He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
“The ringing… could you stop that?”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
“The ringing… could you stop that?”
“Of course.” He says, quieter now. It doesn’t stop, but it gets less noticeable.
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
“The ringing… could you stop that?”
“Of course.” He says, quieter now. It doesn’t stop, but it gets less noticeable.
“How do you do that?”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
“The ringing… could you stop that?”
“Of course.” He says, quieter now. It doesn’t stop, but it gets less noticeable.
“How do you do that?”
he looks down, smiling as he twirls the little flower between his fingertips.
”a voice so sweet it hurts to hear, a gaze so divine it cannot be beheld, a touch so lovely and warm it burns…” he replies quietly. It sounds as if he was quoting something. “I’m an abominable beauty.”
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
“The ringing… could you stop that?”
“Of course.” He says, quieter now. It doesn’t stop, but it gets less noticeable.
“How do you do that?”
he looks down, smiling as he twirls the little flower between his fingertips.
”a voice so sweet it hurts to hear, a gaze so divine it cannot be beheld, a touch so lovely and warm it burns…” he replies quietly. It sounds as if he was quoting something. “I’m an abominable beauty.”
“An abominable beauty. Interesting…” He writes something down.
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
“The ringing… could you stop that?”
“Of course.” He says, quieter now. It doesn’t stop, but it gets less noticeable.
“How do you do that?”
he looks down, smiling as he twirls the little flower between his fingertips.
”a voice so sweet it hurts to hear, a gaze so divine it cannot be beheld, a touch so lovely and warm it burns…” he replies quietly. It sounds as if he was quoting something. “I’m an abominable beauty.”
“An abominable beauty. Interesting…” He writes something down.
He tries to see what he wrote down, though he doesn’t try to be obvious about it.
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
“The ringing… could you stop that?”
“Of course.” He says, quieter now. It doesn’t stop, but it gets less noticeable.
“How do you do that?”
he looks down, smiling as he twirls the little flower between his fingertips.
”a voice so sweet it hurts to hear, a gaze so divine it cannot be beheld, a touch so lovely and warm it burns…” he replies quietly. It sounds as if he was quoting something. “I’m an abominable beauty.”
“An abominable beauty. Interesting…” He writes something down.
He tries to see what he wrote down, though he doesn’t try to be obvious about it.
perception: 20
“Subject claims to be an abominable beauty. Will experiment later. Perhaps bring him down later today.” There’s a bit more higher up, describing how he feels. “No more injections needed. Subject feels peaceful and at home.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
“The ringing… could you stop that?”
“Of course.” He says, quieter now. It doesn’t stop, but it gets less noticeable.
“How do you do that?”
he looks down, smiling as he twirls the little flower between his fingertips.
”a voice so sweet it hurts to hear, a gaze so divine it cannot be beheld, a touch so lovely and warm it burns…” he replies quietly. It sounds as if he was quoting something. “I’m an abominable beauty.”
“An abominable beauty. Interesting…” He writes something down.
He tries to see what he wrote down, though he doesn’t try to be obvious about it.
perception: 20
“Subject claims to be an abominable beauty. Will experiment later. Perhaps bring him down later today.” There’s a bit more higher up, describing how he feels. “No more injections needed. Subject feels peaceful and at home.”
“Will experiment later?…” he asks, looking up to Damas’ eyes. Damascus still cannot see Theo’s eyes behind his blindfold.
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
“The ringing… could you stop that?”
“Of course.” He says, quieter now. It doesn’t stop, but it gets less noticeable.
“How do you do that?”
he looks down, smiling as he twirls the little flower between his fingertips.
”a voice so sweet it hurts to hear, a gaze so divine it cannot be beheld, a touch so lovely and warm it burns…” he replies quietly. It sounds as if he was quoting something. “I’m an abominable beauty.”
“An abominable beauty. Interesting…” He writes something down.
He tries to see what he wrote down, though he doesn’t try to be obvious about it.
perception: 20
“Subject claims to be an abominable beauty. Will experiment later. Perhaps bring him down later today.” There’s a bit more higher up, describing how he feels. “No more injections needed. Subject feels peaceful and at home.”
“Will experiment later?…” he asks, looking up to Damas’ eyes. Damascus still cannot see Theo’s eyes behind his blindfold.
“Experiment… on the food!”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
“The ringing… could you stop that?”
“Of course.” He says, quieter now. It doesn’t stop, but it gets less noticeable.
“How do you do that?”
he looks down, smiling as he twirls the little flower between his fingertips.
”a voice so sweet it hurts to hear, a gaze so divine it cannot be beheld, a touch so lovely and warm it burns…” he replies quietly. It sounds as if he was quoting something. “I’m an abominable beauty.”
“An abominable beauty. Interesting…” He writes something down.
He tries to see what he wrote down, though he doesn’t try to be obvious about it.
perception: 20
“Subject claims to be an abominable beauty. Will experiment later. Perhaps bring him down later today.” There’s a bit more higher up, describing how he feels. “No more injections needed. Subject feels peaceful and at home.”
“Will experiment later?…” he asks, looking up to Damas’ eyes. Damascus still cannot see Theo’s eyes behind his blindfold.
“Experiment… on the food!”
“…really? What was that part about, ‘bring him down later today?’”
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
“The ringing… could you stop that?”
“Of course.” He says, quieter now. It doesn’t stop, but it gets less noticeable.
“How do you do that?”
he looks down, smiling as he twirls the little flower between his fingertips.
”a voice so sweet it hurts to hear, a gaze so divine it cannot be beheld, a touch so lovely and warm it burns…” he replies quietly. It sounds as if he was quoting something. “I’m an abominable beauty.”
“An abominable beauty. Interesting…” He writes something down.
He tries to see what he wrote down, though he doesn’t try to be obvious about it.
perception: 20
“Subject claims to be an abominable beauty. Will experiment later. Perhaps bring him down later today.” There’s a bit more higher up, describing how he feels. “No more injections needed. Subject feels peaceful and at home.”
“Will experiment later?…” he asks, looking up to Damas’ eyes. Damascus still cannot see Theo’s eyes behind his blindfold.
“Experiment… on the food!”
“…really? What was that part about, ‘bring him down later today?’”
“The head chef. We have to bring him downstairs.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
"The time has come to fulfill your blood oath, electric rodent!"
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He tilts his head. “Oh? neat. I didn’t know that. How long have those experiments been going on?”
“Not very long…”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
“Oh, alright. Is that all you guys do here?”
“The scientists? We also experiment on… the food. We’re scientists and bakers! Food scientists!”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
“The food?… odd. What kinds of food experiments?” He asks, as if he doesn’t fully believe him. That ringing in Damascus’ ears is getting really distracting…
“Er… to make the food taste good, of course. We add extra chemicals to make people peaceful, since so many people are violent here. A-and we just… we make it taste good!”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
He raises an eyebrow again. ”you alright?… you seem a bit stressed out.”
“The ringing… could you stop that?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
“Of course.” He says, quieter now. It doesn’t stop, but it gets less noticeable.
“How do you do that?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
he looks down, smiling as he twirls the little flower between his fingertips.
”a voice so sweet it hurts to hear, a gaze so divine it cannot be beheld, a touch so lovely and warm it burns…” he replies quietly. It sounds as if he was quoting something. “I’m an abominable beauty.”
“An abominable beauty. Interesting…” He writes something down.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
He tries to see what he wrote down, though he doesn’t try to be obvious about it.
perception: 12
“Subject claims to be an abominable beauty. Will experiment later. Perhaps bring him down later today.” There’s a bit more higher up, describing how he feels. “No more injections needed. Subject feels peaceful and at home.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
“Will experiment later?…” he asks, looking up to Damas’ eyes. Damascus still cannot see Theo’s eyes behind his blindfold.
“Experiment… on the food!”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
“…really? What was that part about, ‘bring him down later today?’”
“The head chef. We have to bring him downstairs.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
*Anyone wanna RP?*
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
*I would if I had a good character idea, sorry*
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
"The time has come to fulfill your blood oath, electric rodent!"