The Hoarder

*Vinny hears chewing sounds and sparks*

*he'd look around to see what it is*

*There's some small creature next to him chewing on a wire.*

i- uh- wh- how- wh-

*he does not know how that thing's here!!!!!!*

"Rgrhrhr????"

*he's looking at it, what kind of creature is it/does it look like?*

*Very small sort of fuzzy with big black eyes.*

Argrgrrr??

#collecting little trinkets #adding to the hoardmind

*hes gonna keep eye contact but reach around for the nurse button*

*Vinny hears chewing sounds and sparks*

*he'd look around to see what it is*

*There's some small creature next to him chewing on a wire.*

i- uh- wh- how- wh-

*he does not know how that thing's here!!!!!!*

"Rgrhrhr????"

#collecting little trinkets #adding to the hoardmind

*he's looking at it, what kind of creature is it/does it look like?*

*Vinny hears chewing sounds and sparks*

*he'd look around to see what it is*

*There's some small creature next to him chewing on a wire.*

#adding to the hoardmind #collecting little trinkets

i- uh- wh- how- wh-

*he does not know how that thing's here!!!!!!*

*Vinny hears chewing sounds and sparks*

*he'd look around to see what it is*

#genlosers do rp #adding to the hoardmind #collecting little trinkets

[You hear a giggle! You can't quite figure out where it came from]

-🔴

*he looks around for it like what thats crazy dude*

#genlosers do rp #adding to the hoardmind #hoarders collectables #ooc sorry for my forgetfulness trying to do more with the blogs

[A knock on the door. Someone clears their throat, and Charlie’s voice calls out hesitantly.]

Hey, uh, Vinny? Is this the right room? Fuck, this is gonna be awkward if I got it wrong, but I found a weird stress ball and I feel like it belongs to you.

oh shoot, uh, ive had a couple stress balls, yeah come on in

*He opens ths door and stuff.*

[Charlie wheels into the room, looking around curiously. Most of these rooms are exactly the same except for what the patients are allowed to add to them, and it's interesting to see what other people do with their spaces.]

[After a second, though, he remembers what he's here for and holds out a squishy red ball. There's a line going down one side.]

Here, it's the uh- the thing- the stress ball. D'you want it?

*His room has just mini boxes or bags, whatever a hospital would allow, that hold small trinkets. There's also a book about rocks on the bed.*

sure, why not

[Charlie nods and looks around again, a little lost, eventually placing it beside a smaller box. He doesn’t want to mess up whatever organization Vinny’s got going here.]

How have you, uh… How’ve you been?

i've been fine, just chilling, been meaning to talk more to people but, uh, forgot to

That’s good. You don’t have to go out and talk to people if you don’t want to, but it’s probably good to get out of the room sometimes.

[Charlie runs his fingers back and forth over the seam on his sleeve.]

Sorry. It’s good to see you, really, I just don’t… Really know what to say?

thats fair, im not good at this talking thing either

...Where did you get all this stuff from?

oh, uh, just things i found around, people drop all sorts of stuff

[So you stole it.]

That’s cool, man, have fun with your stuff. I should- probably get back to my room, soon.

oh yeah, see you round then!

#genlosers do rp #and scene

[Charlie nods awkwardly, turns around, and his foot hits the door. Ah. RIght, spacial awareness is a thing. That's not embarrassing whatsoever, this is absolutely fine, he's just gonna back up a little bit and actually open the door- and not swipe at the air in front of the door handle, shit- the door- and leave.]

[A knock on the door. Someone clears their throat, and Charlie’s voice calls out hesitantly.]

Hey, uh, Vinny? Is this the right room? Fuck, this is gonna be awkward if I got it wrong, but I found a weird stress ball and I feel like it belongs to you.

oh shoot, uh, ive had a couple stress balls, yeah come on in

*He opens ths door and stuff.*

[Charlie wheels into the room, looking around curiously. Most of these rooms are exactly the same except for what the patients are allowed to add to them, and it's interesting to see what other people do with their spaces.]

[After a second, though, he remembers what he's here for and holds out a squishy red ball. There's a line going down one side.]

Here, it's the uh- the thing- the stress ball. D'you want it?

*His room has just mini boxes or bags, whatever a hospital would allow, that hold small trinkets. There's also a book about rocks on the bed.*

sure, why not

[Charlie nods and looks around again, a little lost, eventually placing it beside a smaller box. He doesn’t want to mess up whatever organization Vinny’s got going here.]

How have you, uh… How’ve you been?

i've been fine, just chilling, been meaning to talk more to people but, uh, forgot to

That’s good. You don’t have to go out and talk to people if you don’t want to, but it’s probably good to get out of the room sometimes.

[Charlie runs his fingers back and forth over the seam on his sleeve.]

Sorry. It’s good to see you, really, I just don’t… Really know what to say?

thats fair, im not good at this talking thing either

...Where did you get all this stuff from?

oh, uh, just things i found around, people drop all sorts of stuff

[So you stole it.]

That’s cool, man, have fun with your stuff. I should- probably get back to my room, soon.

#collecting little trinkets #genlosers do rp #adding to the hoardmind #ooc that does sound like stealing huh........

oh yeah, see you round then!

[A knock on the door. Someone clears their throat, and Charlie’s voice calls out hesitantly.]

Hey, uh, Vinny? Is this the right room? Fuck, this is gonna be awkward if I got it wrong, but I found a weird stress ball and I feel like it belongs to you.

oh shoot, uh, ive had a couple stress balls, yeah come on in

*He opens ths door and stuff.*

[Charlie wheels into the room, looking around curiously. Most of these rooms are exactly the same except for what the patients are allowed to add to them, and it's interesting to see what other people do with their spaces.]

[After a second, though, he remembers what he's here for and holds out a squishy red ball. There's a line going down one side.]

Here, it's the uh- the thing- the stress ball. D'you want it?

*His room has just mini boxes or bags, whatever a hospital would allow, that hold small trinkets. There's also a book about rocks on the bed.*

sure, why not

[Charlie nods and looks around again, a little lost, eventually placing it beside a smaller box. He doesn’t want to mess up whatever organization Vinny’s got going here.]

How have you, uh… How’ve you been?

i've been fine, just chilling, been meaning to talk more to people but, uh, forgot to

That’s good. You don’t have to go out and talk to people if you don’t want to, but it’s probably good to get out of the room sometimes.

[Charlie runs his fingers back and forth over the seam on his sleeve.]

Sorry. It’s good to see you, really, I just don’t… Really know what to say?

thats fair, im not good at this talking thing either

...Where did you get all this stuff from?

#collecting little trinkets #adding to the hoardmind

oh, uh, just things i found around, people drop all sorts of stuff

[A knock on the door. Someone clears their throat, and Charlie’s voice calls out hesitantly.]

Hey, uh, Vinny? Is this the right room? Fuck, this is gonna be awkward if I got it wrong, but I found a weird stress ball and I feel like it belongs to you.

oh shoot, uh, ive had a couple stress balls, yeah come on in

*He opens ths door and stuff.*

[Charlie wheels into the room, looking around curiously. Most of these rooms are exactly the same except for what the patients are allowed to add to them, and it's interesting to see what other people do with their spaces.]

[After a second, though, he remembers what he's here for and holds out a squishy red ball. There's a line going down one side.]

Here, it's the uh- the thing- the stress ball. D'you want it?

*His room has just mini boxes or bags, whatever a hospital would allow, that hold small trinkets. There's also a book about rocks on the bed.*

sure, why not

[Charlie nods and looks around again, a little lost, eventually placing it beside a smaller box. He doesn’t want to mess up whatever organization Vinny’s got going here.]

How have you, uh… How’ve you been?

i've been fine, just chilling, been meaning to talk more to people but, uh, forgot to

That’s good. You don’t have to go out and talk to people if you don’t want to, but it’s probably good to get out of the room sometimes.

[Charlie runs his fingers back and forth over the seam on his sleeve.]

Sorry. It’s good to see you, really, I just don’t… Really know what to say?

#genlosers do rp #adding to the hoardmind #collecting little trinkets #ooc i totally remembered to respond sooner trust me

thats fair, im not good at this talking thing either

[A knock on the door. Someone clears their throat, and Charlie’s voice calls out hesitantly.]

Hey, uh, Vinny? Is this the right room? Fuck, this is gonna be awkward if I got it wrong, but I found a weird stress ball and I feel like it belongs to you.

oh shoot, uh, ive had a couple stress balls, yeah come on in

*He opens ths door and stuff.*

[Charlie wheels into the room, looking around curiously. Most of these rooms are exactly the same except for what the patients are allowed to add to them, and it's interesting to see what other people do with their spaces.]

[After a second, though, he remembers what he's here for and holds out a squishy red ball. There's a line going down one side.]

Here, it's the uh- the thing- the stress ball. D'you want it?

*His room has just mini boxes or bags, whatever a hospital would allow, that hold small trinkets. There's also a book about rocks on the bed.*

sure, why not

[Charlie nods and looks around again, a little lost, eventually placing it beside a smaller box. He doesn’t want to mess up whatever organization Vinny’s got going here.]

How have you, uh… How’ve you been?

#collecting little trinkets #adding to the hoardmind #ooc im so good at making excuses for not talking to people trust

i've been fine, just chilling, been meaning to talk more to people but, uh, forgot to

[A knock on the door. Someone clears their throat, and Charlie’s voice calls out hesitantly.]

Hey, uh, Vinny? Is this the right room? Fuck, this is gonna be awkward if I got it wrong, but I found a weird stress ball and I feel like it belongs to you.

oh shoot, uh, ive had a couple stress balls, yeah come on in

*He opens ths door and stuff.*

[Charlie wheels into the room, looking around curiously. Most of these rooms are exactly the same except for what the patients are allowed to add to them, and it's interesting to see what other people do with their spaces.]

[After a second, though, he remembers what he's here for and holds out a squishy red ball. There's a line going down one side.]

Here, it's the uh- the thing- the stress ball. D'you want it?