«My name is Pint-Size Healing. I care for the sick and injured as best as I can. I believe that unnecessary pain and death can be prevented and cured, and I am striving to make sure my patients leave me in better condition than they came to me in.»
// Hi! This is Rascal, mod of… quite a few Phighting rp blogs actually! most of them are oc rp blogs tho, so idk if you’ve seen me around that much. my most popular is @/biograft-z1743! :3
// this is my oc, Pint-Size Healing! based off this picture below! i found it on Pinterest and thought the concept was super cool :D because YES ACTUALLY everyone talks about plague doctors but ive never heard of a plague nurse before?!
// so a bit of info about her! she was spawned in blackrock shortly before The Incident or whatever you call it. you know what i’m talking about. she doesn’t remember medkit at all, and works doing… yknow, nurse duties obv! she’s usually very calm and quiet, dulled down from all the suffering she’s witnessed. she is also very insistent on accompanying subspace to and from phights, although while checking up on him is a part of this, she also uses this as a chance to slip away and care for inphernals outside of Blackrock, since they are much more fearful about losing this healer and thus have a much more careful eye on her.
// oh and she can lowkirkenuinely smell out blood and sickness like a hound it’s freaking goofy but it comes with her gear i guess lmao-
// here she is btw! very buns ref sheet i js needed to solidify her design for now :]
// also AGGGHHHH I FORGOT THE RIBBON ON HER BEAK ON THE MIDDLE DRAWING BUT SHHH IGNORE THAT IM TOO LAZY TO FIX IT TwT
♡ Indicators:
«This is speaking text. Yes, I’m changing up my formatting a bit from what I usually use on my older rp blogs because WHY NOT? I wanna be fancy :3 I’m not changing the others, though! Don’t worry! Also because I like to think Pint has a very slight Slavic accent, and these quotations are very commonly used in Russia, Ukraine, and Belarus! So yayyyy accuracy!!!»
.+ This is text with actions. Like the speaking text, italics, bolding, and color changes will be used to show emphasis/emotion! +.
// this is ooc text! hiiii :333
General EVIL rules:
don’t be a jerk
don’t be a turbo freak (although very mild suggestive stuff is allowed)
basic dni, as long as you’re chill, feel free to stick around!
General YIPPEE rules:
feel free to ask, reblog, rp, anything!! all interaction is wholeheartedly welcomed!
you are infact allowed to piss off/ragebait Pint! just keep it lighthearted and don’t make it so bad that i have to close the askbox please <:]
giving things, magic anons, and general stuff like that is ok!!
try to forgive me if i make mistakes, i’ve got little experience and have only silliness at heart (trust) :]
most importantly, have fun!!
♡ Tags:
#§ with utmost care - in-character posts
#§ treatment process - in-character reblogs
#§ a cure has been found - interaction/reblog chain ends
#§ you think about me? - ask answers
#§ an anesthetic is needed - tw/cw
#§ away from my work - posts with art! :3
#§ neophyte immunologist - ooc posts/reblogs n stuff
// i forgor the credits AGAIN 😔 son i need to write them down somewhere but i swear i just looked up blinkies and scrolled until i found what fits… they were f2u tho so i pray it shall be ok :3
[ Crossroads was bustling. Of course it was, there was never a dull moment in such a large, crowded city like this. Now, one would reasonably think that this chaos would be caused by the amount of Inphernals who called this place home, and less because of one individual. ]
[ I wholeheartedly believe that one individual contributes a massive amount to the mess. ]
[ T. Vee stood, leaning against the glass display of some store, paying no mind to whatever it is on the other side of the barrier. No, his attention was stuck on the narrow street in front of them. They seemed to be waiting for something... likely someone to 'surprise interview.' ]
.+ Pint paused in front of the store, gaze sweeping along it and studying what was displayed. It seemed just like another clothing shop, she assumed, not what she needed. +.
.+ She inhaled softly, studying the Inphernals around her. They all seemed normal, carrying on with their day unhindered. Well then, back to her hunt for medicine, she thought to herself, slowly continuing on down the street. The Betagraft accompanying her waited a few seconds for her to regain some distance, head slowly turning to scan the area. Its gaze lingered on T. Vee before following after its companion. +.
[ T. Vee perked up slightly, their gaze immediately locking onto the duo passing by. He didn't take his eyes off of them, not as he seemed to decide whether or not to initiate his one of his interviews... ]
[ Very unfortunately for Pint and her companion, he soon pushed himself off the thin glass wall and began to approach the two of them. ]
"Heyyyyy!"
[ T. Vee attempted to gain their attention, waving almost obnoxiously as a result. ]
.+ The Betagraft turned to face the speaker, brandishing its gear defensively. Pint glanced over her shoulder, reaching out to lightly tap the robot’s arm. +.
«Calm down,» .+ She commanded it quietly, scrutinizing T. Vee in silence. Was this some strange Biograft? It didn’t seem like it, this didn’t look like something made by Blackrock. +.
[ Crossroads was bustling. Of course it was, there was never a dull moment in such a large, crowded city like this. Now, one would reasonably think that this chaos would be caused by the amount of Inphernals who called this place home, and less because of one individual. ]
[ I wholeheartedly believe that one individual contributes a massive amount to the mess. ]
[ T. Vee stood, leaning against the glass display of some store, paying no mind to whatever it is on the other side of the barrier. No, his attention was stuck on the narrow street in front of them. They seemed to be waiting for something... likely someone to 'surprise interview.' ]
.+ Pint paused in front of the store, gaze sweeping along it and studying what was displayed. It seemed just like another clothing shop, she assumed, not what she needed. +.
.+ She inhaled softly, studying the Inphernals around her. They all seemed normal, carrying on with their day unhindered. Well then, back to her hunt for medicine, she thought to herself, slowly continuing on down the street. The Betagraft accompanying her waited a few seconds for her to regain some distance, head slowly turning to scan the area. Its gaze lingered on T. Vee before following after its companion. +.