For those of you who haven't had the pleasure of meeting me, I'm Druggy. I'm a little thingamabob that goes around and spreads joy everywhere! I'll keep you happy if ya want...for a price, of course. I don't ask for much! I also double a hitman! The immortality really helps, ya know.
Before we start, TW FOR NEEDLES, NON-CON DRUGGING AND GORE! I'm on the naughty list, and if that ain't'cha cup of tea, I suggest blocking this account. It gets nasty.
Can't wait to have fun with you all!
It's gonna be a blast.
...
Oh, and The Narrative is under here.
*Yo! Narrative/Mod over heere. I'm the one writing all this crap. Call me Twinkle, any and all pronouns.
*That asterisk in front of my words is basically me saying I'm OOC. I don't use the asterisk in character.
*I don't really have much to say, so here are my rules:
*NO NSFW ASKS! I am not a legal adult and so will not be doing that. If I see that on my little corner, you're outta here. Lil jokes are fine, though.
*No spamming. Please, God no. If you send an ask 5 times or more I'm gonna explode.
*Most importantly, don't bring in real life problems, please. Role-playing is an escape for me from the real world, shitty as it is. I'd prefer it if politics and things like that were left out of here.
*Uhhhhhh
*PFP UP CLOSE!
*PFP IS MADE BY CHEMICATACLYM ON TUMBLR/PICREW!!!!
DRUGS THAT DRUGGY MADE:
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Sweet Porky
Appearance: Pink and shimmery. Easy to see.
Effects: Makes victim pissed out their mind for about 5 minutes before mellowing them out. The more you use it, the more addicting it is. When in your system, your eyes glow pink.
Side Effects: Nausea, hallucinations, irrational fears ramped up
[Four bodies in a warehouse at three in the morning. Three still breathing, one dead. All sprawled on the floor, with a multicolored man crouched right above them.]
Hm! That was easier than expected.
[Picking up one of the men— alive— he gets a good look at his eyes. The fluorescent light dangling above them helps with seeing the surroundings.]
[Light blue pupils blown wide with a glazed over look. All normal here.]
Alrighty. Eh, say somethin'!
"...mmph."
[Well, it's close to what he wants. Druggy takes out a recorder and presses 'play.']
Subject B-03 is attempting to comply— but not coherent. Boo, I was hoping this would be the last test I'd have'ta do! Still, we've made breakthroughs. Just need a bit more information on the Phantom of the Opera and I got this on lock. Some edits to the viscosity of this might help.
[The subject hums something. Repeatedly.]
...unfortunately, I have to get rid of these guys now, before they start singing. I'll run some more trials later. Au revoir!
[A copy of that specific tape is found in the abandoned warehouse about a week later. It has the words 'COPY' on it, along with neon stickers and the scent of copper and burnt sugar.]
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*he’s starting to draw blood, his jacket draped over his shoulders with both of his arms taken out of the sleeves. parts of him start to grow fuzzy, the teen’s gift reacting to the drug again. oliver scrambles to the side, trying to get away from his own gift. but in doing so he moves right into druggy*
Alright, alright, that's enough out of you. Sh, now.
[Druggy pulls the kid closer and pats his back— a closer imitation of consolation. Of sympathy. Of course, the feelings running through him at the moment are more akin to bloodlust, but that's to be used at a different point.]
You really don't like ketamine, hmm? Might put something softer in y'next time...see if you can handle that. Somethin' more floaty; to keep you relaxed n' limp. How's that sound?
*he slowly curls up, trying to make his body smaller so it matches how he feels. his memory has always been awful, and he’s not quite sure what’s happening, but the person he’s with seems nice. he tries to lean into druggy more*
f-fuzzy
*he’s not sure how he got here, or even what his name is. there’s something in his head telling him to trust the person with him, but then the bracelet on his wrist glows and the voice is gone*
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*he’s starting to draw blood, his jacket draped over his shoulders with both of his arms taken out of the sleeves. parts of him start to grow fuzzy, the teen’s gift reacting to the drug again. oliver scrambles to the side, trying to get away from his own gift. but in doing so he moves right into druggy*
Alright, alright, that's enough out of you. Sh, now.
[Druggy pulls the kid closer and pats his back— a closer imitation of consolation. Of sympathy. Of course, the feelings running through him at the moment are more akin to bloodlust, but that's to be used at a different point.]
You really don't like ketamine, hmm? Might put something softer in y'next time...see if you can handle that. Somethin' more floaty; to keep you relaxed n' limp. How's that sound?
*he slowly curls up, trying to make his body smaller so it matches how he feels. his memory has always been awful, and he’s not quite sure what’s happening, but the person he’s with seems nice. he tries to lean into druggy more*
f-fuzzy
*he’s not sure how he got here, or even what his name is. there’s something in his head telling him to trust the person with him, but then the bracelet on his wrist glows and the voice is gone*
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*he’s starting to draw blood, his jacket draped over his shoulders with both of his arms taken out of the sleeves. parts of him start to grow fuzzy, the teen’s gift reacting to the drug again. oliver scrambles to the side, trying to get away from his own gift. but in doing so he moves right into druggy*
Alright, alright, that's enough out of you. Sh, now.
[Druggy pulls the kid closer and pats his back— a closer imitation of consolation. Of sympathy. Of course, the feelings running through him at the moment are more akin to bloodlust, but that's to be used at a different point.]
You really don't like ketamine, hmm? Might put something softer in y'next time...see if you can handle that. Somethin' more floaty; to keep you relaxed n' limp. How's that sound?
*he slowly curls up, trying to make his body smaller so it matches how he feels. his memory has always been awful, and he’s not quite sure what’s happening, but the person he’s with seems nice. he tries to lean into druggy more*
f-fuzzy
*he’s not sure how he got here, or even what his name is. there’s something in his head telling him to trust the person with him, but then the bracelet on his wrist glows and the voice is gone*
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*he’s starting to draw blood, his jacket draped over his shoulders with both of his arms taken out of the sleeves. parts of him start to grow fuzzy, the teen’s gift reacting to the drug again. oliver scrambles to the side, trying to get away from his own gift. but in doing so he moves right into druggy*
Alright, alright, that's enough out of you. Sh, now.
[Druggy pulls the kid closer and pats his back— a closer imitation of consolation. Of sympathy. Of course, the feelings running through him at the moment are more akin to bloodlust, but that's to be used at a different point.]
You really don't like ketamine, hmm? Might put something softer in y'next time...see if you can handle that. Somethin' more floaty; to keep you relaxed n' limp. How's that sound?
*he slowly curls up, trying to make his body smaller so it matches how he feels. his memory has always been awful, and he’s not quite sure what’s happening, but the person he’s with seems nice. he tries to lean into druggy more*
f-fuzzy
*he’s not sure how he got here, or even what his name is. there’s something in his head telling him to trust the person with him, but then the bracelet on his wrist glows and the voice is gone*
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*he’s starting to draw blood, his jacket draped over his shoulders with both of his arms taken out of the sleeves. parts of him start to grow fuzzy, the teen’s gift reacting to the drug again. oliver scrambles to the side, trying to get away from his own gift. but in doing so he moves right into druggy*
Alright, alright, that's enough out of you. Sh, now.
[Druggy pulls the kid closer and pats his back— a closer imitation of consolation. Of sympathy. Of course, the feelings running through him at the moment are more akin to bloodlust, but that's to be used at a different point.]
You really don't like ketamine, hmm? Might put something softer in y'next time...see if you can handle that. Somethin' more floaty; to keep you relaxed n' limp. How's that sound?
*he slowly curls up, trying to make his body smaller so it matches how he feels. his memory has always been awful, and he’s not quite sure what’s happening, but the person he’s with seems nice. he tries to lean into druggy more*
f-fuzzy
*he’s not sure how he got here, or even what his name is. there’s something in his head telling him to trust the person with him, but then the bracelet on his wrist glows and the voice is gone*
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*he’s starting to draw blood, his jacket draped over his shoulders with both of his arms taken out of the sleeves. parts of him start to grow fuzzy, the teen’s gift reacting to the drug again. oliver scrambles to the side, trying to get away from his own gift. but in doing so he moves right into druggy*
Alright, alright, that's enough out of you. Sh, now.
[Druggy pulls the kid closer and pats his back— a closer imitation of consolation. Of sympathy. Of course, the feelings running through him at the moment are more akin to bloodlust, but that's to be used at a different point.]
You really don't like ketamine, hmm? Might put something softer in y'next time...see if you can handle that. Somethin' more floaty; to keep you relaxed n' limp. How's that sound?
*he slowly curls up, trying to make his body smaller so it matches how he feels. his memory has always been awful, and he’s not quite sure what’s happening, but the person he’s with seems nice. he tries to lean into druggy more*
f-fuzzy
*he’s not sure how he got here, or even what his name is. there’s something in his head telling him to trust the person with him, but then the bracelet on his wrist glows and the voice is gone*
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*he’s starting to draw blood, his jacket draped over his shoulders with both of his arms taken out of the sleeves. parts of him start to grow fuzzy, the teen’s gift reacting to the drug again. oliver scrambles to the side, trying to get away from his own gift. but in doing so he moves right into druggy*
Alright, alright, that's enough out of you. Sh, now.
[Druggy pulls the kid closer and pats his back— a closer imitation of consolation. Of sympathy. Of course, the feelings running through him at the moment are more akin to bloodlust, but that's to be used at a different point.]
You really don't like ketamine, hmm? Might put something softer in y'next time...see if you can handle that. Somethin' more floaty; to keep you relaxed n' limp. How's that sound?
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*he’s starting to draw blood, his jacket draped over his shoulders with both of his arms taken out of the sleeves. parts of him start to grow fuzzy, the teen’s gift reacting to the drug again. oliver scrambles to the side, trying to get away from his own gift. but in doing so he moves right into druggy*
Alright, alright, that's enough out of you. Sh, now.
[Druggy pulls the kid closer and pats his back— a closer imitation of consolation. Of sympathy. Of course, the feelings running through him at the moment are more akin to bloodlust, but that's to be used at a different point.]
You really don't like ketamine, hmm? Might put something softer in y'next time...see if you can handle that. Somethin' more floaty; to keep you relaxed n' limp. How's that sound?
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*he’s starting to draw blood, his jacket draped over his shoulders with both of his arms taken out of the sleeves. parts of him start to grow fuzzy, the teen’s gift reacting to the drug again. oliver scrambles to the side, trying to get away from his own gift. but in doing so he moves right into druggy*
Alright, alright, that's enough out of you. Sh, now.
[Druggy pulls the kid closer and pats his back— a closer imitation of consolation. Of sympathy. Of course, the feelings running through him at the moment are more akin to bloodlust, but that's to be used at a different point.]
You really don't like ketamine, hmm? Might put something softer in y'next time...see if you can handle that. Somethin' more floaty; to keep you relaxed n' limp. How's that sound?
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*he’s starting to draw blood, his jacket draped over his shoulders with both of his arms taken out of the sleeves. parts of him start to grow fuzzy, the teen’s gift reacting to the drug again. oliver scrambles to the side, trying to get away from his own gift. but in doing so he moves right into druggy*
Alright, alright, that's enough out of you. Sh, now.
[Druggy pulls the kid closer and pats his back— a closer imitation of consolation. Of sympathy. Of course, the feelings running through him at the moment are more akin to bloodlust, but that's to be used at a different point.]
You really don't like ketamine, hmm? Might put something softer in y'next time...see if you can handle that. Somethin' more floaty; to keep you relaxed n' limp. How's that sound?
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*he’s starting to draw blood, his jacket draped over his shoulders with both of his arms taken out of the sleeves. parts of him start to grow fuzzy, the teen’s gift reacting to the drug again. oliver scrambles to the side, trying to get away from his own gift. but in doing so he moves right into druggy*
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*he’s starting to draw blood, his jacket draped over his shoulders with both of his arms taken out of the sleeves. parts of him start to grow fuzzy, the teen’s gift reacting to the drug again. oliver scrambles to the side, trying to get away from his own gift. but in doing so he moves right into druggy*
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
*oliver wanders through the woods, on his way to visit one of the ghosts. he’s fidgeting with his hands as he keeps an eye out for any danger*
( @the-hive-traveler )
[Druggy's having a fun day in the woods; first, he found a bird! Second, he knocked out Gail. And by the looks of it, this day was just going to get better. He sits on a trunk of a tree, watching Oliver from afar.]
[Injecting the same thing he gave to Trav into the new guy is fun. After the liquid enters their body, Druggy shoves them to the ground. Wide eyes and small, green pupils track Oliver's reaction; an unfeeling look and a drastic change from his usual grin.]
[He yanks his head up quickly by the hair and makes sure he can't look away from him.]
Nah, it's the truth. Most people would prefer you on ketamine. By the way, that's what's in your body right now. This just makes you better. You agree, right?
[Another tug. Just to make sure Oliver answers the way he wants.]
