#lankman foundation

[shesunety]

He looks dehydrated... Drink water otherwise you will become a crusty lanky man

[spookmuth]

So here’s the what we know happens to someone when they touch a Veldigun:bleeding everywhere, extra teeth, skin tightening and bones fusing. So the ultimate weapon against Veldigun would be something with : no blood, no skin, no teeth or bones. And thus ladies, gentlemen, and anyone else here at the lankman foundation tonight I present to thee the ultimate weapon and warrior of eastridge country !

[suffer-my-beloved-mutuals]

WAIT WAIT WAIT

do you think the lankman foundation participates in rainbow capitalism?

[gravemations]

It is now My turn with the writing stick

Red lights flicker as distressed disjointed music played throughout the halls, Claire was a doctor at the Lankman foundation for around a year now but she never was comfortable at the place. She was told to ignore these sounds but she couldn't fully tune them out. 

She was always unnerved by how things were done, Patients being ignored while in visible distress, So many rules for every little thing and of course The Caretakers.  

She had tried to bring up these complaints but no one would ever listen to her, so she stopped asking, Claire would try her best to just tune it all out. 

She had almost become numb to it at least that was the case till someone else decided to bring up the same concerns, An intern one Alex Williams.    

They had started a month ago and they weren't afraid to let there opinion known even thought she knew that it was a frivolous effort to get anything to change around here but yet that never discourage them, Claire was at least happy that her concerns were at least not being fully brushed off even if she was not brave enough to say it.    

At Least that was till one day Alex asked her if she liked to come over to their play after work, was they asking her on a date? 

 This surprised Claire due to them not really talking to each other, she didn't know that they had feelings for her. 

Claire said that they would come due to being free and who knows it might go well. 

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Alex returned home after a long day for work, Shoes scraping the ground as they unlocked his door to see Clyde on his couch, It had been a few weeks since The Eastriage Demon had decided to bunker down with them. 

It had been eventful but it was a good way to learn more about The Demon and The Foundation motives, Even if it did mean they had to deal with the unending fear of them just killing them when they is no longer useful but to be fair The Foundation would do the same and he rather be killed by Clyde then any corrupted organization.   

“Hello Human, How was your work?“ Clyde got up from the couch saying in an almost snarl. 

 Alex knew Clyde didn't like his work but knew that they had to work there to be able to help him. They sat down with their bag next to Clyde on the couch. 

Alex made eye contact with Clyde in his uneven yellow eyes as he stood in front of him. 

“Clyde, can you go out for the night?“ Alex spoke tiredly. 

Clyde turned his head in confusion “What do you mean Human, Are you in trouble?“ 

Alex clarified “No I just have a coworker coming tonight, I'm going to interview them tonight to see if I can get any information I can.“ 

Clyde rolled his eyes as he hopped off the couch as he opened the window. 

“Fine, I can leave but you better make me a sandwich when I get back for this.“

Clyde spat out what sounded like more than 6 people speaking all at once that he spoke with, which was still hard for Alex to get used to as he left through the window. 

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An hour had passed and Alex had changed out of their work clothes and into their green flannel jacket and Critters t-shirt and jeans,they had set out all of his note taking equipment and was ready for Claire to show up. 

When they heard a car pulling up into his driveway, Alex went outside to greet Claire as she excited her car in a stylish red dress and well done makeup. 

Alex began to panic because they realized that there had been a misunderstanding on what kind of meeting this would be, Alex had never been on a date before. To be fair Alex has never even found anyone attractive in the traditional sense so had to think fast.     

“Ummmm, Hello Dr Raven. I'm not ready yet. Do you mind if I sort a few things out first?“ Stuttering as they tried to think of words. 

“Why don't be so formal Alex, we're not at work. Please call me Claire.“ She giggled. 

Knowing very little about Alex She at least knew they was on the shy nerdy type so she understood that they would be a bit nervous.  

Alex ran back inside putting all his notes away and putting their theory board away in their room and trying to get rid of most signs of Clyde living with them, Alex retired 5 minutes later and let Claire inside. 

Enter Alex house, it was small everything was very close together and full of small rooms and cabinets. Made sense due to them being an intern so he probably didn't make much money. 

She entered Alex's kitchen to see a small round table and a counter with a badly stretched up couch, Alex interjects before she can think of anything. 

“Yeahhhh sorry that's from my dog, he likes to mess up my couch. He is at myyyy Mothers this week.“ They said trying not to stutter. 

“Oh ok, what kind of dog is he?“ Claira asked. 

“Oh he is a husky! Why don't u take a seat?“ Alex answered as they quickly put two ready- made meals into the oven.    

Claira took a seat and Alex panicky looked at a book of pick up lines their father gave him in his teen years. The night was going to be a long one. 

Several minutes of silence had passed as Alex panicked before finally asking. 

“Are you an angel? Cause I think I'm allergic to feathers.“ As Alex said awkwardly, putting their palm to their head as they know this is not going well. 

Claira laughed, She laughed??? 

“I have never heard that one before, but thank you.“ She said as she still chuckled. 

Maybe this won't be so bad after all.  

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The night concluded after They both talked about work and their worries about how things were done and just some personal stuff. Everything had gone well and Alex had gotten at least a bit of information about what the Doctors know and turns out not that much more than he actually does. Even a bit less due to their outside research.

“Well this has been an amazing night, Do you want to do this again?“ Claira asked Alex after finishing her meal.  

Alex stuttered “Sure but maybe next time a little less formal.“ 

Claira nodded as she cleaned her dishes, it would be rude not to. 

She packed up and wished Alex well and as she started her car Alex went inside, she was left thinking about the night and how they enjoyed Alex's company but as she was about to exit Their driveway she saw something she dreaded. 

An orange blur that was moving around the trees around Alex's house and to the side of it, All she could think about was what The Lankman Foundation drilled into her head, “Do not trust anyone who is wearing an orange costume.“   

She turned off her car and quietly walked around Alex's house to see that her worries were true, 

“The Eastridge Demon“ the beast that killed 6 children and the reason for her job in the first place climbing through Alex's window, She had to act fast before it killed them. 

She grabbed a bat from outside and jumped through Alex's other window and Then she stood in stunned silence as she could not believe her eyes. 

Alex was giving this monster A SANDWICH!!.  

To be continued?

[spookmuth]

When you join the lankman foundation they give you these

[gravemations]

Doomed Together

A figure sat at their desk hunched over, Suffering from aches and pain in his arms but they couldn’t stop. Ink dripped from their pen spilling all over their desk onto the old wooden floor.

He needs to get more frames done, he was nowhere near done and his next deadline was around the corner. How dare he think of himself at a time like this, what would the rest of his career be if he didn’t finish this project on time?

The Lankman Foundation was not kind to those who got in their way or caused problems, He knew that Alex the VA for Toon version of the man himself “Lankman '' was wanted by the police and he knew The Foundation had something to do with it. 

He needed a break even if he thinks it’s selfish to take one, his arms hurt so bad he can not continue at this rate. He slipped his finger under his right glove to take it off, His hands were boney, his nails would grow faster than usual and his hand covered in what he thought was ink in line covering his fingers and lower forearm. 

He had tried to clean it off before but no matter how hard he scrubbed it would never fade.

He heard a creak of his office door open from behind him as his wooden floor creaked, He put his hand casually under his desk but as he did this he heard a familiar voice call out to him. 

“Mortimer? Are you available” The voice came from the person entering.

Mortimer shot up out of their seat, they couldn't believe what they were seeing, it was Alex standing right in front of them. He took a second to rub his eyes with his gloved hand to see if he was seeing things. 

“Alex, is that really you? I thought you wouldn’t come back.” Mortimer said, amazed. 

Alex stood in front of Mortimer, he looked disheveled but who could blame him, he was running from the cops. 

“I just need some documents I gave you a month ago from the Lankman foundation, I know it's a lot to ask for and if you don’t want to can you please not tell anyone I was here.” Alex Explained clearing, he was nervous and not a threat to Mortimer even tho He could tell something was wrong about him. 

He couldn’t  tell right away was it their hair, or their face were they taller? 

Then he looked at their hands, they were covered in green paint, Mortimer looked into Alex’s eyes as they simmered in the yellow light of his studio.

You know what, I think I have it here somewhere in my filing cabinet, anyway have you been painting lately?  Mortimer asked a question as they got up from their desk.  

Alex looked confused as Mortimer said this “What do you mean, I haven't had time to really do anything, don’t you know what going on?. Alex said panicked.  

Mortimer while looking at a few files turned to him with a sympathetic look on his face. 

“I’m a good judge of character and I can tell you are a good person, that's why I picked you as the voice of The Lankman Foundation unlike that company. Also I ask because your hand is just covered in green. I’m not judging though I’m not much better.” 

As he shows his uncovered hand to Alex's and he is getting files out and bringing it to Alex. 

Alex stood still in cold shock looking at Mortimer hand and how casually he just showed Alex this.

Mortimer, noticing Alex’s worried look, puts the files on his desk and walks over to Alex. 

“Is everything ok? He asks the very worried Alex that is processing this information. 

“You too???… Mortimer, that's not paint or ink.”