind make some tea before she comes back?" He said.
Is there a single vending machine on this campus that isn't some kind of fucking portal/shortcut/whatever? Sometimes a guy just needs an overpriced redbull
Ahahaa... Teleportation go... Weeeeee... Redbulls gives you wings 🪽
that's what I'm saying dude, sometimes I just need some old fashion caffeine
Those redbulls are to die for man. I got a whole box prepared of redbulls.
eyyyy .... you maybe wanna share 😉
Sure, man... Mind if I invite my friend? :))
the look on your face says I should say no but I am so fucking desperate for caffeine I'm going to say yes
Damn... Do I look maniacal to you? Also, we all need that caffeine high better than weed. Alright, Let's go!!!
Vince just casually drags zero to the music room, where he and his friends secretly hang out since it's quite abandoned - maybe even sleep inside.
*he looks around taking in the space*
this is a nice change of pace from Sinostra, gotta hand it to you. though it looks a little disused, is that 'cos Mortkranken has like no students?
This place has been abandoned, so we casually took it as a safe space to hang. The Kraken geniuses have no time for it. My room is a no-no...
He flips a carpet to show a hidden door and casually opens it and brings out a large cooler.
Hello~ There~
He speaks to the cooler before opening it to show a lot of redbull.
I've messaged my friend and she'll be coming. If not, I'll just drag her. Also, your stigma looks unique, I've read a file about it, but I prefer going for the source... mind telling more.
*he grabs a redbull and cracks it open*
Sweet, sweet caffeine.
*he takes a sip*
Ah yeah my stigma is a real pain. In theory it's supposed to give me the ability to manipulate probability, but more often than not, it tips the scales in favor of worst case scenario rather than anything positive.
Ohh... Show me. I need to see it, I don't mind if it kills me.
Curiousity always gets the better of him. All for research and to feed off his curiosity.
Er.. sure. Shouldn’t kill you but I guess you never know…
Salfuro.
*he holds his breath waiting to see what odds are going to be altered. There’s a faint hissing sound from the cooler before 3 of the cans simultaneously explode from CO2 buildup*
Ah, there it is. Sorry about your drinks.
Pfft! Pfft- Ahaahahha! That was legit!!!
He wasn't mad but amused at how his stigma works. That was an interesting witness.
Also, you're good. Thanks for showing how it works. I can see why it works like a gambling game. It reminds me of Roulette, not Russian Roulette. If I guess my odds and even right, I win if not Hello~ consequences. I'll start cleaning it up, you relax.
Zero visibly relaxes a bit as he watches Vincent's amusement.
"Y'know if the stakes weren't so high, it would be very interesting to see how my stigma would affect Russian roulette. anyways. Here I can help clean too, haha."
"Well, as long as my head is inta-" The stitches on his neck snapped, causing his head to fall off and roll on the floor.
"Ah, bullocks... I forgot to change my stitches. Hey, buddy... mind grabbing my head for a while." He said while his body moved, pointing at the fallen head.
"Oh—OH Shit, sorry—" he scrambles after the head.
He picks it up carefully, less concerned about a body and head moving separately and more concerned about what might've gotten on the head.
He dusts off the side of the head's cheek, "So uh, is this a thing that happens often or do we have my stigma to blame for that? Sorry..."
"Oh No... You're good. This is how my body is. All stitched up cause they fall off, doesn't help that it's part of my stigma. Hahaha! Surprise! My friend should be here to stitch it for me, so I might as well wait." He said while his body moved to give out gestures.
"Oh! Okay then! As long as it wasn't my fault, I don't have to feel like an asshole, ha." He watches, fascinated by the independent movements.
"Er... um. Do you er— do you want your head back or do I keep holding it?" He awkwardly holds the head, not sure whether to make eye contact or watch the hand motions.
Second year Frostheim student incoming, knocking first until she heard Vincent saying " Come in". One she enters and sees Zero holding Vincent's head and understanding what happened. It doesn't help that Vincent is greeting her as his body waved as well.
"Hello there... Thank you for helping, Vincy. I can take it from here, so please make yourself comfortable." Vincy is the nickname for Vince. Evie said, being gentle, while handing out her hand to take her friend's head.
"Ah! Hi, don't think we've met," he says, carefully handing over Vincent's head. "I'm Zero Yōgai."
"Appreciate you coming to take over. I've literally got zero medical experience." He gives a half smile, making the bad pun.
She lets out a small laugh at that pun while taking her friend's head.
"It's alright. I like the pun you made, very creative. Also, hello... My name is Evie Dror. A second year student in Frostheim. I've seen you whenever I go in the casino to visit another friend. Would you like some desserts or any food you want?" She asked. Taking in the hospitable role.
"Nice to meet you Evie! Uhm, sure! I've never been one to turn down sweets. But please, by all means, prioritize Vincent. Any way I can help?"
"I appreciate the help, but it's all good. Just relax yourself... Although I do apologize in advice for showing this, you can look away if it makes you uncomfortable." She starts getting to work on her friend's head. First, grab Vince's medical kit, and where is it? Inside his body. The Frostheim student inserted her hand down the neck of the body, rummaging through it before pulling out the medical kit and bringing out the needles and stitches. She starts working on stitching Vince's head back.
Zero swallows and doesn't reply. He's no stranger to wounds and gore, given the missions Darkwick sends ghouls on, but the sight of stitches makes him nauseous. He turns his head away and mumbling something that sounds like, "mhm yeah, just lemme know..."
She quickly finished stitching Vince's head to his body. Once she faced Zero, she gave a small pat on his shoulder to give a small comfort.
"It's done. You can look now... Sorry if you have to see it. I'll go get the desserts..."
"All good, all good..." he trails off, eyes glued to the floor.
"Not a fan of these kinds of things, huh? I get you..." Vincent pats Zero's back now that his body and head are intact. Evie had left to get the said desserts.
"Anymore fears you want to tell? Just in case you're uncomfortable."
Zero's stomach gave an uncomfortable turn. "N-no. Nope just. Uh. Don't do great with stitches. But you're all together again so that's good."
"Just reminding you that my body is full of stitches so I don't fall apart." He handed him some an opened redbull. "Drink up to calm yourself."
"All good, all good." He tries to hide his unease as he sips on the offered redbull, grateful for something to hold on to.
"Got any hobbies?" He asked to lighten up the mood. He could ask why does he feels uneasy on stitches but skipped that part.
Zero brightens up, latching onto the topic change. "Oh! I play piano! Aaaaand uhh I like making tea blends! Sometimes I play rhythm games when I can get out of working at the casino. I'm not much for gambling, due to my stigma and sometimes I write shitty poetry."
He shifts a little on his feet, "sorry, that was kind of a lot at once..."
"It's cool. I like your enthusiasm. I'm glad to see you getting comfortable. I'd like to try out your tea blends, I'm sure my friends would also love to try it out." He laughs. He does like the enthusiasm on people.
"Oh wait, for real? Ok, ok hold on a sec—" he rummages in his bag and produces a few small sachets. He grins at Vincent.
"Ok what kind of tea person are you? Black? Green? Jasmine? Rooibos? Herbal? Shit I should make a tea personality quiz, that would be fun."
"I go for Black tea. Gotta get those high ones." He should expect him bringing out the teas, given his earlier enthusiasm, but still left him speechless.
"Hahaha! You definitely should hold out the tea personality quiz. You got chamomile tea? For a friend..." He asked.
Is there a single vending machine on this campus that isn't some kind of fucking portal/shortcut/whatever? Sometimes a guy just needs an overpriced redbull
Ahahaa... Teleportation go... Weeeeee... Redbulls gives you wings 🪽
that's what I'm saying dude, sometimes I just need some old fashion caffeine
Those redbulls are to die for man. I got a whole box prepared of redbulls.
eyyyy .... you maybe wanna share 😉
Sure, man... Mind if I invite my friend? :))
the look on your face says I should say no but I am so fucking desperate for caffeine I'm going to say yes
Damn... Do I look maniacal to you? Also, we all need that caffeine high better than weed. Alright, Let's go!!!
Vince just casually drags zero to the music room, where he and his friends secretly hang out since it's quite abandoned - maybe even sleep inside.
*he looks around taking in the space*
this is a nice change of pace from Sinostra, gotta hand it to you. though it looks a little disused, is that 'cos Mortkranken has like no students?
This place has been abandoned, so we casually took it as a safe space to hang. The Kraken geniuses have no time for it. My room is a no-no...
He flips a carpet to show a hidden door and casually opens it and brings out a large cooler.
Hello~ There~
He speaks to the cooler before opening it to show a lot of redbull.
I've messaged my friend and she'll be coming. If not, I'll just drag her. Also, your stigma looks unique, I've read a file about it, but I prefer going for the source... mind telling more.
*he grabs a redbull and cracks it open*
Sweet, sweet caffeine.
*he takes a sip*
Ah yeah my stigma is a real pain. In theory it's supposed to give me the ability to manipulate probability, but more often than not, it tips the scales in favor of worst case scenario rather than anything positive.
Ohh... Show me. I need to see it, I don't mind if it kills me.
Curiousity always gets the better of him. All for research and to feed off his curiosity.
Er.. sure. Shouldn’t kill you but I guess you never know…
Salfuro.
*he holds his breath waiting to see what odds are going to be altered. There’s a faint hissing sound from the cooler before 3 of the cans simultaneously explode from CO2 buildup*
Ah, there it is. Sorry about your drinks.
Pfft! Pfft- Ahaahahha! That was legit!!!
He wasn't mad but amused at how his stigma works. That was an interesting witness.
Also, you're good. Thanks for showing how it works. I can see why it works like a gambling game. It reminds me of Roulette, not Russian Roulette. If I guess my odds and even right, I win if not Hello~ consequences. I'll start cleaning it up, you relax.
Zero visibly relaxes a bit as he watches Vincent's amusement.
"Y'know if the stakes weren't so high, it would be very interesting to see how my stigma would affect Russian roulette. anyways. Here I can help clean too, haha."
"Well, as long as my head is inta-" The stitches on his neck snapped, causing his head to fall off and roll on the floor.
"Ah, bullocks... I forgot to change my stitches. Hey, buddy... mind grabbing my head for a while." He said while his body moved, pointing at the fallen head.
"Oh—OH Shit, sorry—" he scrambles after the head.
He picks it up carefully, less concerned about a body and head moving separately and more concerned about what might've gotten on the head.
He dusts off the side of the head's cheek, "So uh, is this a thing that happens often or do we have my stigma to blame for that? Sorry..."
"Oh No... You're good. This is how my body is. All stitched up cause they fall off, doesn't help that it's part of my stigma. Hahaha! Surprise! My friend should be here to stitch it for me, so I might as well wait." He said while his body moved to give out gestures.
"Oh! Okay then! As long as it wasn't my fault, I don't have to feel like an asshole, ha." He watches, fascinated by the independent movements.
"Er... um. Do you er— do you want your head back or do I keep holding it?" He awkwardly holds the head, not sure whether to make eye contact or watch the hand motions.
Second year Frostheim student incoming, knocking first until she heard Vincent saying " Come in". One she enters and sees Zero holding Vincent's head and understanding what happened. It doesn't help that Vincent is greeting her as his body waved as well.
"Hello there... Thank you for helping, Vincy. I can take it from here, so please make yourself comfortable." Vincy is the nickname for Vince. Evie said, being gentle, while handing out her hand to take her friend's head.
"Ah! Hi, don't think we've met," he says, carefully handing over Vincent's head. "I'm Zero Yōgai."
"Appreciate you coming to take over. I've literally got zero medical experience." He gives a half smile, making the bad pun.
She lets out a small laugh at that pun while taking her friend's head.
"It's alright. I like the pun you made, very creative. Also, hello... My name is Evie Dror. A second year student in Frostheim. I've seen you whenever I go in the casino to visit another friend. Would you like some desserts or any food you want?" She asked. Taking in the hospitable role.
"Nice to meet you Evie! Uhm, sure! I've never been one to turn down sweets. But please, by all means, prioritize Vincent. Any way I can help?"
"I appreciate the help, but it's all good. Just relax yourself... Although I do apologize in advice for showing this, you can look away if it makes you uncomfortable." She starts getting to work on her friend's head. First, grab Vince's medical kit, and where is it? Inside his body. The Frostheim student inserted her hand down the neck of the body, rummaging through it before pulling out the medical kit and bringing out the needles and stitches. She starts working on stitching Vince's head back.
Zero swallows and doesn't reply. He's no stranger to wounds and gore, given the missions Darkwick sends ghouls on, but the sight of stitches makes him nauseous. He turns his head away and mumbling something that sounds like, "mhm yeah, just lemme know..."
She quickly finished stitching Vince's head to his body. Once she faced Zero, she gave a small pat on his shoulder to give a small comfort.
"It's done. You can look now... Sorry if you have to see it. I'll go get the desserts..."
"All good, all good..." he trails off, eyes glued to the floor.
"Not a fan of these kinds of things, huh? I get you..." Vincent pats Zero's back now that his body and head are intact. Evie had left to get the said desserts.
"Anymore fears you want to tell? Just in case you're uncomfortable."
Zero's stomach gave an uncomfortable turn. "N-no. Nope just. Uh. Don't do great with stitches. But you're all together again so that's good."
"Just reminding you that my body is full of stitches so I don't fall apart." He handed him some an opened redbull. "Drink up to calm yourself."
"All good, all good." He tries to hide his unease as he sips on the offered redbull, grateful for something to hold on to.
"Got any hobbies?" He asked to lighten up the mood. He could ask why does he feels uneasy on stitches but skipped that part.
Zero brightens up, latching onto the topic change. "Oh! I play piano! Aaaaand uhh I like making tea blends! Sometimes I play rhythm games when I can get out of working at the casino. I'm not much for gambling, due to my stigma and sometimes I write shitty poetry."
He shifts a little on his feet, "sorry, that was kind of a lot at once..."
"It's cool. I like your enthusiasm. I'm glad to see you getting comfortable. I'd like to try out your tea blends, I'm sure my friends would also love to try it out." He laughs. He does like the enthusiasm on people.
I may have given the poor honor student a scare on the first meeting... Whoops.. Sorry. Had to request for her to send me to my friend Evii-bae ( @ask-evie-dror ) to stitch it back. -v-
(I'm sorry for tagging you like this @ayamekishiwagi )
Now, now, people... Let's not be afraid. I can assure you guys that I'm a professional.
(Trust him guys... He's a good helper)
Is there a single vending machine on this campus that isn't some kind of fucking portal/shortcut/whatever? Sometimes a guy just needs an overpriced redbull
Ahahaa... Teleportation go... Weeeeee... Redbulls gives you wings 🪽
that's what I'm saying dude, sometimes I just need some old fashion caffeine
Those redbulls are to die for man. I got a whole box prepared of redbulls.
eyyyy .... you maybe wanna share 😉
Sure, man... Mind if I invite my friend? :))
the look on your face says I should say no but I am so fucking desperate for caffeine I'm going to say yes
Damn... Do I look maniacal to you? Also, we all need that caffeine high better than weed. Alright, Let's go!!!
Vince just casually drags zero to the music room, where he and his friends secretly hang out since it's quite abandoned - maybe even sleep inside.
*he looks around taking in the space*
this is a nice change of pace from Sinostra, gotta hand it to you. though it looks a little disused, is that 'cos Mortkranken has like no students?
This place has been abandoned, so we casually took it as a safe space to hang. The Kraken geniuses have no time for it. My room is a no-no...
He flips a carpet to show a hidden door and casually opens it and brings out a large cooler.
Hello~ There~
He speaks to the cooler before opening it to show a lot of redbull.
I've messaged my friend and she'll be coming. If not, I'll just drag her. Also, your stigma looks unique, I've read a file about it, but I prefer going for the source... mind telling more.
*he grabs a redbull and cracks it open*
Sweet, sweet caffeine.
*he takes a sip*
Ah yeah my stigma is a real pain. In theory it's supposed to give me the ability to manipulate probability, but more often than not, it tips the scales in favor of worst case scenario rather than anything positive.
Ohh... Show me. I need to see it, I don't mind if it kills me.
Curiousity always gets the better of him. All for research and to feed off his curiosity.
Er.. sure. Shouldn’t kill you but I guess you never know…
Salfuro.
*he holds his breath waiting to see what odds are going to be altered. There’s a faint hissing sound from the cooler before 3 of the cans simultaneously explode from CO2 buildup*
Ah, there it is. Sorry about your drinks.
Pfft! Pfft- Ahaahahha! That was legit!!!
He wasn't mad but amused at how his stigma works. That was an interesting witness.
Also, you're good. Thanks for showing how it works. I can see why it works like a gambling game. It reminds me of Roulette, not Russian Roulette. If I guess my odds and even right, I win if not Hello~ consequences. I'll start cleaning it up, you relax.
Zero visibly relaxes a bit as he watches Vincent's amusement.
"Y'know if the stakes weren't so high, it would be very interesting to see how my stigma would affect Russian roulette. anyways. Here I can help clean too, haha."
"Well, as long as my head is inta-" The stitches on his neck snapped, causing his head to fall off and roll on the floor.
"Ah, bullocks... I forgot to change my stitches. Hey, buddy... mind grabbing my head for a while." He said while his body moved, pointing at the fallen head.
"Oh—OH Shit, sorry—" he scrambles after the head.
He picks it up carefully, less concerned about a body and head moving separately and more concerned about what might've gotten on the head.
He dusts off the side of the head's cheek, "So uh, is this a thing that happens often or do we have my stigma to blame for that? Sorry..."
"Oh No... You're good. This is how my body is. All stitched up cause they fall off, doesn't help that it's part of my stigma. Hahaha! Surprise! My friend should be here to stitch it for me, so I might as well wait." He said while his body moved to give out gestures.
"Oh! Okay then! As long as it wasn't my fault, I don't have to feel like an asshole, ha." He watches, fascinated by the independent movements.
"Er... um. Do you er— do you want your head back or do I keep holding it?" He awkwardly holds the head, not sure whether to make eye contact or watch the hand motions.
Second year Frostheim student incoming, knocking first until she heard Vincent saying " Come in". One she enters and sees Zero holding Vincent's head and understanding what happened. It doesn't help that Vincent is greeting her as his body waved as well.
"Hello there... Thank you for helping, Vincy. I can take it from here, so please make yourself comfortable." Vincy is the nickname for Vince. Evie said, being gentle, while handing out her hand to take her friend's head.
"Ah! Hi, don't think we've met," he says, carefully handing over Vincent's head. "I'm Zero Yōgai."
"Appreciate you coming to take over. I've literally got zero medical experience." He gives a half smile, making the bad pun.
She lets out a small laugh at that pun while taking her friend's head.
"It's alright. I like the pun you made, very creative. Also, hello... My name is Evie Dror. A second year student in Frostheim. I've seen you whenever I go in the casino to visit another friend. Would you like some desserts or any food you want?" She asked. Taking in the hospitable role.
"Nice to meet you Evie! Uhm, sure! I've never been one to turn down sweets. But please, by all means, prioritize Vincent. Any way I can help?"
"I appreciate the help, but it's all good. Just relax yourself... Although I do apologize in advice for showing this, you can look away if it makes you uncomfortable." She starts getting to work on her friend's head. First, grab Vince's medical kit, and where is it? Inside his body. The Frostheim student inserted her hand down the neck of the body, rummaging through it before pulling out the medical kit and bringing out the needles and stitches. She starts working on stitching Vince's head back.
Zero swallows and doesn't reply. He's no stranger to wounds and gore, given the missions Darkwick sends ghouls on, but the sight of stitches makes him nauseous. He turns his head away and mumbling something that sounds like, "mhm yeah, just lemme know..."
She quickly finished stitching Vince's head to his body. Once she faced Zero, she gave a small pat on his shoulder to give a small comfort.
"It's done. You can look now... Sorry if you have to see it. I'll go get the desserts..."
"All good, all good..." he trails off, eyes glued to the floor.
"Not a fan of these kinds of things, huh? I get you..." Vincent pats Zero's back now that his body and head are intact. Evie had left to get the said desserts.
"Anymore fears you want to tell? Just in case you're uncomfortable."
Zero's stomach gave an uncomfortable turn. "N-no. Nope just. Uh. Don't do great with stitches. But you're all together again so that's good."
"Just reminding you that my body is full of stitches so I don't fall apart." He handed him some an opened redbull. "Drink up to calm yourself."
"All good, all good." He tries to hide his unease as he sips on the offered redbull, grateful for something to hold on to.
"Got any hobbies?" He asked to lighten up the mood. He could ask why does he feels uneasy on stitches but skipped that part.
Is there a single vending machine on this campus that isn't some kind of fucking portal/shortcut/whatever? Sometimes a guy just needs an overpriced redbull
Ahahaa... Teleportation go... Weeeeee... Redbulls gives you wings 🪽
that's what I'm saying dude, sometimes I just need some old fashion caffeine
Those redbulls are to die for man. I got a whole box prepared of redbulls.
eyyyy .... you maybe wanna share 😉
Sure, man... Mind if I invite my friend? :))
the look on your face says I should say no but I am so fucking desperate for caffeine I'm going to say yes
Damn... Do I look maniacal to you? Also, we all need that caffeine high better than weed. Alright, Let's go!!!
Vince just casually drags zero to the music room, where he and his friends secretly hang out since it's quite abandoned - maybe even sleep inside.
*he looks around taking in the space*
this is a nice change of pace from Sinostra, gotta hand it to you. though it looks a little disused, is that 'cos Mortkranken has like no students?
This place has been abandoned, so we casually took it as a safe space to hang. The Kraken geniuses have no time for it. My room is a no-no...
He flips a carpet to show a hidden door and casually opens it and brings out a large cooler.
Hello~ There~
He speaks to the cooler before opening it to show a lot of redbull.
I've messaged my friend and she'll be coming. If not, I'll just drag her. Also, your stigma looks unique, I've read a file about it, but I prefer going for the source... mind telling more.
*he grabs a redbull and cracks it open*
Sweet, sweet caffeine.
*he takes a sip*
Ah yeah my stigma is a real pain. In theory it's supposed to give me the ability to manipulate probability, but more often than not, it tips the scales in favor of worst case scenario rather than anything positive.
Ohh... Show me. I need to see it, I don't mind if it kills me.
Curiousity always gets the better of him. All for research and to feed off his curiosity.
Er.. sure. Shouldn’t kill you but I guess you never know…
Salfuro.
*he holds his breath waiting to see what odds are going to be altered. There’s a faint hissing sound from the cooler before 3 of the cans simultaneously explode from CO2 buildup*
Ah, there it is. Sorry about your drinks.
Pfft! Pfft- Ahaahahha! That was legit!!!
He wasn't mad but amused at how his stigma works. That was an interesting witness.
Also, you're good. Thanks for showing how it works. I can see why it works like a gambling game. It reminds me of Roulette, not Russian Roulette. If I guess my odds and even right, I win if not Hello~ consequences. I'll start cleaning it up, you relax.
Zero visibly relaxes a bit as he watches Vincent's amusement.
"Y'know if the stakes weren't so high, it would be very interesting to see how my stigma would affect Russian roulette. anyways. Here I can help clean too, haha."
"Well, as long as my head is inta-" The stitches on his neck snapped, causing his head to fall off and roll on the floor.
"Ah, bullocks... I forgot to change my stitches. Hey, buddy... mind grabbing my head for a while." He said while his body moved, pointing at the fallen head.
"Oh—OH Shit, sorry—" he scrambles after the head.
He picks it up carefully, less concerned about a body and head moving separately and more concerned about what might've gotten on the head.
He dusts off the side of the head's cheek, "So uh, is this a thing that happens often or do we have my stigma to blame for that? Sorry..."
"Oh No... You're good. This is how my body is. All stitched up cause they fall off, doesn't help that it's part of my stigma. Hahaha! Surprise! My friend should be here to stitch it for me, so I might as well wait." He said while his body moved to give out gestures.
"Oh! Okay then! As long as it wasn't my fault, I don't have to feel like an asshole, ha." He watches, fascinated by the independent movements.
"Er... um. Do you er— do you want your head back or do I keep holding it?" He awkwardly holds the head, not sure whether to make eye contact or watch the hand motions.
Second year Frostheim student incoming, knocking first until she heard Vincent saying " Come in". One she enters and sees Zero holding Vincent's head and understanding what happened. It doesn't help that Vincent is greeting her as his body waved as well.
"Hello there... Thank you for helping, Vincy. I can take it from here, so please make yourself comfortable." Vincy is the nickname for Vince. Evie said, being gentle, while handing out her hand to take her friend's head.
"Ah! Hi, don't think we've met," he says, carefully handing over Vincent's head. "I'm Zero Yōgai."
"Appreciate you coming to take over. I've literally got zero medical experience." He gives a half smile, making the bad pun.
She lets out a small laugh at that pun while taking her friend's head.
"It's alright. I like the pun you made, very creative. Also, hello... My name is Evie Dror. A second year student in Frostheim. I've seen you whenever I go in the casino to visit another friend. Would you like some desserts or any food you want?" She asked. Taking in the hospitable role.
"Nice to meet you Evie! Uhm, sure! I've never been one to turn down sweets. But please, by all means, prioritize Vincent. Any way I can help?"
"I appreciate the help, but it's all good. Just relax yourself... Although I do apologize in advice for showing this, you can look away if it makes you uncomfortable." She starts getting to work on her friend's head. First, grab Vince's medical kit, and where is it? Inside his body. The Frostheim student inserted her hand down the neck of the body, rummaging through it before pulling out the medical kit and bringing out the needles and stitches. She starts working on stitching Vince's head back.
Zero swallows and doesn't reply. He's no stranger to wounds and gore, given the missions Darkwick sends ghouls on, but the sight of stitches makes him nauseous. He turns his head away and mumbling something that sounds like, "mhm yeah, just lemme know..."
She quickly finished stitching Vince's head to his body. Once she faced Zero, she gave a small pat on his shoulder to give a small comfort.
"It's done. You can look now... Sorry if you have to see it. I'll go get the desserts..."
"All good, all good..." he trails off, eyes glued to the floor.
"Not a fan of these kinds of things, huh? I get you..." Vincent pats Zero's back now that his body and head are intact. Evie had left to get the said desserts.
"Anymore fears you want to tell? Just in case you're uncomfortable."
Zero's stomach gave an uncomfortable turn. "N-no. Nope just. Uh. Don't do great with stitches. But you're all together again so that's good."
"Just reminding you that my body is full of stitches so I don't fall apart." He handed him some an opened redbull. "Drink up to calm yourself."
Is there a single vending machine on this campus that isn't some kind of fucking portal/shortcut/whatever? Sometimes a guy just needs an overpriced redbull
Ahahaa... Teleportation go... Weeeeee... Redbulls gives you wings 🪽
that's what I'm saying dude, sometimes I just need some old fashion caffeine
Those redbulls are to die for man. I got a whole box prepared of redbulls.
eyyyy .... you maybe wanna share 😉
Sure, man... Mind if I invite my friend? :))
the look on your face says I should say no but I am so fucking desperate for caffeine I'm going to say yes
Damn... Do I look maniacal to you? Also, we all need that caffeine high better than weed. Alright, Let's go!!!
Vince just casually drags zero to the music room, where he and his friends secretly hang out since it's quite abandoned - maybe even sleep inside.
*he looks around taking in the space*
this is a nice change of pace from Sinostra, gotta hand it to you. though it looks a little disused, is that 'cos Mortkranken has like no students?
This place has been abandoned, so we casually took it as a safe space to hang. The Kraken geniuses have no time for it. My room is a no-no...
He flips a carpet to show a hidden door and casually opens it and brings out a large cooler.
Hello~ There~
He speaks to the cooler before opening it to show a lot of redbull.
I've messaged my friend and she'll be coming. If not, I'll just drag her. Also, your stigma looks unique, I've read a file about it, but I prefer going for the source... mind telling more.
*he grabs a redbull and cracks it open*
Sweet, sweet caffeine.
*he takes a sip*
Ah yeah my stigma is a real pain. In theory it's supposed to give me the ability to manipulate probability, but more often than not, it tips the scales in favor of worst case scenario rather than anything positive.
Ohh... Show me. I need to see it, I don't mind if it kills me.
Curiousity always gets the better of him. All for research and to feed off his curiosity.
Er.. sure. Shouldn’t kill you but I guess you never know…
Salfuro.
*he holds his breath waiting to see what odds are going to be altered. There’s a faint hissing sound from the cooler before 3 of the cans simultaneously explode from CO2 buildup*
Ah, there it is. Sorry about your drinks.
Pfft! Pfft- Ahaahahha! That was legit!!!
He wasn't mad but amused at how his stigma works. That was an interesting witness.
Also, you're good. Thanks for showing how it works. I can see why it works like a gambling game. It reminds me of Roulette, not Russian Roulette. If I guess my odds and even right, I win if not Hello~ consequences. I'll start cleaning it up, you relax.
Zero visibly relaxes a bit as he watches Vincent's amusement.
"Y'know if the stakes weren't so high, it would be very interesting to see how my stigma would affect Russian roulette. anyways. Here I can help clean too, haha."
"Well, as long as my head is inta-" The stitches on his neck snapped, causing his head to fall off and roll on the floor.
"Ah, bullocks... I forgot to change my stitches. Hey, buddy... mind grabbing my head for a while." He said while his body moved, pointing at the fallen head.
"Oh—OH Shit, sorry—" he scrambles after the head.
He picks it up carefully, less concerned about a body and head moving separately and more concerned about what might've gotten on the head.
He dusts off the side of the head's cheek, "So uh, is this a thing that happens often or do we have my stigma to blame for that? Sorry..."
"Oh No... You're good. This is how my body is. All stitched up cause they fall off, doesn't help that it's part of my stigma. Hahaha! Surprise! My friend should be here to stitch it for me, so I might as well wait." He said while his body moved to give out gestures.
"Oh! Okay then! As long as it wasn't my fault, I don't have to feel like an asshole, ha." He watches, fascinated by the independent movements.
"Er... um. Do you er— do you want your head back or do I keep holding it?" He awkwardly holds the head, not sure whether to make eye contact or watch the hand motions.
Second year Frostheim student incoming, knocking first until she heard Vincent saying " Come in". One she enters and sees Zero holding Vincent's head and understanding what happened. It doesn't help that Vincent is greeting her as his body waved as well.
"Hello there... Thank you for helping, Vincy. I can take it from here, so please make yourself comfortable." Vincy is the nickname for Vince. Evie said, being gentle, while handing out her hand to take her friend's head.
"Ah! Hi, don't think we've met," he says, carefully handing over Vincent's head. "I'm Zero Yōgai."
"Appreciate you coming to take over. I've literally got zero medical experience." He gives a half smile, making the bad pun.
She lets out a small laugh at that pun while taking her friend's head.
"It's alright. I like the pun you made, very creative. Also, hello... My name is Evie Dror. A second year student in Frostheim. I've seen you whenever I go in the casino to visit another friend. Would you like some desserts or any food you want?" She asked. Taking in the hospitable role.
"Nice to meet you Evie! Uhm, sure! I've never been one to turn down sweets. But please, by all means, prioritize Vincent. Any way I can help?"
"I appreciate the help, but it's all good. Just relax yourself... Although I do apologize in advice for showing this, you can look away if it makes you uncomfortable." She starts getting to work on her friend's head. First, grab Vince's medical kit, and where is it? Inside his body. The Frostheim student inserted her hand down the neck of the body, rummaging through it before pulling out the medical kit and bringing out the needles and stitches. She starts working on stitching Vince's head back.
Zero swallows and doesn't reply. He's no stranger to wounds and gore, given the missions Darkwick sends ghouls on, but the sight of stitches makes him nauseous. He turns his head away and mumbling something that sounds like, "mhm yeah, just lemme know..."
She quickly finished stitching Vince's head to his body. Once she faced Zero, she gave a small pat on his shoulder to give a small comfort.
"It's done. You can look now... Sorry if you have to see it. I'll go get the desserts..."
"All good, all good..." he trails off, eyes glued to the floor.
"Not a fan of these kinds of things, huh? I get you..." Vincent pats Zero's back now that his body and head are intact. Evie had left to get the said desserts.
"Anymore fears you want to tell? Just in case you're uncomfortable."
Guys is hand kissing still cool or is it like gross and cringe
I've heard that some people get the ick from it
I kinda did it without thinking
Nope. Not cringe nor ick.
Especially on new couples who can't kiss on the lips.
I mean, I have two friends who took a year on not kissing on the lips but on the hands, cheeks, or shoulder cause it felt awkward for them to directly do it on the lips.
( @ask-fran-valentin and @canto-unofficial ) These two XD
Is there a single vending machine on this campus that isn't some kind of fucking portal/shortcut/whatever? Sometimes a guy just needs an overpriced redbull
Ahahaa... Teleportation go... Weeeeee... Redbulls gives you wings 🪽
that's what I'm saying dude, sometimes I just need some old fashion caffeine
Those redbulls are to die for man. I got a whole box prepared of redbulls.
eyyyy .... you maybe wanna share 😉
Sure, man... Mind if I invite my friend? :))
the look on your face says I should say no but I am so fucking desperate for caffeine I'm going to say yes
Damn... Do I look maniacal to you? Also, we all need that caffeine high better than weed. Alright, Let's go!!!
Vince just casually drags zero to the music room, where he and his friends secretly hang out since it's quite abandoned - maybe even sleep inside.
*he looks around taking in the space*
this is a nice change of pace from Sinostra, gotta hand it to you. though it looks a little disused, is that 'cos Mortkranken has like no students?
This place has been abandoned, so we casually took it as a safe space to hang. The Kraken geniuses have no time for it. My room is a no-no...
He flips a carpet to show a hidden door and casually opens it and brings out a large cooler.
Hello~ There~
He speaks to the cooler before opening it to show a lot of redbull.
I've messaged my friend and she'll be coming. If not, I'll just drag her. Also, your stigma looks unique, I've read a file about it, but I prefer going for the source... mind telling more.
*he grabs a redbull and cracks it open*
Sweet, sweet caffeine.
*he takes a sip*
Ah yeah my stigma is a real pain. In theory it's supposed to give me the ability to manipulate probability, but more often than not, it tips the scales in favor of worst case scenario rather than anything positive.
Ohh... Show me. I need to see it, I don't mind if it kills me.
Curiousity always gets the better of him. All for research and to feed off his curiosity.
Er.. sure. Shouldn’t kill you but I guess you never know…
Salfuro.
*he holds his breath waiting to see what odds are going to be altered. There’s a faint hissing sound from the cooler before 3 of the cans simultaneously explode from CO2 buildup*
Ah, there it is. Sorry about your drinks.
Pfft! Pfft- Ahaahahha! That was legit!!!
He wasn't mad but amused at how his stigma works. That was an interesting witness.
Also, you're good. Thanks for showing how it works. I can see why it works like a gambling game. It reminds me of Roulette, not Russian Roulette. If I guess my odds and even right, I win if not Hello~ consequences. I'll start cleaning it up, you relax.
Zero visibly relaxes a bit as he watches Vincent's amusement.
"Y'know if the stakes weren't so high, it would be very interesting to see how my stigma would affect Russian roulette. anyways. Here I can help clean too, haha."
"Well, as long as my head is inta-" The stitches on his neck snapped, causing his head to fall off and roll on the floor.
"Ah, bullocks... I forgot to change my stitches. Hey, buddy... mind grabbing my head for a while." He said while his body moved, pointing at the fallen head.
"Oh—OH Shit, sorry—" he scrambles after the head.
He picks it up carefully, less concerned about a body and head moving separately and more concerned about what might've gotten on the head.
He dusts off the side of the head's cheek, "So uh, is this a thing that happens often or do we have my stigma to blame for that? Sorry..."
"Oh No... You're good. This is how my body is. All stitched up cause they fall off, doesn't help that it's part of my stigma. Hahaha! Surprise! My friend should be here to stitch it for me, so I might as well wait." He said while his body moved to give out gestures.
