Please leave.

A health consultation? I will do it in exchange for one of your kidneys. -Iwamine Shuu RP blog-

[dr-iwamineshuu]

Photo test.

[levalheaded]

      “To each their own, then.” He’s far too       easygoing to be bothered by the bird’s       tone, but he makes an effort to look       somewhat meeker.

      “Feline, believe it or not.”

[dr-iwamineshuu]

Iwamine's interest had been at an incredible low from the moment the human entered. Yet, hearing him claim to be feline.. Quite interesting indeed.

"Is that so? I do not see any feline features in you. Perhaps a physical examination would clear up some matters."

[cursedblossom]

…What did he just inject her with? Because her movements are definitely becoming sluggish. Mutations? …Oh she must have… Let her wings out at some point to try and get leverage. Uh, oops.

“…Did Grave already eat most of the world…? I know she has a taste for humans but that’s a bit much…”

[dr-iwamineshuu]

Iwamine sets the needle aside, picking up a scalpel in its place. He holds the sharp blade, but now examines the newly grown wings.

"Interesting indeed. You seem to be at least somewhat avian, though it should be genetically impossible. I will need to take wing samples as well."

[dr-iwamineshuu]

Apologies for my absence. This will, regrettably, be commonplace. I am here now. The time I have will be used for the sake of replies.

Other than that, would anyone like me to create a starter for them? You may send an IM or ask to discuss details. If you wish, you may even send a roleplay starter prompt to my ask.

[dr-iwamineshuu]

Hiyoko: Are you threatening me? Because fear is not in my vocabulary.

Shuu: No. But it’s in your eyes.

[levalheaded]

      “I’m not simian, but I apologize if my       ignorance has caused offense.” He quirks       an eyebrow. “Doctor? Well, pleasure to       meet you. My name is Leva. No last name.”

[dr-iwamineshuu]

"It is no pleasure on my part." Somehow, the plain monotone becomes sharp with his words. This kind of guy is pretty unpleasant, though he's likely acting that way on purpose.

"What are you, pray tell, if you are not of simian ancestry?"

[dr-iwamineshuu]

It is time for me to sleep. Please do continue interactions. I do not bite, and will surely appreciate any message or ask.

Tomorrow, I will begin my hunt for Hatoful Roleplayers by means of careful browsing through Tumblr's database. Perhaps.

Until then, good night. Please allow the bedbugs to bite so that I may examine the resulting marks.

[levalheaded]

      “Interesting, there’s a human student       among you? I wouldn’t have expected       that.” He hadn’t quite expected the bird       school, either, but that’s beside the       point. He skims through the pamphlet. 

      “This is interesting. May I ask what       kind of bird you are, sir?” It’s not       behaving like a supernatural creature,       and he’s interested.

[dr-iwamineshuu]

"I am a chukar partridge, if it is not obvious to your simian brain. Doctor Iwamine Shuu." The doctor wonders why this human has yet to leave.

Then again, his work has already been greatly interrupted. Continuing without focused concentration will not end well. 

[cursedblossom]

“I’m not as rare as you’d think.”

Please, she just wants to go back to her room and hide. Maybe tend the gardens and ignore the jeering of the twins or Grave’s attempts to get her killed somehow.

[dr-iwamineshuu]

"You are human, are you not? That alone makes you exceedingly rare in this bird-dominated world. Furthermore, you yourself seem to pose mutations I've never seen in my career."

Perhaps he would take an eye. Perhaps not. Shuu will, however, take the needle and inject it into the girl's stomach.

...It's very strong, isn't it? Is this a normal anesthetic?

[cursedblossom]

“…………Please don’t.”

Why her organs!? It’s like the Master of the Graveyard all over again. Is this some weird dream? It has to be, right?

[dr-iwamineshuu]

"If you struggle, you will only cause unnecessary grief for both of us. I may, perhaps, accidentally cut a hole into your heart and ruin such a rare sample." The good doctor has already retrieved his briefcase.

A needle is brought out, then filled with anasthetics.

[knight-of-the-flame]

*POP* Off goes his head. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-” The head screamed as it fell to the ground. The body quickly reached down and picked the head up, putting it back on its shoulders. “Gods, that hurt! Sure, I’m already dead, but you need to warn me before doing something like that, sir!”

[dr-iwamineshuu]

The doctor tilts his head to the side and a dark look crosses his face.

"Irritating. Still, I am gathering valuable data. You may not have any physical nerves, yet you still feel pain. Perhaps there is a brain in there after all - why don't we find out?"

He takes the blunt end of his cleaver and smashes it, calmly, into the skull of the... Thing.

[dr-iwamineshuu]

Is there anybirdie who wishes to roleplay?

I apologize for posting this to the main tag. As of the moment, I am unsure how to find other Hatoful Roleplayers.

[dr-iwamineshuu]

@cursedblossom

What. Why is there a bird. How did a bird even capture her. Why is it bigger than any bird she’s ever seen. What the hell.

“…Information?”

…Like what? …Is he going to torture her? She’d rather not. She’d really rather not deal with that. Her existence is torture as it is in the theater.

“…Can’t you just… Ask?”

"The information I desire cannot be obtained through words." He speaks in a calm monotone. There's a scalpel in wing, though, suggesting what kind of information the doctor desires.

"Now be a good human and hold still. I'll only be removing, say.. A few organs."

[levalheaded]

      “My apologies, sir, I haven’t walked into       any sort of school in veritable ages.”       He’s only slightly taken aback by the       fact that the bird is speaking; its size       marked it as abnormal to start with.        “May I ask, er, what ages of student this       school teaches?”

[dr-iwamineshuu]

"St. Pigenation's caters to all age groups, up to nineteen. Twenty for our sole human student. Should she make it that far. Hohoho." And he produces, from within his desk, a pamphlet of the prestigious school to hand off to the human.

"You may find a map of the school in there, as well as answers to most of your questions."

[dr-iwamineshuu]

Just because I'm a boss doesn't mean I know what is going on in my business. I'm letting the others handle tonight's screw up. What the hell.

[knight-of-the-flame]

“…Sadly, I don’t think I actually have the stomach for those kinds of things.” He paused for a bit. “No pun this time, actually. I don’t have a stomach, and by extension, a throat. Or anything resembling a digestive track.”

[dr-iwamineshuu]

"Then this will be incredibly difficult. For you. I do hope you are unable to feel pain. But if you are, that is fine too. Hohoho." Shuu places the bottle back in the draw. He pulls something else from it, though hides it behind his back.  He returns to the side of the bed and raises the item - a cleaver in his left hand.

Without blinking, the doctor brings it down on the neck of the skeleton. Unsure if it would work, but interested enough to try.

[knight-of-the-flame]

“Kahahaha, but a brain isn’t a muscle, is it?” The knight said with a snicker as he sat down. “That should be a… no-brainer~. Pffft~.” Hector, stop-

[dr-iwamineshuu]

"Incorrect. While made mostly of white and gray matter, there is muscle tissue in the brain. Please recall your fifth grade biology lessons. Anybirdie would know this." He shuffles through a drawer before pulling out a bottle of pills.

"As I am unable to inject you with a local anesthetic, do you hold the ability to absorb medicine by way of oral consumption?"