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@lost-lab
Welcome welcome!!!!
I'm Rin, and the oc on this blog is Adam(Experiment #011-718)!!!
This is a rp blog and there will be NSFW so 18+ only or you will be blocked!!!
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Rules!
Tags!
Oc info!
Things you'll find on this blog/triggers!
About me!
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Unnecessary rambles:
Teeth ramble
TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!
WHAT THE FUCK IT’S CHRISTMAS EVE WHY DID SOMEONE REBLOG THIS
TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!
TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!
🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃
TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!
🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃
TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN
Send "dearly held" for your muse to hug my muse close and tightly as if they fear if they let go they'll lose them forever
My blogs.
@demon-rat - my main blog.
@restful-silence - Ilya's rp blog. He's nothing specific.
@musical-soul - my guitarist, August's, rp blog.
@flowerdaydream - my demon's rp blog.
send me a "you did WHAT?" for my character to share an awkward sex story .
official anti terf post
"Guess who's birthday it is~!!!"
-Adam
(Adam and Wil's eventual friendship?)
Oh? Happy birthday!!! Do anything fun?
~ᗯIᒪ
"I got a cupcake.."
Oooh~! What flavor?
~ᗯIᒪ
"Vanilla!"
Send Smash or Pass + a name and my muse will say if they would smash or pass on that person.
My blogs.
@demon-rat - my main blog.
@restful-silence - Ilya's rp blog. He's nothing specific.
@musical-soul - my guitarist, August's, rp blog.
"Guess who's birthday it is~!!!"
-Adam
(Adam and Wil's eventual friendship?)
Oh? Happy birthday!!! Do anything fun?
~ᗯIᒪ
"I got a cupcake.."
🥳🎈🎂 IT'S ADAM'S BIRTHDAYYYYYYYY🎂🎈🥳
*Adam slides to Wilford, and lays on the floor.*
"Why must they torture me...?" -Adam
Wilford looks down by his feet.
"Hmm. I don't know... but hey, while you're here!"
In Wilfords hands, a small cake appears. With a pink wrapper, and pink icing.
"I heard it's your special day!"
Adam stares in awe at the small cake, not knowing what to say. He smiled, gets up, and hugs Wilford, careful not to ruin the small cake.
"Thank you..!"
Adam's arguing with someone in public, and people are starting to stare as his muzzle laid on the ground, Adam struggling to hold back from pummeling the stranger.
Someone suddenly makes a comment on his eyes, distracting him. It wasn't a positive comment. He snarled, baring his sharp teeth..
Then, he heard a gentle voice and turned to it.
-@lost-lab
It was just an average day as Wilford headed for a thrift shop in town, humming a little tune. Or, he was till a small crowd caught his eye. What was going on over there? Some kids drawing art in chalk? A fight? There were many possibilities but the was only one way to find out, and it wasn't like the guy was on a tight schedule anyhow.
Without hesitation, he walked on over and quickly discovered what captured everyone's attention. It was two strangers arguing. About what? He had no idea. The fight seemed rather heated, especially as the raven haired guy snarled like a wild animal. Boy, were those some sharp chompers....
While he had no idea what was going on, or why this fight even started, Wil wasn't fond of the judgement from the people around them. Not seeing what was wrong with their golden eyes and pointy teeth. Perhaps it was time to put an end to this show and help a fella out.
"Hey, pretty boy! We gotta pick up.. Uhm... Bill! Remember?" He carefully yelled, just loud to catch the stranger's attention. Hoping it was gentle enough in tone and that they'd take the bait so he could get the poor man out of this situation.
Adam looked... Confused, to say the least.
"Bill?" Adam answered. The stranger who was arguing, muttered about something. Adam crouched down and picked up his muzzle and stared at it, grunting, before getting up and walking away...
Has this guy never been rescued before? What was with the face?
"Yep!" The 'p' popped in his answer, hoping they'd catch on and play along. Only...it played out differently and soon the mysterious yet interesting stranger was walking off. "Hey, wait for me!" Wil called out again, jogging till he was beside Mr. Wolf-Like Guy. They had the eyes and teeth of a wolf - the muzzle only added to it - so of course his mind jumped to that.
"Sooo...?" He began, not offering much as if the two were old friends and the other should know.
"What?" Adam looked at Wil and blinked once or twice, remaining confused. ""Sooo...?" What?" Adam looked up and continued walking down the street and grumbled to himself about something.
"What do you want?" He asked quietly..
"So what's your name, my friend?" He clarified while holding up his hands in peace, showing he wanted nothing. Or at least, not much except a little company perhaps. "I'd like to know who I've helped out back there. Then again, if you don't wish to say, I could just call you...Steve? No... you look more like a... Hm... AJ maybe? Jack? Tommy?" The eccentric was beginning to ramble slightly with the names.
Adam looked forward again, chuckling as he heard Wil speak.
"My name is Adam!" He spoke, cutting him off, smiling slightly. "What's your name?" Adam asked as he continued walking.
He came to a halt and looked Wil in the eyes. The eye contact began making Adam feel uncomfortable, so he glanced away.
"Wilford Warfstache! My friends usually call me Wil though." He answered, offering a hand to shake when the guy halted in their tracks. Not minding the fact the eye contact was cut short. "It's nice to meet you Adam!"
A thought just occured to the reporter.
"Where are we heading anyway?"
Adam shook Wil's hand, hesitantly, still being nervous to touch.
When he heard Wil ask where they we going, he froze.
"...I didn't think about that... I was just wandering around."
Happy birthday, Adam!!!!
Fuck it. I'm bored as shit.
Ilya totally owns these.
Adam's arguing with someone in public, and people are starting to stare as his muzzle laid on the ground, Adam struggling to hold back from pummeling the stranger.
Someone suddenly makes a comment on his eyes, distracting him. It wasn't a positive comment. He snarled, baring his sharp teeth..
Then, he heard a gentle voice and turned to it.
-@lost-lab
It was just an average day as Wilford headed for a thrift shop in town, humming a little tune. Or, he was till a small crowd caught his eye. What was going on over there? Some kids drawing art in chalk? A fight? There were many possibilities but the was only one way to find out, and it wasn't like the guy was on a tight schedule anyhow.
Without hesitation, he walked on over and quickly discovered what captured everyone's attention. It was two strangers arguing. About what? He had no idea. The fight seemed rather heated, especially as the raven haired guy snarled like a wild animal. Boy, were those some sharp chompers....
While he had no idea what was going on, or why this fight even started, Wil wasn't fond of the judgement from the people around them. Not seeing what was wrong with their golden eyes and pointy teeth. Perhaps it was time to put an end to this show and help a fella out.
"Hey, pretty boy! We gotta pick up.. Uhm... Bill! Remember?" He carefully yelled, just loud to catch the stranger's attention. Hoping it was gentle enough in tone and that they'd take the bait so he could get the poor man out of this situation.
Adam looked... Confused, to say the least.
"Bill?" Adam answered. The stranger who was arguing, muttered about something. Adam crouched down and picked up his muzzle and stared at it, grunting, before getting up and walking away...
Has this guy never been rescued before? What was with the face?
"Yep!" The 'p' popped in his answer, hoping they'd catch on and play along. Only...it played out differently and soon the mysterious yet interesting stranger was walking off. "Hey, wait for me!" Wil called out again, jogging till he was beside Mr. Wolf-Like Guy. They had the eyes and teeth of a wolf - the muzzle only added to it - so of course his mind jumped to that.
"Sooo...?" He began, not offering much as if the two were old friends and the other should know.
"What?" Adam looked at Wil and blinked once or twice, remaining confused. ""Sooo...?" What?" Adam looked up and continued walking down the street and grumbled to himself about something.
"What do you want?" He asked quietly..
"So what's your name, my friend?" He clarified while holding up his hands in peace, showing he wanted nothing. Or at least, not much except a little company perhaps. "I'd like to know who I've helped out back there. Then again, if you don't wish to say, I could just call you...Steve? No... you look more like a... Hm... AJ maybe? Jack? Tommy?" The eccentric was beginning to ramble slightly with the names.
Adam looked forward again, chuckling as he heard Wil speak.
"My name is Adam!" He spoke, cutting him off, smiling slightly. "What's your name?" Adam asked as he continued walking.
He came to a halt and looked Wil in the eyes. The eye contact began making Adam feel uncomfortable, so he glanced away.
Adam's arguing with someone in public, and people are starting to stare as his muzzle laid on the ground, Adam struggling to hold back from pummeling the stranger.
Someone suddenly makes a comment on his eyes, distracting him. It wasn't a positive comment. He snarled, baring his sharp teeth..
Then, he heard a gentle voice and turned to it.
-@lost-lab
It was just an average day as Wilford headed for a thrift shop in town, humming a little tune. Or, he was till a small crowd caught his eye. What was going on over there? Some kids drawing art in chalk? A fight? There were many possibilities but the was only one way to find out, and it wasn't like the guy was on a tight schedule anyhow.
Without hesitation, he walked on over and quickly discovered what captured everyone's attention. It was two strangers arguing. About what? He had no idea. The fight seemed rather heated, especially as the raven haired guy snarled like a wild animal. Boy, were those some sharp chompers....
While he had no idea what was going on, or why this fight even started, Wil wasn't fond of the judgement from the people around them. Not seeing what was wrong with their golden eyes and pointy teeth. Perhaps it was time to put an end to this show and help a fella out.
"Hey, pretty boy! We gotta pick up.. Uhm... Bill! Remember?" He carefully yelled, just loud to catch the stranger's attention. Hoping it was gentle enough in tone and that they'd take the bait so he could get the poor man out of this situation.
Adam looked... Confused, to say the least.
"Bill?" Adam answered. The stranger who was arguing, muttered about something. Adam crouched down and picked up his muzzle and stared at it, grunting, before getting up and walking away...
Has this guy never been rescued before? What was with the face?
"Yep!" The 'p' popped in his answer, hoping they'd catch on and play along. Only...it played out differently and soon the mysterious yet interesting stranger was walking off. "Hey, wait for me!" Wil called out again, jogging till he was beside Mr. Wolf-Like Guy. They had the eyes and teeth of a wolf - the muzzle only added to it - so of course his mind jumped to that.
"Sooo...?" He began, not offering much as if the two were old friends and the other should know.
"What?" Adam looked at Wil and blinked once or twice, remaining confused. ""Sooo...?" What?" Adam looked up and continued walking down the street and grumbled to himself about something.
"What do you want?" He asked quietly..
Adam's arguing with someone in public, and people are starting to stare as his muzzle laid on the ground, Adam struggling to hold back from pummeling the stranger.
Someone suddenly makes a comment on his eyes, distracting him. It wasn't a positive comment. He snarled, baring his sharp teeth..
Then, he heard a gentle voice and turned to it.
-@lost-lab
It was just an average day as Wilford headed for a thrift shop in town, humming a little tune. Or, he was till a small crowd caught his eye. What was going on over there? Some kids drawing art in chalk? A fight? There were many possibilities but the was only one way to find out, and it wasn't like the guy was on a tight schedule anyhow.
Without hesitation, he walked on over and quickly discovered what captured everyone's attention. It was two strangers arguing. About what? He had no idea. The fight seemed rather heated, especially as the raven haired guy snarled like a wild animal. Boy, were those some sharp chompers....
While he had no idea what was going on, or why this fight even started, Wil wasn't fond of the judgement from the people around them. Not seeing what was wrong with their golden eyes and pointy teeth. Perhaps it was time to put an end to this show and help a fella out.
"Hey, pretty boy! We gotta pick up.. Uhm... Bill! Remember?" He carefully yelled, just loud to catch the stranger's attention. Hoping it was gentle enough in tone and that they'd take the bait so he could get the poor man out of this situation.
Adam looked... Confused, to say the least.
"Bill?" Adam answered. The stranger who was arguing, muttered about something. Adam crouched down and picked up his muzzle and stared at it, grunting, before getting up and walking away...
