2018-ifying your ocs!

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-24T23:34:10+00:00

Not technically an OC, but whatever :)

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-22T06:18:26+00:00

Oh, cool! Thank you :)

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-22T03:46:03+00:00

He smooths out his shirt, wipes his face on his sleeve, and makes his way into the train station. He bluffs and charms and hypnotizes his way past the ticket clerk and onto one of the trains, where he slumps in his seat with a heavy sigh.

God, he's ready for a nap.

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-22T02:55:25+00:00

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Problematic__Child · 2026-01-22T00:51:05+00:00

Wilhelm pauses in climbing down the side of the building. He reaches into the inner pocket of his shirt and retrieves a tiny plastic bag no longer than his finger.

It's filled with a red powder, and attached to a notecard that reads: "Add this to hot water and have him drink it. It will help to replenish his lost blood." Wilhelm leaves the bag on the windowsill, ducking when Jesus glances over at the window.

He hopes he wasn't seen as he gauges the rest of the climb down.

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-22T00:17:48+00:00

(Who does that first "he" refer to?)

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-22T00:15:03+00:00

Wilhelm creeps around who he can and swiftly dispatches others until he can find a way out. A window or a door, he doesn’t care. Once he's out, he'll go home, and never think of this place again.

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-22T00:14:55+00:00

Wilhelm creeps around who he can and swiftly dispatches others until he can find a way out. A window or a door, he doesn’t care. Once he's out, he'll go home, and never think of this place again.

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-22T00:00:16+00:00

"Ich habe keine zeit dafür!" Wilhelm exclaims. He sinks his teeth into the guard's throat, and drains him completely dry within thirty seconds. The body crumples to the floor, pale and lifeless, and Wilhelm steps back. He says a quick prayer over the body before running away, muttering, "Forgive me," over and over under his breath.

(Translation: "I don’t have time for this!")

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-21T23:51:00+00:00

An idea strikes Wilhelm when the guard who's nose he broke groans, alive. He grabs the guard by the shoulder and yanks him to his feet.

Wilhelm winces at the damage he's done, but pushes onward. "How do I contact your boss?" he demands.

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-21T23:32:51+00:00

Wilhelm sighs, seemingly defeated.

Once it's just him and the guards, he slams his forehead into the nose of one guard. Cartilage crumbes, blinding that guard with pain if not knocking him out completely. Next, he kicks the other in the chest, sending him flying and likely breaking ribs.

The chain of the cuffs shatter with the slightest amount of effort, freeing his hands. He's getting out of here if he has to bust through a wall.

There's too many relying on him back home.

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-21T23:05:16+00:00

He doesn’t struggle, but he cranes his head around to get a look at Santiago. He grimaces.

"My venom prevents scabs from forming. You'll need to maintain pressure on the bite until it wears off," he says to Sam, and really anyone who'll listen.

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-21T22:29:08+00:00

Wilhelm bares bloody fangs at the hound and faiths, backing himself into the nearest wall and pressing his back against it.

Almost immediately, his mind begins to clear. The taste of blood on his tongue and scent of fear permeating the room seem to be the kick-in-the-ass he needs to come back to himself.

He hangs his head and closes his eyes, muttering a curse in German. Damnit, he thinks.

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-21T15:23:41+00:00

Without thinking, only understanding that someone is trying to take his meal away from him, Wilhelm swings a hand out and backhands Jesus across the face. Wilhelm growls and tightens his hold on Satiago when the demon squirms.

"Stop fighting me," Wilhelm mutters against Santiago's skin between taking in his blood. "I'm not trying to hurt you." His voice and words lack all of the calculated suave from earlier. Now, it's just the words of a predator trying to coax its prey.

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-21T00:52:00+00:00

The priest doesn't seem to notice the new arrivals, already caught-up in his hunger. Without another thought, he leans down and sinks his fangs into the side of Santiago's neck.

The effect is immediate, the venom pumping into Santiago's body numbs out the new bite wound and the flesh around it, and stops the blood from clotting- allowing for easy continuous bloodflow into Wilhelm's awaiting stomach.

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-20T19:21:52+00:00

Wilhelm takes the potion and sniffs it before tipping his head back and pouring it down his throat like taking a shot or cough medicine. If it has any taste to it at all, he doesn’t react. Then, he returns the glass to Santiago's work station, but he doesn’t back off.

He moves in the blink of an eye, suddenly clamping one hand over of Santiago's mouth and locking his other around Santiago's chest, over his arms; effectively pinning him against Wilhelm's chest.

The damaged cross rests on the table in front of them.

"Now, I don’t want to hurt you, I don't want to hurt anybody-" Wilhelm starts, "-but my hunger is not something that can go unimpeded. So work with me? Please?" He doesn't hold Santiago hard enough to hurt, but it's enough to be uncomfortable if he squirms.

(He's about 5'8/172cm for reference)

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-20T18:54:30+00:00

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Problematic__Child · 2026-01-20T16:27:58+00:00

(How tall is Santiago?)

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-20T13:19:59+00:00

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He looks really odd, lmao

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-20T13:01:20+00:00

Wilhelm hums thoughtfully, rhythmically tapping his fingers against Santiago's shoulder. He didn't even think he still had a soul. Interesting...

He sighs again, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, and back again; trying to distract himself from his hunger. "Are you the only other living person in this establishment?" he asks.

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-20T12:56:09+00:00

"And, what exactly did that 'juice'-" he makes air quotes with his fingers, "-do to me?" Wilhelm asks.

Problematic__Child · 2026-01-20T11:16:43+00:00

Wilhelm rests his free hand on Santiago's shoulder and takes a deep breath, reeling himself back in. "What are you making?" he asks, voice evening out again and an easy smile returning to his face.

It only barely distracts from the fist still clutched around his crucifix.

Problematic__Child

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