Wwyd (lmt
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Sam-xXAMTXx[OP]
22.11.2021 16:17
LinkLmt
Pleaaaase dont like and leavveee
Sam-xXAMTXx[OP]
22.11.2021 16:20
LinkSo haha funky WWYD time
I will now inform you 9/10 your oc will be shorter then this man. He’s way over 7 feet tall
Roughllyyy 13? (He’s not human. This isn’t strange for his species.)
Anyways
So your oc happened to be wandering about a semi abandoned train station, while on the walk, your oc, mostly likely dressed warm because the tempature of this place is incredibly frigid happened upon a man, a man who most likely towered over your oc, and said man, realizing he caught your attention, quickly gets up and starts to walk over, a smile spreading on his features, revealing slightly discolored, sharp teeth, obviously whoever he is is a carnivore. And considering you’re made of meat
This could be either very bad
Or a friendly gesture.
What do you do
Sam-xXAMTXx[OP]
22.11.2021 16:20
Link(- replies may be slow i am currently in school-)
The man continues till he’s close enough Simon could reach out and brush him with his fingers. “Hello.” His voice has an odd almost metallic tang to it, and very very faintly you can see the pavement/grass through his feet. “Rarely ever get visitors.” His mouth was still a wide smile, his eyes seemed to be inspecting the little man infront of him. “Apologies if it comes off rude but you’re quite small Huh?”
Simon smiles, "Oh no, this isn't a geiger counter exactly, although it can do that, that's not the only thing I made it for.", he reaches into his backpack again and gets out what looks to be a modified camera, and starts taking pictures of his surroundings, "Wanna join? Usually something crazy happens, last time I found some corpses and, caught a picture of a fleshy demonic entity.", he says all this while walking around taking pictures. (He doesn't talk very loud btw, due to a medical condition.)
He’d shake his head, amusement on his face. “I don’t think you understand. But I admire your bravery in looking. Though I’d suggest checking around over here. Much more paranormal then any other place here.” He’d gesture down the tunnel, on the other end, unlike the rest of the lowly lit cement that space seemed dark, the lamps down there no longer worked. “Go ahead. Point a uhhh. Some- thing. Down there, an EMF detector may work best. Though. The camera could work,,”
(Ahhh,, and this man here is helping him find ghosts.
Being a ghost himself)
"Rodney huh? Cool cool, my names Simon.", he walks over to Rodney, "Mind if I?", he lifts up his camera, and takes a picture, and a photo comes out, it fills in surprisingly fast, faster than a regular polaroid camera. "Here, keep it, I have plenty more.", he gets out a flashlight and starts walking into the tunnel, then stops and turns to look at Rodney, "Are you sure you don't wanna come with me?", he looks at him pleadingly, he obviously doesn't want to go alone.
“Simon? Pleasant name for a lovely man.” His tone was charming, obviously he’s taking a liking to the little guy, maybe hed ask if the two could be friends, yes that sounded like a plan, when his photo was taken he seemed slightly surprised, gently taking the photo when it was handed to him hed smile before taking off his hat and tucking it into the inside of the rim. “There. Safe keeping.” Hed put it back on and give a little tip fo the hat. “Oh of course im coming with you. Can’t let you wander down there alone. You might not come back.” His tone was worryingly dead serious, pausing hed chuckle. “Not because something would kill you, but because it’s a real maze down there.”
Hed hesitate and put a hand on his shoulder, the touch was cold and seemed a little jitter enducing, like- cause a small full body shudder. His hands where built more animalistic, his fingers clawed and a little large, easily could fit around someone’s neck all by its lonesome. “It’s alright. I wont let you get lost.” Hed walk down with him, pointing out things before pausing, approaching a bend in the tunnel hed gesture to a filthy looking platform. “Someone died here,, went off the stand-by and onto the rails. People believe they where either shoved or…” he trails off, leaving the implication for Simon to fill in, hed lead him over and kneel down, gently running his fingers along the blackened rails. “Never cleaned it up, some of the residue is still here.” Hed look up at him. “And so is he.”
Simon slowly walks over to the corpse, and puts his hands over his mouth at the sight of the mangled body, it could've been from the smell, or the fact that Simon wasn't used to seeing mangled human remains yet. He kneels down and takes out the strange device again, (It's a multipurpose detecting and analyzing device, an MDAD), and gingerly hovers it above the dead man. He seems to be muttering something, while looking at the data being collected. He quickly reaches into his backpack and gets out a strange flower, it's greenish-teal, and glowing a little. It looks something like a daisy, but with five thick petals. He places it on the body and it shrivels and turns red, "Hmm...", he picks up the flower and it returns to being that greenish-teal color. "I think in the case, his death was... the 2nd option...". He says sensitively while looking at Rodney.
He’d watch quietly and sigh, the body was a man, roughly in his 20s,
TW FOR ANY READING! CORPSE DESCRIPTION:
His waist was twisted, barely held on by any form of muscle, his arms mutilated to the point they where definitely broken, his face was in such a crunched and dented state no facial features where recognizable, he had red hair and was wearing a dark green tone suit, the color was faded and there where maggots along his skin, almost the entire face was rotted away, the insides basically gone.
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the corpse has clearly been here for a while, the smell of death was nauseating. Rodney nodded quietly. “Yeah. I know.” He’d put his hands in his pockets, staring down at the body, his expression unreadable.
Rodney hesitates and gently hugs him back, surprisingly his body was tangible. “No need to be sorry. What’s done is done, it’s over, and things are better now. It was regrettable in the long run. But oh well. Not much to do now.” Hed shake his head before petting Simons. “Now. There are other ones if you’d like to see. Or if you’d prefer to see no more uh.. corpses.. there’s a room in the back where some other spirits hang out. The nicer ones. They may mess around with you for a bit. But they won’t hurt you.”
He’d walk over and put a hand on his cheek. “No. No. Crying is ok. It’s better to let everything out then bottle it all away till it’s too late, trust me on that, but yeah, let’s go. If you ever come back again I’ll do my best to clean up. I just wasn’t expecting guests,,” he’d help him gather his things and gently put a hand on his back, leading him away from the corpse
"Thank you, you're one of the nicest spirits I've met... and the least scary to be honest...", Simon has that look of ww2 flash backs, as he stares down at the ground. "So, ummm, what was your life like? You don't have to tell me I'm just... a bit curious.", he says all this while they walk down the tunnels.
He’d hesitate. “Ahh,, well I take this form as to not be super scary to passerby's. I’m much more- hellish. And if you hadn’t been so nice I would’ve maybe hurt you- I’m nice it you’re nice, that’s how I work.” Hed chuckle before leading him along, at the life question he’d hesitate. “Well,, I had a decent family compared to most,, a brother I really appreciated but well. Push comes to shove as it usually does and I didn’t have any semblance of hold on anything anymore.” His voice was low
(I'm going to go outside with my sister for a bit, then I'll come back, you can still respond though)
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Simon realized it probably wouldn't be a good idea to continue on the life subject, "Could I see what you look like all... hellish? I've seen a lot of horrific entities, so I'm curious where yours would fall on my... I don't know... scary, rating system? If that makes sense?", Simon says, trying to change the subject.
"Yeah, I mean, I've seen a man with his chest split wide open... and a smile only a very understanding mother could love...", Simon stops walking for a second, completely silent, then continues walking and talking, "You know, you're also a very talkative ghost, you don't just say cryptic things like, "Go away" or, leave, or, you know stuff like that.", he looks up at Rodney, "You know, I think you're pretty cool.", he says with a chill smile.
He’d chuckle quietly and nod. “Well, I see no point in being cryptic. We’re here now, why be dumb and make people waste their lives figuring us out? It’d be silly and selfish. Ah. And you’re very cool yourself.” He’d shake his head before thinking for a long moment before nodding. “Alright. I’ll show you.”
TW; MILDLY GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION
His body suddenly contorted, his waist snapping and crunching, his face seemed to melt down and his teeth nearly fell out, sharpening and his eyes rolling back, his arms seemed to pop from the sockets, hands hanging below his knees, which seemed to bend a wrong direction, his body seemed to stretch and warp, god he looked like someone took his corpse and demonified it.
OOOOOO FANCY MAN
Ahhh **** have to go to bed now
You can respond but goodnight!!)
Rodney let out a shaky breath gently flexing his claws, closing his eyes a little as he held Simons hand, hearing him happy confused him to no end and he opened his eyes. “Rhhlhhlly?” His words where heavily slurred, he was speaking through a crushed windpipe.
(Alright gn, I might not be on early as I have an appointment at 3 pm, which means I have to dress up because I'm obsezsed with how I look when going out... Also thanks.)
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"Woah, heh, need a cough drop?", he said half jokingly, "Yeah you look really scary, could I get a picture? I won't show it to anybody, maybe my friend Becky because she's used to things like you, but nobody else.", he lets go of his hand gingerly, worried it might fall off, and grabs his camera, but he doesn't take the picture, as he's waiting for a positive response.
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Imma use my murderer guy because I feel this is gonna be interesting.))
He looked at the person or thing coming toward him. He kept walking though, not liking the fact they were so tall and had some sharp teeth.
“Well, I never believed in ghost. I just came down here to explore. Also about the pulling unruly guest apart.. that’s mainly the reason why I didn’t just stand still. You could have just came over and killed me within seconds.” He sounded a little annoyed. His facial expressions weren’t visible due to his mask.
“Never? That’s kinda stupid.” He comments, his tone blunt but he looked a little surprised. “Since you really should. Demons, ghosts, cryptids, gods, all sorts of entities exist, some thrive on ignorance and others despise it.” He pauses and snickers. “Ahhhh understood. That’s reasonable.” He wiggles his fingers, showing off the strange inhuman claw-like build of them. “I very well could.”
He’d lean down, face to face with him, arms behind his back as he grins wide, he’d huff softly, his breath had a slight hint of a blue mist too it. “Because you’re looking at one little boy.” Hed grab his shoulder swiftly, and instead of pain or any feeling, the man’s hand went straight through him (without causing damage, because he went intangible to freak him out)
Hed nod and start heading down the tunnel. “It’ll either smell like earth or death, fair warning. Hasn’t been cleaned since the first guy got hit. Unsure if it was murder or- something less pleasant,, if you know what i mean, but i wont lead you down to where the bodies where found. That room reeeeks.”
He’d laugh. “Ohhh no. The cleaning crew, like, forensics team, didnt bother cleaning the bodies, if they’d tried they’d probably had fallen apart, it was easier to say there wasn’t any bodies then transport rotting crumbling barely distinguishable corpses.” Hed laugh a little, noting the stare but not minding too much.
He’d shrug. “They weren’t gonna move it, and burning the bodies would’ve led to bigger problems, they’re planning to seal that room off and refurbish the entire station,, the bodies have been there long enough its really only the smell left now, but if they came up with the bodies now, they’d probably be questioned.”
“Well, I haven’t seen the aftermath of someone being hit by a train but I’ve seen some stuff. That doesn’t necessarily mean I’m tough.. I’m just used to it.”
He couldn’t really cover his nose so he just pressed his mask closer to his face to try and block the smell.
“Oh god, it stinks-“ he felt like puking.
He’d nod slowly, sighing as he grabs a cloth, handing it to him. “Yep. That’s what corpses do yknow?” Eventually they come upon a body sprawled on the tracks
(Copy and pastes)
TW FOR ANY READING! CORPSE DESCRIPTION:
His waist was twisted, barely held on by any form of muscle, his arms mutilated to the point they where definitely broken, his face was in such a crunched and dented state no facial features where recognizable, he had red hair and was wearing a dark green tone suit, the color was faded and there where maggots along his skin, almost the entire face was rotted away, the insides basically gone.
END DESCRIPTION
He put the cloth over the mask and it helped. He then looked at the body on the tracks. It was a bit disturbing and he was definitely a bit uncomfortable. He didn’t look at it for long though, he didn’t want to see it anymore. The maggots on the body just made his skin crawl.
“Alright. I’m done looking at it..” he was still looking away from the body.
he cannot harm me, for i have on 26 layers of both sweater and long sleeve shirts with a giant ass jacket on top 😎
I liked on reflex just as I was reading “Please don’t like and leave”.
Really like the dude’s design though.