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@pittdunking
"high on coffee? naah never heard of that"
#pittdunking - an independent and selective mutuals only roleplaying blog for the The Pitt featuring John Shen, played by Heovy (she/her, 25+, GTM +1)
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001. carrd 002. rules 003. headcanons 004. tags 0005. prompts
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"John...Johnny boy, my man, my favorite roommate in this fucking city. At some point you'll have to build that fucking IKEA stuff. I keep bumping into it and you keep giving me half assed excuses doing the dishes for the both of us. Man up! It's just wood and screws"
@pittdunking
A quick look at the pile of Ikea thingies, John studently felt like his body was weighing a tone, impossible to move. Too sad. So instead of dealing with the problem right now, he gave a pout to his buddy. "Wood and screws are terrible man, I'm only good at when it's flesh and blood, sorry." He wasn't, sorry, actually smiling at his roommate before looking back at the cardboard boxes. "Are you sure you don't like it just like that? It looks like a nice little shelf." John Audacity Shen ladies and gentlemen.
Vampire The Masquerade verse - open starter
Blood on his hands, a few drops on one of his cheek, a little more on his lips, John was busy, focused on his "art". He had a few bodies around him, living ones - he needed them fresh and warm - all under his charm, barely responsives and all perfectly selected to create one of his new coffee cocktail.
Turning his back to whoever was coming, John didn't offer them a look, too focused on the right dose to add to his just made coffee. "Before you ask, nope, they're not to share."
"Yeah, Carter. Apparently I'm still on her bad side. I even bought her food the other day. I'm not sure how to get out of the dog house with a woman I literally only work with." With Everly they'd been together a long time so that one he could do. Carter was notorious for being well kinda horrible.
"I guess I get to get my steps in. My charts are caught up so I'm going crazy up there." Weylen didn't do great at sitting still, he really should have stuck to just trauma but he had worked the skill and he was good at it. "Did security start a board for tonight? Maybe if I get in early I'l actually get a chance at wining for once."
"Ouuuh, you went to bribing? That's serious." He joked, wrote a few things in his file and bend over to give a look at the board. "Mhh yep, we're missing our dummy since a few days, but some rumors say he should reappear tonight, we're betting on where he was." John explained, still looking at the security area, thinking before looking back at Weylen. "I put 20 on a boat club."
If there were games afoot she had no idea. “They’re both in Casper, the town not the ghost…” she clarifies.
Really what it comes down to is “like nobody lives there…” a shrug of her shoulders. “Whole of Wyoming's like two Pittsburghs. You just can, you know, take the stairs. Which you know does sound better for you I guess.” A pause for a moment.
"Funnily enough they are both in banks..."
Alright, the game was now deserving a nerdish interdude due to those escalators, John was just way too curious and amused to miss that opportunity. "Casper like the movie Casper?" Big references here. "Did they named that town after or before everyone left? Cause man, you guys call me a jinxer but that kind of stuff lives in an all different league." He joked with a small laugh next to with words.
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She eyerolled, "Ya know, normally I'd argue with you on that but that was like a point in a few werewolf movies. Where the moon was behind clouds so it didn't do anything." She shrugged her shoulders a little, before looking at the board behind them. Her lips pursed in mostly discontent, it was already looking like it was gonna be a weird one. "Did you hear Presby had one of their ambulances stolen today? It was this older guy with a doomsday cult."
"Well at least it makes us safe for tonight." John replied with an amused grin, he was maybe jinxing it, but he liked to think that no-one with some wolf bites would show up during their shift. "Yeah I heard, but a doomsday cult? Uh shit, I just lost 40 dollars." One day he would win those bets.
Vampire The Masquerade verse - open starter
Blood on his hands, a few drops on one of his cheek, a little more on his lips, John was busy, focused on his "art". He had a few bodies around him, living ones - he needed them fresh and warm - all under his charm, barely responsives and all perfectly selected to create one of his new coffee cocktail.
Turning his back to whoever was coming, John didn't offer them a look, too focused on the right dose to add to his just made coffee. "Before you ask, nope, they're not to share."
HOOLA HOOP - ft Shen cont. from here
Jack knew not to touch his eyes, but reflexes were hard to kick in the butt especially when you still had to deal with the patient and your own world going black with all that came with that.
He couldn't really talk. It was just irritating everything. The sensation was not foreign to him, he had been sprayed before, but that was years ago during training.
Completely blind, he had to focus on John's voice and if he had not been in such a bad way right now, he would have joked along. Between coughing and groaning he kept his head forward so all could fall down. He spit several times and when asked, he showed a thumb up. "F...cking...rinse that.....shit Shen." he demanded in a raspy voice and searched for the arm to hold so they could get situated. @pittdunking
Yep, that was the plan, rinse everything. "On it." John focused on his tasks, taking Jack's arm and putting it on his so the man could get an anchor. He guided him to a better place and made sure his butt found a nice spot.
The saline prepared, he finally angled Jack head the best way and aimed the inner corner of his eyes. "Eyes open." He asked, did his thing and added. "Okay blink." Rinse and repeat, literally, meaning that John did the procedure a few times before giving a look to one of the medical student. "Go get me some diphoterine." He requested and took a pair of scissors to cut Jack's contaminated clothes and get them out of the way.
Parker laughs as he calls her his sister. "Yeah okay whatever, Johnny Boy." She is much too amused by his drunken antics to say much. He really is something and she's happy they'd met. It was hard for her to make friends sometimes but he had been a fast friend and a true one.
As he settles into bed she's looking for something for him to sleep in. She hadn't brought much though so he's out of luck. When she turns around she sees him on his ass. She doesn't know what he's saying but she can sure tell he's about to throw up. In a moment she's grabbing the little hotel trash bin and putting it down in front of him. "Sit here for a minute and catch your breathl. If you think you can get up without help when your head stops spinning I'll help you get to the bathroom."
Happily taking the trash bin to hug it tight to his chest, John didn't feel so good the next three minutes, only giving her a thumb up while he was staring at this invisible point right in front of him. Deep breaths, he could do it, or at least he was convinced he could.
A nice lie.
It took maybe two or three minutes but John finally ruined the trash bin, too drunk to feel shameful or bad about it.
Three more minutes and John put down the mess he made a bit further, feeling a little be less drunk for the moment. His eyes closed and his head resting against the bed, chin up to the ceiling, John decided to stay just like that for the moment, it felt like a secured position for his mind and stomach. "You're still around...?" He muttered, unsure of what Parker told him, if she was going to leave or stay, or whatever, he only hoped he was not left alone.
@pittdunking liked for a VTM Starter - Wheel picked Willow!
"Shennyyyy." She skipped over to him and rocked up to her tiptoes and smiled a little fangy then usual. "Diiiiiid you hear what happened with the boss boys?"
She'd gotten the update from a text from Weylen, there were hunters to go a killing. Sounded like fun if you asked her, she hadn't gotten to be out and cause a problem in quite a while.
"I heard we're going after hunters."
Not really interested by all that hunting situation - too focused on his own playground - John didn't try to know more about what happened, pretty sure that someone would come for him if it was really important. And since Willow was now around, it seemed he was right about that prediction, oh well, his little blood hobby will have to wait. "Mhh?" He faked his lack of attention, looking at her with a gentle smile. "Hunters? What kind of hunters?" Humans were boring. Werewolves stank. Sabbat was fun. Camarilla was a pain right in the ass.
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Taissa let out a soft, huffed breath of a laugh, her eyes brightening with a flicker of genuine amusement that cut through her fatigue. It was rare to find someone in this city who didn't look like they were one minor inconvenience away from a breakdown at four in the morning.
"I'm afraid I haven't had the pleasure of such a culinary experience," she admitted, leaning a shoulder against the cool glass of the refrigerator where she was still deciding between a chilled potato salad and a wholemeal chicken burrito. Both were mildly sad choices, she was well aware, and possibly not too far off from a pack of one-dollar cucumber chips.
She tilted her head, giving the crinkling green bag a skeptical once-over that was purely playful. "Should I give it a shot, you reckon?"
An easy smile coming back to his lips, John seemed amused by how skeptical was the lady, waiting for her question to finally answer it. "Absolutely." He assured and opened the pack of chips, eating one for good measure before offering the green bag to Taissa so she could try some. "Here, give it a shot, they're on me." Were they allowed to eat the food here before paying for those? Hum nah, probably not, but hey who was going to call the police?
[text > padawan] John, bring 3 coffeees and come asap
[text > padawan] big boy pants on, you're now senior attending
[text > padawan] why is the curtain laughing
[text > tall yoda] you better be high and worth filming for messing with my toxic relationship with my bed old man
🥀 : describe a time in your muse's life where they were dishonest, either with themselves, or others.
John said a lot of dishonest "Oh yeah I'm fine :)" in his life, most of the time lying to himself but his biggest one was during his teenage years, after weeks of obligatory therapy. He just lied to the nice lady taking notes and asking questions in front of him, hard to tell if she believed or not but she didn't force him to come back after that day
💸 : what is the most valuable thing your muse has ever broken?
Well... He might have temporary broke down a MRI Machine once... how about he was mortified (hopefully an IT dude saved his day/carrer/bank account)
👻 : if your muse could live the life of anyone else for a day, who would they choose? what would they hope to learn about this person?
He wouldn't take that question seriously soooo... Britney... ? for finally nailing Baby one more time at the karaoke *coughs*
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🎥 : does your muse know any movies or books by heart? which ones? why do they like them so much?
Books not so much, not by heart at least but movies? John has a soft spot for his childhood movies, such as Jungle Book, Robin Hood (the one with the fox), Totoro and last but not least: the first trilogy of Star wars. He just watched them so many times
headcanons, volume one.
a series of randomly assorted headcanon questions for character development. feel free to adjust or expand on any questions when sending and specify muse if you're sending to a multi.
☕ : how does your muse take their coffee or tea? what does their average coffee shop order look like? 🌨️ : how does your muse react to snow? do they want to stay huddled up inside where it's warm, or do they want to go out and play in it? 💝 : what is your muse's love language? how do they usually convey it? ⚖️ : does your muse trust their own judgement? what kind of situations would cause them to freeze up with indecision? 🧺 : what life skill was the hardest for your muse to learn once they were out on their own? 🍸 : does your muse drink alcohol? if so, what kind and how often? if not, why? 💪 : describe your muse's body language, how do they tend to stand idly, what do they do when they're bored, etc. 🎨 : what is your muse's favorite art medium to use? what do they do with it? 🔋 : how does your muse like to recharge, physically, mentally or spiritually? 🐉 : if your muse could be any mythical or supernatural being, which do you think they would be and why? 👻 : if your muse could live the life of anyone else for a day, who would they choose? what would they hope to learn about this person? 🩰 : does your muse know how to dance? do they learn routines, or do they improvise? what styles of dance do they prefer? 💎 : if you could describe your muse as any gemstone or mineral, which would they be and why? 🧨 : does your muse have attention seeking tendencies? how far are they willing to go to get it? ⚽ : does your muse have any favorite sports? do they play any sports, or do they just spectate? 🐈 : is your muse conscious of online trends and memes? 🥀 : describe a time in your muse's life where they were dishonest, either with themselves, or others. 💸 : what is the most valuable thing your muse has ever broken? 💍 : does your muse carry any good luck charms or other memorable trinkets? what makes this item significant to them? 🤝 : what does loyalty mean to your muse? 🏹 : does your muse know how to use any weapons? which ones? what is the most unconventional item that your muse has ever armed themselves with? 🫗 : what would it take for your muse to lose their appetite? 🎁 : how does your muse respond when they don't like a gift they've received? 🌌 : would your muse rather explore outer space or the deep sea? why? would they be afraid of either or both of these places for any reason? 🎥 : does your muse know any movies or books by heart? which ones? why do they like them so much?
