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Originally a Pharma RP Blog (RP @raysofsinshine) was then gonna be a place to discuss my humanformers. now it’s nothing:/

[bastardtrashdoctor]

inactive sorry :(

pharma’s been merged into raysofsinshine

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon stepped back startled at the sight, then he let out a short laugh."Uh, it's fine. You finish getting ready.. I don't mind waiting." He reassured him with an amused tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

"Ya looked better with the soot." He replied with a straight face.

Pharma fakes an offended gasp. “And here I thought you wanted to go out with me!

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon's audials lowered in a cheeky stance as he smirked at Pharma."Oh no,I definitely do wanna go out with ya." He responded with a flirtatious tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Good old fashioned pity?” Pharma quips back.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Pity?" He huffed.

"If you must know your face is rather attractive, pity is not a part of anything."

He gave him a thoughtful look.

"But who can say if your agreement to this date isn't out of pity." He grinned, teasing him.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Definitely self pity,” Pharma teases back.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Self pity? What did ya do?"

He questioned with a pretend confused face.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“I murdered a friend,” he fake sobs.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"And as a form of self punishment you decided to go on date?" He questioned, with a fake serious tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“I’m so lonely now, I gave into going out with you,” he snickers.

[canon-anon-roomba]

He rolled his optics on screen, stepping away from him chuckling."Speaking of said date.. We got somewhere to be." He prodded, flashing a smug grin

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Right! Sorry, I’m all scatter brained today,” he chuckles.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon stepped back startled at the sight, then he let out a short laugh."Uh, it's fine. You finish getting ready.. I don't mind waiting." He reassured him with an amused tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

"Ya looked better with the soot." He replied with a straight face.

Pharma fakes an offended gasp. “And here I thought you wanted to go out with me!

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon's audials lowered in a cheeky stance as he smirked at Pharma."Oh no,I definitely do wanna go out with ya." He responded with a flirtatious tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Good old fashioned pity?” Pharma quips back.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Pity?" He huffed.

"If you must know your face is rather attractive, pity is not a part of anything."

He gave him a thoughtful look.

"But who can say if your agreement to this date isn't out of pity." He grinned, teasing him.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Definitely self pity,” Pharma teases back.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Self pity? What did ya do?"

He questioned with a pretend confused face.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“I murdered a friend,” he fake sobs.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"And as a form of self punishment you decided to go on date?" He questioned, with a fake serious tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“I’m so lonely now, I gave into going out with you,” he snickers.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon stepped back startled at the sight, then he let out a short laugh."Uh, it's fine. You finish getting ready.. I don't mind waiting." He reassured him with an amused tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

"Ya looked better with the soot." He replied with a straight face.

Pharma fakes an offended gasp. “And here I thought you wanted to go out with me!

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon's audials lowered in a cheeky stance as he smirked at Pharma."Oh no,I definitely do wanna go out with ya." He responded with a flirtatious tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Good old fashioned pity?” Pharma quips back.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Pity?" He huffed.

"If you must know your face is rather attractive, pity is not a part of anything."

He gave him a thoughtful look.

"But who can say if your agreement to this date isn't out of pity." He grinned, teasing him.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Definitely self pity,” Pharma teases back.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Self pity? What did ya do?"

He questioned with a pretend confused face.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“I murdered a friend,” he fake sobs.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon stepped back startled at the sight, then he let out a short laugh."Uh, it's fine. You finish getting ready.. I don't mind waiting." He reassured him with an amused tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

"Ya looked better with the soot." He replied with a straight face.

Pharma fakes an offended gasp. “And here I thought you wanted to go out with me!

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon's audials lowered in a cheeky stance as he smirked at Pharma."Oh no,I definitely do wanna go out with ya." He responded with a flirtatious tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Good old fashioned pity?” Pharma quips back.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Pity?" He huffed.

"If you must know your face is rather attractive, pity is not a part of anything."

He gave him a thoughtful look.

"But who can say if your agreement to this date isn't out of pity." He grinned, teasing him.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Definitely self pity,” Pharma teases back.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon stepped back startled at the sight, then he let out a short laugh."Uh, it's fine. You finish getting ready.. I don't mind waiting." He reassured him with an amused tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

"Ya looked better with the soot." He replied with a straight face.

Pharma fakes an offended gasp. “And here I thought you wanted to go out with me!

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon's audials lowered in a cheeky stance as he smirked at Pharma."Oh no,I definitely do wanna go out with ya." He responded with a flirtatious tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Good old fashioned pity?” Pharma quips back.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon stepped back startled at the sight, then he let out a short laugh."Uh, it's fine. You finish getting ready.. I don't mind waiting." He reassured him with an amused tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

"Ya looked better with the soot." He replied with a straight face.

Pharma fakes an offended gasp. “And here I thought you wanted to go out with me!

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon stepped back startled at the sight, then he let out a short laugh."Uh, it's fine. You finish getting ready.. I don't mind waiting." He reassured him with an amused tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“You can come in,” he says, opening the door and stepping aside, a ridiculously large grin on his faceplates.

[canon-anon-roomba]

He couldn't help but grin in return, Pharma's being very contagious.

"Well, someone's happy." He chuckled, feeling a bit more at ease as he stepped inside.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Sorry, I’m just excited about the date,” he says, grabbing a wet towel to wipe soot of his servos. “And I was trying to make another form of my meds but, obviously, it blew up in my face.”

[canon-anon-roomba]

"The excitement is mutual." He grinned, looking shortly to what he was doing before meeting Pharma's gaze again, an eye brow raised."Did you try to melt it together again?"

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Yeah...” he sighs. “Do I got anything on my face?” he asks, unaware of half his face being covered.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Yep, half of your face is covered in soot." He chuckled."I thought you were two face or something." With a teasing grin he prodded him jokingly.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Can you uh... Asist me? I can’t really see it,” he asks, holding out the cloth to Anon.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Oh! Yes, of course." He took the cloth from him, and cupped the side of Pharma's face without the soot with his servo to steady himself. With the other one he wiped away at the soot, trying not to scrub too hard.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

Pharma hides his smile, and his servos rest on Anon’s waist.

[canon-anon-roomba]

His audials turn white from the top down, avoiding looking directly into Pharma's optics. He didn't want to blush more as he already was.

He did take a tiny step closer, once he was done he held the cloth away, studying his face.

"I think that got rid of all of it." He quietly murmured.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Am I prettier now?” Pharma purrs.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon stepped back startled at the sight, then he let out a short laugh."Uh, it's fine. You finish getting ready.. I don't mind waiting." He reassured him with an amused tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“You can come in,” he says, opening the door and stepping aside, a ridiculously large grin on his faceplates.

[canon-anon-roomba]

He couldn't help but grin in return, Pharma's being very contagious.

"Well, someone's happy." He chuckled, feeling a bit more at ease as he stepped inside.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Sorry, I’m just excited about the date,” he says, grabbing a wet towel to wipe soot of his servos. “And I was trying to make another form of my meds but, obviously, it blew up in my face.”

[canon-anon-roomba]

"The excitement is mutual." He grinned, looking shortly to what he was doing before meeting Pharma's gaze again, an eye brow raised."Did you try to melt it together again?"

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Yeah...” he sighs. “Do I got anything on my face?” he asks, unaware of half his face being covered.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Yep, half of your face is covered in soot." He chuckled."I thought you were two face or something." With a teasing grin he prodded him jokingly.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Can you uh... Asist me? I can’t really see it,” he asks, holding out the cloth to Anon.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Oh! Yes, of course." He took the cloth from him, and cupped the side of Pharma's face without the soot with his servo to steady himself. With the other one he wiped away at the soot, trying not to scrub too hard.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

Pharma hides his smile, and his servos rest on Anon’s waist.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon stepped back startled at the sight, then he let out a short laugh."Uh, it's fine. You finish getting ready.. I don't mind waiting." He reassured him with an amused tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“You can come in,” he says, opening the door and stepping aside, a ridiculously large grin on his faceplates.

[canon-anon-roomba]

He couldn't help but grin in return, Pharma's being very contagious.

"Well, someone's happy." He chuckled, feeling a bit more at ease as he stepped inside.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Sorry, I’m just excited about the date,” he says, grabbing a wet towel to wipe soot of his servos. “And I was trying to make another form of my meds but, obviously, it blew up in my face.”

[canon-anon-roomba]

"The excitement is mutual." He grinned, looking shortly to what he was doing before meeting Pharma's gaze again, an eye brow raised."Did you try to melt it together again?"

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Yeah...” he sighs. “Do I got anything on my face?” he asks, unaware of half his face being covered.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Yep, half of your face is covered in soot." He chuckled."I thought you were two face or something." With a teasing grin he prodded him jokingly.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Can you uh... Asist me? I can’t really see it,” he asks, holding out the cloth to Anon.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon stepped back startled at the sight, then he let out a short laugh."Uh, it's fine. You finish getting ready.. I don't mind waiting." He reassured him with an amused tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“You can come in,” he says, opening the door and stepping aside, a ridiculously large grin on his faceplates.

[canon-anon-roomba]

He couldn't help but grin in return, Pharma's being very contagious.

"Well, someone's happy." He chuckled, feeling a bit more at ease as he stepped inside.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Sorry, I’m just excited about the date,” he says, grabbing a wet towel to wipe soot of his servos. “And I was trying to make another form of my meds but, obviously, it blew up in my face.”

[canon-anon-roomba]

"The excitement is mutual." He grinned, looking shortly to what he was doing before meeting Pharma's gaze again, an eye brow raised."Did you try to melt it together again?"

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Yeah...” he sighs. “Do I got anything on my face?” he asks, unaware of half his face being covered.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon stepped back startled at the sight, then he let out a short laugh."Uh, it's fine. You finish getting ready.. I don't mind waiting." He reassured him with an amused tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“You can come in,” he says, opening the door and stepping aside, a ridiculously large grin on his faceplates.

[canon-anon-roomba]

He couldn't help but grin in return, Pharma's being very contagious.

"Well, someone's happy." He chuckled, feeling a bit more at ease as he stepped inside.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Sorry, I’m just excited about the date,” he says, grabbing a wet towel to wipe soot of his servos. “And I was trying to make another form of my meds but, obviously, it blew up in my face.”

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[canon-anon-roomba]

Anon stepped back startled at the sight, then he let out a short laugh."Uh, it's fine. You finish getting ready.. I don't mind waiting." He reassured him with an amused tone.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“You can come in,” he says, opening the door and stepping aside, a ridiculously large grin on his faceplates.

[wadefeltonism-deactivated202106]

rb if you’d wipe all pedophiles off this earth

[mohawkmama]

It’s sad that there are only 13k notes on this..m

[thiccdaddy-mbaku]

put this on all 3 of my blogs

[bastardtrashdoctor]

At 6pm sharp Anon announced his arrival with a knock, nervously kneading his servos. He needn't be, but he really wanted to hopefully impress Pharma.

Pharma opens the door, half his face covered in soot. “Hi. I uh... lost track of time...” he says sheepishly.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

Anon had been continously glancing in Pharma's direction the entire time he was in the restaurant. It was distracting him slightly since he wanted to get it off his chest and know once and for all, but he still was scared what would happen afterwards. Finally at the end of the shift, he walked over, and sat across him. "Got any plans for saturday?"

“Not yet. Might go on a murder spree, might go save a life, who knows,” Pharma replies casually, smirking.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"So... would you perhaps like to go out with me on that day, if nothing comes up?" He asked, holding his servos together, while looking straight on to Pharon.

He hoped he didn't he was joking.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“I don’t see why not,” Pharma replies, smiling at him. “Unless you chicken out,” he smirks.

[canon-anon-roomba]

His optics on his screen widened slightly, suprised it actually worked.

He let out a snort, shaking his head with a grin."Well, I doubt so since I did ask after all."

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Doesn’t mean you can’t get an anxiety attack later,” Pharma snickers.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"Yeah yeah, you'll see." He shot back, with a grin.

"I'll fetch ya at 6 pm then, alright?" He stated, leaning on the table with his servos, in the motion to leaving Pharma's table again.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Okie dokie!” he agrees, smiling.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

Anon had been continously glancing in Pharma's direction the entire time he was in the restaurant. It was distracting him slightly since he wanted to get it off his chest and know once and for all, but he still was scared what would happen afterwards. Finally at the end of the shift, he walked over, and sat across him. "Got any plans for saturday?"

“Not yet. Might go on a murder spree, might go save a life, who knows,” Pharma replies casually, smirking.

[canon-anon-roomba]

"So... would you perhaps like to go out with me on that day, if nothing comes up?" He asked, holding his servos together, while looking straight on to Pharon.

He hoped he didn't he was joking.

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“I don’t see why not,” Pharma replies, smiling at him. “Unless you chicken out,” he smirks.

[canon-anon-roomba]

His optics on his screen widened slightly, suprised it actually worked.

He let out a snort, shaking his head with a grin."Well, I doubt so since I did ask after all."

[bastardtrashdoctor]

“Doesn’t mean you can’t get an anxiety attack later,” Pharma snickers.