I got fuckin' bored in tha clinic. Ask 'way.
I might be working on a Medical Doctorate again. I don't want to hear no sass.
((This is a Vamp!Worth. Not associated with Dead of Night. However, Dok is not going to make it blatantly obvious he's a vamp.
I OWN NO ART/GIFS. ))
((And Dok hurting himself upsets Ples, but if they ever got into a physical confrontation about it, or if Ples tried to physically restrain Dok from doing it, Ples would lose. *paps dok* *PAPS SARAH*))
(( well fuck me [sits] it’s all just a mess ))
pssssssssssssssssssssssssssssst
because if he thinks tiben’s gone and done something he’ll toss him in a closet or a ditch for time out
that’s why
to be fair, he’d still hide the body
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tiktiktikboom: ((I feel like the only reasonable thing Ples could see to do is let Dok burn his fuse. And he would try to get him to eat real blood.)) | (( Dok’s way of burning a fuse used to be destroying half the contents of his clinic until he sufficiently hurt himself. He needs a new ‘wreck room’, snort. He does need to eat real blood more often. Egh. [paps Dok] )) |
(fffff why you two so adorables?)
(( ask al and buggers because idek
[FLIPS YOU INTO AN OCEAN]
PLZ
PLZ
AL
IT WAS JUST SO I COULD TAG IT
AS CANON FOR PEOPLE TO KNOW HIS REASONS FOR GOING BACK TO SCHOLL
D;LFKJAF I DIDN’LKAFA
NO W I HAVE FEELZ AND THIS IS NOT OAIKY OMF
((Oh, sorry. You don’t have to reply. If it’s just a conversation, it can end there.))
(( oh sure. inflict massive feels nbd u u u u uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
[paps, snugs, goes back to sitting] ))
[FLIPS YOU INTO AN OCEAN]
PLZ
PLZ
AL
IT WAS JUST SO I COULD TAG IT
AS CANON FOR PEOPLE TO KNOW HIS REASONS FOR GOING BACK TO SCHOLL
D;LFKJAF I DIDN’LKAFA
NO W I HAVE FEELZ AND THIS IS NOT OAIKY OMF
Veser didn’t take long to follow that voice back through the house to the kitchen. His stomach was growling loud enough that Dok probably could have heard it before he’d left the bedroom.
“Shit man, I’ll eat any fucking thing you got. What’s that thing.. beggers can’t be choosers right?” He probably really would eat anything that Dok offered him, even vegetables, although he hated those.
Dok gave a snort and put a couple waffles in the toaster to keep Veser tided over in that case. He’d make some more food than that.
“We got all tha kinds o’ fuckin’ tea under tha rainbow, milk, OJ, ‘n’ orange koolaid. Haff yer pick.” Dok motioned to the fridge with a hand and took a glass down for him to use. Setting it on the table.
He wasn’t a maid, Veser could get his own drink.
dokworthless said: “Ifin’ ya wanna burn a place down, ge’ up. Feedja then we’ll go. If no’ ge’ back up on tha bed ‘least ‘fore ya pass back out.”
Veser got up to his feet and rubbed at his eyes for a second. “I’m up. What we’re you planning on feeding me?” Yes, his first concern was food. He was feeling incredibly hungry right about now though. He hadn’t eaten in a couple days at least and the last thing he had eaten had been thrown up on the floor at Worth’s.
“Wha’e’er tha fuck ya wan’. I picked sum shit up.” He leaned out of the doorway to go make his way back to the kitchen. “Pro’lly tha leas’ likely ta burn pancakes ‘n’ waffles. Eggs ‘re tha mos’ likely.” He made sure he was loud enough to heard.
