Wwyd
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demodrawings 
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11.12.2022
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demodrawings[OP]
11.12.2022 16:27
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demodrawings[OP]
11.12.2022 16:32
LinkMwahahah anyways
Your oc had heard and seen everywhere of people disappearing never to be seen If they were killed the body was never found one night your oc is walking alone when they felt uneasy they were about to turn around as the feeling of being watched was creeping up on you when something hard hits your head knocking you out instantly
You slowly wake up the dim light from small lamp infront of your face blinded you it took a few seconds for your eyes to adjust to the lighting of the room you try to move your arms but quickly noticed your arms and legs are strapped down on a metal operating table panic filled the room quickly until you noticed a blonde haired man he seemed to be cleaning a small object but you couldn't tell as he had his back turned you called out to him He turned and the Dim light reflected onto what was clearly a knife
(goal is pretty much don't die
(If you wish to ship say so and he's in his late 20s and he's a man kisser omg
hes 18-20 so if this becomes a ship im chill with it.//
Amiri quietly stared at him for a long minute before speaking up. "are you going to kill me?"
Aight)
He snorted with laughter "are ya blind of course I em its mah job" he had a very thick aussie accent
"cool. can't wait!" he laughed a little. "i wonder if hell is as terrible as i hear."
He raised his eye brows "wow this might be really easy" he put on some gloves and brought a pan of materials over and set them on the metal table next to the side of the operating table he picked up the knife he had earlier because he had put it on the pan so he could carry it easily "so if yew really want to die my aswell get to know yew worst yer name?" He had a smug smirk on his face
"really? why whats the point? you wont use it. but if you like to talk to your victims while you do whatever you're about to do, my name is Amiri, but 'boy' or 'shitrat' works too." he giggled a little. "i don't care."
hey, i replied to my wwyd//
"slloww." his smile didn't fall. it stayed put.
He nodded slowly and got a smaller weapon as he was about to probably slowly cut his arm off or something a tall person dressed in all black trench coat and hat came into the room and called to him "Hudson stop he's the wrong one" Hudson paused still staring at his face but he seemed angry "how did they get the wrong one?" he growled out angrily Russell just laughed and took the small knife out of Hudsons hand setting it back on the metal table "oh calm yourself you'll get another one" he kissed his forehead and strode away as soon as he left Hudson started cursing him as he now unstrapped him
"hm. thats unfortunate." he sat up once his hands were undone. he rubbed his wrists and looked at him. "i guess you could use my name again."
He just scowled "great my one easy one gets let off" he sighed "make yer self comfortable yer not ever leaving.."
"cool, better then the streets." he hopped off the table, tilting his head. "what do i do now?"
He shrugged "it is night time uh you can sleep on the table I only got one bed"
he looked at the table and shrugged, hopping back on the table and laying down on his side. "Kay, night."
He gave him a extra blanket from his bed and went to his own bed
he woke up sometime during the morning and sat up. he had the blanket wrapped around himself.
i replied//
he sneezed and put the blanket over his head. "f/cking cold down here."
He looked at him and sighed he went over to a very small fire place and started
he laid on his side, curling himself into a ball and wrapping the blanket tighter around himself.
he reached up and grabbed his hand. "please, unless you're paying don't touch."
guess ill use this guy))
“how fitting,,” he glared, wings fluttering
Hudson just glared back under his black glasses his eyes weren't to be seen "oi if yer quiet dis ell be easy" he had a thick aussie accent
“what are you even doing,” he seemed unphased, literally not a care.
He raises a brow "Uh I'm gonna cut out yer heart it's my job I don't give a damn if yer not afraid"
he chuckled,” thatll be hard for you,, kehehe”
he stifled his laughs best he could
He growled irritated now he put the knife on the desk putting on some black gloves and a apron he brought a few other materials over that looked to be for dissecting something or in this case someone he picked the knife that he had originally from the neat pile and chuckled some it wasn't a oh ahah funny one just creepy "I am glad yer not screamen can't really talk to those ones and the ones beggen to live I have a familey sir please" he mocked in a high voice "Alright then how do you want to die quickly stab to the heart or something else" he rested his elbows on the operation table waiting for a answer with a smug smile
“unfortunately, sone big scary guy (my dad)
king of earth you could say,
cursed me to never die no matter how suicidal and much i craved death.
so you can take out my heart, go a head Hudson.”
he shrugged his shoulders.
He perked up his smug smile disappeared "excuse me but how the **** do yew know my name?"
“not telling,
now hurry up, i havent got all day or night.”
he closed his eyes, still giggling a little
He growled and rolled his eyes he was about to stab him when a person in a black coat and hat walked in "Wait a Damm minute hudson!" Hudson stopped "Yeah boss?" He still kept his eyes on his victim boss who's name was Russell plucked the knife out of his hands "guards brought the wrong one plus can't kill him just read his file" he put the knife back in the pile and smirked at Hudson annoyed face he swiped his black glasses off showing his yellow eyes he set them on the table he lifted his bangs up and kissed the top of his head "oh calm yourself" as Russell left Hudson cursed him he wiped his forehead off in disgust before going over to him and undoing the straps mumbling in anger
"No yer actually not ever allowed to leave and don't even try the door it's locked and down a long hall way and trust me yewd me gone if it was up to me I hate people" he grumbled crossing his arms his pricing yellow eyes seemed to glow in the dim light
“ok then, well
im going bed
night,”
he curled up in his fluffy red wings and slowly fell asleep on the table thing he was on.
He just went to his own bed in the corner and laid down pissed off
“if you keep making weird grumbling noises,, i will go over there and personally come piss on you,”
he kept cuddling his wings
He flipped him off eventually he took extra blanket got up and tossed it on him and went back to bed
(Sure
He was up already sitting at his desk cleaning any bloody materials he had
his wing twitched, waking him up snd causing him to look at Hudson.
“so hes awake ,,” he whispered.
without a second thought he leaped onto his shoulders.
he put his hand threw a wall.
a few seconds later withdrawing it with a yelp.
He looked at him with a amused look "you really thought that would work?"
"Oh this place is magic proofed and there's body's in the walls sometimes"
“i dont use magic anyways,”
he ran through the wall and down the hall.
their name is blue, they/them pronouns, their like 18-20 years old, and it's fine if it turns into a ship)
they stared up at the ceiling, pondering. "You're the one who's been killing the people aren't you?" they asked clearly. They wiggled their finger as they waited for a response.