LCB Sinner #11

OOC:

Hi! Sorry it took so long to come up with this!

Now I have a ref of Kromer! And some doodles. And a little info dump, hehe.

There is also a design ref for Kromer's IDs, but I saw some things I want to fix. So I'll put that in a reblog later.

I know my handwriting is worse on the drawing tablet so I'm going to type out my notes on the reference page below.

The rules weren't explained to me. But from my understanding, I am expected to look at statements and decide if I feel like they fit me or not. Most people seem to be responding with emojis and zero explanation.

...It doesn't seem to be much of a game, fuhuhu. I guess I'll play along, though~.

-Headcanon Prompt Generator-

1) Kromer forgets to eat sometimes. [✓]

2) Kromer is a theater kid. [X]

3) Kromer almost drank the lethal dosage of caffeine once. [X]

4) Kromer uses the word "dude" like a comma. [X]

5) Kromer has been to prison. [X?]

6) Kromer is a dog person. [✓]

7) Kromer has an incredible spice tolerance. [X]

8) Kromer had an emo phase. [X]

9) Kromer is awful with kids. [✓?]

10) Kromer knows fnaf lore. [✓][✓]

11) Kromer will go feral. Watch out. [✓]

12) Kromer believes in ghosts and insists on trying to summon one every sleepover. [X]

13) Kromer has a Roblox account. [X]

14) Kromer only speaks in meme references. [X]

15) Kromer is in your house. [✓]

16) Kromer was dropped out of a window as a child. [X]

17) Kromer set a public school on fire and got away with it. [✓]

18) If someone they knew committed a crime, Kromer would cover for them. [✓]

19) If Kromer likes someone, they will give them a pretty rock. [✓?]

20) Kromer is an introvert. [X]

Fuhuhu, is that enough information for my anons to have fun with? More things match up than I expected.

Though, a few questions confused me. I have never been sent to prison, but I would consider myself to be a prisoner of limbus company. I don't have experience with children because nobody has ever asked me to watch their children. I have zero clue how good I am with children, but I imagine managing children would be quite different than managing hammers, heh. As for liking someone... I'd give any of my friends gifts I think they would appreciate. If I saw a rock that reminded me of my friends or if someone enjoyed rocks, I'd make sure to offer a rock as a gift. I don't do it for every friend, though.

What?? No. That's rude. I'm not going to be rude to Dongbaek.

[When Kromer gets this ask, she is finishing up putting eye drops in Dongbaek's right eye. The Eleventh Sinner looks over at her PDA with a slightly annoyed expression. Though, it's done with Dongbaek's face so the expression isn't as intense as one of Kromer's typical glares.]

[The gaze continues for a few seconds before Kromer huffs and gets a small smile.]

I was thinking about putting some makeup. I mostly want to see what would compliment her face. No writing. It would just be a challenge for me and a pretty art piece for Dongbaek.

You find Kromer sitting on the floor of her room. Nails of various sizes lay in front of her, a couple of hammers lay next to her along with her whip, and on Kromer's other side lays the gauntlet that has remained unused ever since she had it remade. It appears the woman is currently caring for her weapons. Deburring any blade-like edges... Polishing the metal... Applying an oil to keep the metal protected... The Eleventh Sinner seems to be quite focused on her job when her PDA pings from across the room.

There's a small sigh from the sinner at the noise, she doesn't get up from her spot on the floor. Instead, Kromer hauls the gauntlet into her lap and begins the process of polishing its surface.

"Whatever you anons are trying to do, I'm not really in the mood for it right now~."

Even though Kromer says she's not in the mood, she doesn't seem particularly upset either. The woman seems to be focused on her task.

Actually, Kromer is focused enough that she doesn't even seem to realize when her appearance changes. Kromer doesn't notice when the smell of the room around her shifts. Kromer doesn't notice when her vision becomes much more limited. Kromer doesn't notice when an aching tingling starts up on the right side of her face.

The upkeep of her weapons are more important, after all. These weapons are what keeps her alive during every single fuel-up and every single mirror dungeon run. Kromer owes her life to these weapons, and neglecting to finish this task could put her in danger later when she needs the reliability of these nails. If there is a day where Kromer deems the gauntlet safe to wear, she will need all of its abilities to be in tip top shape. Kromer may rely on its heat resistance to pull an ally from fire, Kromer may rely on the sturdiness of the metal to shield her coworkers from enemy blows, Kromer may--

That thought process is broken by an intense stinging sensation tearing through her right eye. The pain is enough for the woman to offer a strangled gasp as a hand travels up to her face. Brushing her bangs aside, Kromer presses her palm over her eye. Her fingers dig in as the unpleasant sensation continues.

It doesn't go away.

After a brief moment of continuing pain, Kromer pushes the gauntlet off of herself and stumbles to her feet.

"Anons, what are you pulling??" Instead of the voice coming out as pained, Kromer appears to be more exasperated. The woman continues to hold her hand up to her face as she scampers to her bed and kneels down. She reaches and grasps under the bed with her left hand until she manages to find her first aid kit.

Upon pulling the large box free from her bed, Kromer fumbles with the latches before eventually managing to pry the case open. The Eleventh Sinner grabs a small mirror hidden within one of the many compartments of the box and lifts it up to her face.

"...Dongbaek...?"

Instead of Kromer finding her face covered in blood or injuries, Kromer finds herself staring at the face of one of her friends. It's a face she sees every day. An eye that is as yellow as a dandelion. The owner of these eyes always holds a deep sorrow in their depths despite the cheerful color. There is always an odd flush to the face, as if the owner has been exerting herself too much. (Yet the color remains as Kromer stares at herself... Odd. She hasn't done any physical activity for the past few hours.) This face has a longer and slimmer nose than Kromer does, this face has dark circles resting under its eye, this face has freckles.

This is Dongbaek. Kromer is looking at Dongbaek.

Why?? Kromer still has her hair. Kromer's body feels the same. So why is her face the only thing that's different? Is this a copy of Dongbaek's face or is this Dongbaek's actual face? Does Dongbaek have Kromer's face?

Kromer realizes she doesn't really care about that answer as the stinging sensation in her eye breaks through the surprise. Dongbaek's expression in the mirror shifts to an uncanny show of discomfort as Kromer processes the pain. Her hand is still resting over the right side of her face, and her bangs have fallen over the hand.

Does Kromer really want to look? It feels almost... Personal.

Kromer is aware Dongbaek has some burns on her face. Sometimes Kromer can see something resembling scarring when a corroded Dongbaek is trying to kill her in battle. But Dongbaek has never allowed Kromer to actually witness her full face. It seems like it's something deeply personal to the First Sinner.

Is this pain normal for Dongbaek? The unnatural coolness of the bumpy skin below Kromer's palm, the tingling ache that seems to come from the very nerves in Kromer's face, the stinging in her eye that only seems to grow the longer it remains ignored... Does Dongbaek live like this daily? Is this Dongbaek's forever?

Kromer's right hand hesitantly pulls away from her face, shifting to hold her bangs to the side so the Eleventh Sinner can examine her friend's face closer.

"Ah..." Kromer hums as she leans in closer to the mirror to examine the entirety of her friend's face.

Unnatural scarring dances around the right side of Dongbaek's face. It starts on her cheek and travels through her eye and up to her forehead. The scarring is sporadic, patches of heavier scarring next to pure unblemished skin next to lighter scarring in the form of rougher skin. There doesn't seem to be a pattern to it, it's not a normal burn. The spots with the worst of the scarring seems to have thick raised webs of skin pulling at the face around it. The thick scars are an unnatural pearly white, knotting together like there are roots under the skin. And Kromer quickly realizes... Those angry scars travel around the eyelids as well. Kromer can't blink her right eye. The scars are thick and the eyelids have healed in a position where they remain open no matter how hard Kromer tries to blink.

Oh. The stinging sensation is air touching the eye. Kromer can temporarily fix that, at least.

Moving her attention back down to the first aid kit, Kromer fishes around in a compartment helpfully labeled 'eye' until she finds some eye drops. She's never had a use for these. Kromer doesn't have eye problems and nobody around her has ever really complained to her about their eye problems. But at least they come in use now.

Oh... It is certainly an odd sensation to use eye drops.

"Hmmmn..." Kromer lifts her left hand to feel the scars on her face. The longer Kromer pays attention to the scarring, the more of that angry tingling raises up to the surface of the skin. It's not a pleasant sensation. "The scars remind me of little tree branches. I wonder if Dongbaek has noticed the similarities between the two..."

The voice coming from Kromer is soft and thoughtful, as if Kromer is merely speaking her thoughts to herself.

Instead of seeming troubled, the Eleventh Sinner's face breaks out in an odd smile. It's definitely not an expression Dongbaek would normally wear, but Kromer is a much more expressive person than Dongbaek. Kromer also doesn't seem to be bothered by the pain that comes with making such an expression.

"Fuhu~. I'll keep Dongbaek's face safe until I get my own back. I'm going back to my weapons for now. Don't cause me too much trouble, anons."

[Kromer holds out her hand and a small sphere materializes in her palm. It's a darker shade of purple than one would expect from a sugary treat. The surface is shiny and reflective, not betraying what the texture inside is. There is no wrapper.]

[Kromer appears to be calculating what the words mean as she eyes the candy. She doesn't appear to be entertained by the presence of the candy.]

[The woman's eyebrows furrow as she places the candy on her nightstand. Kromer turns her attention to her PDA with a tilt of her head.]

That doesn't quite explain what this candy does, Anon. Will it transport me to the Great Lake? Am I seeing a vision of an ocean as long as this candy is in my mouth?

Instead of piquing my interest, you have only seemed to make it seem suspicious.

[Kromer seems to have a cheeky smile as she says that last part.]

Fuhuhu, I don't even like grape flavored things.

Oh. Well, I'd like to use this on Yuzuki but something is telling me that would make things worse between us.

[Large hands come out of Kromer's PDA and yoinks Kromer off her feet, much to the woman's dismay.]

--!!

[The anon grips and squeezes Kromer, knocking the air out of the woman before she can voice any arguments. Instead, the Eleventh Sinner seems to be trying to kick herself to freedom. It's only during a particularly tight squeeze that the woman seemingly falls limp and stops fighting.]

[Luckily for Kromer, the anon seems to get bored of the arrangement quite quickly. The woman is deposited on the ground gently. Then, after a little headpat, the hands disappear quite quickly.]

Oh...

[Kromer seems to be a little stunned by what just happened. A hand travels up to her neck, it's almost as if Kromer is trying to understand if anything is broken.]

...

[When the woman is sure she is alive and alright, she seems to brighten a bit. Kromer even offers a laugh as she turns her attention to her PDA.]

Do I know where my friends are...? No? They are probably in their rooms.

...? What??

Are you talking about... The voice people seem to hear when they are at their breaking point? Is this 'voice' now punchable? Does this mean that we can stop the distortion phenomenon?

[Kromer seems to take a moment to think over the ask before starting to speak again.]

-🐰 anon

Easter? It doesn't sound familiar.

[Kromer takes the offered egg and shakes it a few times. The Eleventh Sinner offers a small repressed smile as she listens to the noise. Perhaps it's almost... Familiar.]

[When Kromer gets booped she squeals happily, her hands coming together to clap.]

Mowe!! Mowe, mowe!!

[Kromer leans forward, and when she gets booped again she lets out another squeal. She's... Quite loud.]

[Eventually, the repeated pokes has the girl devolving into a fit of laughter strong enough to make her lose her balance. Kromer doesn't seem particularly bothered about tripping, she just allows herself to sit there and continue her giggles.]

Anothew!!

[Even as Kromer demands more, the anon seems to comply which only makes the child more amused. This kid seems to lack any of the composure Kromer typically carries, but at least she's enjoying herself while she is in this state.]

[When the lightheadedness of laughing catches up to the girl, she finally starts to quiet down. Kromer taps her feet together as she tries to catch her breath. The child's face is red from the excitement.]

[Kromer's PDA seems to somehow understand when she's not in a state where she can read. Instead of the young girl trying to figure out how to work the electronic, the PDA just reads the ask out loud from the comfort of Kromer's bag.]

Boops?

[Kromer seems to think about it. She even lifts her hands to her face and practices touching her own nose as if she's trying to test what a nose boop would feel like.]

...

[There's a small giggle from the child as she leans forward and closes her eyes. This version of Kromer seems to really like the attention that comes with being a child. She has a cheesey grin on her face as she starts to make her demand.]

...

[Before you is a small child dressed in a school uniform. She... Doesn't look that much like Kromer. Her makeup is missing, she lacks the hair covering half of her face, and her expression is much less guarded than it normally is. Instead, there is a child with a round face and blunt bangs staring down at her PDA. The child's head is decorated with a hat. On her chest is a little name tag in the shape of a tiger.]

Hmmm? Wha??

Whewe is my cwass?? Xichun isn't hewe.

[This version of Kromer can't be older than five. Though, the child doesn't seem particularly panicked over being separated. She mainly appears confused about the situation. Though, after a moment of thinking, Kromer slips her PDA in a tiger shaped satchel that is draped across her body.]

I need to find whewe they awe hiding!