For Science!

Hello! Toby here with a multimuse to finally organise all my 300 blogs! Please wait a bit as I set everything up, so it’s dash-only for now. For now, the fandoms covered are: Sonic the hedgehog, Lumine, Hello Charlotte, Happy sugar life, Danganronpa, End Roll & I’ll probably adding much more so please stay around! I also have a fandomless OC that I really dearly love!

“Is that sarcasm I hear?”  He asked, laughing all the while.

With a tilted head and a wide grin smeared across his face, the Vincent “vessel” innocently batted his lashes at him.  A single hand reached up to poke his patched cheek, feeling the satisfying squish of the bandage beneath the force of his fingertip.

“Before I explain my plan, do you remember who Charlotte Wiltshire is?”

    “My sarcasm is not really the concern right now. You should be concerned about me using you as a new test subject.”

    The young scientist stuck his tongue out as he thought about whether or not to just ignore the fellow resident of the house. His expression turning into an annoyed scowl, prompting to just turn away from Vincent & go back to doing his research as he was moments prior. However, Felix stopped in his tracks & raised an eyebrow at the male’s question. Charlotte Wiltshire? That name didn’t ring a bell, but his studies of the other floors in the house did generate that there was someone on the floors with the very name, yet he had never met this person, if they were even a person at all. Felix shoved his hands in his coat pockets, re-giving the male his undivided attention, as maybe he knew something that he didn’t.

Henry still needed a few days to even repair and set up the now broken chambers, not to mention his passionate experiment likely had project to wrap up or cut short- Well another Felix will take care of those once he fixes this mess. 

The doctor removed his gas mask to give his nephew one last smile, it undoubtedly meant less when you realize how truly unempathetic the alien, Henry Huxley, really is.

“And you where making fine steady work to that goal, well, now you’ve laid the grown work for another Felix…” Had this Felix not learned this horrible truth, or even if Henry wasn’t curious how the female version would succeed then he may even have had a small chance of living. All the doctor could hope was if those pesky emotions the other was cursed with rose up, they would be directed at Q84.

“You’ll have a few days, its not much.”

    “Another Felix...” 

    He murmured softly. That’s right, once he was gone, there would just be another version of him walking around as if nothing had happened. At least he hoped his clone wouldn’t have memories of this encounter or else the result would be the same. Felix didn’t want his uncle’s experiment to continue going wrong after his unfortunate factor of Charlotte telling him the truth. It stung though that someone else was going to continue what he had started, even if it was a clone. With a small sigh, Felix nodded; a few days definitely wasn’t going to be enough to finish anything he had lined up until this point. All the documents he had recorded, every bit of notes he wrote, the statistics that were saved onto his computer, were all going to go to someone else.

    “I suppose it wouldn’t be much, no. But I suppose if I finished as soon as I could, the other Felix would be able to follow it.”

Bennett furrowed one of his half-singed eyebrows. “There should be a clock on your computer, you can just check the time…” 

The blonde teen could hardly read, but even he could understand a few numbers on a screen. It was the only clock in the whole laboratory, tiny and flickering; it was Felix himself who had all the others removed. Time is distracting, he said. If you spend your days worrying about nothing but time, you won’t get anything done. That was his logic. 

Yet, he was still constantly trying to work against the clock. Hypocrite. 

“…unless you’ve been too busy to even do that.”

Too busy to pull his lidded, sleepy eyes away from the screen for even a moment, lest he put his research at stake. 

Briefly, Bennett thought back to his initial years out of the facility–being run into the ground, getting worked upward and outward, night and day–to test human parameters, to get results, all in the name of Science. Felix was barely any older than he was back then. To think, that in joining that madman Bennett was just paving the way for such a crude, failed experiment… Henry always had a loathsome heart.

Pushing away from the door, he took a few slow, deliberate steps toward his superior. When not confined within a tiny screen, sometimes Bennett would rediscover just how small Felix truly was; his feet barely reached the laboratory floor.

“You can afford to sleep; you’re human. It’s been days, Honikker,” came the grumbled response. Stubborn.

     “Hm?...Oh, right, yes. There it is.”

    He really was out of it, Felix failed to notice the indicator at the bottom of his screen. Even after staring at it & the various papers scattered around his desk, he never noticed it--that was bound to happen anyway. Even with the use of his glasses that he rarely used, things were harder to read than they should’ve been, perhaps it was better to just go to bed & continue where he left off in the morning or rather later in the day if his body doesn’t pass out due to over-exhaustion. Letting out a stifled yawn, Felix nearly tilted forward, hitting his desk, if he didn’t catch himself before he ended up hurting himself.

    “No...not too busy...just didn’t see it. I went...color blind for several minutes..so everything was just blinking..”

    He answered as he attempted to move things out of the way; sluggishly in fact. The boy was smart. But he was very much an idiot when it came to taking care of himself--giving himself the breaks his body very much needed, whether that meant sleeping on time or eating whenever possible. But constantly moving around meant, he was never aware of when he needed any of these things & it would backfire on him later, just as in this instant. 

    Another yawn.

    A grumble in protest at the elder’s statement. Felix knew it had been days, he knew this was going to destroy him the more he kept on. But pleasing his uncle came first, Felix just wanted some kind of affirmation from Huxley, it’s all he had been working toward for as long as he could remember.

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     What a complete nuisance! The elder boy had just barged into his lab with a chainsaw, nearly causing the small scientist to drop the beakers he had in his hands. If the chainsaw revving much too loudly, then Bennett’s voice would certainly do the trick, leaving felix with a small vein appearing on the side of his head. A scowl appearing on his face following suit. Now he couldn’t have been more angry, but the teenager proved him wrong by throwing the chainsaw into the air & FAILING to catch it. Short arms stretched out; Felix grabbed a hold of the handle, turning the machine off & setting it down beside him.

Yo, this is Zay here with a indie multimuse oc blog your way! Lemme give the run down of what this blog consists of:

OCs based around a variety of concepts 

Original alien (and some fantasy) species

A vast in-character universe that loosely connects

An separate original high fantasy universe based in a vague Scandinavian society

A mun that been around the role playing block for a while

A chill time, that too.

    The young alien let out a small yawn as he walked out of the bathroom. Posture slouching as he was still just barely awake to register anything going on around him. Not even the way his lab door was partially opened or the bucket that was teetering just over the edge. Upon pushing the door open, the bucket tipped over and all its contents spilled all over him. The liquid snapping him out of his sleep craze only for him to yell.