The Doctor Looked Down At The Electricity Once More, Then Back At Adiel; His Smile Only Widening. He

You're CRINGE -susie

*injects powdered cocaine straight into my Cephalic vein then has a seizure on your floor after I cracked all my bones and they start glowing like glow-sticks* *80s pop music echoes through the halls as I lay dead in the middle of one of lery's hallways glowing like radioactive waste*

VERY GOOD SHOW! BUT IT COULE BE IMPROVED ON! I WOULD LOVETO GRAB MORE TEST SUBJECTS TO TRY THIS OUT ON... THIS WOULD LEAD TO VERY INTERESTING RESULTS.

BUT IN ADDITION TO THAT

WHAT THE FUCK.

So Uhm- I..... love... big cats.... so much... yet I cannot draw big cats.

((This is the most self indulgent thing I've drawn but

((Herman and Susie as cats...... Herm is a panther and Suz is an ocelot :D

The notes were...... scattered to say the least. Idea were sprawled out in different chunks of text, each one seeming more rushed than the last. Flipping through the pages of seemingly boring notes, some with a few Polaroid photos attached to them of these strange places. A few of the Entity’s claw... and a strange crack that seemed to be in the sky. The pages detailed seemingly random things about these polaroids, but one thing remained the same throughout all the pages... a word sprinkled throughout each one of them... escape.

God knows how long Susie was flipping through these notes, when the Television started to make a low buzzing noise. Before suddenly switching itself on, a cacophony of noise blasting from it, it rapidly switched channels. But that soon stopped as it just landed on static.

Legion did a good job this time. Spray paint of random phrases spread across walls, gurneys broken and pushed over, and a multitude of other things had been torn into and wrecked. Of course, they had all made a quick getaway and had left quite awhile ago, give or take 30 minutes. But for some reason, one of them had returned. Susie roamed the halls of Léry's, hands behind her back. She looked around innocently, not seeming to want to wreck anything else.. she just wanted a closer look at things.

Walking by herself she soon realized how quiet Léry’s actually was. Each noises seemed to be intensified; her footstep, each mouse squeak, each creek of the window.. hell even the wind seem to reverberate through the halls. Going through these halls the mess they’ve left was still there, almost untouched aside from a few gurneys being back in place. It was dark.. cold and damp, water dripping from the ceiling from pipes that had brusted long ago. Some Windows had been boarded up.. the paint on the walls seeming to be chipping off. Not to mention almost every surface seemed to be untouched for a long... long time... a layer of dust covering almost everything.

Going even further down the seemingly never ending hallways, the mess they made seemed to be getting cleaner. The hallways seemed to be put back together, even some of the spray paint being washed off. Turning a corner, she felt something pass over her mind... like she just passed through something. But something quickly got her attention.... light..... not natural moonlight from outside... actual light. This part of Léry’s stuck out like a sore thumb.

WHO DROPPED THE DEMOGORGON IN THE CUM BUCKET????? WHAT THE FUCK?????

I FEEL LIKE TURNING ON 100 GECS’S MONEY MACHINE, LAY ON THE FLOOR AND HAVE AN OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE. MY DOORS ARE OPEN IF ANYONE WANTS TO JOIN ME IN THIS PRACTICE.

The Doctor clearly amused by Adiel’s fear decided to press further, putting his hand on his weapon.

“[Welcome to the Fog Mr. Roberts. A constant game of cat and mouse.... unluckily for you,]” He pulled out the weapon, it seemed to be a metal rod. Spikes protruding in almost a pattern. Surly a hit from this would be fatal. “[You got the role of a mouse.]”.

The Doctor let out another laugh.

“Pardon me. Doctor.. Carter was it? Sorry to intrude. I only recently ended up here.. Could you help me?” The red haired Brit asked cautiously, looking at the man he was speaking to.

((Hope this is decent! ^^’))

The Doctor looked at the Brit, almost taken aback that they knew his name. But more importantly they were asking a killers help.

His voice cut through their thoughts, “[... I’m surprised that someone apparently so new to this waking nightmare knows my name. But that’s besides the point!]” he cleared his throat, even thought he wasn’t talking physically, “[Why come to a killer for help?]”

((This was perfect dude! Sorry if my responses is a bit eh, I’ve never RPed on Tumblr sooo-))

Every day I think oh I got a cool notification. No. It’s ANOTHER FUCKING PORN BOT FOLLOWING ME HISGZUBHHGUDBDGGGGTGGGG

You know what….. I’m okay with this. I…. I.. Yeah…

Man, I am scared to look at dbd tumblr rn