Intro | No Event | BYOA
Goddamn his head is foggy. As his eyes slowly open, he can't seem to recall how he got here, nor where he left his equipment-
-hold up. His vision goes red, partially due to the room's garish decor (what is up with the art, anyways?) and partially because his head is bleeding. Stumbling towards the closest mirror, he notes the wound is superficial at most. In addition, his Demonica (the odd green suit he normally wears) is still on, despte the fact that the helmet and neck units are missing.
Folding and placing a pillowcase on the cut, he gingerly steps into the hall, cautiously glancing about as he moves.
[OOC: This will likely be CR, though smut with females is acceptable (and likely non-consentual on his end). Castmates are loved (as well as anyone from any SMT-verse), though anyone is fine!
No typical bathroom kinks, though a little bit of gore is fine, as long as it isn't too graphic or permenant.]
-hold up. His vision goes red, partially due to the room's garish decor (what is up with the art, anyways?) and partially because his head is bleeding. Stumbling towards the closest mirror, he notes the wound is superficial at most. In addition, his Demonica (the odd green suit he normally wears) is still on, despte the fact that the helmet and neck units are missing.
Folding and placing a pillowcase on the cut, he gingerly steps into the hall, cautiously glancing about as he moves.
[OOC: This will likely be CR, though smut with females is acceptable (and likely non-consentual on his end). Castmates are loved (as well as anyone from any SMT-verse), though anyone is fine!
No typical bathroom kinks, though a little bit of gore is fine, as long as it isn't too graphic or permenant.]