"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
Ray jumps when he notices her. “Get that needle away from me!”
She laughs and walks closer to him.
"Haha, Jay, my absolute favorite soldier! I'm sure a brave and IMPORTANT soldier like you wouldn't mind testing out this formula I made... After all, what're friends for?"
She is trying to persuade him, unfortunately she has absolutely no charisma whatsoever.
“Um. No. I hate needles.”
She starts to turn. "Oh dear... I suppose I have to find someo-"
She spins and sticks the needle into Ray's arm.
"Sorry, Jay, but science comes before friends!"
*Lol she is such a jerk sorry*
He growls and punches her directly in the face. “Never. Do. That. Again. I was invited here for a reason.”
She rubs her face and stares into his eyes with simple, childlike wonder.
"Hmm. All the other patients experienced unbelievable, excruciating, INDESCRIBABLE pain right about now. You feeling anything?"
She looks eager, like she wants Ray to feel pain.
He growls. “I am feeling pain you sick (GP). I can just shove it down my throat and it comes back out as insults.”
She smiles, a big genuine smile.
"Well, thanks to you, I suppose I have enough evidence to write a report now... Though I could use a few more test subjects, just to be sure..."
She starts to walk away
“You’re supposed to test on zombies, not people!”
"Oh, 'supposed to' is a funny term to me. I never really do what I'm 'supposed to,' even if it hurts... Or... kills, people. My research is the only thing important to me. And as of now, I'm the most intelligent person in this facility, whether anyone but me cares to admit it or not."
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"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
342 spots her.
"Heya, Winnie!"
She looks up and adjusts her glasses.
"Who're y- OH, yes! Hello 342! Sayyyyy... Would you be interested in trying my formula?"
"What's it do?"
"Well, it's supposed to start hair growth rapidly on the human body. However, testing is needed..."
She sticks the needle in 342's arm.
"Well, if I had to say, it probably won't do anything as I am dead."
She watches 342 eagerly.
"Any... Feeling?"
"I quite literally do not have a nervous system."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
Ray jumps when he notices her. “Get that needle away from me!”
She laughs and walks closer to him.
"Haha, Jay, my absolute favorite soldier! I'm sure a brave and IMPORTANT soldier like you wouldn't mind testing out this formula I made... After all, what're friends for?"
She is trying to persuade him, unfortunately she has absolutely no charisma whatsoever.
“Um. No. I hate needles.”
She starts to turn. "Oh dear... I suppose I have to find someo-"
She spins and sticks the needle into Ray's arm.
"Sorry, Jay, but science comes before friends!"
*Lol she is such a jerk sorry*
He growls and punches her directly in the face. “Never. Do. That. Again. I was invited here for a reason.”
She rubs her face and stares into his eyes with simple, childlike wonder.
"Hmm. All the other patients experienced unbelievable, excruciating, INDESCRIBABLE pain right about now. You feeling anything?"
She looks eager, like she wants Ray to feel pain.
He growls. “I am feeling pain you sick (GP). I can just shove it down my throat and it comes back out as insults.”
She smiles, a big genuine smile.
"Well, thanks to you, I suppose I have enough evidence to write a report now... Though I could use a few more test subjects, just to be sure..."
She starts to walk away
“You’re supposed to test on zombies, not people!”
"Oh, 'supposed to' is a funny term to me. I never really do what I'm 'supposed to,' even if it hurts... Or... kills, people. My research is the only thing important to me. And as of now, I'm the most intelligent person in this facility, whether anyone but me cares to admit it or not."
“Yeah? And I’m the strongest. I’m warning you. Never do that again, or you’ll feel my fists again.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
Ray jumps when he notices her. “Get that needle away from me!”
She laughs and walks closer to him.
"Haha, Jay, my absolute favorite soldier! I'm sure a brave and IMPORTANT soldier like you wouldn't mind testing out this formula I made... After all, what're friends for?"
She is trying to persuade him, unfortunately she has absolutely no charisma whatsoever.
“Um. No. I hate needles.”
She starts to turn. "Oh dear... I suppose I have to find someo-"
She spins and sticks the needle into Ray's arm.
"Sorry, Jay, but science comes before friends!"
*Lol she is such a jerk sorry*
He growls and punches her directly in the face. “Never. Do. That. Again. I was invited here for a reason.”
She rubs her face and stares into his eyes with simple, childlike wonder.
"Hmm. All the other patients experienced unbelievable, excruciating, INDESCRIBABLE pain right about now. You feeling anything?"
She looks eager, like she wants Ray to feel pain.
He growls. “I am feeling pain you sick (GP). I can just shove it down my throat and it comes back out as insults.”
She smiles, a big genuine smile.
"Well, thanks to you, I suppose I have enough evidence to write a report now... Though I could use a few more test subjects, just to be sure..."
She starts to walk away
“You’re supposed to test on zombies, not people!”
"Oh, 'supposed to' is a funny term to me. I never really do what I'm 'supposed to,' even if it hurts... Or... kills, people. My research is the only thing important to me. And as of now, I'm the most intelligent person in this facility, whether anyone but me cares to admit it or not."
“Yeah? And I’m the strongest. I’m warning you. Never do that again, or you’ll feel my fists again.”
"Oh, I'm not afraid of dying. I'm only afraid of the unknown."
This is clearly a lie.
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"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
342 spots her.
"Heya, Winnie!"
She looks up and adjusts her glasses.
"Who're y- OH, yes! Hello 342! Sayyyyy... Would you be interested in trying my formula?"
"What's it do?"
"Well, it's supposed to start hair growth rapidly on the human body. However, testing is needed..."
She sticks the needle in 342's arm.
"Well, if I had to say, it probably won't do anything as I am dead."
She watches 342 eagerly.
"Any... Feeling?"
"I quite literally do not have a nervous system."
"Hmmm. Interesting. Do you have... Any organs?"
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"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
Ray jumps when he notices her. “Get that needle away from me!”
She laughs and walks closer to him.
"Haha, Jay, my absolute favorite soldier! I'm sure a brave and IMPORTANT soldier like you wouldn't mind testing out this formula I made... After all, what're friends for?"
She is trying to persuade him, unfortunately she has absolutely no charisma whatsoever.
“Um. No. I hate needles.”
She starts to turn. "Oh dear... I suppose I have to find someo-"
She spins and sticks the needle into Ray's arm.
"Sorry, Jay, but science comes before friends!"
*Lol she is such a jerk sorry*
He growls and punches her directly in the face. “Never. Do. That. Again. I was invited here for a reason.”
She rubs her face and stares into his eyes with simple, childlike wonder.
"Hmm. All the other patients experienced unbelievable, excruciating, INDESCRIBABLE pain right about now. You feeling anything?"
She looks eager, like she wants Ray to feel pain.
He growls. “I am feeling pain you sick (GP). I can just shove it down my throat and it comes back out as insults.”
She smiles, a big genuine smile.
"Well, thanks to you, I suppose I have enough evidence to write a report now... Though I could use a few more test subjects, just to be sure..."
She starts to walk away
“You’re supposed to test on zombies, not people!”
"Oh, 'supposed to' is a funny term to me. I never really do what I'm 'supposed to,' even if it hurts... Or... kills, people. My research is the only thing important to me. And as of now, I'm the most intelligent person in this facility, whether anyone but me cares to admit it or not."
“Yeah? And I’m the strongest. I’m warning you. Never do that again, or you’ll feel my fists again.”
"Oh, I'm not afraid of dying. I'm only afraid of the unknown."
This is clearly a lie.
“Oh yes you are.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
Ray jumps when he notices her. “Get that needle away from me!”
She laughs and walks closer to him.
"Haha, Jay, my absolute favorite soldier! I'm sure a brave and IMPORTANT soldier like you wouldn't mind testing out this formula I made... After all, what're friends for?"
She is trying to persuade him, unfortunately she has absolutely no charisma whatsoever.
“Um. No. I hate needles.”
She starts to turn. "Oh dear... I suppose I have to find someo-"
She spins and sticks the needle into Ray's arm.
"Sorry, Jay, but science comes before friends!"
*Lol she is such a jerk sorry*
He growls and punches her directly in the face. “Never. Do. That. Again. I was invited here for a reason.”
She rubs her face and stares into his eyes with simple, childlike wonder.
"Hmm. All the other patients experienced unbelievable, excruciating, INDESCRIBABLE pain right about now. You feeling anything?"
She looks eager, like she wants Ray to feel pain.
He growls. “I am feeling pain you sick (GP). I can just shove it down my throat and it comes back out as insults.”
She smiles, a big genuine smile.
"Well, thanks to you, I suppose I have enough evidence to write a report now... Though I could use a few more test subjects, just to be sure..."
She starts to walk away
“You’re supposed to test on zombies, not people!”
"Oh, 'supposed to' is a funny term to me. I never really do what I'm 'supposed to,' even if it hurts... Or... kills, people. My research is the only thing important to me. And as of now, I'm the most intelligent person in this facility, whether anyone but me cares to admit it or not."
“Yeah? And I’m the strongest. I’m warning you. Never do that again, or you’ll feel my fists again.”
"Oh, I'm not afraid of dying. I'm only afraid of the unknown."
This is clearly a lie.
“Oh yes you are.”
"Well, whatever I may be, one cannot dispute the fact that I am more valued here than you are. And value means power. As long as I still do the research they require of me, I cannot be faulted. Nothing a foot soldier says will change that, you can be assured. While I appreciated your kindness upon my arrival, your 'services' are no longer required."
She walks off, a smug little (GP).
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"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
Ray jumps when he notices her. “Get that needle away from me!”
She laughs and walks closer to him.
"Haha, Jay, my absolute favorite soldier! I'm sure a brave and IMPORTANT soldier like you wouldn't mind testing out this formula I made... After all, what're friends for?"
She is trying to persuade him, unfortunately she has absolutely no charisma whatsoever.
“Um. No. I hate needles.”
She starts to turn. "Oh dear... I suppose I have to find someo-"
She spins and sticks the needle into Ray's arm.
"Sorry, Jay, but science comes before friends!"
*Lol she is such a jerk sorry*
He growls and punches her directly in the face. “Never. Do. That. Again. I was invited here for a reason.”
She rubs her face and stares into his eyes with simple, childlike wonder.
"Hmm. All the other patients experienced unbelievable, excruciating, INDESCRIBABLE pain right about now. You feeling anything?"
She looks eager, like she wants Ray to feel pain.
He growls. “I am feeling pain you sick (GP). I can just shove it down my throat and it comes back out as insults.”
She smiles, a big genuine smile.
"Well, thanks to you, I suppose I have enough evidence to write a report now... Though I could use a few more test subjects, just to be sure..."
She starts to walk away
“You’re supposed to test on zombies, not people!”
"Oh, 'supposed to' is a funny term to me. I never really do what I'm 'supposed to,' even if it hurts... Or... kills, people. My research is the only thing important to me. And as of now, I'm the most intelligent person in this facility, whether anyone but me cares to admit it or not."
“Yeah? And I’m the strongest. I’m warning you. Never do that again, or you’ll feel my fists again.”
"Oh, I'm not afraid of dying. I'm only afraid of the unknown."
This is clearly a lie.
“Oh yes you are.”
"Well, whatever I may be, one cannot dispute the fact that I am more valued here than you are. And value means power. As long as I still do the research they require of me, I cannot be faulted. Nothing a foot soldier says will change that, you can be assured. While I appreciated your kindness upon my arrival, your 'services' are no longer required."
She walks off, a smug little (GP).
Ray smiles. “I don’t care what they think of me. They do need me. They need me very much.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
342 spots her.
"Heya, Winnie!"
She looks up and adjusts her glasses.
"Who're y- OH, yes! Hello 342! Sayyyyy... Would you be interested in trying my formula?"
"What's it do?"
"Well, it's supposed to start hair growth rapidly on the human body. However, testing is needed..."
She sticks the needle in 342's arm.
"Well, if I had to say, it probably won't do anything as I am dead."
She watches 342 eagerly.
"Any... Feeling?"
"I quite literally do not have a nervous system."
"Hmmm. Interesting. Do you have... Any organs?"
"Well, I have skin, do I not? And I guess I do have a nervous system, I have the nerves and all that, but it doesn't work. Assides from the brain. But, my organs don't work, all of that doesn't work. But, since I'm a zombie, I'm sentient. Not alaive, sentient."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
Ray jumps when he notices her. “Get that needle away from me!”
She laughs and walks closer to him.
"Haha, Jay, my absolute favorite soldier! I'm sure a brave and IMPORTANT soldier like you wouldn't mind testing out this formula I made... After all, what're friends for?"
She is trying to persuade him, unfortunately she has absolutely no charisma whatsoever.
“Um. No. I hate needles.”
She starts to turn. "Oh dear... I suppose I have to find someo-"
She spins and sticks the needle into Ray's arm.
"Sorry, Jay, but science comes before friends!"
*Lol she is such a jerk sorry*
He growls and punches her directly in the face. “Never. Do. That. Again. I was invited here for a reason.”
She rubs her face and stares into his eyes with simple, childlike wonder.
"Hmm. All the other patients experienced unbelievable, excruciating, INDESCRIBABLE pain right about now. You feeling anything?"
She looks eager, like she wants Ray to feel pain.
He growls. “I am feeling pain you sick (GP). I can just shove it down my throat and it comes back out as insults.”
She smiles, a big genuine smile.
"Well, thanks to you, I suppose I have enough evidence to write a report now... Though I could use a few more test subjects, just to be sure..."
She starts to walk away
“You’re supposed to test on zombies, not people!”
"Oh, 'supposed to' is a funny term to me. I never really do what I'm 'supposed to,' even if it hurts... Or... kills, people. My research is the only thing important to me. And as of now, I'm the most intelligent person in this facility, whether anyone but me cares to admit it or not."
“Yeah? And I’m the strongest. I’m warning you. Never do that again, or you’ll feel my fists again.”
"Oh, I'm not afraid of dying. I'm only afraid of the unknown."
This is clearly a lie.
“Oh yes you are.”
"Well, whatever I may be, one cannot dispute the fact that I am more valued here than you are. And value means power. As long as I still do the research they require of me, I cannot be faulted. Nothing a foot soldier says will change that, you can be assured. While I appreciated your kindness upon my arrival, your 'services' are no longer required."
She walks off, a smug little (GP).
Ray smiles. “I don’t care what they think of me. They do need me. They need me very much.”
"Whatever helps you sleep at night," she calls back, "Oh, and before I forget, the shot I gave you may make you... Lose control of your bowels."
She laughs heartily at this, what a prankster!
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"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
342 spots her.
"Heya, Winnie!"
She looks up and adjusts her glasses.
"Who're y- OH, yes! Hello 342! Sayyyyy... Would you be interested in trying my formula?"
"What's it do?"
"Well, it's supposed to start hair growth rapidly on the human body. However, testing is needed..."
She sticks the needle in 342's arm.
"Well, if I had to say, it probably won't do anything as I am dead."
She watches 342 eagerly.
"Any... Feeling?"
"I quite literally do not have a nervous system."
"Hmmm. Interesting. Do you have... Any organs?"
"Well, I have skin, do I not? And I guess I do have a nervous system, I have the nerves and all that, but it doesn't work. Assides from the brain. But, my organs don't work, all of that doesn't work. But, since I'm a zombie, I'm sentient. Not alaive, sentient."
"How fascinating!" She writes something on her clipboard.
"Are you hungry for... Brains?"
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"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
342 spots her.
"Heya, Winnie!"
She looks up and adjusts her glasses.
"Who're y- OH, yes! Hello 342! Sayyyyy... Would you be interested in trying my formula?"
"What's it do?"
"Well, it's supposed to start hair growth rapidly on the human body. However, testing is needed..."
She sticks the needle in 342's arm.
"Well, if I had to say, it probably won't do anything as I am dead."
She watches 342 eagerly.
"Any... Feeling?"
"I quite literally do not have a nervous system."
"Hmmm. Interesting. Do you have... Any organs?"
"Well, I have skin, do I not? And I guess I do have a nervous system, I have the nerves and all that, but it doesn't work. Assides from the brain. But, my organs don't work, all of that doesn't work. But, since I'm a zombie, I'm sentient. Not alaive, sentient."
"How fascinating!" She writes something on her clipboard.
"Are you hungry for... Brains?"
"Well, somewhat."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
342 spots her.
"Heya, Winnie!"
She looks up and adjusts her glasses.
"Who're y- OH, yes! Hello 342! Sayyyyy... Would you be interested in trying my formula?"
"What's it do?"
"Well, it's supposed to start hair growth rapidly on the human body. However, testing is needed..."
She sticks the needle in 342's arm.
"Well, if I had to say, it probably won't do anything as I am dead."
She watches 342 eagerly.
"Any... Feeling?"
"I quite literally do not have a nervous system."
"Hmmm. Interesting. Do you have... Any organs?"
"Well, I have skin, do I not? And I guess I do have a nervous system, I have the nerves and all that, but it doesn't work. Assides from the brain. But, my organs don't work, all of that doesn't work. But, since I'm a zombie, I'm sentient. Not alaive, sentient."
"How fascinating!" She writes something on her clipboard.
"Are you hungry for... Brains?"
"Well, somewhat."
"Have you ever eaten brains while on medication?"
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"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
Ray jumps when he notices her. “Get that needle away from me!”
She laughs and walks closer to him.
"Haha, Jay, my absolute favorite soldier! I'm sure a brave and IMPORTANT soldier like you wouldn't mind testing out this formula I made... After all, what're friends for?"
She is trying to persuade him, unfortunately she has absolutely no charisma whatsoever.
“Um. No. I hate needles.”
She starts to turn. "Oh dear... I suppose I have to find someo-"
She spins and sticks the needle into Ray's arm.
"Sorry, Jay, but science comes before friends!"
*Lol she is such a jerk sorry*
He growls and punches her directly in the face. “Never. Do. That. Again. I was invited here for a reason.”
She rubs her face and stares into his eyes with simple, childlike wonder.
"Hmm. All the other patients experienced unbelievable, excruciating, INDESCRIBABLE pain right about now. You feeling anything?"
She looks eager, like she wants Ray to feel pain.
He growls. “I am feeling pain you sick (GP). I can just shove it down my throat and it comes back out as insults.”
She smiles, a big genuine smile.
"Well, thanks to you, I suppose I have enough evidence to write a report now... Though I could use a few more test subjects, just to be sure..."
She starts to walk away
“You’re supposed to test on zombies, not people!”
"Oh, 'supposed to' is a funny term to me. I never really do what I'm 'supposed to,' even if it hurts... Or... kills, people. My research is the only thing important to me. And as of now, I'm the most intelligent person in this facility, whether anyone but me cares to admit it or not."
“Yeah? And I’m the strongest. I’m warning you. Never do that again, or you’ll feel my fists again.”
"Oh, I'm not afraid of dying. I'm only afraid of the unknown."
This is clearly a lie.
“Oh yes you are.”
"Well, whatever I may be, one cannot dispute the fact that I am more valued here than you are. And value means power. As long as I still do the research they require of me, I cannot be faulted. Nothing a foot soldier says will change that, you can be assured. While I appreciated your kindness upon my arrival, your 'services' are no longer required."
She walks off, a smug little (GP).
Ray smiles. “I don’t care what they think of me. They do need me. They need me very much.”
"Whatever helps you sleep at night," she calls back, "Oh, and before I forget, the shot I gave you may make you... Lose control of your bowels."
She laughs heartily at this, what a prankster!
He rushes up to her, growling. “You deserve another punch for that.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
342 spots her.
"Heya, Winnie!"
She looks up and adjusts her glasses.
"Who're y- OH, yes! Hello 342! Sayyyyy... Would you be interested in trying my formula?"
"What's it do?"
"Well, it's supposed to start hair growth rapidly on the human body. However, testing is needed..."
She sticks the needle in 342's arm.
"Well, if I had to say, it probably won't do anything as I am dead."
She watches 342 eagerly.
"Any... Feeling?"
"I quite literally do not have a nervous system."
"Hmmm. Interesting. Do you have... Any organs?"
"Well, I have skin, do I not? And I guess I do have a nervous system, I have the nerves and all that, but it doesn't work. Assides from the brain. But, my organs don't work, all of that doesn't work. But, since I'm a zombie, I'm sentient. Not alaive, sentient."
"How fascinating!" She writes something on her clipboard.
"Are you hungry for... Brains?"
"Well, somewhat."
"Have you ever eaten brains while on medication?"
"I do not usually consume the brain. It prevents the plauge from being spread, as it needs a brain to live."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
Ray jumps when he notices her. “Get that needle away from me!”
She laughs and walks closer to him.
"Haha, Jay, my absolute favorite soldier! I'm sure a brave and IMPORTANT soldier like you wouldn't mind testing out this formula I made... After all, what're friends for?"
She is trying to persuade him, unfortunately she has absolutely no charisma whatsoever.
“Um. No. I hate needles.”
She starts to turn. "Oh dear... I suppose I have to find someo-"
She spins and sticks the needle into Ray's arm.
"Sorry, Jay, but science comes before friends!"
*Lol she is such a jerk sorry*
He growls and punches her directly in the face. “Never. Do. That. Again. I was invited here for a reason.”
She rubs her face and stares into his eyes with simple, childlike wonder.
"Hmm. All the other patients experienced unbelievable, excruciating, INDESCRIBABLE pain right about now. You feeling anything?"
She looks eager, like she wants Ray to feel pain.
He growls. “I am feeling pain you sick (GP). I can just shove it down my throat and it comes back out as insults.”
She smiles, a big genuine smile.
"Well, thanks to you, I suppose I have enough evidence to write a report now... Though I could use a few more test subjects, just to be sure..."
She starts to walk away
“You’re supposed to test on zombies, not people!”
"Oh, 'supposed to' is a funny term to me. I never really do what I'm 'supposed to,' even if it hurts... Or... kills, people. My research is the only thing important to me. And as of now, I'm the most intelligent person in this facility, whether anyone but me cares to admit it or not."
“Yeah? And I’m the strongest. I’m warning you. Never do that again, or you’ll feel my fists again.”
"Oh, I'm not afraid of dying. I'm only afraid of the unknown."
This is clearly a lie.
“Oh yes you are.”
"Well, whatever I may be, one cannot dispute the fact that I am more valued here than you are. And value means power. As long as I still do the research they require of me, I cannot be faulted. Nothing a foot soldier says will change that, you can be assured. While I appreciated your kindness upon my arrival, your 'services' are no longer required."
She walks off, a smug little (GP).
Ray smiles. “I don’t care what they think of me. They do need me. They need me very much.”
"Whatever helps you sleep at night," she calls back, "Oh, and before I forget, the shot I gave you may make you... Lose control of your bowels."
She laughs heartily at this, what a prankster!
He rushes up to her, growling. “You deserve another punch for that.”
"Well, someone has anger issues, don't they!"
A guard nearby looks over angrily. "Youse twoes betta shut up! I don't wanna excuse ta get nasty with ya!"
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"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
"That is one way to describe me. I personally would have used intelligent, beautiful, or AMAZING."
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"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
Dr. Winona is wandering around with a clipboard and a small needle. She seems to be trying to get people to pay attention to her.
342 spots her.
"Heya, Winnie!"
She looks up and adjusts her glasses.
"Who're y- OH, yes! Hello 342! Sayyyyy... Would you be interested in trying my formula?"
"What's it do?"
"Well, it's supposed to start hair growth rapidly on the human body. However, testing is needed..."
She sticks the needle in 342's arm.
"Well, if I had to say, it probably won't do anything as I am dead."
She watches 342 eagerly.
"Any... Feeling?"
"I quite literally do not have a nervous system."
"Hmmm. Interesting. Do you have... Any organs?"
"Well, I have skin, do I not? And I guess I do have a nervous system, I have the nerves and all that, but it doesn't work. Assides from the brain. But, my organs don't work, all of that doesn't work. But, since I'm a zombie, I'm sentient. Not alaive, sentient."
"How fascinating!" She writes something on her clipboard.
"Are you hungry for... Brains?"
"Well, somewhat."
"Have you ever eaten brains while on medication?"
"I do not usually consume the brain. It prevents the plauge from being spread, as it needs a brain to live."
"Fascinating. Horror movies have failed us all."
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"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
She watches 342 eagerly.
"Any... Feeling?"
"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
I'm the creator of The Bar of The Beasts, and I'm always happy to chat!
"Oh, 'supposed to' is a funny term to me. I never really do what I'm 'supposed to,' even if it hurts... Or... kills, people. My research is the only thing important to me. And as of now, I'm the most intelligent person in this facility, whether anyone but me cares to admit it or not."
"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
I'm the creator of The Bar of The Beasts, and I'm always happy to chat!
"I quite literally do not have a nervous system."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
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Camp Half-Blood Archives
“Yeah? And I’m the strongest. I’m warning you. Never do that again, or you’ll feel my fists again.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
"Oh, I'm not afraid of dying. I'm only afraid of the unknown."
This is clearly a lie.
"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
I'm the creator of The Bar of The Beasts, and I'm always happy to chat!
"Hmmm. Interesting. Do you have... Any organs?"
"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
I'm the creator of The Bar of The Beasts, and I'm always happy to chat!
“Oh yes you are.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
"Well, whatever I may be, one cannot dispute the fact that I am more valued here than you are. And value means power. As long as I still do the research they require of me, I cannot be faulted. Nothing a foot soldier says will change that, you can be assured. While I appreciated your kindness upon my arrival, your 'services' are no longer required."
She walks off, a smug little (GP).
"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
I'm the creator of The Bar of The Beasts, and I'm always happy to chat!
Ray smiles. “I don’t care what they think of me. They do need me. They need me very much.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
"Well, I have skin, do I not? And I guess I do have a nervous system, I have the nerves and all that, but it doesn't work. Assides from the brain. But, my organs don't work, all of that doesn't work. But, since I'm a zombie, I'm sentient. Not alaive, sentient."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"Whatever helps you sleep at night," she calls back, "Oh, and before I forget, the shot I gave you may make you... Lose control of your bowels."
She laughs heartily at this, what a prankster!
"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
I'm the creator of The Bar of The Beasts, and I'm always happy to chat!
"How fascinating!" She writes something on her clipboard.
"Are you hungry for... Brains?"
"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
I'm the creator of The Bar of The Beasts, and I'm always happy to chat!
"Well, somewhat."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"Have you ever eaten brains while on medication?"
"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
I'm the creator of The Bar of The Beasts, and I'm always happy to chat!
He rushes up to her, growling. “You deserve another punch for that.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
"I do not usually consume the brain. It prevents the plauge from being spread, as it needs a brain to live."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"Well, someone has anger issues, don't they!"
A guard nearby looks over angrily. "Youse twoes betta shut up! I don't wanna excuse ta get nasty with ya!"
"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
I'm the creator of The Bar of The Beasts, and I'm always happy to chat!
*Cut with Silver.*
“You’re psychopathic.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
"That is one way to describe me. I personally would have used intelligent, beautiful, or AMAZING."
"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
I'm the creator of The Bar of The Beasts, and I'm always happy to chat!
"Fascinating. Horror movies have failed us all."
"I'm just a gay lil'.... Well, a gay lil' something."
I go by She/her pronouns and am proudly lesbian. I'm a big fan of Harry Potter, The Amazing Digital Circus, Sonic the Hedgehog, The Good Place, The Drew Carey Show, Futurama, and I think there's probably more but...
I'm the creator of The Bar of The Beasts, and I'm always happy to chat!