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@dr-edward-iplier
Make your own zombie. Can’t be too hard
“Oh, sure. Let me reanimated the dead single-handedly while making sure I’m not bit or killed in the process.” He rolled his eyes so hard he nearly gave himself a migraine.
“Listen, kid, if you figure out how to do it, call me.”
“Well I apologize for the inconvenience of your day. Things don’t always go as planned, but what can you really expect in a household of Ipliers?” I shrug my shoulders casually, clicking my tongue lightly. “Anything I can do for you?” I offer politely, my dark eyes lit with a spark of hope.
“Ah, well.” He frowned, thinking. He wasn’t the most social person, but he was willing to make an exception. “I suppose if you want to stay here and talk I wouldn’t mind that. It would be nice, talking with someone who doesn’t want to kill me.” He offered a kind smile, although it was still weary.
That's the zombie! Not sure how you can get to him but, there ya go, one whole zombie for ya.
“Mh, but if I went and examined him I’d have the Septics jumping down my throat, and I’d rather not have them attack me.” They were oddly protective and much more familial than the Ipliers. The Ipliers were colleagues, but the Septics often considered themselves brothers.
Zombies have rights
“Do they?” He’s not challenging you, more asking a question.
“Do they have the rights of dead people or humans? Because if they’re brain dead, one could argue they have no rights.”
He tried to eat a flower, and he seems to like hugs.
“Ah.” He seems a bit disappointed before realization dawns on his face. “Ah. You’re talking about Robbie, the Septic’s zombie correct?” The purple zombie would certainly fit that description.
Eh, he doesnt seem to bite. He seems pretty calm.
“How unfortunate.” While he would prefer a ‘stereotypical’ zombie like something you see in the movies, one that didn’t bite would be easier to restrain.
“What else is different about this zombie?”
Whaaaat if I told you I know a zombie, not sure if you would like him but he eats cloth
“Oh?” The dark glint in his eye is back now. “I would love to meet him. Perhaps we could set up an appointment so I could have an exam..”
He has lots of plans.
Hi Doctor! Got a few questions for you, what is your favorite tool to use in the labs, do you like your job, and do you like zombies?
“My favorite tool?” He paused, thinking. “I suppose a scalpel because of how versatile it is, however you can never go wrong with forceps or tweezers.”
“And I like my job, mostly.” With the exception of handling the more dangerous egos. “Don’t like the paperwork, but I do enjoy the actual helping people bit. Plus hearing about their painful experiences is...fun.” There’s a smirk on his face, something dark swimming in his eyes before he lights up at the last question.
“And yes, I do! They’re a medical mystery, and I’d love to preform experiments on them one day. See what really makes them tick.”
Hello Dr. Iplier! New to your blog here, i’m Awesomea. How is your day going?
“Ah, nice to meet you.” He gave a small wave before his pleasant expression melted off of his face.
“My day hasn’t been..the best. Wilford shot Bim, Silver broke his leg fighting and Host needed his bandages cleaned but Dark wanted him to work.”
He really did look his age, with dark bags under his eyes and hands shaking slightly from lack of medication. “It’s been a long day and it’s not even over yet.”
❗Do you ever get tired of taking care of the Host
“Hm? Of course not!” He seemed genuinely confused and slightly upset by the question.
“The Host is one of my closest friends. I don’t personally agree with him working so close to Dark, but I would never get tired of helping him.”
“My only complaint is that he should focus on taking better care of himself so I don’t have to drag his dumbass out of his library and forcibly wash him.”
If the reader was currently listening to a peculiar radio show about now, they would hear a faint mutter of ‘hypocrite’ before the regular commentary started back up.
Doooooctor, oh DoooOOc. I stubbed my toe. Fix my owwie. Pwease?
Edward rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “Take some advil and put some ice on it. And don’t let Wilford hear you complaining.”
He leaned in, glancing around. “If he hears you complaining about a minor injuring he’ll really give you something to complain about, usually by shooting you.”
"No matter the holiday, family time is always a bad idea"
“You’re telling me.” He grumbled, leaning against the wall as he watched the raging party. The egos were uncontrollable, but during the holidays they were walking disasters, especially when coupled with the Septics love for drinking. God knows they all brought enough liquor to give every single one of them alcohol poisoning.
He took a sip of his drink, relaxing slightly. He would never admit it, but the eggnoffee was actually good, especially when you added something extra to give it a kick. “I take it you aren’t a family person?”
christmas / holiday starters
Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !
at a party
“Woah, someone drank too much egg nog.”
“Look, I only came for the Christmas cookies.”
“So do I make a sexy Santa/elf/reindeer or what?”
“Merry Christmas! Let’s get wasted.”
“Is my outfit too festive/not festive enough?”
“Hey! Come on in, I’ll get you a drink.”
a grinch
“I can’t believe I’m all alone during the holidays.”
“Most wonderful time of the year, my ass.”
“I hate snow. And smiling children.”
“If I hear one more Christmas song, someone is getting strangled with tinsel.”
“The only thing good about Christmas is the candy canes.”
“Wow, that gingerbread house is…unique.”
“Egg nog is disgusting.”
anti-grinch
“I’ve had my tree up since November.”
“How could you not like the holidays?!”
“I’m going to shove a candy cane up my ass. I’m so excited!”
“Christmas is the only time of year when I’m stressed out AND receiving a bunch of gifts.”
“There’s NO way I’m going to lose the house decorating competition.”
“Christmas isn’t a holiday. It’s a way of life.”
presents
“What did you get me?” / “I’m not telling you! It’s a surprise.”
“I didn’t know what to buy you, so..I made you something…”
“You gave me the present that I gave to YOU last year?”
“It’s perfect…”
“Aw, you didn’t have to get me anything.”
“The only gift I want is stability and happiness. But this wrapping paper is pretty.”
“You just rip the paper right off?! You heathen.” / “You save the paper? Nerd.”
secret santa
“Ugh, I can’t believe I got ___ for secret santa.”
“I got ____!! What should I give him/her/them?”
“Who bought me socks? They’re plain white no-brand socks.”
“The limit was $20, people. Why do I see an iPhone?”
“I know who got me this. There’s only one person who knows me this well. It’s you.”
with friends
“I got us matching ugly sweaters.”
“Do you think I can fit these candy canes up my nose?”
“Merry Christmas, fuckers. I’m broke but at least I got you stuff.”
“This is really corny…but you’re already a gift to me.”
“I haven’t seen you in so long! Get over here and give me a hug.”
flirty
“Are you Santa? Because I’d sit on your lap.”
“Have I been naughty this year?”
“Oh, I’d ride in your sleigh.”
“Your eyes twinkle like tree lights.”
“All I want for Christmas is you.”
snow
“It’s snowing! That’s so perfect!”
“Great, now my flight is delayed…”
“How am I supposed to get home in this weather?”
“Baby, it’s cold outside…”
“Let’s have a snowball fight.”
no snow
“Why can’t we have a white Christmas?”
“It’s too hot for hot cocoa.”
“I wish I could wear a sweater without dying.”
“It’s nice to get away from all the cold.”
“The only ice I want to see is in a cold drink.”
knows nothing about other holidays
“So is it Jesus’s birthday?”
“Where did Santa even come from?”
“…Isn’t the tree a pagan tradition?”
“How do the deer fly?”
“This holiday sounds like it was made by someone on crack.”
“What’s a Hannukah?” / “What’s a Kwanzaa?”
“Is what I’m wearing okay?”
“Stop calling me a grinch! I’m not even Christian.”
hannukah
“Watch me shove all these latkes in my mouth.”
“You don’t know how to play with a dreidel?” / “Let me teach you the dreidel game.”
“See the menorah? It’s LIT.”
“Try the sufganiyot and you will forget about Christmas cookies.”
“Hannukah is the time of year when us Jews gather and decide the next step in taking over the world. At least that’s what that crazy guy from work told me.”
“Do these dreidel cake pops look Pinterest-y enough?”
“Christians get WAY too upset over Starbucks cups. I’ve never gotten a Hannukah Starbucks cup! You don’t see me rioting about it.”
“That’s not a dreidel…That’s a beyblade.”
kwanzaa
“Who needs one day of Christmas when I have a whole week of Kwanzaa?”
“See the kinara? It’s LIT.”
“I can’t go home until I buy a new kinara.”
“What do you think of the decorations? I think I need more African print.”
“How are we out of food? Kwanzaa is about the harvest!”
“I like Kwanzaa. It’s a holiday of principles.”
“It’s not a ‘made-up’ holiday. All holidays are made up.”
“Kinda wish the unity cup was filled with whiskey. And that I could drink all of it.”
misc.
“No matter the holiday, family time is always a bad idea.”
“This isn’t Pinterest-y enough!”
“Come on, let’s take a quick selfie. We never see each other.”
“You know I’m Muslim/Hindu/Buddhist/atheist/other, right?”
❗️ Dream date with Henrik
Edward flushed and glared at the anon, although his glare couldn’t stop the words that tumbled out of his mouth. “We would go out to a nice restaurant and have a lovely evening. We would go on a walk and hold hands and at the end of the night when he’s dropping me off he would- he’d kiss me.” His voice trailed off to a mumble.
He looked up ashamed and humiliated. “Are you happy now?”
Send a “❗” to force the truth out of my muse.
No limits. Ask whatever.
Oliver pressed his lips together and took a deep breath, willing away the quiver from his voice. "Do you... think... all people should be given a second chance?" The flaxen AI paused, thinking back to his brothers. He shook the thought from his mind and spoke once more, "Even if they've done something... terrible?"
Edward paused, thinking carefully before finally speaking. “I think that it depends on the person. It depends on a lot of things really.”
He leaned back in his chair and sighed. “It depends on if they’re guilty. It depends on what they did. There’s a lot of things forgiveness relies on. But I believe everyone I know except one should be given a second chance.”
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