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cherry valley forever
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Jules of Nature
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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RMH


Kaledo Art
Peter Solarz
Claire Keane

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@stitchedchild
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practices the rpc needs to Collectively Get Back Into:
commenting on peoplesā posts, threads, art, graphics, etc. just telling them that you see it and that it looks good / is entertaining / etc.Ā āĀ because content creators canāt read your mind andĀ Ā as nice as itād be for us to always serve ourselves with our workĀ ā¦Ā realistically we will lose motivation to continue creating without some kind of support.Ā if you like something then say so !!
sending each otherās muses messages about muses theyāre talking to or characters from their canon and just generally getting actively involved in the narratives other people createĀ &Ā encouraging those people to discuss them
asking people random questions about their characters without fear that itās too outlandish, provided the question isnāt invasive or rude
sending honest, heartfelt notes of positivity and making loveposts about other creators and the work they do.Ā not chainmail, not lazy generic shit, but real kindness, in our Own Words
drawing people fanart of their characters / ships / OCs !!Ā please !!Ā really !!Ā i donāt know when thatĀ EVERĀ became something people grew too nervous to do !!Ā most peopleĀ ADOREĀ it.Ā even if itās just fucking stick figures, man, iĀ PROMISEĀ you that taking the time and putting in the effort to show someone that the work they do inspired the work you do will make their whole fucking day
telling !!Ā each other !!Ā that !!Ā weāre !!Ā doing !!Ā good !!Ā jobs !!
beingĀ NICEĀ to each otherĀ OPENLYĀ andĀ FOR NO REASONĀ withĀ NO PROMPTING
making sure other people feel included in discord servers, roleplay groups, groupchats, multi-way threads, art trades, events, and just.Ā like.Ā Ā overall
acknowledging !!Ā each otherās !!Ā art !!Ā metas !!Ā threads !!Ā worldbuilding !!Ā and !!Ā style !!Ā PLEASE !!Ā PEOPLE !!Ā DONT !!Ā KNOW !!Ā YOU !!Ā LIKE !!Ā THEMĀ !!Ā IF !!Ā YOU !!Ā SAY !!Ā NOTHING !!
andĀ NOBODYĀ withĀ ANYĀ goddamn sense isĀ EVERĀ going to react negatively to you Just Being Fucking Nice so stop worrying about doing that !!Ā Ā PLEASE !!!!!
characters reassuring each other + sentence starters
''am i gonna be safe with you?'' ''always.''
''are you okay with this?''
''i trust you.''
''can i kiss you?''
''kiss me.''
''does that hurt?''
''please, continue.''
''are you okay with me kissing you?''
''can i kiss you?''
''you can always come talk to me.''
''is something bothering you?''
''don't stop.''
''i want you to kiss me.''
''is that okay with you?''
''do you trust me?'' ''always.
''i feel safe with you. i always have.''
''i'm extremely okay with this.''
''you matter so much to me.''
''i like spending time with you.''
''you make me the happiest i've ever been.''
''this thing we've got going on, it's pretty nice.''
''i'm here for you, no matter what.''
''is that okay?''
''are you comfortable?''
''you can always call me.''
''i need you to know that you can always come to me.''
''even if it's in the middle of the night, i'll be there. so don't hesitate. just call me.''
''i love you.''
''you're the best thing that has ever happened to me.''
''take your time. i'll be here when you're ready.''
''you'll wait for me?'' ''for as long as i need to.''
''we don't need to rush things.''
''the last thing i want to do is force you into something you're not ready for.''
''you make me feel safe.''
''hey, it's all right.''
''i'm right here with you.''
''i'll always be there for you. don't you ever doubt that.''
''i like being here with you. it's nice.''
*reposted from screenwriter-old
the violently protective ⦠sentence startersĀ lots of mentions of violence and death throughoutĀ
the protectorĀ
āOf course I killed them. they hurt you.ā
āThey made you cryā¦? Where are they?ā
āDonāt feel sorry for them, they deserved it.ā
āDonāt worry, they wonāt be bothering you, again.ā
āThese bruises are worth it to make sure youāre safe.ā
āWhy would you want to protect them? They hurt you.ā
āWho did this to you? No, donāt lie to me⦠who did this?ā
āIf they even step foot near you, again, Iāll take care of itā¦ā
āNo, they donāt deserve any mercy. Not after they hurt you.ā
āI swear to god, Iām going to rip him/her/them apart for this.ā
āStop? Why? Donāt you want them to pay for what they did to you?ā
the protectedĀ
āMake them hurt for this⦠please.ā
āStop! Stop, donāt hurt him/her/them!ā
āThere. Thatās the one who did this to me.ā
āViolence doesnāt solve anything, just let this be.ā
āThey made me bleed. Maybe you should return the favor.ā
āI donāt want them dead, I just want them to leave me alone.ā
āWhy did you do this? Whyā¦? I never asked you to fight them.ā
āNo, I donāt want you to fight them for me. Itās not that big a deal.ā
āI donāt care what you do to them, just keep them away from me.ā
āIām not worth you risking your life for⦠for what? Getting even for me?ā
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UNTILį DEATH į DO US PART.į |į an independent interpretation of the bride of frankenstein's monster, reanimted by Anna-Belle ( twenty-one plus). taking influence from the original 1818 text, universal's dark universe & more. originally hosted on chancestook.
Darkmoor!Bride is such a fascinating character to me. Sheās the lone survivor of the explosion that killed the original Monster and Dr. Pretorius. This happened just minutes after her creation. She probably had to teach herself how to live while processing the horrors thrust upon her from minute one.
Years later, along comes this other creature, who looks identical to the one she briefly knew, and whose creator is actually around to look out for him. Heās afforded a childlike naivety that she never had. She feels like she has to keep him safe so he can learn how to navigate the world in his own time. Then, maybe, she can prevent him from turning out like her.
INJURED AND HURTING -> A collection of prompts for when a muse is injured or hurt
change pronouns/etc as needed.
"how many fingers am i holding up?"
"how badly does it hurt?"
"you're bleeding. you're bleeding a lot."
"i think you're going to need stitches."
"keep talking to me. keep your eyes open."
"thank god, you're alive!"
"do you know where you are?"
"what happened?"
"just take a few deep breaths."
"how long have you been hiding this?"
"i think we might need to get you to a hospital..."
"i don't know how to fix this."
"it's starting to get infected..."
"here, hold on, i'll carry you."
"don't worry, don't worry, we're going to get you fixed up. good as new."
"you're going to be just fine, i promise."
"i'm sorry, but this is going to hurt."
"no-- no, no, no, you're okay! you're okay!"
"why are you limping?"
"you're starting to run a fever."
"ah, fuck, i think i ripped my stitches."
"it's bleeding again."
"please... i didn't know where else to go."
"it... it was an accident."
"don't, that hurts!"
"it's not that bad."
"it hurts when i breathe."
"ow, fuck!"
"i just tripped, it's nothing."
"it's just a little swollen, don't worry."
"god, i feel like shit."
"i'm- i'm really cold..."
"it's not as bad as it looks."
āĀ & WHAT ARE you supposed to be, @stitchedchild? don't tell me the bride decided to make herself a child... ā / sc.
The younger blinked. Yes, this was why she didn't talk to any of the villagers, let alone well...Victoria was technically family. First cousin once removed. Honestly Kelsey was taken aback.
"No," she replied firmly, although her voice was frail, as she only tended to use it sparingly.
"She found me. She raised me. We had to keep hidden...until we were eventually found."
What are you supposed to be? As if Kelsey wasn't a human being.
It made her heart sink. The Bride raised her with strength and grace. God help any soul who tried to touch her "pretty girl."
"She did not make me but she is still my mother."
Dr. W...Herbert? I found this little guy hurrying around, it keeps following me. It's actually kind of...cute. Has it ever tried to communicate? I mean...it doesn't have a mouth obviously, just the eye and the fingers and well...that's it, but...I wonder if it could learn morse code. -stitchedchild
The eye creation I made? It's harmless, maybe it could if someone trains it too. Those things follow everything it sees, nothing special. I wouldn't be worried. Just..be careful to not squish it.
She nodded, carefully scooping the "eye puppy" up into her hands, observing it closely. It wouldn't get squished under her watch.
Fascinating little guy.
Then, the most...normal reanimate tilted her head a tad, peering back up at Herbert, "Do you think...I could give it a try?"
The small creature wiggled with glee ar her question, but it prompted her to frown slightly fown at it in confusion, her own eyes glowing the infamous Reagent green for a moment, "You don't have ears. You shouldn't be able to hear me, unless you are reading my lips."
Giving it a try? The only person who can is my lab partner is Dan and I. I mean I suppose it's reading lips...or it's just seeing your body language and how your reacting.
"Well," she quietly prompted in return, "I had a different idea."
Only being reanimated for a little over a week, Kelsey was doing immensely well. To be fair she wasn't made up of various parts, and her memories were in tact. But the fact that she was actually talking with Dr. West? A week ago she would be weary of him: appreciative, but weary.
Placing the small creature on the table, she lifted a finger signaling to wait a moment. "Uhhh hold on," she murmured, "Okay, where...where did Dan put..."
Her smaller hand found a drawer and took out a few pieces of paper, then a few mini bottles of washable paint. Dan had held onto those for so long, long after those university poster projects.
Pleased with herself, she set thr paper on the table near the finger puppy, and squinted out a bit of each of the primary colors.
"Maybe it can't communicate with words but...what about color association? Mood?" Similar to developing babies.
The eye creature wiggled in delight and pressed one of its fingers in the yellow paint and then scurried all over the page.
"Woah woah, I didn't give you a prompt yet." Yellow. Happy. The creature was happy.
On cue the little guy stopped. Kelsey blinked. Alright, they were onto something.
"Okay...okay. How do you feel when I tell you to stop?"
Its eyeball tilted upwards before quickly focusing back down, pressing another finger into the blue paint instead and walking all over the yellow he just made. He was sad about it.

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Dr. W...Herbert? I found this little guy hurrying around, it keeps following me. It's actually kind of...cute. Has it ever tried to communicate? I mean...it doesn't have a mouth obviously, just the eye and the fingers and well...that's it, but...I wonder if it could learn morse code. -stitchedchild
The eye creation I made? It's harmless, maybe it could if someone trains it too. Those things follow everything it sees, nothing special. I wouldn't be worried. Just..be careful to not squish it.
She nodded, carefully scooping the "eye puppy" up into her hands, observing it closely. It wouldn't get squished under her watch.
Fascinating little guy.
Then, the most...normal reanimate tilted her head a tad, peering back up at Herbert, "Do you think...I could give it a try?"
The small creature wiggled with glee ar her question, but it prompted her to frown slightly fown at it in confusion, her own eyes glowing the infamous Reagent green for a moment, "You don't have ears. You shouldn't be able to hear me, unless you are reading my lips."
CARING FOR THE SICK PROMPTS.
i found this list and kinda fed into it each time i got the flu or a migraine, and u know what, it's just me revealing just how much i love the caring threads and the soft threads and the fondly exasperated "let me help you" threads! use at your pleasure, DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST NOR EDIT IT! i will be changing it accordingly!
" i found you passed out in the kitchen. you wanna stop working yourself so hard? or do i need to keep hitting the gym to carry you to bed every day? "
" you're burning up. "
" your neighbour called me and said you could use a nurse. looks like they were right, too. "
" you were told to take it easy, so... yeah. this is kinda on you. "
" you took a sick day. you NEVER take a sick day. so yeah, i got worried, and i figured i'd come over and keep an eye on you. "
" you texted me a long and incoherent text that held about 90% of the emoji list and about four different languages. figured it wouldn't hurt to drop by and see how you were doing. "
" how long have you been sick for? and don't lie. "
" you look like hell. "
" i brought you some soup; let me heat some up for you? "
" okay. it's time you went to the hospital. "
" hey⦠hello there, sleeping beauty. you gave me a bit of a scare yesterday. how are you feeling? "
" i swear, if you even think of getting out of that bed⦠"
" you know when i said to call if it's an emergency? a fever is most DEFINITELY considered an emergency! "
" if you think you're going to work like this, you better think again. "
" don't worry. my family swears by this remedy; just let it work its magic and you'll feel good as new in no time. "
" I don't care about getting sick. i'm not leaving you until you're back to full health. "
" you didn't stop to think that this might happen when you're burning the candle at both ends? "
" yeah, I can play the role of nurse AND say "I told you so" at the same time, actually. "
" you better drink every last drop of this tea, no matter how disgusting it is. "
" i told my boss it was an emergency so they've given me a full week to look after you. "
" quit being so stubborn and get into BED! "
" what part of doctor's orders hasn't sunk in yet? bed rest! for the WEEK! "
" right, where do you keep your saucepans? i'm going to make you my famous noodle soup. it's a cure-all, i'm telling you! "
" hey, unless you're going to the bathroom or the sofa, I don't want to see you out of that bed. got it? "
" when are you gonna start letting people look after you, huh? "
" i know, i know, i turned off all the lights once i figured you had the migraine. you want some tea? water? "
" don't be mad, but i saw your fridge, and... it frightened me. so i've taken you back to my place, and i'm gonna get deliveroo to bring some groceries to your place tomorrow. okay? "
" i know your appetite is a little off, so i ordered in a whole tonne of options. just try a little bit of something, please? for me? "
" i've brought half a pharmacy, enough movies and boardgames to last us a decade, and every single snack i could fit into the basket at the grocery store. so sit your butt down, eat your soup, and try and make the most of your bed rest for the next week, will you? "
ACTION PROMPTS ( SEND THE FULL LINE! and feel free to reverse if u wish! ):
[ TOUCH ]: sender gently rests a hand against the receiver's forehead to check their temperature.
[ DAMP ]: sender presses a cool cloth against the receiver's face, neck and forehead to try and lower their fever.
[ BLANKET ]: sender wraps another blanket around the receiver to try and stop them from shivering.
[ SPOON ]: sender gently coaxes spoons of soup into the receiver's mouth to build up their strength after an illness.
[ CARRY ]: sender, finding the receiver weakened/unconscious on the floor, immediately lifts them up and carries them back to bed.
[ AROUND ]: sender keeps a protective arm around the receiver to help them walk without the risk of stumbling or collapsing.
[ STAY ]: sender decides to stay by the receiver's bedside after learning that they're sick.
[ HAIR ]: sender smooths back the receiver's hair in a soothing gesture to try and help them go back to sleep.
[ TILT ]: sender tips a bottle of water up for the receiver to sip from.
[ HUM ]: sender hums/sings to soothe a sick receiver back to sleep.
[ BACK ]: sender gently rubs the receiver's back, either to soothe them or warm them while they're unwell.
[ SHARE ]: sender climbs into the receiver's sickbed with them, wrapping their arms around them to offer warmth and comfort.
[ SHOWER ]: sender, learning the receiver has a high fever, takes a cold shower with them in order to lower their temperature.
[ WAKEN ]: the receiver wakes up in bed, having been found unconscious by the sender and carried into the bed from the floor.
[ QUARANTINE ]: the sender and receiver, both being sick, decide to quarantine together and spend the recovery period with each other.
ā FFXIV : SAGE QUESTS.
a collection of starter prompts taken from the sage job quests in ffxiv - there may be spoilers for these quests. change pronouns and gender as needed.
i will complete this mission, just you watch.
heh heh, iāll be the envy of everyone!Ā
in any event, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance!Ā
but i believe we may speak freely here, so permit me to brief you on the details.Ā
in the course of your adventures, have you ever fervently wished to save someone?Ā
forgive me if my question was indelicate.
one must be prepared to hold the lives of others in oneās hands.Ā
are you willing to bear such a burden, [ name ]?Ā
that you hesitate does you credit.
the tales do not do the place justice.Ā
too many eyes and ears. weād best leave.
i donāt know who you are, and i donāt care.Ā
ours is a reclusive nation, after all; our policy to observe, not intervene.Ā
i too believe it my duty to alleviate suffering in the world.
still, thereās a certain charm in seeing nature reassert her dominion.
keep your eyes peeled and your guard up.Ā
i warned you once, and i wonāt warn you again!
lay down your arms, and i promise you wonāt come to further harm!
ātis some manner of herb, but none iāve seen in the course of my studies.Ā
mark my words, they wonāt escape this time!
good gods, such a dry and dusty place this isā¦
what i wouldnāt give for a bath right nowā¦Ā
why go to such lengths and forsake everything you had to obtain power?
youāre just fools who believe everything youāve been fed!Ā
you know nothing about us! nothing!
iām beginning to regret sparing you.Ā
do you feel it? the weight of the āsacred duty.ā
do you feel it? the weight of the sin?
to do naught when a life might be saved - that is the greatest sin.
you may yet make something of your lives.
youāll believe anything they tell you, wonāt you? naive foolsā¦
though none of us were related by blood, we became as close a family as any.Ā
ours was a quiet, comfortable life.
i clung to the hope that one day we would be reunitedā¦and we
Ā were!Ā
oh, to finally see them again is⦠i havenāt the words for it.
where there is life, there is hope - would you not agree?Ā
ashamed though i am to admit this, iām no longer certain of the truthā¦Ā
our earlier speculation was simply that ā speculation.
i know it is not my place to pass judgment, butā¦Ā
i thought i was strong enough to keep my feelings out of itā¦
we cannot have justice without the truth.Ā
for all the power and the sacrifice, i couldnāt do a damn thingā¦
one after another they disappeared, until only a few of us remained.Ā
if this ālifeā is my reward for all the suffering and sacrifice, iādāve been better off dead!
whatever life you have is still a life, and you owe it to the others to make the most of it.Ā
i want to save them, but i canāt do it alone. i need help.
i saw what i wanted to see; believed what i needed to believe.Ā
i wavered over whether we should save you.Ā
friends, i say, but weāre more like family. and family looks after family.
with his death, his victims will finally be able to move onā¦Ā
i wonāt squander the future youāve given us.
you know, i used to dream about the future i knew iād never see.Ā
that depraved fiend took everything from me.Ā
since then, i have been bent upon revenge.Ā
come what may, i will protect them.Ā
if weāre to triumph, we must trust each other with our lives.
y-youāre still sore about that? i didnāt realize you were so sensitiveā¦Ā
though to me, they are more than just friends - they are family.
for the frailty of our flesh, so much knowledge and skill and experience are forever lost.Ā
how many lives have been lost and torn apart at your twisted whims!?
you play the part of the indignant moralist well.Ā
alas, you are as shortsighted as the rest.Ā
through all the suffering and sacrifice, iām still here. iām still alive.Ā
so long as i live, i refuse to let anyone else die on me.Ā
this power that i have, born of untold sacrificeā¦Ā
this mercy is more than you deserve, but you will answer for your crimes.
for revenge, we were prepared to dieā¦but now we have a reason to live.
you are free to begin anew - which is the very least you deserve after all you have suffered.
LIKE A SON TO ME: STARTERS
a collection of quotes, phrases, and sayings for those muses who regard somebody with no biological relation to them as their true parent or child. change & alter as needed.
SURROGATE PARENT:
"Let me take you home. I know you don't need it, but it'll make me feel better to know you're safe, okay?"
"I mean, you're over here all the time, anyway. You might as well have a key to my place."
"Stay where you are. I'll come pick you up."
"You are way too young for that movie, kiddo."
"Whoa, where'd you get that black eye? ...Were you fighting with that other kid again?"
"I'm going to grab some groceries. Want to come along? You can pick out whatever you want for dinner."
"Keep your chin up, kid. You'll get through this."
"Where the hell were you?! It's three in the morning! You can't just leave without letting me know where you'll be!"
"You're my kid. No matter what anybody else thinks."
"I mean, if you're okay with it, then... I want to adopt you."
"You're like a son to me."
"Of course I was worried about you. You're my kid."
"You can stay here for the night. We'll figure something else out in the morning."
"You're grounded!"
"You couldn't disappoint me even if you tried. Because there's nothing I expect you to be, or want you to be, except for who you already are."
"If you ever need a place to stay, my door is always open. You know that, don't you?"
"You can ask me for help. That's what I'm here for."
"I'm saying this because I love you. I love you like you were my own child. I couldn't love you any more if you were."
"You're up kind of late tonight, aren't you? Isn't it a school night?"
"You deserve to be safe in your own home. You deserve a family who loves you. I'm sorry you don't have that."
"Your parents have no idea how lucky they are to have a great kid like you."
"Don't you have homework?"
"Clean your room!"
"I'm so proud of you."
SURROGATE CHILD:
"You don't have to worry about me. I can take care of myself just fine."
"Are you trying to ground me?!"
"Can I stay with you for a little while? It's fine if I can't. I get it. I just... don't really have anywhere else to go right now."
"I'm not a little kid! I don't need you to protect me!"
"You want me to move in with you?"
"You're the only person who's ever really believed in me. I just don't want to let you down."
"You're not my mom!"
"You're not my dad! So would you quit acting like it?"
"I just wish my parents would remember they have a kid every now and then, you know?"
"I don't know that it'd be such a good idea for you to adopt me. I mean, you don't seriously want to be stuck with me forever, right?"
"You're always taking care of me. Just this once, let me take care of you."
"My parents aren't really around."
"Can you help me with my homework? I just don't get this part here..."
"You're like a mom to me."
"Why don't my parents love me? What did I do wrong?"
"Why do my parents keep hurting me like this? I'm their child. Don't they love me at all?"
"I'm never going to be important to my parents, am I?"
"You're not my dad -- and thank god, because he really sucks."
"I guess I'm just kind of nervous about this. I've never had a home before. I've never been part of a family before. What if I mess it up?"
"I'm fine on my own. Trust me, I've had a lot of practice."
Oh, she had no idea how much Henry had impacted the world with his creations. Some chose to simply regard it as a story, nothing more, but...there were some that say they or their relatives from way back when, witnessed the hulking monster and his bride, stitched up from various deceased. Kelsey knew none of it, sheltered enough that it hindered her perception of the world outside.
How Lilith and Adam had raised an infant was unknown. Perhaps the baby had supposed to have been left on the steps of the Chapman house instead of the abandoned one opposite the cemetery. But there was the suggestion that, sadly, whoever left the baby where it did, did not want her to survive.
And yet here she was.
A minute, "Uh huh," she replied with, not noting Herbert's realization, as she slipped her spectacles on her face. Now seeing clearly, the young one took in the details around the lab. It oddly comforted her, all things considered. Then she turned her attention back to Herbert, voice naturally only above a whisper in volume, "You...You know my parents? A-Are they here, doctor? Are they okay like I am?"
For possibly the first time in his life, Herbert West was speechless. The things he was hearing did not match up at all with the facts he already had in his head. The names were familiar, of course, and there was no mistaking exactly who she was talking about. However, there was no way she could be saying her parents - parents plural - were somehow Frankensteins. Were there descendants he didn't know about? It didn't seem likely. Then again, he wasn't known for keeping close tabs on the neighbours.
"I...might," he finally choked out. This girl...she seemed young. Not a child, perhaps a teenager though. She was clearly naive and clearly out of her element. This was not at all in Herbert's wheelhouse. He was going to have to find Dan.
No. That was a bad idea. Dan wouldn't approve of him bringing some random body down to the lab, no matter how much he insisted that his intentions were pure (that, of course, had never been the case). Not only that, but this girl seemed to be some kind of anomaly in their research. He could perhaps entice his partner with the success of the project laid out before him...but he knew Dan would have a hard time separating her from a human being. He would become attached.
"Who were they?" he asked, ignoring her following inquiries.
Names. What were their names? Sure they were Frankensteins, but Kelsey was so used to calling them mother and father that inquiring their names, made up or not, never crossed her mind. It was becoming increasingly clear from the way she tried to articulate with her hands, trying to find words to describe them, that who she was talking about was indeed the Frankenstein creations. The way her smaller fingers expanded then curled, hovering across her throat was telling, "I...don't know, I...Names I don't..."
Pushing through the brain fog, she remembered why she was doing that motion on her neck in the first place, "Stitching. Stitches everywhere. They were hurt. No- Not hurt um..."
She took her hand away and rubbed her fingers, thinking it would stimulate her thoughts, "They're like...dolls. Could put themselves together again and again if they wanted to."
Lilith even ended up stitching the young girl when she took a nasty fall, scraping her knee against a gravestone while playing, a faint memory. The Bride was an expert with a needle and thread.
Peering at Herbert, her eyes glinted the familiar green of the serum for a split second. A soft squelching took her out of her gaze however, looking down to see the bullet that had been lodged in her abdomen. The tissue was slowly but surely regenerating, pushing out the lead object centimeter by centimeter. It was fascinating but also disgusting. The Reagent was doing more than it ever had. Repairing wounds was something that it never did. All it had done previously was reanimate dead tissue. But with this new batch, it seemed like it was creating entirely new tissue and skin cells. It was a dull pain that started to sharpen every time the tissue pushed against the bullet further.
"Eugh- Don't...Don't like that. Oh ow-"

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" why did you bring me here ? " - for any muse you see fit! (from kels, horrorniights)
"I have my reasons," the gaunt man spoke, his tone flat of any perceptible affect. Not once had he shown any real emotion- be it through tone or facial expression, nor had his posture deviated from perfectly upright. He carried himself with an aor of professionalism that went well past the level of unsettling into uncanny. His form was nearly completely covered by the long, dusty black cassock in need of mending and repair, only his pallid and sunken face was exposed to differentiate him from a mannequin or some other human-adjacent thing.
"To begin, and to settle your nerves, I am in need of your assistance in a manner I would prefer to be handled with a certain level of....discretion....I believe you are capable of," he began, his head turning towards Kels before his body followed in a fluid motion.
"You are skilled in the more scientific matters of life after death, are you not?"
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"Not....necessarily," the young reanimate shifted, trying to find any semblance of emotion in his gaze, but there was none. Sure, she was used to a less of a handful of fellow undead, but it took trust for her to open up, even if just a little. Kelsey did not have any exposure to any faith, so no context clues came to her mind of who this man was.
"I might know a little of how I was brought back, but...nothing more than that."
Notes upon notes from Henry Frankenstein would most likely aid him, but for the time being, her lips were sealed. She wasn't to be gullible again, it hurt...oh god, it hurt.
"Wh...What are your intentions? Are you hurt?"
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