There will be multiple scenarios that you can choose from in this wwyd Any nsrs start will be deleted, and if continued will be blocked If you would like to do more than 1 scenario, you can do as followed SCENARIO 1 ______________[SEPERATION LINE] SCENARIO 2 please be at least a little experienced, one word/sentence replies arent fun,, If your start doesnt seem very interesting, I probably wont reply, sorry 😞

[REUSED] Wwyd promt A (Markus) - You've noticed your Mailman recently. The tallish, well built man who wore his usual blue uniform. Adorning a mailbox head, you found that quite silly. You've noticed his anxious demeanor as well, how he often constantly looks over his shoulder as he delivers packages. As if he seemed almost.. paranoid about something. Or someone. One day you decide to try and strike up a conversation with him, opening your door, planning to 'just go on a walk' and coincidentally meeting him just as hes putting your package down. He freezes in place, hand knelt down and staring at you anxiously. Upon seeing him closer, you can see some bandages on his fingers and neck. He looks more paranoid than usual

Wwyd Prompt B [Artie] - Your friend had decided you need to get out of the house more, and meet new people. So they.. being so lovely of a friend, set you up on a date with a different friend of theirs. You knew nothing about this person, and didnt really know that your friend knew people that you didnt. As you were in a tight circle and never seen them interact with others. All that aside, you decide why the hell not. It wouldnt hurt to try something new, and if it failed it could be a learning experience, or a possibility of a new friend. You put on some of your best clothes, spray some cologne, and then you're off to go pick up your blind date.

Wwyd Prompt C [Crypt] - You had decided, to make the brave, bold decision to go camping[either with friends, or solo, up to you]. Not just in any piece of woods, the part of the woods where people say theres an abandoned library with a so called.. "horror not comprehensible to the human eye".. A bunch of bs you believe it to be, so you had decided youd camp there[solo or w friends], and go see this library for yourself. After you've set up your tent, and the sky starts from a light crystal blue, dimming down to a nany blue to purple gradient, is when you decide to start exploring, and search for that Library. You grab your bag filled with necessary items, and your flashlight, then head off.

Wwyd Prompt D [Ender] - You have made the decision to go camping[again.. either solo or with pals]. Always getting a rush of Adrenaline when exploring the trees late at night, it was exhilarating to you. The emptiness of the forest was so surreal, yet so calming to you. The only thing you could hear were faint trills and chirps of animals that made the forest their home. You hum happily, having just finished setting up your tent, now working on starting a fire. However, the calmness of the forest seemed to dissapear. It was silent. Too silent for your comfort. Not to mention you felt a sensation that you were being watched.. you heard russling and the snaps of twigs nearby, bracing yourself to fight off a bear or some other predator that lived in this woods.

For Prompts C and D, you are able to have more than one character, if you dont want a singular oc to go camping. However it is by no means required / Yes this is all copied and pasted, please please please I wanna use these characters for something :( Yes you can have a private anim if u want! Idm!

U could also give ideas on who else I should do a wwyd with and an idea for a prompt

Markus sat there for a moment, finding the words to say in this situation. He could genuinely play it off as if he did have a cat that he got into a disagreement with.. but he didnt own a cat. He was actually pretty allergic to them. There were a few strays around his house though, when the weather was mainly or thundery, hed let the cats stay in his house until it subsided. He had watery eyes and a stuffy nose for DAYS afterwards though.. nevertheless he cleared his throat while standing up. Waving his hand in an almost dismissive manner while stammering out a response. "Aha- j-just an accident I got into a few years back.." he told the truth, being very, very vague about whatever 'accident' he had gotten himself into. "S-sorry for getting in your way I was just- dropping off things-" he rubbed the back of his neck anxiously while he spoke.

Markus hummed lightly, giving another vague reply, but it still gave an idea as to what happened. "Oh uhm.. a burglar broke in.." he nodded, "and d-dont worry about being nosy I'm a-as open as a book!" He chuckled nervously, fidgeting with his fingers. Even though that's as open as the guy would get, at least to a complete stranger.

"As far as-" he cleared his throat, "as far as I know, I dont," he hummed with a light nod. "Just uhm.. anxiety n all that.." he mumbled, "sorry if that annoys yo-... is there something on my face?" He questioned carefully, tilting his head. He wasn't gonna go in a strangers house, obviously. But he also hadn't looked at himself in a mirror all day, so he couldn't really tell if there was something on his face or not..

It took Markus a few seconds to piece together what the other was saying, his little flag thing on the side of his head thing twitching a little.. "oh- ooh! N-no no I'm fine- it's just s-scarring now, really.." he mumbled with a small nod. "I just don't really like looking at it aha.. its.. also sensitive and my clothes rubbing on it is irritating-" he explained, making a few hand gestures while he did.

He'd put his hands to his side almost immediately at the comment, shrinking a little. "Ah.. um.. no not.. squeamish.. just uh.. it reminds me of things I'd rather not think of.." he nodded. Gently tapping his foot against the floor.

"....mm.. it's not important-" he quickly changed the topic, "I'm uh,, I'm Markus." He extended one of his hands out to shake the others hand. His fingers twitched a little, wasn't anything super noticeable, but it was certainly there.

"We can sit out here, if that's fine.." he nodded, "I've only got a little more things to deliver s-so I can spare a small conversation." He gave a small thumbs up at this, "it's uh.. nice to meet ya, Xonak,"

All good I think you clarified in ur message b4 💪💪

Well even if I can barely tell what they are they're cute!

That's cool tho I like that

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Bro sounds TERRIFYING )) Markus seemed a little taken aback by the sudden question, shrinking down at the others appearance. He's seen his fair share of.. interesting looking people, his job usually required him to go out of the town on occasion. So he's seen a multitude of odd behavior and weird looks.. but this man easily took the cake for the weirdest, or at least.. most interesting looking person. Albeit a little scary. The mailbox headed man stumbled and tripped over his words, "I'm so sorry I'm just- delivering packages I didn't mean to be in your way s-sir-" he stammered while scrambling to stand up, fidgeting and picking at the bandages that covered up most of his left hand.

He looks rlly cool oo)) Markus, standing at 6'1... mainly because he was slouching most of the time.. stood frozen, completely tense at this.. situation. His legs, admittedly, felt like they were going to give out at any moment, but he tried to remain as calm as he could. "Oh.. those um.." he cleared his throat, shakily sighing. He thought he had done something to piss the man in front of him off.. "an accident I got into a few years back.." he vaguely said, not sure if the man would want more info, or if Markus wanted to say anymore himself.

"A-ah I just.. dont like looking at the scars.." he mumbled, staring down at the floor, at the package that sat lifelessly on the floor. He was able to calm down.. somewhat at least. Staring to pick at the bandages again. "N-no thanks I dont- need another doctor.. one is enough.." he chuckled sheepishly, as he took a couple steps back. Filled with a little discomfort at the situation he's found himself in.

"M-mhm.." Markus mumbled, nodding slowly. "I should-" he turned his head to the side, clearing his throat, "I should really get back to- uhm.. my job aha..." he gestured behind him, at the truck that stood parked in the road. "I've still got a few things to deliver.." the longer he stood here with.. this.. man. The more nervous he seemed to become.

All good all good dw) Bro might be dead)) Markus stumbled into the house, almost tripping over his own legs. He looked even more terrified already, which having a mailbox for a head.. and not really having any facial features, him being visibly frightened really showed just how scared he was at this current moment in time. "Ah-" he managed to choke out. "I would LOVE to stay- really, really i would but i can't." He spoke quickly

"I-" he fumbled with his words, sitting up a little more. "It's what pays the bills." His voice raised a little, still very anxious sounding, but less so. He made an attempt to slow down his breathing, which was working somewhat.. those breathing exercises his therapist had shown him worked wonders

Markus thought for a moment, relived that he was at least shoved onto something somewhat comfortable.. any second longer and he would've been on the floor. "Uhm.." he spoke just above a whisper, one of his hands gripping onto the couch, almost so hard his knuckles were becoming white. He wasn't getting out of this alive and he knew it, going to die alone and afraid. ".. i-ill- be let go? After right? I promise on my ma's life I won't tell a soul-" he began to ramble a little, tripping and stumbling over his words, his sentences, even his letters. He sounded almost as if he was on the verge of tears.

He put his head down, overthinking the situation. "Just... one?" He repeated, just to be sure. Really this would be the only way he would get out of this situation alive, and he could definitely live with one kidney. Though he might have to change up his diet.. just a little, but it wasn't something he couldn't do.

"Wait am I gonna be awake? No anesthesia??" He questioned, hesitant to lie down. Realizing very quickly that, yeah, there's not gonna be any anesthesia. He sighed heavily before shakily laying down, stiff as a board. Making a small mental reminder to himself to NEVER go to this house ever again.

Markus, the whole time, was biting his tongue to not scream, it hurt like hell,and he flinched every now and again, but otherwise remained still. He gripped onto the couch cushion, his knuckles were white this time. While this was happening he began to think of the excuse he'd give to his boss as to why he wasn't gonna deliver to this house anymore.. probably just call him a creep and move on with his day.

When the man was done, markus felt dizzy, and was noticeably a little paler than he had been prior. He hoped he could just lay down for a little bit, until he regained some strength, but something inside of him told him he would just have to walk it off. "....ow..." was al he could say, his voice cracking heavily.

He shrugged, "I dunno.. how much do kidneys usually go for?.." he mumbled, noticing his throat had gotten quite dry. Looks like he was gonna stop at a gas station for something to drink when he leaves. He then carefully sat up, hissing a little in pain while he held his side. He looked down and noticed that.. wow, there wasn't a lot of blood, which shocked him. Guess he really worked quickly.. it still stung like hell though.

Ya sure anyone can do this !!