#fank-e oc

Who stays in the tent the entire time?

No one truly stays in the tents the whole time, but Santi is typically the one who remains inside the longest.

There's no one to fuck out here except his own coworkers! And most of the time they don't even let him touch them. He relies on you for food mostly, so the incubus decides to preserve his energy. Santi isn't exactly in a bad mood, he's just cautious.

In great contrast, Nebul, Morell, Belo and Patches are usually out there for most of the day.

Who eats a poisonous berry?

Also Grimbly. Lover of fruit but uninformed fool that he is, he was bound to put something in his mouth- Especially with Gallon's mildly psychopathic encouragement. It's just a berry, he probably mixes those with his drinks already (he does not)...

It's not a life-threatening situation, as Grimbly can filter poisons pretty well, but he has a bad time for a while until Patches successfully diagnoses his stupidity.

Patches and Morell have the most knowledge on what is or isn't poisonous inside the forest. Gallon is well informed by mostly an opp.

Who becomes one with nature?

Nebul, surprisingly.

He's standing in the middle of nowhere for prolonged periods of time simply to watch the wildlife. Nebul also just enjoys the silence. He may be dead, but the wraith believes there's something to be gained by communing with nature and what it has to offer. Having no real need for sleep either, he may stand outside at night doing the exact same thing.

Although Sybastian is the guy that no doubt would survive the longest in a forest-like context, he does appreciate the commodities of tents and artificial heat, enough that he's not as interested as some others may be with nature.

Who gets jumped by the local wildlife?

Fank-e is a candidate here. He's loud, unknowable to the average animal, and generally a frightening, bizarre presence that's bound to throw some wildlife into fight rather than flight.

Santi typically doesn't commune much with wildlife, and most non-infernal wildlife steers clear from him. The unintentional effect he can at times have in animals is throw them into hormonal fits, which will more than likely cause territorial aggression. He's not fond of these instances.

Vinnel would be in more danger if he didn't have the ability to float upwards, away from strikes.

Belo, on the other hand, is like the unrequited whisperer of the crew. Animals flock to him. He's a Disney princess. Can hardly patrol without something crawling on him or trying to take a patch of his fur for its nest.

Who just walks back to the car?

Oh Gallon tried.

He's not a big fan of being in constant contact with dirt and mud and plants and bugs and everything and every texture that makes his slime tremble. He's not having the best time and seems to be constantly walking on the slime equivalent of his toes. He copes with his frustration by putting his coworkers in mild to severe amounts of danger.

More details:

Krulu may fully manifest independently, doing so to manually adjust parts of the forest and/or retrieve Clergy members. His presence frightens wildlife away and creates an unsettling quiet for a long while;

Morell is still in charge of cooking, even if that cooking is just meat from his catches and snacks sometimes. He sulked about not being allowed to take half the kitchen with him;

Stitches has taken over more times than usual in this environment, his shenanigans usually rob the others of sleep;

When Santi is particularly hungry but not having any luck, he'll eat actual food out of boredom and coping;

Everyone wants in on your tent frequently, and you might have to rotate- Santi gets more time because he does need to eat regularly, something he flexes about;

Sybastian. Ideally, he'd sooner dispatch of your partner, but if they manage to get on his nerves well enough, Sybastian is cruel enough to incapacitate them and lay claim to you in the open. It's more primal than the others, less about actively mocking your spouse and more about genuinely overriding your previous bond- As if the act alone could do such. Watch him force your spouse's mouth open only to make them clean you out. A parting gift, really.

Nebul. He'll force you into a state so pliant and submissive in front of your own spouse. Their body will be too heavy and their mind too sluggish to do anything but watch. Nebul is mercilessly demeaning, showing you off to your own spouse, simply sitting there as you worship him, and your partner can hardly drag their arms out. Notice how you don't even plea for the life of your spouse. You think they're so insignificant in the face of your new master that they could die right now and you wouldn't notice, let alone care.

Fank-e. To say he's a tormenting menace here is an understatement. Fank-e doesn't necessarily do this in front of your spouse, so much as they are constantly harassed by videos of you getting the brains railed out of you with a speed only a machine can achieve. A machine you cling to and moan love for. Photos and clips of you fucking yourself on Fank-e's numerous attachments, of you ruined and exhausted but so satisfied. Of him gripping the softness of your ass as a load that does not belong to your partner oozes out of puffed orifices. They can block as many numbers as they want, they'll even get calls where the only sound is your labored panting and the shlick of Fank-e's fingers working on your folds. 1T 5UCK5 2 5uCK! :]]

Grimbly... You know he's not normal about it. You know he's hard as a rock for every second of it and that he'll get himself sick from neglecting blood intake in favor of breast milk. Grimbly will massacre you for more, there will be indents of his fangs on your nipples, he'll suck you dry in a way a vampire typically wouldn't and might honestly need to burp himself afterwards. This freak is in heaven and your pepperonis are sore.

Santi is performative. Milk isn't nutritious to him in any way, he has no desire to consume milk, but he does like the depravity of it. The idea of taking advantage of such sore breasts, of getting stained from it and licking you clean when you start to leak. If you happen to humor some of his role-playing shenanigans, he'd enjoy pretending to milk his favorite "cow". For what it's worth, it may not do anything to him, but the incubus enjoys the flavor. He... Has induced lactation on himself before, so if you ever express the slightest interest in that, there's nothing as weirdly kinky as mutual lactation?

Patches is thrilled for a variety of reasons, some sexual some not. First and foremost, he does love to see the way your breasts change and swell, loves telling you how much more sensitive you've become and how the production of milk is such a fascinating biological function. This man may have a boner with his hands around your tits, but he's also telling you about the incredible properties of human milk very excitedly. In fact, he wants to use your milk for some of his experiments. Trust him, it's a complex compound that comes in handy. It also tastes good and he'd like to have some himself please please pl-

Nebul finds this to be an exciting new way he can not just objectify you, but take ownership of you. Making you lactate is a show of the wraith's power over your body. He delights in coordinating when, how and where you're drained- And though he cannot drink it himself, he sells your breast milk, makes you hand it to the clients yourself, proudly displaying his beautiful, obedient sow of a pearl. In fact, products containing your milk will sell very well, you may get milked in front of an audience at some point. He's so very proud of his useful little pet.

Belo feels depraved by wasting your breast milk. This is, after all, an important substance for raising infants. It takes a toll on your body to make such! Who is he to take any of that for himself? Not that the angel can consume it to begin with. After the initial chastity period, Belo will very gently volunteer to relieve your breasts from time to time, and reminds you to take extra zealous care of your body during this time. The angel will always fluster and sweat when allowed to handle your boobs, but he promises to be helpful and serve you during this time. He doesn't want to embarrass you, but one eye will always betray him and trail any leak that shows up.

Vinnel is cruel about it. He likes that you're so sensitive, it makes it all the much easier to run up behind you and squeeze the soul out of your tits- The pain is immeasurable, but the scream and ensuing mess have Vinnel so hard he might just rip through his suit. He'll ease up eventually, key word being eventually. Vinnel is very careful with directly breastfeeding off you, but you can catch him drinking your milk with a straw like it's a break snack. He makes no secret of his delight, and although always a little rough when extracting it, he doesn't truly want to cause much trouble in your organism during this time.

Sybastian thinks it's so cool you can just do that. Food whenever? Very useful. Although he'd rather let the mimiclings have it first (it's quite nutritious, even for his kind), he eventually likes putting your whole breasts in his maw and licking at you idly, a massive tongue massaging milk into his maw like the hedonistic beast he is. Certainly, he's tenting his loincloth and would like to stuff his cock in you as he drains you, but this is enough on its own. This mimic will gorge himself on every drop of milk you have to offer, then sleep like he's the baby.

Fank-e finds this so weird and cool. Squishies are incredible. He's particularly interested in healthy ways to stimulate it. While he does recommend selling it at some point, he's not above wanting to make a mess of you just to further thrill himself with the marvels of your organic body. He finds it sexy and exotic that you'd let him waste it, that you'd coat his synthetic cock in milk with a tit job just because you can, because you're his squishy.

Lacai can and will use pheromones often, but sometimes, it's a bit of a challenge to use other means of getting someone into his hands. Drinks? Oh, he can afford some of the best, he knows places where the ambiance is just right and every glass is served to aesthetic perfection. Oh, just another one, Lacai promises that next one looks even more gorgeous. Take a photo of it, post it somewhere. Not many people get the privilege. One moment you're looking at your drink, the next the world is spinning and his tongue is inside your mouth.

Fasma is a bum. Misery loooves company. He's such a piece of shit for dragging a pretty thing like you down with him. Really, you've got a lot to look forward to, kid. You're not like him. But if there's anyone he'd love to have some drinks with, it'd be you. You're just too gorgeous, let him treat you to the finer stuff, make this old man some company. He's totally not grinning watching you get wasted, totally not going to slip his fingers into your skirt and watch you slump all open. Yer such a lightweight, he'd feel bad stealing from you even if he didn't like you.

Liter is heavy into alcohol. You're talking about the slime that got Gallon into his craft. Liter plies anyone he likes with drink and good vibes, he's a great talker too, so you're bound to stick around. While he's careful not to give you something crazy, what he does offer is sure to have you blackout hammered. It burns your throat but it burns so good, doesn't it? Yeah that one gets him in a mood too. You poor thing, come closer, he'll hold you so you don't fall, inside him...

Shags isn't a drinker. Buuuut, he shares a similar fascination to Fank-e, in a less intense manner. There's something about seeing the way you transform before his very own eyes, Shags always stocks up on the drinks you like, excitedly following your drunken rambling and engaging in your shenanigans. Please, have all you like, he can afford it, and it makes him so happy to see you so satisfied. Even the way you hold the glass is beautiful... He waits until you pass out somewhere, and promptly lets all his built up arousal seep off him like waves. You're in good hands, rest well...

Caius does enjoy getting blood drunk. And here's a funny thing- You don't even need alcohol to get drunk with him. Just let him feed a little too long and you'll see, that funny little lightheaded feeling that takes you over. He does so love caressing you in that state, singing your praises. Caius does, however, like joining festivities with his own drink, though always encourages you to have more with a blood-soaked grin. Oh what a joy you are like this! He loves jolly people- You're a magnet. And may the heavens damn him if the Magister isn't making the most out of it. Dance, dance with him...

Vorticia is a refined woman -When she's not pigging out at the table- She's incredibly fond of Gluttony's wines and whiskeys and all that good stuff. Flavored alcohol is especially to her tastes, and she knows you'll enjoy it too, you have an eye for this after all. There's nothing like long conversations across the halls, watching you stumble on shaky legs like a doe, until the Queen is carrying you to your chambers, still holding a glass to your lips. Doesn't she spoil you? Don't you like this?

Dishonorable mentions

Mooncalf. Everyone knows fae are indulgent, trapping you with food is common, but so is offering good alcohol. While Mooncalf is not typically the fae type you'd associate with liquor and such, he still delights in occasionally getting you drunk. You already belong to him, so why not celebrate, always?! Be jolly, be wild, be crazy with him, dance like a butterfly under the moonlight with him!

Rinx. He loves to watch you eat, he also loves to watch you drink, no wonder he likes watching you get drunk too. He's more excited and curious than aroused, but it's only a matter of time until he starts pawing at you, particularly if you're the type of drunk that gets a little frisky.

Patches and Stitches. One is a desperate opportunist, the other just likes to embarrass you, a match made in anything but heaven. Patches will subtly keep edging you new drinks, Stitches sloshes shots in his head and dunks them into your mouth like a horror show. You're wobbling your way into their hands regardless of who's piloting....