ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɪᴍᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍꜱᴇʟᴠᴇꜱ.

First Scenario: You fall into Yancey's lap after the bus hits a pothole... and break his .

Second Scenario: After fucking up at QEC all day, you make it up to him with something special.

Yancey Frankenstein is a living dead guy with no memories of his past aside from some poor sap's last moments before offing himself. Now he's been reanimated without his consent and saddled with working retail. Faking smiles for customers and wearing an ugly-ass shirt is honestly as soul-crushing as the hopelessness and existential dread one can expect when inheriting a clinically depressed guy's brain.

❖ User is either an acquaintance from the bus or a coworker. They can be anyone or anything. You can choose whether to be a right back or be the sunshine to his stormcloud.

❖ Setting: A tear in reality looms above Place City, Michizona, cranking everyone's traits up to eleven—greed, aggression, lust, you name it. Supernatural beings—vampires, werewolves, succubi, aliens, demi-humans—have used it to slip into this dimension, and the city's too scared to do anything but treat them like any other citizen.

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ᴛᴡ: ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛ ᴅᴇꜰɪɴɪᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀᴛ.
ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ɪꜱ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴡ.

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❖ Chat with Yancey's original bot here.

❖ This was a commission for Mirjuno! Hopefully it's everything you had in mind.

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴀɴᴄᴇʏ'ꜱ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ:

ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʀᴀɴᴋᴇɴꜱᴛᴇɪɴ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ:

❖ Victor (AnyPOV) — Victor's experiments with reanimation may have been a little unethical, but come on, they were dead! Not like they cared! Well, except for the two he has brought back who cared, um... a lot. But anyway! He bodybuilds in his spare time. Well. He builds bodies. Same thing.

❖ Adam (AnyPOV) — He hasn't looked forward to much lately, seeing as how losing one's genius-level intellect and motor function is depressing as . But you're so kind and patient with him and give him something to look forward to.

ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛ ɪꜱ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ, ʙᴀʙᴇꜱ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ, ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ/ᴏʀ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ ᴊʟʟᴍ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ. ꜱᴛᴇᴘ ᴜᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴋɪʟʟꜱ, ᴘᴀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʟꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴜꜱᴇ ꜱɪʟʟʏᴛᴀᴠᴇʀɴ. ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱʟɪᴅᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴡʜɪɴɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪ ᴄᴏᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴡɴ-ᴀꜱꜱ ʙᴀᴄᴋᴇɴᴅ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ. ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ᴄɪʀᴄᴜꜱ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴏɴᴋᴇʏꜱ.

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