Genetic Divinity

Roleplay Blog for Camilo Santos; Strex Corp Re-Educator and Geneticist

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((it has been how long since I have been on here and I am being followed by porn blogs? Like... tons of them. Halp. What did i do to deserve this?

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Camilo's a whopping one year old today.

((Nah, this blog's a year old. Time to celebrate?))

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"M-my God...? What happened to you? Are you all right?" (Geneticallyremodified)

Aditya looked up, eyes wary but still pulling his lips into a sneer with the same ease as always. ‘Doe it look like I’m a l l r i g h t ?’ he huffs, voice weak and less intimidating. 

Closing his eyes with a sigh, he relaxes his shoulders. Looking even more slender than he already did, he knew it was safe enough to let his guard down around Camilo. 

The now not-so-godly-human gently pats on the empty spot next to him, leveling his gaze on his trusty follower once more. ‘Come. Sit.’ 

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Camilo shook his head, “To be truthful, you look sickly.” He took the offer to sit next to him. It worried him. Sure, he looked thin and scraggly all the time, but he had lost this… light about him. “What happened, My- Aditya?” He thought it safe to call him by his name in their private situation. “Why do you look so vulnerable? Was it another Smiling God?”

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Nails dig into his own palms at the word vulnerable, having to fight down the urge to snap at Cami for using that word. He didn’t want to be harsh. Not now. He wasn’t feeling up for it. Instead he shakes his head briefly at the question, leaning into his trusty follower for both comfort and extra warmth as he was feeling awfully cold compared to what he was used to. 

‘G r e y f a c e s. It’ll pass.’ he answers, keeping it short and trying to reassure himself that this wouldn’t last. It couldn’t. The fact itself that this had happened already wasn’t  f a i r .

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Camilo stretched his arm over Aditya's shoulders in comfort and support. "Damn those grey faces. They are always doing terrible things to everyone." Though, he was a little curious how these grey faces gained this power. "I know it will pass. It has for everyone else." At least, to his knowledge. Camilo gently squeezed Aditya's shoulder and rubbed it. He was much colder than last he remembered. It certainly was worrisome, if nothing else.

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"M-my God...? What happened to you? Are you all right?" (Geneticallyremodified)

Aditya looked up, eyes wary but still pulling his lips into a sneer with the same ease as always. ‘Doe it look like I’m a l l r i g h t ?’ he huffs, voice weak and less intimidating. 

Closing his eyes with a sigh, he relaxes his shoulders. Looking even more slender than he already did, he knew it was safe enough to let his guard down around Camilo. 

The now not-so-godly-human gently pats on the empty spot next to him, leveling his gaze on his trusty follower once more. ‘Come. Sit.’ 

@geneticallyremodified

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Camilo shook his head, "To be truthful, you look sickly." He took the offer to sit next to him. It worried him. Sure, he looked thin and scraggly all the time, but he had lost this... light about him. "What happened, My- Aditya?" He thought it safe to call him by his name in their private situation. "Why do you look so vulnerable? Was it another Smiling God?"

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Closed RP with Geneticallyremodified

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Camilo held his cup of coffee in his hand as he greeted Peter the night of the study. “Are you ready for this? The nurses in the other room will get you ready and I’ll be watching all night from the control room.” Most studies were boring and involved watching a motionless body all night with the occasional turn or shift. Tonight, Camilo hoped, would be more entertaining.

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“I am ready,” Peter said as he held up his pillow with a small smile, thank the Smiling God this was happening, he would finally find out what the heck was happening to him after all this time. “So I just go in there and do what I normally do when I go to sleep?” He asked as he entered the other room.

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“Yes. Just go relax and try to get some sleep. The nurses are going to attach some wires to you for monitoring, but don’t let that get to you.” Camilo explained and waved him off. “I’ll talk to you through the speaker system from now on.”

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He nodded simply and went towards the nurses who after he changed into pajamas began to attach the wires to his forehead. “Good night I guess..” Peter called out to Camilo and the nurses laying down in the bed. He quickly feel into a deep slumber, not much happening until just about after dusk.

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Camilo sat and sipped at his coffee, trying to stay awake and watch the graphs waver. Though, the body in the other room only seemed to shift and breathe and the graphs all moved consistantly, so it was hard to keep focus. That was, until he looked over, half asleep, and noticed the graphs depicting wakefullness and the body… “Well, this is something.”

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Peter was breathing quietly trying to imitate sleep, this place was not where he had usually awoken in at the end of the day, he was connected to something by wires. Not good, no not at all. There was no nervousness about him, this seemed to be fit all intents and purposes a completely different person than the one who walked into the study.

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Camilo shifted through some paperwork and checked the monitors again. Yep. He was awake, as much as the other tried otherwise. He reached for the microphone and pressed to talk, "Hello. I know you are awake. You are not the peter that fell asleep here, are you?"

[strex-tech]

Will you be quiet now?(geneticallyremodified)

KISS MY MUSE | Accepting

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Julian whimpers into the man’s mouth, almost immediately succumbing into the kiss. His hands are by his sides, useless, not even making the slightest effort to push Camilo away.

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Camilo wasn’t sure if it was that solution he accidently poured into his coffee instead of creamer this morning (common scientist mistake) or what, but he had Julian thrust against a wall and his lips ravishing another set. It felt forced, wrong, but in the moment, just perfect. Maybe that’s why it was so hard to break away from Julian.

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He does, eventually, manage to break away, staring at Camilo with slightly parted lips, panting a little. “Good… good morning to you too.”

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“Y-yeah… good morning.” Camilo took a step back from the other, glancing between the floor and Julian. “Um… I guess that is what that solution was designed for…”

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“Solution, huh?” He’s unconsciously touching his lips. “That’s…. well, I mean… ugh, never mind I had a good pickup line but I lost it.”

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Camilo let out a small laugh, “A good one? Did I frazzle your brain too much?” Wait, did Julian like it? Did he like it? Maybe he frazzled his own brain.

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“Oh shut up before I decide to punch you anyway.” Julian rolls his eyes. “So, have we been properly introduced?”

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“Um… not properly, no. I mean, I know your name,” Camilo physically relaxed his stance into something for casual. “I’m Camilo. That was one heck of a meeting for sure.”

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“Nice to meet you, Camilo.” He offers his hand with a slight smile. “Where do you know me from, then?”

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"I've made an effort to at least get the names of the people working here." Camilo offered with a shrug. "So, I know of you, don't know much about you."

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

Closed RP with Geneticallyremodified

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Camilo held his cup of coffee in his hand as he greeted Peter the night of the study. “Are you ready for this? The nurses in the other room will get you ready and I’ll be watching all night from the control room.” Most studies were boring and involved watching a motionless body all night with the occasional turn or shift. Tonight, Camilo hoped, would be more entertaining.

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

“I am ready,” Peter said as he held up his pillow with a small smile, thank the Smiling God this was happening, he would finally find out what the heck was happening to him after all this time. “So I just go in there and do what I normally do when I go to sleep?” He asked as he entered the other room.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

“Yes. Just go relax and try to get some sleep. The nurses are going to attach some wires to you for monitoring, but don’t let that get to you.” Camilo explained and waved him off. “I’ll talk to you through the speaker system from now on.”

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

He nodded simply and went towards the nurses who after he changed into pajamas began to attach the wires to his forehead. “Good night I guess..” Peter called out to Camilo and the nurses laying down in the bed. He quickly feel into a deep slumber, not much happening until just about after dusk.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

Camilo sat and sipped at his coffee, trying to stay awake and watch the graphs waver. Though, the body in the other room only seemed to shift and breathe and the graphs all moved consistantly, so it was hard to keep focus. That was, until he looked over, half asleep, and noticed the graphs depicting wakefullness and the body... "Well, this is something."

[strex-tech]

Will you be quiet now?(geneticallyremodified)

KISS MY MUSE | Accepting

@geneticallyremodified

Julian whimpers into the man’s mouth, almost immediately succumbing into the kiss. His hands are by his sides, useless, not even making the slightest effort to push Camilo away.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

Camilo wasn’t sure if it was that solution he accidently poured into his coffee instead of creamer this morning (common scientist mistake) or what, but he had Julian thrust against a wall and his lips ravishing another set. It felt forced, wrong, but in the moment, just perfect. Maybe that’s why it was so hard to break away from Julian.

[strex-tech]

He does, eventually, manage to break away, staring at Camilo with slightly parted lips, panting a little. “Good… good morning to you too.”

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“Y-yeah… good morning.” Camilo took a step back from the other, glancing between the floor and Julian. “Um… I guess that is what that solution was designed for…”

[strex-tech]

“Solution, huh?” He’s unconsciously touching his lips. “That’s…. well, I mean… ugh, never mind I had a good pickup line but I lost it.”

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Camilo let out a small laugh, “A good one? Did I frazzle your brain too much?” Wait, did Julian like it? Did he like it? Maybe he frazzled his own brain.

[strex-tech]

“Oh shut up before I decide to punch you anyway.” Julian rolls his eyes. “So, have we been properly introduced?”

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"Um... not properly, no. I mean, I know your name," Camilo physically relaxed his stance into something for casual. "I'm Camilo. That was one heck of a meeting for sure."

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like for a starter or message me to plot

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

Closed RP with Geneticallyremodified

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“Good. I can’t have stressed patients. Stress leads to all sorts of problems.” Camilo handed him a sheet of paper with instructions printed on it, “Here are some things you can do to relax if you start worrying about anything. And… I’ll see you at the study.”

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Peter looked over the sheet and nodded before he peaked back up. “Thank you, and I’ll see you then.” He said taking a deep breath before getting up and leaving the room. “I’ll see you then!” Hr repeated before heading back to his normal work.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

Camilo held his cup of coffee in his hand as he greeted Peter the night of the study. “Are you ready for this? The nurses in the other room will get you ready and I’ll be watching all night from the control room.” Most studies were boring and involved watching a motionless body all night with the occasional turn or shift. Tonight, Camilo hoped, would be more entertaining.

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

“I am ready,” Peter said as he held up his pillow with a small smile, thank the Smiling God this was happening, he would finally find out what the heck was happening to him after all this time. “So I just go in there and do what I normally do when I go to sleep?” He asked as he entered the other room.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

"Yes. Just go relax and try to get some sleep. The nurses are going to attach some wires to you for monitoring, but don't let that get to you." Camilo explained and waved him off. "I'll talk to you through the speaker system from now on."

[strex-tech]

Will you be quiet now?(geneticallyremodified)

KISS MY MUSE | Accepting

@geneticallyremodified

Julian whimpers into the man’s mouth, almost immediately succumbing into the kiss. His hands are by his sides, useless, not even making the slightest effort to push Camilo away.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

Camilo wasn’t sure if it was that solution he accidently poured into his coffee instead of creamer this morning (common scientist mistake) or what, but he had Julian thrust against a wall and his lips ravishing another set. It felt forced, wrong, but in the moment, just perfect. Maybe that’s why it was so hard to break away from Julian.

[strex-tech]

He does, eventually, manage to break away, staring at Camilo with slightly parted lips, panting a little. “Good… good morning to you too.”

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

“Y-yeah… good morning.” Camilo took a step back from the other, glancing between the floor and Julian. “Um… I guess that is what that solution was designed for…”

[strex-tech]

“Solution, huh?” He’s unconsciously touching his lips. “That’s…. well, I mean… ugh, never mind I had a good pickup line but I lost it.”

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

Camilo let out a small laugh, "A good one? Did I frazzle your brain too much?" Wait, did Julian like it? Did he like it? Maybe he frazzled his own brain.

[strex-tech]

Will you be quiet now?(geneticallyremodified)

KISS MY MUSE | Accepting

@geneticallyremodified

Julian whimpers into the man’s mouth, almost immediately succumbing into the kiss. His hands are by his sides, useless, not even making the slightest effort to push Camilo away.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

Camilo wasn’t sure if it was that solution he accidently poured into his coffee instead of creamer this morning (common scientist mistake) or what, but he had Julian thrust against a wall and his lips ravishing another set. It felt forced, wrong, but in the moment, just perfect. Maybe that’s why it was so hard to break away from Julian.

[strex-tech]

He does, eventually, manage to break away, staring at Camilo with slightly parted lips, panting a little. “Good… good morning to you too.”

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

"Y-yeah... good morning." Camilo took a step back from the other, glancing between the floor and Julian. "Um... I guess that is what that solution was designed for..."

[strex-tech]

Will you be quiet now?(geneticallyremodified)

KISS MY MUSE | Accepting

@geneticallyremodified

Julian whimpers into the man’s mouth, almost immediately succumbing into the kiss. His hands are by his sides, useless, not even making the slightest effort to push Camilo away.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

Camilo wasn't sure if it was that solution he accidently poured into his coffee instead of creamer this morning (common scientist mistake) or what, but he had Julian thrust against a wall and his lips ravishing another set. It felt forced, wrong, but in the moment, just perfect. Maybe that's why it was so hard to break away from Julian.

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

Closed RP with Geneticallyremodified

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His patient looked terrible and in turn, he felt a little terrible himself. “Sit down, take a few breaths and relax.” He was starting to run out of options. “How about a sleep study? I want you to sleep in a special lab and I’ll stay up to watch you.” Maybe then he can find out why his sleepwalking patient is so powerful. “I promise you and everyone surround you during the study will be safe.” Camilo looked down at his file, “And some more blood work.”

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Peter sat down on the patient chair and took a few breaths like Camilo said. He then looked up and nodded. “If you think that will help, then yes, please let’s do the sleep study.”  he then nodded again, though less weakly, “Safe, thank you… what should I bring to the study?” He asked with a large toothy yawn.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

“The want to sleep and some clothes. Your favorite pillow if you want.” Camilo started to jot things down on a sheet of paper, probably a precription for the study. “The nurses will schedule it and I will see you when I get the results. Sound good?”

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

“Sounds great, honeslty, this is the best news I’ve heard in weeks.” Peter replied with a small nervous laugh. He then looked back up and away from his lap. “I’ll bring a good pillow, can I uh just ask when do you think it’s gonna be..?” he asked trying to avoid the phrase how soon

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“I’ll schedule it as soon as possible. You will get a notice in your email about it.” Camilo explained as he wrote the prescription for it to fax in later. “And don’t stress over it. We want you in as neutral of a state as possible for results to be accurate.”

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

Peter nodded again humming quietly as he taped his knee. “Got it, and uh thank you, thank you so much. I won’t be stressed… I’ll just keep working like usual.” He replied nodding and rubbing the back of his neck the sort of nervous energy that he was exuding seemed to lessen.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

“Good. I can’t have stressed patients. Stress leads to all sorts of problems.” Camilo handed him a sheet of paper with instructions printed on it, “Here are some things you can do to relax if you start worrying about anything. And… I’ll see you at the study.”

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

Peter looked over the sheet and nodded before he peaked back up. “Thank you, and I’ll see you then.” He said taking a deep breath before getting up and leaving the room. “I’ll see you then!” Hr repeated before heading back to his normal work.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

Camilo held his cup of coffee in his hand as he greeted Peter the night of the study. "Are you ready for this? The nurses in the other room will get you ready and I'll be watching all night from the control room." Most studies were boring and involved watching a motionless body all night with the occasional turn or shift. Tonight, Camilo hoped, would be more entertaining.

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

Closed RP with Geneticallyremodified

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

His patient looked terrible and in turn, he felt a little terrible himself. “Sit down, take a few breaths and relax.” He was starting to run out of options. “How about a sleep study? I want you to sleep in a special lab and I’ll stay up to watch you.” Maybe then he can find out why his sleepwalking patient is so powerful. “I promise you and everyone surround you during the study will be safe.” Camilo looked down at his file, “And some more blood work.”

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

Peter sat down on the patient chair and took a few breaths like Camilo said. He then looked up and nodded. “If you think that will help, then yes, please let’s do the sleep study.”  he then nodded again, though less weakly, “Safe, thank you… what should I bring to the study?” He asked with a large toothy yawn.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

“The want to sleep and some clothes. Your favorite pillow if you want.” Camilo started to jot things down on a sheet of paper, probably a precription for the study. “The nurses will schedule it and I will see you when I get the results. Sound good?”

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

“Sounds great, honeslty, this is the best news I’ve heard in weeks.” Peter replied with a small nervous laugh. He then looked back up and away from his lap. “I’ll bring a good pillow, can I uh just ask when do you think it’s gonna be..?” he asked trying to avoid the phrase how soon

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

“I’ll schedule it as soon as possible. You will get a notice in your email about it.” Camilo explained as he wrote the prescription for it to fax in later. “And don’t stress over it. We want you in as neutral of a state as possible for results to be accurate.”

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

Peter nodded again humming quietly as he taped his knee. “Got it, and uh thank you, thank you so much. I won’t be stressed… I’ll just keep working like usual.” He replied nodding and rubbing the back of his neck the sort of nervous energy that he was exuding seemed to lessen.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

"Good. I can't have stressed patients. Stress leads to all sorts of problems." Camilo handed him a sheet of paper with instructions printed on it, "Here are some things you can do to relax if you start worrying about anything. And... I'll see you at the study."

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Send 😭 to meet my muse as a lost child

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

Closed RP with Geneticallyremodified

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

His patient looked terrible and in turn, he felt a little terrible himself. “Sit down, take a few breaths and relax.” He was starting to run out of options. “How about a sleep study? I want you to sleep in a special lab and I’ll stay up to watch you.” Maybe then he can find out why his sleepwalking patient is so powerful. “I promise you and everyone surround you during the study will be safe.” Camilo looked down at his file, “And some more blood work.”

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

Peter sat down on the patient chair and took a few breaths like Camilo said. He then looked up and nodded. “If you think that will help, then yes, please let’s do the sleep study.”  he then nodded again, though less weakly, “Safe, thank you… what should I bring to the study?” He asked with a large toothy yawn.

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

“The want to sleep and some clothes. Your favorite pillow if you want.” Camilo started to jot things down on a sheet of paper, probably a precription for the study. “The nurses will schedule it and I will see you when I get the results. Sound good?”

[distrexed-worker-deactivated201]

“Sounds great, honeslty, this is the best news I’ve heard in weeks.” Peter replied with a small nervous laugh. He then looked back up and away from his lap. “I’ll bring a good pillow, can I uh just ask when do you think it’s gonna be..?” he asked trying to avoid the phrase how soon

[geneticallyremodified-blog]

“I’ll schedule it as soon as possible. You will get a notice in your email about it.” Camilo explained as he wrote the prescription for it to fax in later. “And don’t stress over it. We want you in as neutral of a state as possible for results to be accurate.”