Maybe I Do 🥺✌🏻 So Like Let’s Hold Hands? ✨✨

I... am Frank Stone

Your name will now be changed to Crispman Carter. No one likes the name Herman anyways.

WELL EXCUSE YOU! THE NAME HERMAN SUITS ME WELL!

Cumogorgon

You know, I was expecting this. I knew this was going to happen ever since I posted about the demogorgon. But god when it finally happened it hit me like a truck. -MUN

WHO DROPPED THE DEMOGORGON IN THE CUM BUCKET????? WHAT THE FUCK?????

does a little groove in your general direction. do you have any thoughts on mono, the little boy with a paper bag on his head? ive seen him around a bit and idk if you have as well but i jus wanna know if u got any thoughts on him !!! -someone, i hope

Never heard of him. 

((Oops, I repeated myself twice I’m so sorry, made that early in the morning lmao, I’ll try and keep myself from doing that again))

Herman sighed, nodding along to what Sally was saying, “[It’s a duality of sorts,]” he leaned back, looking back up at the ceiling, “[I don’t want to feed the bitch.... But I really don’t want to get... let’s call it punished... again.]” He reached over to the files pulling them to the center of the desk, “[Did you know the entity’s claw feels like fire?]” looking back up at Sally, “[It’s this never ending burning feeling as it stabs into you! Oh how I wish I had the survivors ability to forget when they die... to be healed after every encounter!]” he let out an almost angry sounding chuckle as for a moment the even more sparks started to jump off him. “[Oh but no! It feeds off the anger of the killers.... it feels off the pure hell it puts our minds through! OH HOW I WANT TO CRUSH THAT THING!]” he laughed, before quickly catching himself.

“Ahem [My apologizes!]” The sparks started to slow down as he took a deep breath opening up this file, starting to pick up some of the papers looking through them... “[At least you have the mental will to hold on for a little bit longer than most. Either I go full bloodlust, experimenting on whoever’s closet. Or sometimes I just hold it in until I quite literally burst! A forced static blast isn’t fun.]” He read over one of the papers, before putting it beside the folder.

He looked up from the papers in his hands, tilting his head at her, “[...... Hm, I could see how you could get used to it but... you said your memory is getting worse? Tell me, is it like strange gaps in your memory or... just normal?]”

"It's been a while since I've seen you around Herman, how have you been? I'm guessing you've been keeping yourself entertained with your 'experiments'?" Sally approached the doctor in his own realm, having needed a change of scenery from her own.

@crotus-prenn-specter

Herman looked up from the stack of papers on his desk, almost surprised to see Sally. He adjusted his shattered reading glasses his smile almost widening, his words echoing in her head, “[Why... isn’t this a surprise! Sally Smithson...  Nice to see you again.]”  Herman put the papers to the side, straightening his posture, “[I’ve been..... Decent. Just a lot happening here. If you didn’t notice, my territory has once again been vandalized by the edgy group of Teenagers. What do they call themselves again? Legion?]” he shrugged, chuckling to himself. “[But that’s beside the point. My experiments have been going very well! All sorts of new discoveries! How about you been Mrs. Simithson?]” @crotus-prenn-specter

Log 2:

I don’t know what to think, every trail is the same thing... I’m getting bored. Of course hearing those lab rats scream is amusing, yes.... but I need more. Not more trials, no.... I need more freedom in the Fog... I need to explore this hell we call our home. What’s out there.... is there an exit....

anyways he got control for a bit but I put a stop to it

he’s just a bit sleepy now :3

PROJECTING THIS INTO YOUR MIND YUMMY YUMMY YUM YUM