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{ā¢} -Ā āYou look sad...why are you sad?ā
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{ā¢} -Ā āYou look sad...why are you sad?ā
piltoverruffian
The small girl soon was awoken by the sound of a partially familiar voice. Her blue eyes started to flutter open as she looked to Kreed with a half hearted smile. It was only lack luster due to her body feeling heavy and wanting more and more sleep. Was she drugged? She didnāt remember to be honest , all she remembered was a man with a nice smileā¦so it had to be Mr. Kreed right? Vi pushed herself up only to move her long hair behind her ear, looking around to where she wa.ā My body is a wittle heavy sir⦠I am very sweepyā¦ā She giggled softly only to tilt her head.Ā āWhere is mommy and daddy? Did they go home? Am I really that sick mister?ā She asked only for her small hand to reach out to him, gripping at his cuff as she let out a faint few coughs. She still was running a temperature and her body was a tad bit clammy but the illness was unknown and it may have gotten worse since she had gotten to the hospital. āShe then shivered a bit only to take her other hand and placed it on Kreedās.Ā āI am scared⦠am I going to be reawwy sick the rest of my wife? Or am I going to die? Pwease donāt wet me die mister doctor. I want to be a doctor too or a president. wike someone super important to hewp peopwe wike my mommy and daddy. We donāt have muchā¦..but weast we have each other right mister? I just wanna make sure that my famiwy is safe from all the big bad monster.ā It was then Vi fell into a coughing fit only for her to cover her mouth with both of her hands, The blondes happy expression filling with fits of pain as it happened. Slowly stopping as she clutched the blankets around her, trying to stay warm.Ā āMommy said, warm hugs hewpā¦can I have a hug mister..?ā
{ ā} - He had hold himself back from taking his hand away in disgust as the child grabbed his cuff. He hadnāt been fond of children other than his own daughter, really, and even then her complete lack of interest in any science she would be useful in was starting to get frustrating. Her mother had always been better at dealing with her.Ā
āAh, yes...donāt worry about it. Your bodyās just a little tired is all.ā he responded, slowly filling the part of the caring doctor as he patted her on the head. Somehow he had foolishly hoped that she wouldnāt have asked about her parents quite yet. He didnāt want to deal with the cascade of tears that was sure to follow.Ā
āAbout that, dear child...ā he started, clearing his throat as he met with her eyes, forcing a pained expression to cross his faceĀ āIām afraid...your mom and dad arenāt coming back. After you got sick, theyāve decided that taking care of you is more than they can handle. Theyāve decided not to love you anymore- youāre too much work.ā To put it in such blunt terms was something only a child would believe, he knew- but he wasnāt trying to fool a mastermind. In the long run by praying on a childās fear he was only saving her the pain of more than likely losing her parents later. Not many survived for very long in Zaun.Ā He placed his hand on the childās back, having slipped easier into this act than he had expected.Ā āNo, donāt worry. You wonāt be sick for very much longer. And after this youāll be...better.ā Better than any normal human could be. With how quickly this child could heal from pneumonia without medical intervention....he could make scientific miracles. She would be his perfect weapon.
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āThe reviews are in and they love me.ā He throw a Pilltover news paper down on the metal gurney by the door. The head story on the front page was that of a Politician assassinated mid speech.Ā āSee there giving my work top billing these dayāĀ
{ā} -Ā āAh! Brilliant!ā The scientist clasped his hands together as the newspaper was tossed in front of him, taking the article to skim over the details moments later.Ā āItās about time someone were to return after a display like that!ā Though, what Jihn more than likely thought of as praise to his artistic skills, he Ā saw as a success to his experiment.
āTell me, tell me what it was like! Did you see their faces before you left the crowd? Did you have time to see the life drain from his eyes?ā
lambcalls
She did not see either, at least not in that a human would. Lamb regarded a blur of colour in the black vastness of the world around her, head tipping to one side as she peered at the young girl. So frail, so easy to break⦠  āI have many names.ā She replied in a sing-song whisper, making no movement closer or further.Ā āBut to I, I am Lamb, a part of Kindred.ā
{ā¢} -Ā āL..lamb?ā She echoed, unsure if she had heard correctly based off just how...foreign it sounded for a name. Her eyes were starting to make out some outline- shaped more animal-like as her imagination did its work in her drugged influenced mindĀ āAs in....sheep? A baby sheep? Wow, I donāt think Iāve seen one of those before...ā
OrĀ Ā much of sunlight, judging by the paleness of her skin.
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{ā¢} - Sheās probably spent about a good minute now trying to clean her glasses to fade away her blurred vision. But no matter how spotless her lens are, her mind still hasnāt decided what to turn the person in front of her into. All she can see for now is a blur of white- and its scaring her.
āIām sorry- who are you? I canāt see...right.āĀ
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{ā¢} - The colors in the field of flowers are wonders for her mind to play with, and Zeppraās imagination has no trouble filling her mind with stories and interesting tales to fabricate as insects flew near her. As she was so used to being being indoors that much had been fascinating enough to her to keep her entertained for a few hours sitting in a single spot now. Her father could take his time collecting his Ionian herbs. She didnāt mind.Ā
But the sight of the -other beingās -robes was enough of a contrast against the bright colors around her to even this childās head to turn. Her eyes were blurry for a few moments after she did- and she had to take her glasses off her head to try and clean them while her drugged mind tried to figure out what to make of what was in front of her.
āOh wow- youāre pretty!ā
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piltovxr
the officer looked down when she felt the tug, inquisitive eyes settling upon the girl. putting her notepad away, caitlyn turned to face the teen. despite being the same height, the sheriff felt like she should be looking down on the other with how the teen carried herself.Ā āiām afraid i donāt know who your father is,ā she answered.Ā ācan you give me a description of him?ā
{ā¢} - Itās about the third or fourth person sheās tried to approach today with the same question, so her shy gaze barely shifts even the sheriffās turned her way. That notepad- she wondered what she had been drawing? Was she an artist? Ā
Her mind was currently lucid enough to tell her outlined movements of pen an d paper, but not enough to guess who or what she was. Only that being in this city had been uncomfortable and she had trouble making out so many sounds and sights at once compared to her fatherās office back home.Ā
āHeās a scientist and a doctor māam. He has black hair and a nice white lab coat that he always wears. He said he came here to collect something, Ā and told me to wait over thereā she points to the corner of the streetĀ āBut itās been such a long time. Iām hungry. I want to go home.āĀ
Her head was starting to hurt. Her mind was having trouble creating its usual hallucinations with so much outside stimuli to process. Her right hand stayed firmly behind her back, though the wires were starting to dig into her wrist with how tightly she was clenching it. Not that her broken body could feel that.Ā
gelatinousheartthrob
āA mess? Do you want me to pummel you into the damn ground when I get out of here? Because I sure as hell will..ā
The creature lashed out against the wall again, he knew escape was near impossible⦠No matter, he would lay into the wall like a child throwing a tantrum, seemingly effortlessly and without ābreaking a sweat.ā
āLook her you damn Jackass.. Iām gonnaā give you 5 short seconds to let me go. Ā If you donāt.. I vow to destroy you, and every single thing you have ever loved. Donāt think I wont, Iāve wiped buildings off the map before.. I wonder how many punches I could administer before you finally keel over..ā
{ā} -Ā āMuch as that would be fascinating to watch- no, no. Itās not productive to conduct experiments on a subject that cannot be viewed.ā It was hard to tell whether this was meant as a legitimate response or a joke with how quickly he muttered the statement, the doctorās eyes back to his needle as he adjusted the mechanics on the tube around Zac, hands much steadier than his eyes.Ā
āNo, no- canāt be done. Canāt be done combatant, Iād lose my job for that. Do you doubt my craftsmanship? That Iād make something that could be released so quickly and easily? Thatād beĀ disastrous, insane if the nudge of a button couldĀ releaseĀ what I placed inside in mere seconds! Thereās a child here too you know! She wouldnāt survive any toxic vapors.āĀ
Sound of glass against metal could be heard in as he snapped the large needle (Typically used for draining body fluids rather than give injections) into his device, an arm to extend downwards and collect samples from whatever was below. He was eager to know what was inside this creature.
āI suggest you stand still for this otherwise It might hurt a lot more than it has to.āĀ
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{ā} -Ā āWhat youāve done to your own body is fascinating....without the forced hand of another scientist, too! What keeps your skin so sturdy and strong against damage that should cut it?ā
{ League of Legends dual Zaun OCs for a mad doctor and his daughter }
There is this Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā spot Ā Ā on my soulĀ
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā And it will Ā Ā n e v e rĀ Ā come clean
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā There is a flaw in my brainĀ
...that is far Ā from sereneĀ
{ Heavy Content Warnings for gore and human experimentation }
[ Zeppraās bio is done now~!]Ā
that corpse you planted last year in your garden, has it begun to sprout? will it bloom this year? or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?
T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land (via beryl-azure)
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9.) Use song lyrics to describe your current or last relationship
Something happens and I'm head over heelsI never find out till I'm head over heelsSomething happens and I'm head over heelsAh don't take my heart don't break my heartDon't don't throw it away
[This whole song fits us better than anything I can think of actually. Hard to pintpoint my favorite part so I just used the chorus ]
17.) Use song lyrics to describe your best friend
well one:
Serial killers are people tooIf you take away the voices I'm just like youI'll hack you up and bury you in my yardBut why does making friends have to be so very hard?
[ This isnāt an insult sheās my horror buddy and I consider her my sister but her and I both pretty much know weāve got problems XD Though I swear sheās my moarail and I love her a lot. <> ]
and for my platonic waifu aka @piltoverruffian
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cableAnd life's like an hourglass, glued to the tableNo one can find the rewind button, girl.So cradle your head in your handsAnd breathe... just breathe,Oh breathe, just breathe
[ That, Ā ācause i know life sometimes gets rough for the both of us but weāre gonna make it through ]
18.) Use song lyrics to describe your life
Little bird, little bird, little birdWhat do you see?A picture perfect sceneTwo toned lawns are manicuredThe gardens wearing haute coutureIt's hiding somethingIt's trying too hardHiding somethingIt's trying too hard
[ This one took me the longest to figure out jeez. Donāt really feel like elaborating gonna leave that as is. ]Ā