I Liek Yur Cow

You are the crispiest man

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some have wondered whether androids dream of electric sheep. we know you deal with electricity, so - have you seen electric sheep before?

Though seeing electric sheep would be interesting, I have not. But I have read that novel before, it’s very interesting and worth the read.

Herman stared for a moment, “[I understand your concerns Mrs. Smithson. And I can assure you that I’m not planning to do anything with the girl... but just know that, that ‘pull’ is inevitable.]” He laughed, “[I don’t think anybody can stay in the Fog and remain sane! This place is a waking nightmare Sally, but at this point it’s just common knowledge that it is. Everyone is being stretched out beyond their morals, hell some of them are losing a sense of self!]” letting out a sigh, the electricity seemed to dim down a bit, “[And I’m ashamed to say that I’m also apart of that group. Oh how the Entity loves to toy with the mentally fragile.]”

He paused... shaking his head, “[...... My apologies, again there I go rambling again!... but to sum it up, everyone is bound to snap in here. Even Rin, and all you can really do is delay the inevitable.]” letting out a small sigh, he let his smile going back to its original force one, “[Oh how rude of me, all this time we’ve been talking and I haven’t once offered you a seat!]”

"It's been a while since I've seen you around Herman, how have you been? I'm guessing you've been keeping yourself entertained with your 'experiments'?" Sally approached the doctor in his own realm, having needed a change of scenery from her own.

@crotus-prenn-specter

Herman looked up from the stack of papers on his desk, almost surprised to see Sally. He adjusted his shattered reading glasses his smile almost widening, his words echoing in her head, “[Why... isn’t this a surprise! Sally Smithson...  Nice to see you again.]”  Herman put the papers to the side, straightening his posture, “[I’ve been..... Decent. Just a lot happening here. If you didn’t notice, my territory has once again been vandalized by the edgy group of Teenagers. What do they call themselves again? Legion?]” he shrugged, chuckling to himself. “[But that’s beside the point. My experiments have been going very well! All sorts of new discoveries! How about you been Mrs. Simithson?]” @crotus-prenn-specter

happy valentines day herfmanf

Oh yeah, this holiday exists! But uh... Thank you Anon, you’re very kind! Have a day full of... that thing called love!

Log 1: It seems that even in a place like this, there is an endless amount of work to do. You don’t have time for yourself in this hell, it’s just a constant never ending cycle of feeding that damn spider. Fail to feed or please that spider and you get punished by either getting a seemingly endless amount of trials, getting severely injured, or getting sent to the void. It loves to watch everyone here suffer, I can’t speak for everyone else here but I’m tired of being apart of its meal.

The Doctor steadied his grip on his weapon, watching Adiel turn the corner. Instead of chasing after him though he started to charge up a static blast. Adiel could hear it be released... and more importantly feel it. The shock he experienced eailer was nothing compared to this. His vision went all staticy, his conscious once again being cleaved open more intensely, his thoughts scattering leaving room for these disturbing mind bending images.

But as he ran he started to hear things... was the doctor right behind him? No.. no.. he can’t be. He lost him a few minutes ago. His vision went blurry again, come to a moment later.... was that The Doctor was in front of him? Wait, why is he over there?

These hallucinations kept flickering in and out of existences.

“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-))

I MEAN IM GOING TO KEEP COMING BACK, YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT? SO THERE REALLY IS NO POINT OF MAKING ME... “CRISPY”.

Your friend is Crispy

He is, i even have plans to make him crispy-er!

HERE I COME!

The office was cozy! The chandelier giving off a warm glow, from what she’d seen this was the only part with working electricity... hell it was kinda warm in here. The bookshelves were filled with books of many genres, horror, Mystery, Sí-Fi, etc. on another shelf that held what looked like to be a collection of chess pieces; each one placed neatly on a dusty chess board. But on closer inspection there were only wooden knights on the board. Not pawns, not bishops, not even rooks... just knights.. and the king and queen. The King and Queen were eye catching, shimmering glass chess pieces. Showing different colors from each angle. Both of them giving off a strange aura.

The desk seemed to be in good shape, besides for a few burn marks on the surface. Books along with papers were stacked on the desk, vanilla folders wedged between some of the books. Some papers were scattered around on the desk, personably notes for some kind of project. The small old television sat near the edge of the desk, off... this room was quiet.

Above the doorway was a singular security camera.... its red light blinking, yet it did not move.

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.