002 ☼ (voice)/(action)/(forward-dated to early tomorrow, ty holidays)
[ Damon is leaning up against his apartment building, nursing a bloody stomach wound that is slowly closing and still leaving a lot of blood on the designer shirt of his GODDAMN YOU, CITY and groaning at the feeling.
It's healing slower than a normal wound to a vampire wound due to the nature of how he received it, but there's one thing that's obvious -- he was impaled. Luckily, though, the bruising from the trampling is gone already. (Feel free to stumble upon him.) He gives a loud groan that's caught by the device as he pulls it out to start complaining. ]
Anyone want to tell me how to get in touch with animal control? I must have missed the page in the brochure where settling down was like inviting myself to get assaulted by My Little Pony. [ The way he emphasizes 'assaulted' makes it clear how ridiculous he finds the whole thing. ]
[ooc; when unicorns attack. ]
It's healing slower than a normal wound to a vampire wound due to the nature of how he received it, but there's one thing that's obvious -- he was impaled. Luckily, though, the bruising from the trampling is gone already. (Feel free to stumble upon him.) He gives a loud groan that's caught by the device as he pulls it out to start complaining. ]
Anyone want to tell me how to get in touch with animal control? I must have missed the page in the brochure where settling down was like inviting myself to get assaulted by My Little Pony. [ The way he emphasizes 'assaulted' makes it clear how ridiculous he finds the whole thing. ]
[ooc; when unicorns attack. ]