the forest was quiet as usual til what sounded like a storm opened up from a small circle a few feet off the ground, complete with lightening flash off and striking trees but as quickly as the the ‘storm’ started, it ended, leaving only a few burn marks and a broken man on the ground -(sending this again cause i know tumblitch eats asks) dedmax, a starter for jon!

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Carlos went out into the storm with his equipment, since the weather was really interesting around Sleepy Peak Peak (what, with Spooky island and that one side of the lake always being covered in dark, foreboding clouds).

As he approached one of the locations of a lightning strike however he paused, seeing a person on the ground. Oh no – did it strike someone?

Carlos hurried over and dropped his equipment to the side to start inspecting the body for life.

“He-hello? Hello, can you hear me? Sir?”

he groaned weakly, barely opening his eyes before trying to sit up “Where am I.. What happened-” he hissed in pain, tightly holding his side as blood started to soak through his clothes

Oh, thank God – he’s alive.

“You’re in a forest… you may have been struck by lightning. Where do you hurt? Where’s the wound?”

Carlos went through the pockets of his labcoat for some fresh rubber gloves and his first aid kit.

J: “Everywhere and maybe..” he glanced at the other and squinted slightly “… Why are their two of You..? What world is this..” he sighed softly, putting a trembling hand on his head as he curled his tail around himself

Carlos frowned at him. “No, there’s one of me,” he said. “You may have hit your head. You’re in Sleepy Peak – or, the forest next to the town. I’m not sure what this universe’s designation is though, if that’s what you’re asking.”

Carlos snapped on his gloves. “Okay. Let’s try and find the source of the blood…” He started to reach for the other’s shirt, but stopped. “May I? You look like you’re bleeding from your side, but I want to know if you’re okay with me examining.”

J: “If You think You can stop it then go ahead..” he leans back slightly, glancing around “.. Where’s lightening..? There was none a minute ago..”

“The storm stopped,” Carlos said. “Or, at least it receded back to the island and that other camp on the other side of the lake.” He lifted the other man’s shirt as carefully as he could, looking for the wound among the sticky blood making the shirt cling to his skin.

the forest was quiet as usual til what sounded like a storm opened up from a small circle a few feet off the ground, complete with lightening flash off and striking trees but as quickly as the the ‘storm’ started, it ended, leaving only a few burn marks and a broken man on the ground -(sending this again cause i know tumblitch eats asks) dedmax, a starter for jon!

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Carlos went out into the storm with his equipment, since the weather was really interesting around Sleepy Peak Peak (what, with Spooky island and that one side of the lake always being covered in dark, foreboding clouds).

As he approached one of the locations of a lightning strike however he paused, seeing a person on the ground. Oh no – did it strike someone?

Carlos hurried over and dropped his equipment to the side to start inspecting the body for life.

“He-hello? Hello, can you hear me? Sir?”

he groaned weakly, barely opening his eyes before trying to sit up “Where am I.. What happened-” he hissed in pain, tightly holding his side as blood started to soak through his clothes

Oh, thank God – he’s alive.

“You’re in a forest… you may have been struck by lightning. Where do you hurt? Where’s the wound?”

Carlos went through the pockets of his labcoat for some fresh rubber gloves and his first aid kit.

J: “Everywhere and maybe..” he glanced at the other and squinted slightly “… Why are their two of You..? What world is this..” he sighed softly, putting a trembling hand on his head as he curled his tail around himself

Carlos frowned at him. “No, there’s one of me,” he said. “You may have hit your head. You’re in Sleepy Peak – or, the forest next to the town. I’m not sure what this universe’s designation is though, if that’s what you’re asking.”

Carlos snapped on his gloves. “Okay. Let’s try and find the source of the blood…” He started to reach for the other’s shirt, but stopped. “May I? You look like you’re bleeding from your side, but I want to know if you’re okay with me examining.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

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“Um,”
That was actually extremely dangerous but Skip wasn’t about to go off,
“Sure, do you want me to do that now?” He was honestly unsure of what
these people were expecting, and the way Carlos phrased this was as if
they were preforming a show for a kid. But Skip’s hypnotism wasn’t for
the faint of heart.

“No, no, this afternoon,” Carlos said. “I still need to meet with the Literal Rock Band today to discuss a new single release, and everyone else has work to do. In the meantime, you can hang around. Get a bite to eat…” Carlos paused. He laughed, halfway nervous but still pretty amused by the comment. “Heh, geddit? ‘Bite’? Heh heh, but seriously. We have plenty of blood bags in the fridge. Go ahead and grab one.”

Skip didn’t exactly find Carlos’ poor joke amusing but played along just to please him, he nodded at the offer and hurriedly made off to the kitchen. All of this was just readily available for him now?

What a deal. He thought as he folded up a blood bag, and sunk his fangs into it to begin drinking.

Skip must’ve been hungry, Carlos thought to himself. He followed after the vampire and leaned against the counter once he was inside the room.

“Can I ask… since you didn’t actually answer me, um… Why do you want to stop drinking? If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine, just tell me. But I’m very curious.”

Skip glanced up from the packet of blood, his droopy grey eyes batting innocently before pulling away from the packet and licking his fangs. “Because.. It’s kind of like an addiction.. But I can’t shake it at all, it’s not like there’s a AA group or anything you know?” He laughed softly.

“People get hurt by me.. I need to put a stop to it.”

Carlos blinked at him. “Really?” he asked. “I thought you did this with consent. How do people get hurt?”

“Oh- no, of course it’s consented.. I would never drink from someone unless I had their permission,” He explained again, leaning against the table. “Sometimes they don’t tell me to stop, and I drink past their limit and they pass out, or I’ll cling to them for a while and sneak heavy drinks every hour.. it’s too much.”

“Ah. So it’s really unhealthy… for everyone involved,” Carlos said. “I gotcha… Have you ever tried stopping it before?”

“No,” Skip muttered in an embarrassed tone, letting his eyes fall to the packet again. “Usually it’s fine- but I’ve been getting hungrier..”

“Right… you had two whole pints of blood last night, and another today. THat’s… not usual for you, is it?”

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

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“Um,”
That was actually extremely dangerous but Skip wasn’t about to go off,
“Sure, do you want me to do that now?” He was honestly unsure of what
these people were expecting, and the way Carlos phrased this was as if
they were preforming a show for a kid. But Skip’s hypnotism wasn’t for
the faint of heart.

“No, no, this afternoon,” Carlos said. “I still need to meet with the Literal Rock Band today to discuss a new single release, and everyone else has work to do. In the meantime, you can hang around. Get a bite to eat…” Carlos paused. He laughed, halfway nervous but still pretty amused by the comment. “Heh, geddit? ‘Bite’? Heh heh, but seriously. We have plenty of blood bags in the fridge. Go ahead and grab one.”

Skip didn’t exactly find Carlos’ poor joke amusing but played along just to please him, he nodded at the offer and hurriedly made off to the kitchen. All of this was just readily available for him now?

What a deal. He thought as he folded up a blood bag, and sunk his fangs into it to begin drinking.

Skip must’ve been hungry, Carlos thought to himself. He followed after the vampire and leaned against the counter once he was inside the room.

“Can I ask… since you didn’t actually answer me, um… Why do you want to stop drinking? If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine, just tell me. But I’m very curious.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

“Um,”
That was actually extremely dangerous but Skip wasn’t about to go off,
“Sure, do you want me to do that now?” He was honestly unsure of what
these people were expecting, and the way Carlos phrased this was as if
they were preforming a show for a kid. But Skip’s hypnotism wasn’t for
the faint of heart.

“No, no, this afternoon,” Carlos said. “I still need to meet with the Literal Rock Band today to discuss a new single release, and everyone else has work to do. In the meantime, you can hang around. Get a bite to eat…” Carlos paused. He laughed, halfway nervous but still pretty amused by the comment. “Heh, geddit? ‘Bite’? Heh heh, but seriously. We have plenty of blood bags in the fridge. Go ahead and grab one.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

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“Could
you?” He pressed curiously, “What like some kind of diet pills or
something?” He joked lightly and shuffled a bit, tucking his hands into
his pants.

Carlos pressed his lips together a bit in thought. “I’m not sure,” he admitted. “I would like to know a little bit more about your physiology to see what I can do, but of course you’ve already proven to be a challenging study. I just need to find out if there’s even a way to get a drug into your body. Your lack of blood will make it near impossible to spread.” Carlos’ gaze drifted off as he started to thin. “Hm… maybe if I give it to you in the blood, since your body seems to absorb that so easily… Hm, yes, it can be done…”

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

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At
the looks on their faces, he blushed and smiled like any good performer
would as he bowed to the audience. He took a free seat close to the
front, deciding not to look at the free food that wanted to be
hypnotized.

“I’m fine- I’m sorry.. I didn’t realize I had to be here at a certain time, have you already discussed what you want to happen?”

“Well, I was just telling everyone about you. And most all of us are excited for the experiment in hypnotism,” Carlos said with a grin. “Skip, do you have any plans tonight?”

“Plans? N-no, I don’t.” He lied, hoping he could text Earl to cancel soon or else it would be considered being stood up. Skip wasn’t that heartless. He tapped his foot, blushing at the idea that Carlos had told all about him.

“So- did you all have something in mind? Any limitations or boundaries you’re worried about?”

“Well, I’m sure the limits are different for everyone,” Carlos said, looking at the other scientists. “But I think when they volunteer they can tell you about it on an individual basis. But the main limit I have is that this is just for observing your hypnotism abilities, as well as for fun. So I just ask that you stick to that.” Carlos smiled at him. “I know this is short-notice and all, so I really do hope that tonight is alright with you.”

The vampire shook his head and strung up a cheerful smile, “Oh- really, no worries. I get short notices from my team all the time, it’s nothing new I promise.” He assured as he made a dismissive gesture, and allowed his eyes to scan the room.

Surely, these people knew what they were getting into.

“If that’s everything, we’ll all go ahead and get back to work,” Carlos then explained to the rest of the team. “We’ll wrap up early today and I’ll set up to observe and the rest of us can be prepared to have fun.”

With that, the scientists started to disperse with a loud murmur and Carlos went over to Skip.

“So, how are you?” Carlos asked. “I asked earlier, but I don’t think you said…”

He allowed himself to drop the overly excited persona, his eyes looked tired as one gazed into them but not over worked, simply stressed.

“Honestly, I’m not too good.. I’m really stressing out about what I should do with Earl- though that doesn’t have anything to do with this..” He shifted the subject, “I’m trying new tactics to quit drinking blood so much.. but- they’re all for nothing.”

Carlos’ smile dropped. “New tactics to quit?” he asked. “Really? Is it just not working for you?”

Though even as Carlos asked, he could sort of understand. It must be difficult finding blood that would be given to a vampire willingly.

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

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The
acrobat hummed and nodded as he sucked down the packet, squeezing the
blood up closer to his thirsty fangs. “Jake tastes real good- d-do you
think I could have some more, before we leave to hypnotize your team..?”

Carlos looked to Skip with slight surprise. “Uh… you sure? That’s a whole pint, you know. Is… do you need more?” Skip must’ve really been hungry. Did he not eat lunch with Earl?

That slight glance of doubt made Skip more than uneasy and he hurriedly set the Now empty bag aside, bringing his feet together nervously as he mumbled and fidgeted. “N-no.. I don’t need it. I want it.”

Carlos noticed Skip’s sudden nerves. “Oh – I’m sorry. I was just expressing worry because… well, I perceive that as a lot of blood. But I don’t know about vampire eating habits. I was just worried that it might make you sick or something. Sure, you can have some more.” Carlos smiled at him.

So the vampire greedily held out his hand for another bag of blood, eyes wide and dialated heavily. “P-please?” He asked quietly, much like a fanged puppy.

“Yeah, sure,” Carlos said. He opened the fridge again and got another one of Jake’s pints – an older one, but only by a few days. He offered it to Skip. “Check the date and see if that’s okay for you,” he said.

Skip barely glanced it over before folding over the tab again, and puncturing the plastic to suck down the thick blood, squeezing the packet and hungrily slurping on it. “When are your other lab workers supposed to be here?”

“Well, some of them have a day off today,” Carlos said. “So probably tomorrow. I’ll present the idea of a hypnotism show in the morning and see how they all like it.”

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

The
acrobat hummed and nodded as he sucked down the packet, squeezing the
blood up closer to his thirsty fangs. “Jake tastes real good- d-do you
think I could have some more, before we leave to hypnotize your team..?”

Carlos looked to Skip with slight surprise. “Uh… you sure? That’s a whole pint, you know. Is… do you need more?” Skip must’ve really been hungry. Did he not eat lunch with Earl?

That slight glance of doubt made Skip more than uneasy and he hurriedly set the Now empty bag aside, bringing his feet together nervously as he mumbled and fidgeted. “N-no.. I don’t need it. I want it.”

Carlos noticed Skip’s sudden nerves. “Oh – I’m sorry. I was just expressing worry because… well, I perceive that as a lot of blood. But I don’t know about vampire eating habits. I was just worried that it might make you sick or something. Sure, you can have some more.” Carlos smiled at him.

So the vampire greedily held out his hand for another bag of blood, eyes wide and dialated heavily. “P-please?” He asked quietly, much like a fanged puppy.

“Yeah, sure,” Carlos said. He opened the fridge again and got another one of Jake’s pints – an older one, but only by a few days. He offered it to Skip. “Check the date and see if that’s okay for you,” he said.

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

The
acrobat hummed and nodded as he sucked down the packet, squeezing the
blood up closer to his thirsty fangs. “Jake tastes real good- d-do you
think I could have some more, before we leave to hypnotize your team..?”

Carlos looked to Skip with slight surprise. “Uh… you sure? That’s a whole pint, you know. Is… do you need more?” Skip must’ve really been hungry. Did he not eat lunch with Earl?

That slight glance of doubt made Skip more than uneasy and he hurriedly set the Now empty bag aside, bringing his feet together nervously as he mumbled and fidgeted. “N-no.. I don’t need it. I want it.”

Carlos noticed Skip’s sudden nerves. “Oh – I’m sorry. I was just expressing worry because… well, I perceive that as a lot of blood. But I don’t know about vampire eating habits. I was just worried that it might make you sick or something. Sure, you can have some more.” Carlos smiled at him.