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give me leave to speak my mind, and i will through and through cleanse the foul body of the infected world,
if they will patiently receive my medicine.
psychologists/therapists multimuse feat. hnak’s Opinions™ on mental health fields
// hello! maurice is being moved to a mumu here! it’s under construction still, but if you want to find me, that’s where I’m at now!
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you watch me, just watch me i’m calling and one day all will know
- Villain/psychologist oc - Does mostly script; prose - OC and crossover friendly when plotted - Agender mun prefers - Multiverse hue/huer pronouns - Contains triggering content
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family members
All muses have a family of some sort, whether it be a biological one or an adoptive one, and usually muns aren’t able to talk much about them. However, this meme will allow you to expand on your family headcanons! Have fun~
Send me a ♠ to have my muse talk about their parents.
Send me a ♡ to have my muse talk about their siblings.
Send me a ♢ to have my muse talk about their cousins/nephews.
Send me a ♣ to have my muse talk about their children.
Send me a ✎ + a family member that wasn’t mentioned in this post ( grandparents, aunts, uncles, etc ).
Now that’s a bit harsh.
It’s a bit rough.
// most rpers: don’t kill my character!
me, writing maurice: endgame for all verses is him getting murdered because he’s a disgusting piece of shit and i find him getting destroyed cathartic because i hate ableism in psychology and the horror genre
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secretsurvivalist:
Erin wasn’t exactly superstitious but she knocked anyways. That was not at all a jinx she wanted to wish on the world. Things were hard enough. The dead with tools and weapons would surely mean the extinction of humanity.
“Luckily, I can’t say I’ve seen any of them getting smarter or adapting. Some of the same old dumb tricks have been working since this all started. If they ever stop, I’ll start getting concerned.”
“Indeed... It would certainly be a problem for everyone.”
Maurice glanced out the window, noticing the time. “I should get back to my people,” he said. “Don’t want to be traveling too much in the dark.”
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✏ : What are their creative outlets?
Maurice enjoys making charts and graphs. While he obviously makes them for studies and statistical analysis, he’ll also do them for random things just for fun.
secretsurvivalist:
“Catching them for study,” Erin mused with a soft laugh, “now that would be different. I’ve tried to watch them from afar a little. Just to get an idea of how to survive around them. At first people thought that maybe they could remember things, or maybe they were more active during certain times. But I haven’t really seen any of that. No memories, no real functioning, thank goodness they can’t climb or use tools.”
He stroked his chin contemplatively, trying to think of things he might have noticed. There were a couple of times that he’d noticed zombies lingering around areas where they had lived, but that might have had more to do with the fact that they just hadn’t moved too far from where they died.
“Knock on wood for that one.” Maurice chuckled, tapping the nearest wooden furniture. “Let’s hope they don’t adapt and learn that kind of thing.”
