Alistair White
@onescratchOfmany
I have gained a fondness for timeline hopping. My master is missing, I suppose I am a renegade now. Otherwise known as Doc Scratch. My beloved: @eternitysShylock
Very well. Here goes. My type is tall, hulking and unconventionally dashing. He is rough, mean and crass, yet intelligent and, on occasion, a sweetheart. He is also possessive, just how I like it, and will say it how it is. But most importantly, my type is -mine-.
Oh, so we are discussing types today. Perhaps I will share my type, but it will more than likely turn into a sort of vague post about a certain someone.
Ah. It seems one of my men has found himself in a positively precarious position. Little does he know, a slim chance of escape is what will greet him. Unless, of course, he were to ask his loving, doting boss for assistance. What say you, @itChy .
I mean, you will not be getting out of your current situation without assistance. Assistance that can only be provided by a certain all-powerful, yet humble and brilliant Doctor. In the end, the choice is yours, but I would consider making that choice quickly. We would not want the Entities catching you.
YEAH WELL. Well. ILL FUCKING GET BACK TO YOU. I'm on my way deeper into this maze, so. Fuck off!!!
Who would like to hear my Tragic Backstory which justifies my behaviours.
Oh to be adored, one feeling I will truly never grow tired of. Among the chaos, the insanity and the endless vision of past and future, knowing that I belong to somebody is a solid home to return to each day.
(oof, my docposting has been lackluster lately. I'm really not myself atm. If anyone wants to interact w him in something more akin to paragraph writing etc, feel free to DM me, finding one on one a bit easier at the moment)
To feel normal, human emotions again. I have felt nothing but pure hedonism, amusement and some occasional irritation. Tonight, I felt something different. It caught me by surprise, enough to form a few tears. A sense of... Loss? Over what, I am still figuring this out. I would like a hug.
For the record, I will not be attending Eridan Week nor any related festivities. I have scheduled a Self Care week, instead.
I will make a deal with anyone willing to partake. If you manage to bring me to climax, with no gratuitous violence, I will grant you anything you desire, within my power, in return. I am serious. #nsfw
I will be back to my normal antics on here soon. For a taster: I deserve to be railed. #nsfw
IF BEING "RAILED" IS ALL YOU NEED I'M SURE YOU COULD FIND GOOD AND STEADY WORK ON THE RAILROAD. NOTHING BUT STRAPPING YOUNG MEN POUNDING AWAY WITH THEIR HAMMERS, DAY IN AND DAY OUT. #EASYWORKIFYOUCANGETIT
Strapping young men pounding away, you say. Perhaps I will find these young men and provide moral support. These hands were not made for manual labour.
Oh what fun it is to mess with my alternates.
I am back, for the moment. It appears as though my men are up to their usual japes. Well, not *my* men, but I am sure you get the picture. Regardless, welcome back to my presence.
(here he is @sharpshotRailbird I'm admittedly nervous playing an OC but here goes)
(I'm thinking of bringing in a brand new carapacian OC hmmm!! Mayhaps I will)
More of my other selves making their presence known. RSVP for the First Annual Doc Scratch Convention is still open. Catering has been arranged. #scratchcon
Anyway I was just joking. I was not serious about my Tar Trend. It was all a joke. Haa haa hee hee hoo hoo.
Yes indeed, the Clowns, move over. Tar is where it is at, I am sure you all desire to 'get sticky with it'. Feathers are optional. #tar
"= it is a matter of. interest. and what i will and will not. be interested in. ="
If I were to be a lusus, I would be an adorable Pomeranian Doc with my very trendy green glasses. I would bite my ward on the ankles when they misbehave. I would have razor sharp teeth.
Oil you say? Would I not look simply adorable all slicked up. Hee hee.