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[deadlydivinity]

[ @serphsup ] 

Minato was pretty sure walking around a sketchy lab after being told to not touch anything wasn’t going to go well... especially considering the fact the scientist he’d been talking to said the creatures in here were all looking for a “host”... 

Not that it stopped him from getting probably too close to what looked like an already breaking glass window to get a better look at a broken, twitching body of a person. 

“Shit...” he whispered and shook his head, “what the hell are these things...?” 

[i-am--deviant]

[ @serphsup​ ] 

This place was unfamiliar, and the unfamiliarity put Connor on edge. He wasn’t used to being anywhere but Detroit, but the current investigation demanded he step out of his comfort zone, so he swallowed his anxiety for the time being. 

That didn’t mean he wasn’t lost, though. Maybe there was a local he could ask for help...? 

“Excuse me, but I’m... lost.” 

[bringingontheheat]

@serphsup

“Hey, Serph...” Heat approached him, blood all over his face. That wasn’t normal for the werebear to leave anything behind from a meal, so that was probably a sign there was an issue. It was probably also an issue since he liked walking around all shifted usually.

“Can you hide me? I think someone called the cops while I was eating...” He paused. “A snack. I don’t know how they saw me, but, you know...” Maybe it was because he’d kind of gotten too cocky and/or forgotten that it was illegal to eat humans. Either way, he needed some help to avoid the cops.

[amberenigma]

"What do you mean I'm not supposed to eat the monsters...?" -Serphsup

Well–he had seen enough body horrors from his own person, and on others, due to data corruption, but..he didn’t see this very often. Chims were one thing–but the monsters themselves ( oh, that poor chickie.. ) had been something completely different. “Players usually drain health using weapons…not by eating their actual data..” he explains, “I probably wouldn’t do it in the open, either, lest another player takes this to the forums.” How many GMs would come running to find this guy..

@serphsup / hey, let him enjoy his denny’s.

[i-am--deviant]

[ @serphsup ] 

Connor hadn’t been thinking when he ran from the castle in his home kingdom. All he had wanted to do was get away. 

Well... he’d done that. Now he was lost, paranoid, and exhausted. He’d rarely been out of the castle before, and now he was trying to get out of his mother’s reach without so much as a map to guide him, and it was getting increasingly late and cold. 

“I should’ve planned this out better...” the prince chastised himself quietly as he hugged himself tightly, “at this rate, I’ll freeze out here or get caught...” 

[bringingontheheat]

@serphsup

"Sheffield...” O’Brien had spent a good ten minutes in the hall preparing himself when he finally let the name escape his lips and he pushed into the other’s office. “Have you seen Heat? I was supposed to put the clones down for a nap and he ran off and I haven’t seen him since. I figured he’d have found his way to your office, since he likes hanging off you so much.”

He wasn’t wrong, not really. Heat had indeed made his way to Sheffield’s office, but he’d hidden under the desk right before anyone had gotten in there. If Sheffield knew he was there, well, it’d be a shock to him... And upsetting, he’d spent a while making sure he was super hidden.

[bringingontheheat]

@serphsup

Heat hadn’t been able to stand looking at Serph for a good week now.

A week ago, he’d been fine... They were all working towards saving the princess of legends from her slumber, occasionally dealing with a member of their group dropping off, but... Then something had changed.

Heat had remembered his past life. He remembered wanting to protect the princess from his fellow prince, remembered the evil behind it all having the other prince (he could feel his soul hissing out the name “Sheffield” whenever he thought about him) on their side, could remember challenging him to a duel. Heat also remembered the fatal blow, the smirk from Sheffield and the mocking tone, the princess crying out as he bled to death...

All of that hit him whenever he looked at Serph (Sheffield reincarnated) and it made him sick. The guy he considered a friend... Could he really be considered that when facts pointed to him having killed Heat before?

Heat had decided no, not while the newfound memories were still fresh. Maybe not ever. “Shit... Serph...”

[bringingontheheat]

@serphsup

“Hey, Serph.”

Without another word, Heat just wraps his arms around Serph’s stomach and... attempts to German Suplex him.