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[dunhcms-blog]

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@drwalterbischoff sent: #25

Once again Olivia drew the short straw and now found herself walking down the corridor of Harvard University on the other side with a box of case files that she had to give over to her counterpart and to pick up a box of case files from her to bring back to her universe. All part of the deal the two sides had. Reaching the lab Olivia hoped that she would quickly drop the files off and grab the files that she needed from the other her and just leave. Olivia didn’t particularly fancy staying around for a chat, though that wouldn’t be too hard considering this sides Olivia could barely look her in the eye let alone have a decent conversation with her. Carefully holding onto the box with one hand she used the other hand to quickly open the door and then strolled in and let the door shut behind her. Seeing no one Olivia made her way down the couple of steps by the entrance. “Hello?” Olivia glanced around the large room. “Anyone home?”

[sundanceofapache]

This....did not look like a hospital. Or a prison. He was still handcuffed, at least in front instead of behind his back. Even if that were the case Dustin couldn’t have blamed them. Most of the blood was wiped off but his clothes were still stained and crunched when he moved. He couldn’t help spitting some of the taste out of his mouth ever few seconds.

Finally someone came in to join him, the door opening and footsteps echoed as some of the effects of .... transforming still hung around. It was only recently daylight and there were still two more nights to go, oh goody. He sniffed, couldn’t help it, and tried to twist around and see who the newcomers were.

“...Are you here to experiment on me? Or.....um.... put me down?” Cure he was certain was out of the question.

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drwalterbischoff answered your post: “ooc: should I– a. Play Bioshock (probably cry my way through whatever...”:

I vote Bioshock >.< I haven't played the third one yet. Bioshock two just kept freezing up on me and crashing so I gave up x.x

ooc: ahhhhh THE THIRD ONE IS FANTASTIC IT’S SO FUN IT’S SO GREAT. It was also the first one I played so I’m super biased. BUT if I give up on the second one then I’ll see how long I last with the first (bc I’ve only ever been able to play it for any serious length of time with my girlfriend riiiiight next to me). And then LET’S BE REAL EVERYONE I’ll probably just be like LEMME AT THOSE LUTECES and play the third one.

[scariingcrows]

drwalterbischoff replied to your post

I wasn't a roleplayer 3 years ago T_T or on tumblr lol

That post I originally made on my personal was from 3 years ago, actually XD I didn’t have roleplay blogs, but I was looking for one on one roleplayers. I only ever found one. But now I’m seeing more popping up and I’m just like really wanting to bring back my Peter and/or Lincoln muse. But I have so much to handle on here that I know it would be hard to do. 

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“Walter? Is everything alright?”

[woodburyking-blake]

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Ever since Philip had arrived in Alexandria with Rick’s group things had been strange. He had been accepted into the group, but never forgiven, and things were constantly strained. They were constantly afraid that Philip might do something despite him finally having no intention to do so, and he even thought that they might do something to him. Whenever a disagreement would come along things weren’t always easy, but now being in a safe town allowed them all to have their space and for Philip that was something that was more than welcomed.

He was given the job to help someone named Walter. Normally he would hate being told what to do, but he needed to blend in. He needed to make a fresh start for himself. They had told him that Walter had been working on several things, and what those things were he wasn’t entirely sure yet but that left him curious. Wandering up to the building he pried the door open before stepping inside. “Walter? It’s Philip. Deanna said that I would be helpin’ you. If not that’s fine, but that’s what she said.”

Walking further into the building he stopped in his tracks as he let out a sigh. “Walter?” He let his voice rise up an octave wondering where the man was.

[i-am-deanwinchester]

The Knight and the Bishop

drwalterbischoff After days and weeks of research, Dean finally managed to track down the legendary Walter Bishop. An unsolvable case had been haunting the Winchester for a month now; it seemed impossible that people, animals, and monsters alike could travel through time, much less to a different universe. But that was the only explanation. There was simply no other way. After dressing himself in his FBI agent gear, Dean drove from Kansas to Boston, rocking out to his classic rock (per usual) on his way. He knocked on the laboratory door and adjusted his suit, checking that his badge was in the inside pocket.