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 Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 10:19 am
 The doll that became human accomplished a great feat... Armand leaned back on the couch, resolving to ignoring everybody. For some reason, he suddenly wasn't in the mood for talking, although it probably had something to do with the fact that his test subject was frolicking with somebody on the other side of the room. That and the fact that his scalpel had been taken away, so he couldn't even perform his experiments without something sharp.
Sulking, he turned his head away from the group and stared at the TV, trying to figure out what was going on in the show, some animated thing that he had never seen before. Somehow it managed to keep his attention, that is, until the newbie arrived. Hearing the screaming he turned to see what was going on, his eyes focused on the scene, in particular the blood that was around. When the man finally collapsed on the couch, he got up to look at the blood. At that moment, the twins from earlier came in, but he ignored them. Walking over to the blood that was on the door, he poked it with the index finger of his right hand, picking some up on his finger and sticking it in his mouth. Not that that did much, he couldn't taste, never had been able to.
His expression gleeful, he turned to the boy who had crashed on the couch, barely noticing that the girl had sat on top of him. "You bleed!" he exclaimed, "That's exciting! But disappointing at the same time.. But I guess that means you're not useful as a test subject.." He tried to walk over, but his jerky movement caused him to fall. With a frown, he sat up, but did not stand, waiting for the boy's answer.
But the doll that believed it was human in the first place? It's simply deceiving itself. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX﹌ |{OOC: I'm back!!}| ﹌ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX  
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 11:06 pm
 . Tim lied there on the couch thinking about why they where doing this to him. 'He wasn't a good guy by any accounts but he didn't deserve this, she cheated on him so it was fair to cut her up, right? It wasn't messy for them, he made sure that it was a clean job. They said she didn't cheat but Tim knew they were lying to just put him there, they had to be. Who was she talking to, WHO?!' Tim continued to think while being completely oblivious to what was going on around him as usual. He was about to sleep when he felt a light pressure on his lower back, he looked over to see a young girl sitting on him, and another younger boy standing on guard. He simply ignored her and laid face down until she mentioned that he the fact was bleeding. Tim put his hand on his head and felt the warm and coagulating blood the gash on his forehead was pumping out" I guess your right. Who are you? Whats with the other kid? And why are you on my back?" He said as he laid in the blood soak cushion facing them now. Tim was wondering how much blood was spilled in this place when his train of thought was broken when he heard somebody break the silence. He looked over to see the others on the couches and now a person walking towards him. The man was young looking but kept rambling to him self, but when he mentioned Tim being a test subject that got his attention. Tim jerked up throwing the girl on his back off balance, he stood up and walked over to the boy and outstretched his hand which was now covered in blood, " I'm Tim." He kept his arm outstretched awaiting for the boys response
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 4:36 pm
The doll that became human accomplished a great feat... Armand looked up at the boy and cautiously stuck out his hand in return. Taking the boy's hand, he shook it briefly as he had seen others do when meeting people. "I am Armand." he stated with a nod, as though affirming it to himself at the same time, reminding himself once again that he did indeed exist and that he was 'human' "Armand Orzel"
He looked at Tim, examining him, from head to foot, his hand still clutching that of the boy's. Without warning, he pulled himself to his feet and, after a moment of standing unbalanced, managed to right himself so that he didn't appear as though he were about to fall over again. He tilted his head as he stared at the bleeding gash on Tim's head, and wondered if he should offer to sew it up, of course, he would have to find something to use as a needle but....
His eyes, like his thoughts, turned to his own stitches. They certainly seemed to be holding up well, which was to be expected, he was the one who had made them after all. There was a problem though, he had no idea how good the medical personnel in this place were at stitches, and he couldn't continue his experiments if they weren't any good at it. Of if he didn't have access to a sharp object, but he would deal with the latter problem later; right now, he had a chance to the first one. "You should really get that cut looked at." he told Tim, "Perhaps we should go to their medical center together?"
But the doll that believed it was human in the first place? It's simply deceiving itself. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX﹌ |{OOC: }| ﹌ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 11:20 pm
Tim realized the boy had grabbed his hand he was already starting to zone out of the situation. When the boy spoke Tim grasped his name and replied with " Nice to meet you Armand. Need a lift?" He helped him up and saw him quickly begin to stumble again but before Tim could offer the boy help the boy seemed to correct his footing and stood up strait. Shortly after the boy got his footing he began to stare at Tim. Tim looked at the boy who was looking him over " What the ******** are you looking at?' He said under his breath thinking he was judging him and it was beginning to anger him. When he began to ball his hand into a fist, Armand brought up the fact that he had a gash in his forehead that was still bleeding, Tim felt it and felt the warm blood still pumping out of the wound. When Armand offered to go the medical wing, Tim replied in a irritated fashion " No. Its fine." He said as he was licking his fingers, " It will clot eventually. But thanks for the worry." Tim said as he turned around heading back to the couch in which he saw the twins, " Forgot to introduce myself, I'm Tim. Sorry for the throw earlier."
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