Docile / Z-18

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[docile-official]

'Ah! Didn't hear you there! Welcome to my shop! I am Docile! Here's the rules for my shop, and some info!'

Blog by: @shiremoon-and-sunset

Hello! Please read this post before interacting or sending an ask!

Rules & other under the break

I curse, expect that shit in response to asks, Docile doesn't filter all of the time, and they don't give a damn.

-NO NSFW ASKS

-NO ATTEMPTS AT ROMANCE

-NO STTS asks, I haven't figured out the dialogue response for Docile yet, and I will ignore your ask!

-NO being racist here!

-Dont try to romance me! I don't want to date you!

DNI LIST:

Pedophiles

Zoophiles

Transphobes

Homophobes

Trans-autistics or Trans-adhds (THEY ARE SERIOUS FUCKING DISABILITIES GO FUCK YOURSELF IF YOU AREN'T DOCTOR DIAGNOSED, YOU CAN'T SAY YOU HAVE IT, JUST THAT YOU SUSPECT YOU DO!)

Transdisableds (People who say they are disabled or have a disability, when they don't)

You are allowed to:

Hug docile

Call them a bitch

Tell them someone hurt painter and sick them on the evil

Trade with Docile

Platonically cuddle with Docile (they might be uncomfortable with it if they don't trust you)

Flash beacon Docile

Ask ME questions

Tell Docile to kys (they will be genuinely hurt (and probably slap you))

Ect.

You are NOT allowed to:

Criticize me

Hug me (since I am not physically near you)

Call me a bitch (we ain't that close)

Kiss Docile

Attempt to romance Docile

Kill Docile (they'll kill you first)

Puke on Docile (that's rude)

Use KYS jokes at me

Tell Docile to step on you (eewwwww (also, rude, they don't have legs))

I am human behind this, so I may not be able to answer your asks immediately

For most of the year, I may not answer you for SEVERAL hours, this is due to the fact I have school, I am sleeping, or I am away from my phone, since I don't happen to have Tumblr on my PC.

In Character Tag: #Z-18chaos

OOC tag: #Z-18Creatorchaos

Extra:

This means something is being emphasized

This means something is likely being yelled, or said with a lot of anger

Same as above but also being emphasized

"This is whispering"

This is a sidenote or OOC

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Lore:

Docile (Previously Andisite Hazardia) is the second survivor in the Gills project, far larger than Sebastian. Since the security breach, they have killed approximately 203 personnel. They have been seen selling Expendables Blacklights, Deep Sea Bunnies, and the specialized med kits for Deep Sea Bunnies, in trade for metal scrap or loose assets. It is suspected that they give most, if not all, of these loose assets to Z-13, since they have been spotted slithering into areas he set his shop up at, with mountains of loose assets, and then leaving them with none. They appear to be fond of Painter, having been seen killing EXR-P units in order to protect the AI.

They have been seen attempting to get into NAVI's chamber, and the one time they succeeded, they did a fair bit of damage to her wires and servers before being forced to flee as Navi's defense systems finally caught onto the fact they were being attacked. This means Painter has a stronger hold on the Blacksite than he did previously. Z-18 particularly HATES being called their birth name, and will repeatedly state "THAT ISN'T ME!" They appear to have severe disconnect from their original form, and if finding any pictures of themself pre-experimentation, will immediately scribble themself out with a marker, pen, or pencil, or tear themself out of the picture.

-Allies: Painter, Sebastian, Eyefestation

-Neutral: Most EXR-Ps, majority of the blacksite entities, Old Man Lopee (he fears their ancestors)

-Enemies: Urbanshade, a couple EXR-Ps, Searchlights

-Nemesises: Mr Shade

Docile:

That is all as of now! Further Info will be added as it is needed!

[docile-official]

I've been thinking about a Docile AU that takes place 30 years after the breach, but without them escaping.

Docile would probably have lost almost all of their humanity to starvation induced insanity, since, they never stop growing because Urbanshade messed up their genes and there's no longer a gene that stops growth past a certain point, nor one to slow it. It would lead to Docile being unsafe to be around unless you were Sebastian or one of their pre established allies. Vultuses would begin growing scarce around the blacksite, avoiding the only thing capable of hunting them, and causing Docile to lose their one main food source, while still growing.

Docile would probably be over four times Sebastian's size, even with them constantly being hungry. Due to this rapid growth, Docile would no longer fit inside most of the rooms in the Blacksite, which would lead to them being forced to live where you would normally encounter searchlights, but due to their presence, no such creature is there. The challenge is to survive a starving creature over four times Sebastian's size that is incredibly intelligent.

(I'll reblog with art if I make any of this au!)

[docile-official]

so…how in the world do you love around the place? Too big for vents and doorways do you just…swim around the blacksite?

'Oh- There's a larger system of vents that I can squeeze through, but I do usually swim around the blacksite. Vultuses aren't really an issue for me unless they catch me off guard, but with the vibrations their calls make, and how frequently they call out, it's rare.'

*They responded, clasping their hands together, as their deep sea bunny shifted restlessly in their scarf.*

'So, is there anything else you might have to ask, or is that all?'

(yippee first ask!!!)

[docile-official]

'Got bored, decided to draw Bullet and Explosive using pen.'

'Idiot 1 is on the back of the notebook, idiot 2 is on page 128.'

[allikawaii]

Welcome to "I'd push Mr. Shade down the stairs" Club.

How I'd push Mr. Shade down the stairs are you today?

[docile-official]

'658743%. The exact number of times I was tested on.'

*Docile, does not like Mr. Shade, and would enjoy getting to turn him into a corpse with their talons.*

[a-certain-painter]

(@docile-official)

'Oh! I've seen that one, never talked though, he has seen me, but he'd caught me off guard while I was scavenging for metal for my projects, so I fled, I think he tried to call out to me, but I was startled, so I didn't listen. I think I scared Eyefestation with how fast I'd been moving, since I quite literally slammed through the reinforced glass and accidentally ran directly into her. Thankfully she didn't get too irritated, she seemed to calm down once I gave her some fish I'd hunted less than an hour previously. Thankfully.'

*Docile's tail shifted slightly, as they coiled it around themself loosely for comfort.*

'Is Sebastian an ally of yours?'

Yes-! He’s my friend. He asked me to help him delay the expendables from getting the crystal.

he promised he’d get us out of here.

[docile-official]

'How does he plan to go about this? There's no functioning submarines down here, except for mere moments while the expendables are coming out of them to the docks? He wouldn't be able to get you out without a submarine, since you aren't waterproof based on how your casing looks.'

*Docile tilted their head in question, before narrowing their eyes at the ceiling.*

'It smells like water. And based on where I think it's coming from, it's probably a pipe that's starting to burst. Right above you...'

*Docile's whiskers twitched slightly, as they looked at the ceiling warily.*

'Can I unplug you without turning you off to move you or are you forced to stay plugged into an outlet at all times?'

[a-certain-painter]

well, he said he had a plan-

there's a what now

Uh, I can be unplugged yeah- l'll be offline, but as long as i get plugged back in I'll be okay. Just uh-do me a favor and grab the walkie talkie, that's how I talk to Sebastian.

[docile-official]

'Ah- Alright- I'll grab it, I'll take you back to my area, since it's the safest place I can think of. Here is too dangerous if there's a pipe about to burst.'

*Docile located the key card to Painter's enclosure, scanning it on the card reader, before entering the enclosure, barely able to fit enough of their upper body in that their second pair of arms were inside, before grabbing the walkie talkie, carefully as to not harm it.*

'I'll get you to my den as quickly as possible, and then I'll plug you in again. I'll bring all this other stuff along as well.'

*Docile scooped up all of the attachments and objects near Painter's body, before carefully unplugging him, sharp claws held away from the cord, before they gently hefted him up, and quickly made their way through the halls, making a couple turns before locating the larger of the two vents leading into their den, and pushing it open with one hand, and then landing awkwardly on the ground in front of it, mere inches short of squishing one of the deep sea bunnies that was part of the warren in their den.*

*They closed the vent, before quickly plugging Painter and all of his attachments back in. They turned away after plugging him in, in order to put the enormous vent grate back onto the vent entrance in order to deter things from entering through the vent Docile could fit through.*

'There we go-!'

'Oh yeah- here's the walkie talkie back-'

*They placed the walkie talkie on the little remaining space on their wooden table.*

[a-certain-painter]

(There’s a quick boot up sequence before their face returns to the screen.)

Oh- uh, thanks. i appreciate the help <:)

Your area looks pretty neat.

[docile-official]

*Docile's tail wags a bit, before they respond with a smile, their ear-fins perked up.*

'Thanks! I had to push some stuff off the table to make space for you, and your stuff, but all of them were already stabilized, so there's no worry, and I'll just have to put them on the shelves so the deep sea buns don't grab any of them. Especially not anything that still could explode and is still only it's third or second prototype.'

*Docile scooped up all of their projects, which ranged from something so simple as a knife, to complicated contraptions that anyone who wasn't Docile or had lived around them for a while, would understand, and walked over to the metal shelves, placing it all on them, before a small deep sea bunny toddled over, and tried to crawl on their tail.*

'Oh- Little one, careful- you aren't big enough to be doing that- I could've accidentally crushed you if I hadn't seen you there bud-'

*Docile picked up the small purple and yellow DSB, gently petting it, using their left upper arm to pet Socks so he wouldn't get too jealous.*

'You are stupidly chaotic. And a handful. But I couldn't hate you, even if I tried, you little rascal.'

*Docile moved so they were directly in front of Painter, holding up the small DSB.*

'Painter, this is Explosive, he is a baby. He lives in the warren here. He is a rascal, and has bitten me and half the expendables that crawl into my den.'

[a-certain-painter]

Awwww!

(They’re absentmindedly doodling Docile as they watch)

I can see why you named him Explosive. But anyway, he’s adorable:3

[shiremoon-and-sunset]

*Docile gently sets Explosive down, only for a white and yellow DSB to run up to them as soon as Explosive wanders off.*

'Bullet, why are you zipping around like Whisper normally does? She's usually the one being a speedy menace and demanding attention when I return, not you and Explosive. Speaking of, where is- oh, you're trying to eat something that you shouldn't be. Whisper. No- you are not eating or stealing the blacklight.'

*Docile scoops up both of the DSBs, before picking up a small clipboard, and some stray papers.*

'You need to stop being such handfuls, I only have four arms and I don't need to be using three of them just to wrangle you three.'

*Docile plucks a pen and pencil off of the overhead area, which is blocked off from the rest of the room by a guard rail.*

'You two get to take a nap while I draw to pass the time.'

*Docile huffed, before beginning a simple sketch, one of a cat, they were leaning against the wooden table Painter was sat on, so he could spy it on the paper, even if it was obvious it was a bit difficult to draw with the pen and pencil due to just how small they were compared to Docile.*

[a-certain-painter]

(they watched him draw,,, before getting used as a climbing structure by the DSBs)

oh uhh- hey uhm,, that’s not a thing to stand on little guy, don’t chew on the wires I need those-

[docile-official]

(just a sidenote, Docile is nonbinary and goes by they/them, just wanted to clarify that) (ghh I forgot to check if I was Docile Official on the last one >:[)

'!'

'Whisper- No! We do not chew on guests! Bullet, get off, you're too fat to be climbing on guests.'

*Docile huffed, gently picking Whisper up and off of Painter, and placing them in a bag that was slung over their shoulder, doing the same with Bullet.*

'Sorry about that. Wanna see what I made?'

*Docile held up the clipboard, showing their finished drawing.*

'It's of an alleycat I used to feed and care for when I was thirteen, till I was eighteen. She was black and white, and had really pretty purple eyes.'

'I wonder how she's doing, if she's finally died of old age or if she's still kicking at like twenty.'

*Socks poked his head out of Docile's scarf, letting out a singular squeak, before gently headbutting them.*

'Wuh- Socks, why am I being lovingly abused by you-'

*Docile yawned, their teeth on full display as they did so.*

[a-certain-painter]

(you got it gng)

Yeah-

oh, wow! That’s really good :D

I never really drew animals that much, only if I saw them in the landscapes.

she sounds like a nice cat :3

[docile-official]

(morning, I just woke up, it is 10 am for me)

*Docile blinked sleepily, shifting so they could coil up like a snake would, and laying their head on their tail.*

'I. Might fall asleep. Sorry If I do.'

*Socks would wiggle out of their scarf, quickly finding his way into their arms, and curling up there.*

*Docile did not succeed in staying awake, their breathing evening out rather quickly, and a quiet purr emanating from them.*

[a-certain-painter]

(morning twin it’s like 8 over here)

oh uh,,, goodnight then?

I should probably tell Sebastian about all this later-

[docile-official]

(sorry for the radio silence my idiot self didn't check notifications and so I never realized you responded '-_-)

*Their ear twitched slightly, and one of their eyes flicked open for a moment, before closing again. Apparently they had very poor sleep depth or something.*

'Your talkie wasn't deactivated, it's still on the table next to you. You can talk to him if ya want, just try not to start arguing or yelling.'

*They buried their face in their scarf, settling once again, ears lowering slowly before they were actually asleep again. The four DSBs managed to end up curled up on Docile and their tail, and were all napping. Docile's whiskers occasionally twitched when something or somebody went past outside the smaller vent.*

[a-certain-painter]

(@docile-official)

'Oh! I've seen that one, never talked though, he has seen me, but he'd caught me off guard while I was scavenging for metal for my projects, so I fled, I think he tried to call out to me, but I was startled, so I didn't listen. I think I scared Eyefestation with how fast I'd been moving, since I quite literally slammed through the reinforced glass and accidentally ran directly into her. Thankfully she didn't get too irritated, she seemed to calm down once I gave her some fish I'd hunted less than an hour previously. Thankfully.'

*Docile's tail shifted slightly, as they coiled it around themself loosely for comfort.*

'Is Sebastian an ally of yours?'

Yes-! He’s my friend. He asked me to help him delay the expendables from getting the crystal.

he promised he’d get us out of here.

[docile-official]

'How does he plan to go about this? There's no functioning submarines down here, except for mere moments while the expendables are coming out of them to the docks? He wouldn't be able to get you out without a submarine, since you aren't waterproof based on how your casing looks.'

*Docile tilted their head in question, before narrowing their eyes at the ceiling.*

'It smells like water. And based on where I think it's coming from, it's probably a pipe that's starting to burst. Right above you...'

*Docile's whiskers twitched slightly, as they looked at the ceiling warily.*

'Can I unplug you without turning you off to move you or are you forced to stay plugged into an outlet at all times?'

[a-certain-painter]

well, he said he had a plan-

there's a what now

Uh, I can be unplugged yeah- l'll be offline, but as long as i get plugged back in I'll be okay. Just uh-do me a favor and grab the walkie talkie, that's how I talk to Sebastian.

[docile-official]

'Ah- Alright- I'll grab it, I'll take you back to my area, since it's the safest place I can think of. Here is too dangerous if there's a pipe about to burst.'

*Docile located the key card to Painter's enclosure, scanning it on the card reader, before entering the enclosure, barely able to fit enough of their upper body in that their second pair of arms were inside, before grabbing the walkie talkie, carefully as to not harm it.*

'I'll get you to my den as quickly as possible, and then I'll plug you in again. I'll bring all this other stuff along as well.'

*Docile scooped up all of the attachments and objects near Painter's body, before carefully unplugging him, sharp claws held away from the cord, before they gently hefted him up, and quickly made their way through the halls, making a couple turns before locating the larger of the two vents leading into their den, and pushing it open with one hand, and then landing awkwardly on the ground in front of it, mere inches short of squishing one of the deep sea bunnies that was part of the warren in their den.*

*They closed the vent, before quickly plugging Painter and all of his attachments back in. They turned away after plugging him in, in order to put the enormous vent grate back onto the vent entrance in order to deter things from entering through the vent Docile could fit through.*

'There we go-!'

'Oh yeah- here's the walkie talkie back-'

*They placed the walkie talkie on the little remaining space on their wooden table.*

[a-certain-painter]

(There’s a quick boot up sequence before their face returns to the screen.)

Oh- uh, thanks. i appreciate the help <:)

Your area looks pretty neat.

[docile-official]

*Docile's tail wags a bit, before they respond with a smile, their ear-fins perked up.*

'Thanks! I had to push some stuff off the table to make space for you, and your stuff, but all of them were already stabilized, so there's no worry, and I'll just have to put them on the shelves so the deep sea buns don't grab any of them. Especially not anything that still could explode and is still only it's third or second prototype.'

*Docile scooped up all of their projects, which ranged from something so simple as a knife, to complicated contraptions that anyone who wasn't Docile or had lived around them for a while, would understand, and walked over to the metal shelves, placing it all on them, before a small deep sea bunny toddled over, and tried to crawl on their tail.*

'Oh- Little one, careful- you aren't big enough to be doing that- I could've accidentally crushed you if I hadn't seen you there bud-'

*Docile picked up the small purple and yellow DSB, gently petting it, using their left upper arm to pet Socks so he wouldn't get too jealous.*

'You are stupidly chaotic. And a handful. But I couldn't hate you, even if I tried, you little rascal.'

*Docile moved so they were directly in front of Painter, holding up the small DSB.*

'Painter, this is Explosive, he is a baby. He lives in the warren here. He is a rascal, and has bitten me and half the expendables that crawl into my den.'

[a-certain-painter]

Awwww!

(They’re absentmindedly doodling Docile as they watch)

I can see why you named him Explosive. But anyway, he’s adorable:3

[shiremoon-and-sunset]

*Docile gently sets Explosive down, only for a white and yellow DSB to run up to them as soon as Explosive wanders off.*

'Bullet, why are you zipping around like Whisper normally does? She's usually the one being a speedy menace and demanding attention when I return, not you and Explosive. Speaking of, where is- oh, you're trying to eat something that you shouldn't be. Whisper. No- you are not eating or stealing the blacklight.'

*Docile scoops up both of the DSBs, before picking up a small clipboard, and some stray papers.*

'You need to stop being such handfuls, I only have four arms and I don't need to be using three of them just to wrangle you three.'

*Docile plucks a pen and pencil off of the overhead area, which is blocked off from the rest of the room by a guard rail.*

'You two get to take a nap while I draw to pass the time.'

*Docile huffed, before beginning a simple sketch, one of a cat, they were leaning against the wooden table Painter was sat on, so he could spy it on the paper, even if it was obvious it was a bit difficult to draw with the pen and pencil due to just how small they were compared to Docile.*

[a-certain-painter]

(they watched him draw,,, before getting used as a climbing structure by the DSBs)

oh uhh- hey uhm,, that’s not a thing to stand on little guy, don’t chew on the wires I need those-

[docile-official]

(just a sidenote, Docile is nonbinary and goes by they/them, just wanted to clarify that) (ghh I forgot to check if I was Docile Official on the last one >:[)

'!'

'Whisper- No! We do not chew on guests! Bullet, get off, you're too fat to be climbing on guests.'

*Docile huffed, gently picking Whisper up and off of Painter, and placing them in a bag that was slung over their shoulder, doing the same with Bullet.*

'Sorry about that. Wanna see what I made?'

*Docile held up the clipboard, showing their finished drawing.*

'It's of an alleycat I used to feed and care for when I was thirteen, till I was eighteen. She was black and white, and had really pretty purple eyes.'

'I wonder how she's doing, if she's finally died of old age or if she's still kicking at like twenty.'

*Socks poked his head out of Docile's scarf, letting out a singular squeak, before gently headbutting them.*

'Wuh- Socks, why am I being lovingly abused by you-'

*Docile yawned, their teeth on full display as they did so.*

[a-certain-painter]

(you got it gng)

Yeah-

oh, wow! That’s really good :D

I never really drew animals that much, only if I saw them in the landscapes.

she sounds like a nice cat :3

[docile-official]

(morning, I just woke up, it is 10 am for me)

*Docile blinked sleepily, shifting so they could coil up like a snake would, and laying their head on their tail.*

'I. Might fall asleep. Sorry If I do.'

*Socks would wiggle out of their scarf, quickly finding his way into their arms, and curling up there.*

*Docile did not succeed in staying awake, their breathing evening out rather quickly, and a quiet purr emanating from them.*

[a-certain-painter]

(@docile-official)

'Oh! I've seen that one, never talked though, he has seen me, but he'd caught me off guard while I was scavenging for metal for my projects, so I fled, I think he tried to call out to me, but I was startled, so I didn't listen. I think I scared Eyefestation with how fast I'd been moving, since I quite literally slammed through the reinforced glass and accidentally ran directly into her. Thankfully she didn't get too irritated, she seemed to calm down once I gave her some fish I'd hunted less than an hour previously. Thankfully.'

*Docile's tail shifted slightly, as they coiled it around themself loosely for comfort.*

'Is Sebastian an ally of yours?'

Yes-! He’s my friend. He asked me to help him delay the expendables from getting the crystal.

he promised he’d get us out of here.

[docile-official]

'How does he plan to go about this? There's no functioning submarines down here, except for mere moments while the expendables are coming out of them to the docks? He wouldn't be able to get you out without a submarine, since you aren't waterproof based on how your casing looks.'

*Docile tilted their head in question, before narrowing their eyes at the ceiling.*

'It smells like water. And based on where I think it's coming from, it's probably a pipe that's starting to burst. Right above you...'

*Docile's whiskers twitched slightly, as they looked at the ceiling warily.*

'Can I unplug you without turning you off to move you or are you forced to stay plugged into an outlet at all times?'

[a-certain-painter]

well, he said he had a plan-

there's a what now

Uh, I can be unplugged yeah- l'll be offline, but as long as i get plugged back in I'll be okay. Just uh-do me a favor and grab the walkie talkie, that's how I talk to Sebastian.

[docile-official]

'Ah- Alright- I'll grab it, I'll take you back to my area, since it's the safest place I can think of. Here is too dangerous if there's a pipe about to burst.'

*Docile located the key card to Painter's enclosure, scanning it on the card reader, before entering the enclosure, barely able to fit enough of their upper body in that their second pair of arms were inside, before grabbing the walkie talkie, carefully as to not harm it.*

'I'll get you to my den as quickly as possible, and then I'll plug you in again. I'll bring all this other stuff along as well.'

*Docile scooped up all of the attachments and objects near Painter's body, before carefully unplugging him, sharp claws held away from the cord, before they gently hefted him up, and quickly made their way through the halls, making a couple turns before locating the larger of the two vents leading into their den, and pushing it open with one hand, and then landing awkwardly on the ground in front of it, mere inches short of squishing one of the deep sea bunnies that was part of the warren in their den.*

*They closed the vent, before quickly plugging Painter and all of his attachments back in. They turned away after plugging him in, in order to put the enormous vent grate back onto the vent entrance in order to deter things from entering through the vent Docile could fit through.*

'There we go-!'

'Oh yeah- here's the walkie talkie back-'

*They placed the walkie talkie on the little remaining space on their wooden table.*

[a-certain-painter]

(There’s a quick boot up sequence before their face returns to the screen.)

Oh- uh, thanks. i appreciate the help <:)

Your area looks pretty neat.

[docile-official]

*Docile's tail wags a bit, before they respond with a smile, their ear-fins perked up.*

'Thanks! I had to push some stuff off the table to make space for you, and your stuff, but all of them were already stabilized, so there's no worry, and I'll just have to put them on the shelves so the deep sea buns don't grab any of them. Especially not anything that still could explode and is still only it's third or second prototype.'

*Docile scooped up all of their projects, which ranged from something so simple as a knife, to complicated contraptions that anyone who wasn't Docile or had lived around them for a while, would understand, and walked over to the metal shelves, placing it all on them, before a small deep sea bunny toddled over, and tried to crawl on their tail.*

'Oh- Little one, careful- you aren't big enough to be doing that- I could've accidentally crushed you if I hadn't seen you there bud-'

*Docile picked up the small purple and yellow DSB, gently petting it, using their left upper arm to pet Socks so he wouldn't get too jealous.*

'You are stupidly chaotic. And a handful. But I couldn't hate you, even if I tried, you little rascal.'

*Docile moved so they were directly in front of Painter, holding up the small DSB.*

'Painter, this is Explosive, he is a baby. He lives in the warren here. He is a rascal, and has bitten me and half the expendables that crawl into my den.'

[a-certain-painter]

Awwww!

(They’re absentmindedly doodling Docile as they watch)

I can see why you named him Explosive. But anyway, he’s adorable:3

[shiremoon-and-sunset]

*Docile gently sets Explosive down, only for a white and yellow DSB to run up to them as soon as Explosive wanders off.*

'Bullet, why are you zipping around like Whisper normally does? She's usually the one being a speedy menace and demanding attention when I return, not you and Explosive. Speaking of, where is- oh, you're trying to eat something that you shouldn't be. Whisper. No- you are not eating or stealing the blacklight.'

*Docile scoops up both of the DSBs, before picking up a small clipboard, and some stray papers.*

'You need to stop being such handfuls, I only have four arms and I don't need to be using three of them just to wrangle you three.'

*Docile plucks a pen and pencil off of the overhead area, which is blocked off from the rest of the room by a guard rail.*

'You two get to take a nap while I draw to pass the time.'

*Docile huffed, before beginning a simple sketch, one of a cat, they were leaning against the wooden table Painter was sat on, so he could spy it on the paper, even if it was obvious it was a bit difficult to draw with the pen and pencil due to just how small they were compared to Docile.*

[a-certain-painter]

(they watched him draw,,, before getting used as a climbing structure by the DSBs)

oh uhh- hey uhm,, that’s not a thing to stand on little guy, don’t chew on the wires I need those-

[docile-official]

(just a sidenote, Docile is nonbinary and goes by they/them, just wanted to clarify that) (ghh I forgot to check if I was Docile Official on the last one >:[)

'!'

'Whisper- No! We do not chew on guests! Bullet, get off, you're too fat to be climbing on guests.'

*Docile huffed, gently picking Whisper up and off of Painter, and placing them in a bag that was slung over their shoulder, doing the same with Bullet.*

'Sorry about that. Wanna see what I made?'

*Docile held up the clipboard, showing their finished drawing.*

'It's of an alleycat I used to feed and care for when I was thirteen, till I was eighteen. She was black and white, and had really pretty purple eyes.'

'I wonder how she's doing, if she's finally died of old age or if she's still kicking at like twenty.'

*Socks poked his head out of Docile's scarf, letting out a singular squeak, before gently headbutting them.*

'Wuh- Socks, why am I being lovingly abused by you-'

*Docile yawned, their teeth on full display as they did so.*

[a-certain-painter]

(@docile-official)

'Oh! I've seen that one, never talked though, he has seen me, but he'd caught me off guard while I was scavenging for metal for my projects, so I fled, I think he tried to call out to me, but I was startled, so I didn't listen. I think I scared Eyefestation with how fast I'd been moving, since I quite literally slammed through the reinforced glass and accidentally ran directly into her. Thankfully she didn't get too irritated, she seemed to calm down once I gave her some fish I'd hunted less than an hour previously. Thankfully.'

*Docile's tail shifted slightly, as they coiled it around themself loosely for comfort.*

'Is Sebastian an ally of yours?'

Yes-! He’s my friend. He asked me to help him delay the expendables from getting the crystal.

he promised he’d get us out of here.

[docile-official]

'How does he plan to go about this? There's no functioning submarines down here, except for mere moments while the expendables are coming out of them to the docks? He wouldn't be able to get you out without a submarine, since you aren't waterproof based on how your casing looks.'

*Docile tilted their head in question, before narrowing their eyes at the ceiling.*

'It smells like water. And based on where I think it's coming from, it's probably a pipe that's starting to burst. Right above you...'

*Docile's whiskers twitched slightly, as they looked at the ceiling warily.*

'Can I unplug you without turning you off to move you or are you forced to stay plugged into an outlet at all times?'

[a-certain-painter]

well, he said he had a plan-

there's a what now

Uh, I can be unplugged yeah- l'll be offline, but as long as i get plugged back in I'll be okay. Just uh-do me a favor and grab the walkie talkie, that's how I talk to Sebastian.

[docile-official]

'Ah- Alright- I'll grab it, I'll take you back to my area, since it's the safest place I can think of. Here is too dangerous if there's a pipe about to burst.'

*Docile located the key card to Painter's enclosure, scanning it on the card reader, before entering the enclosure, barely able to fit enough of their upper body in that their second pair of arms were inside, before grabbing the walkie talkie, carefully as to not harm it.*

'I'll get you to my den as quickly as possible, and then I'll plug you in again. I'll bring all this other stuff along as well.'

*Docile scooped up all of the attachments and objects near Painter's body, before carefully unplugging him, sharp claws held away from the cord, before they gently hefted him up, and quickly made their way through the halls, making a couple turns before locating the larger of the two vents leading into their den, and pushing it open with one hand, and then landing awkwardly on the ground in front of it, mere inches short of squishing one of the deep sea bunnies that was part of the warren in their den.*

*They closed the vent, before quickly plugging Painter and all of his attachments back in. They turned away after plugging him in, in order to put the enormous vent grate back onto the vent entrance in order to deter things from entering through the vent Docile could fit through.*

'There we go-!'

'Oh yeah- here's the walkie talkie back-'

*They placed the walkie talkie on the little remaining space on their wooden table.*

[a-certain-painter]

(There’s a quick boot up sequence before their face returns to the screen.)

Oh- uh, thanks. i appreciate the help <:)

Your area looks pretty neat.

[docile-official]

*Docile's tail wags a bit, before they respond with a smile, their ear-fins perked up.*

'Thanks! I had to push some stuff off the table to make space for you, and your stuff, but all of them were already stabilized, so there's no worry, and I'll just have to put them on the shelves so the deep sea buns don't grab any of them. Especially not anything that still could explode and is still only it's third or second prototype.'

*Docile scooped up all of their projects, which ranged from something so simple as a knife, to complicated contraptions that anyone who wasn't Docile or had lived around them for a while, would understand, and walked over to the metal shelves, placing it all on them, before a small deep sea bunny toddled over, and tried to crawl on their tail.*

'Oh- Little one, careful- you aren't big enough to be doing that- I could've accidentally crushed you if I hadn't seen you there bud-'

*Docile picked up the small purple and yellow DSB, gently petting it, using their left upper arm to pet Socks so he wouldn't get too jealous.*

'You are stupidly chaotic. And a handful. But I couldn't hate you, even if I tried, you little rascal.'

*Docile moved so they were directly in front of Painter, holding up the small DSB.*

'Painter, this is Explosive, he is a baby. He lives in the warren here. He is a rascal, and has bitten me and half the expendables that crawl into my den.'

[a-certain-painter]

(@docile-official)

'Oh! I've seen that one, never talked though, he has seen me, but he'd caught me off guard while I was scavenging for metal for my projects, so I fled, I think he tried to call out to me, but I was startled, so I didn't listen. I think I scared Eyefestation with how fast I'd been moving, since I quite literally slammed through the reinforced glass and accidentally ran directly into her. Thankfully she didn't get too irritated, she seemed to calm down once I gave her some fish I'd hunted less than an hour previously. Thankfully.'

*Docile's tail shifted slightly, as they coiled it around themself loosely for comfort.*

'Is Sebastian an ally of yours?'

Yes-! He’s my friend. He asked me to help him delay the expendables from getting the crystal.

he promised he’d get us out of here.

[docile-official]

'How does he plan to go about this? There's no functioning submarines down here, except for mere moments while the expendables are coming out of them to the docks? He wouldn't be able to get you out without a submarine, since you aren't waterproof based on how your casing looks.'

*Docile tilted their head in question, before narrowing their eyes at the ceiling.*

'It smells like water. And based on where I think it's coming from, it's probably a pipe that's starting to burst. Right above you...'

*Docile's whiskers twitched slightly, as they looked at the ceiling warily.*

'Can I unplug you without turning you off to move you or are you forced to stay plugged into an outlet at all times?'

[a-certain-painter]

well, he said he had a plan-

there's a what now

Uh, I can be unplugged yeah- l'll be offline, but as long as i get plugged back in I'll be okay. Just uh-do me a favor and grab the walkie talkie, that's how I talk to Sebastian.

[docile-official]

'Ah- Alright- I'll grab it, I'll take you back to my area, since it's the safest place I can think of. Here is too dangerous if there's a pipe about to burst.'

*Docile located the key card to Painter's enclosure, scanning it on the card reader, before entering the enclosure, barely able to fit enough of their upper body in that their second pair of arms were inside, before grabbing the walkie talkie, carefully as to not harm it.*

'I'll get you to my den as quickly as possible, and then I'll plug you in again. I'll bring all this other stuff along as well.'

*Docile scooped up all of the attachments and objects near Painter's body, before carefully unplugging him, sharp claws held away from the cord, before they gently hefted him up, and quickly made their way through the halls, making a couple turns before locating the larger of the two vents leading into their den, and pushing it open with one hand, and then landing awkwardly on the ground in front of it, mere inches short of squishing one of the deep sea bunnies that was part of the warren in their den.*

*They closed the vent, before quickly plugging Painter and all of his attachments back in. They turned away after plugging him in, in order to put the enormous vent grate back onto the vent entrance in order to deter things from entering through the vent Docile could fit through.*

'There we go-!'

'Oh yeah- here's the walkie talkie back-'

*They placed the walkie talkie on the little remaining space on their wooden table.*

[a-certain-painter]

(@docile-official)

'Oh! I've seen that one, never talked though, he has seen me, but he'd caught me off guard while I was scavenging for metal for my projects, so I fled, I think he tried to call out to me, but I was startled, so I didn't listen. I think I scared Eyefestation with how fast I'd been moving, since I quite literally slammed through the reinforced glass and accidentally ran directly into her. Thankfully she didn't get too irritated, she seemed to calm down once I gave her some fish I'd hunted less than an hour previously. Thankfully.'

*Docile's tail shifted slightly, as they coiled it around themself loosely for comfort.*

'Is Sebastian an ally of yours?'

Yes-! He’s my friend. He asked me to help him delay the expendables from getting the crystal.

he promised he’d get us out of here.

[docile-official]

'How does he plan to go about this? There's no functioning submarines down here, except for mere moments while the expendables are coming out of them to the docks? He wouldn't be able to get you out without a submarine, since you aren't waterproof based on how your casing looks.'

*Docile tilted their head in question, before narrowing their eyes at the ceiling.*

'It smells like water. And based on where I think it's coming from, it's probably a pipe that's starting to burst. Right above you...'

*Docile's whiskers twitched slightly, as they looked at the ceiling warily.*

'Can I unplug you without turning you off to move you or are you forced to stay plugged into an outlet at all times?'

[docile-official]

OOC post!

I love making parts of my OC genuinely horrific.

Docile having two bottom and top rows of teeth means Docile has twice as many sharp knives in their mouth, and also that they look like this when they open their mouth wide or speak.