Well, you've certainly seen me in all my glory. Bask in it as long as you'd like little flower. I shall remember you.
I had the most terrible experience today! I went to Savanaclaw and... *sniff* None of them have a skincare routine! Completely barbaric! We'll see who's laughing when I'm still fresh as a sunflower in twenty years~
"Hey sugars, the names Wendell Goth, Ramshackle's 10/10 prefect! Rearrange those letters and it spells perfect, just like me!"
"Don't bother me with problems of people below an 8/10."
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"Oh, the Addams family? I get that quite a bit. I don't mind it these days."
He sighs, examining his black nails with a raised eyebrow.
"Roommates... I suppose we color consider ourselves that. My vanity is always open if you require some... help. With your outfits and style."
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Wendell sat on Ramshackle's lawn, spread out in the sun as he worked in his notebook. He hummed to himself, chewing on his pen. "Damn, Trein's class is harder than I thought... think dumbass, you watched Princess and the Frog as a kid, you know this..." He muttered, scribbling down answers.
"Lovely, simply lovely my dear. Now, is there a specific gothic style you prefer? I myself specialize in Victorian Gothic."
He chuckles softly, setting his notes aside and studying her.
"Modern Goth is very extra- it can be fun, especially with all the make up and tights, but I enjoy the feel of a Victorian vampire look..."
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Wendell sat on Ramshackle's lawn, spread out in the sun as he worked in his notebook. He hummed to himself, chewing on his pen. "Damn, Trein's class is harder than I thought... think dumbass, you watched Princess and the Frog as a kid, you know this..." He muttered, scribbling down answers.
"Hm?" Wendell startled slightly, sitting up. His expression quickly shifted to his usual cocky smirk, resting back casually on his elbows, as if he had no care in the world.
"Ah, I'll figure it out. I always do. One of my... many talents." He chuckled, but continued to squint at the notebook with barely concealed frustration.
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Wendell sat on Ramshackle's lawn, spread out in the sun as he worked in his notebook. He hummed to himself, chewing on his pen. "Damn, Trein's class is harder than I thought... think dumbass, you watched Princess and the Frog as a kid, you know this..." He muttered, scribbling down answers.
I think I should be allowed to own a tazer. Overblot? Tazer to the groin.
Facts about Wendell's previous world!
He came from a family of old money, who kept to themselves quite a bit. He has older siblings, but they're about 8-10 years older, so he was raised mostly alone.
He didn't have many friends as a child due to having a speech impediment and not knowing how to talk to people. He eventually worked through his lisp, but certain words are still difficult for him to say. (Sebek, Silver, Trey)
He picked up on his mother's behavior of trying to look young, and is obsessed with skin and hair care, and properly taking care of himself. He's very shallow and vain for this reason, but he does want to connect with people.
Back home, his family has yet to notice he is missing.
@gyaruofnrc
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Wendell sat on Ramshackle's lawn, spread out in the sun as he worked in his notebook. He hummed to himself, chewing on his pen. "Damn, Trein's class is harder than I thought... think dumbass, you watched Princess and the Frog as a kid, you know this..." He muttered, scribbling down answers.
"Hmm? Ugh, maybe. Can't remember the name of that stupid frog guy. This worlds history is so confusing..." Wendell complained, pouting as he flipped through his notebook.
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Wendell sat on Ramshackle's lawn, spread out in the sun as he worked in his notebook. He hummed to himself, chewing on his pen. "Damn, Trein's class is harder than I thought... think dumbass, you watched Princess and the Frog as a kid, you know this..." He muttered, scribbling down answers.
Ah- my undereyes! No, no, no, my bags can't be this deep! This can't be happening! No, no, concealer, concealer...
"Lots of empty space up here... I suppose we're relatively small compared to the others. Comes with the perks of a hot fae outside though." Wendell sighed, going through rooms until he found an empty one, tossing his bags down. "Where to set up my vanity..."
Hey there~! Good to meet you, I'm Wendell Goth, the new hottest prefect of Ramshackle!
-@ramshackle-bastard
“…yeah, uh…hi.”
“They just let anybody be the prefect these days…”
[Mai and Inno just wave, and Uri looks confused.]
“Huh? What?—”