#stressedberserker

[musesofmagnificence]

“Yes, alright! Thank you, again,” Otoya chimed, relieved after speaking with the hospital staff. 

Stepping away and pulling out his phone, Otoya sent a quick text to his friends with an update; the little girl his foster mother had brought in from the orphanage would be alright. Apparently she fractured her arm when she fell from the monkey bars, but at least it was on a day where he’d come back to visit and play with the kids, so he was able to watch the kids while Mama took her to the hospital, and naturally, he had contacted his band mates near tears after the whole ordeal.

“I still can’t believe she fell that hard,” he murmured to himself. “Oh well. Maybe Na-chan can point me in the direction of something cute to buy as a ‘get well soon’ gift?”

Unlocking his phone again, Otoya was only vaguely aware of a newcomer entering the building and walking in his direction; he was mostly absorbed in the text he was crafting for Natsuki, certain that his band mate would have an idea of where he could buy some Piyo-chan merchandise.

Doppo couldn't help but sigh at his luck today. There was an order that needed to be delivered to a hospital across town, and for some reason that job got dumped on him. E.L Medical usually had dedicated drivers that would handle this sort of arrangement, but today they were shorthanded.

Not that Doppo would have refused the job anyway, as his work contract did indeed state '-- and any other duties as needed.' Sometimes he would go over his copy of the contract just to see what he would be able to get away with, not that he would ever try it.

But here he was in the company car with several of their medical products in the trunk for the delivery. It was not long before he pulled up to the back of the hospital so he would be out of the way of any of the comings and goings. He took his phone out of his slacks pocket to see if he received any calls or messages, and there was one.

Apparently, the main office wanted him to come inside of the building so they can meet him before they inspect and sign for the products.

Sighing, he opened the driver's side door, and got out. Locking the door behind him, he meandered his way to the front, as he would have to be checked in most likely before he could be seen.

@musesofmagnificence

[hollowghouluta]

I've been creating many more RP side blogs now so I wanted to list them here for the sake of convenience. This is the main account for all of those, and I'll probably be adding to this list later as I have many more ideas for characters I want to write.

V from Devil May Cry 5 @symphonicreminiscence

Towa from Slow Damage @sharpedgeslikeglass (18+ mun and muse interaction only!)

Doppo Kannonzaka from Hypnosis Microphone @stressedberserker

Mao from Disgaea 3 @experimentalhydrolysismachine (18+ mun and mus interaction only!)

[stressedberserker]

This is a promo for the seriously overworked, chronically tired MC Doppo Kannonzaka from Hypnosis Microphone. He likes treats, fluffy blankets, and potted plants if you have any to spare. Come by his flat to drop anything off and he will be plenty grateful when he gets back home!

Multi-muse, multi-fandom, and canon friendly RP blog. Feel free to drop an ask anytime!

@stressedberserker

Sideblog of @hollowghouluta

[musesofmagnificence]

stressedberserker​:

It was Doppo’s lunch hour and for the first time in a while he was actually allowed time to take it. There must have been a kind God who had taken mercy on him somewhere, not that he really had a specific faith per say.

He had heard around the office of this place that had not only good bentos, but also some of the best fried chicken anywhere in the city. Thinking about it for half a moment he decided he would pay this place a visit.

_

After making it to Kotobuki Bento the scent of food hit him as he opened the door. His stomach gave an unpleasantly loud lurch as he had to also skip breakfast in order to make it to work on time. Covering his stomach as if it would stifle the noise, he carefully walked into the establishment.

@musesofmagnificence​

If somebody were to ask, Reiji would say that this was probably one of his favorite ways to spend his days off; Helping out at the family shop really brought back his fondest memories. Yes, he loved his career with a passion, but with a life filled with fame and hustle and bustle, it always felt good to step back and lend a hand to the people he loved in their day-to-day lives instead of just sending extra money to the family. This felt far more productive than just signing a check to his mother.

As the shop bell dinged, Reiji turned to greet the newcomer with his best customer-service smile; Though, not before taking the slightest pause to think, ‘Huh... Well, that seems like a familiar face...’

Still, though, he thought it would be rude to comment on, so he just kept on-script for the time being.

“Good afternoon! Welcome to Kotobuki Bento; What can I get started for you, Sir?”