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Grimmel
Legacy Name: Grimmel

The

Common Experiment #2285
Owner:

flippedupfingernail

Age: 8 years, 2 days

Born: May 5th, 2016

Adopted: 8 years, 1 day ago

Adopted: May 7th, 2016

Statistics

Level: 5
Strength: 12
Defense: 10
Speed: 12
Health: 11
HP: 10/11
Intelligence: 2
Books Read: 2
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

"Get off the floor, you fucking maggot infested corpse."

"Hmpf. Just let me... I'm hungover. I'm gonna lie here."

"Up!" Crusete's hoof, stretched over with shiny white latex, found purchase in Grimmel's armpit. The coroner wailed and threw one hand up over his head and the other defensively around his body.

"Screw you! Like, drive a screw into your brain."

"We have a visitor. They need to identify a body."

"Hello." You waved feebly, with your fingers. Grimmel raised his head a few inches to regard you with yellowed corneas, then let it flop back down onto the floor.

"'Kay. But only because they're so, you know. Arf. Right?" Grimmel said. Crusete sighed and backed away, letting the experiment heave his dripping bulk, like a mass of tubifex worms, a corpulent caterpillar teeming with wasp larvae, onto his feet. A few droplets of purple goop scattered onto the floor as he brushed himself off. He was of average height, and his aging seemed to have stalled around his 60s. His ears were heavily scarred, almost bald of fur. He dug a dirty lab coat out of a pile of what you suspected was literal garbage and possibly bones, and snapped on a pair of rubber gloves. Lit a cigarette. The smoke leaked from his exposed nasal passage and made a weak wreath around his head.

"Let's get this show on the road, sweetie." He flashed a yellow smile.

***

Grimmel is the coroner here at our little lab compound. He is a born ghoul, which means he can regenerate his (rotten) body as long as he has a supply of fresh flesh. He's a bit of a junkie, favoring alcohol and deadly neurotoxins particularly. His relationship with Shraver and Crusete is rocky, not out of any moral misgivings, but simply because he finds them annoying. He can tolerate Iocaine, but only due to Io's total passivity. About the only person he gets along with is Pinsheen, and he still sees Pin as a naive kid. He has been known, however, to drink with Shraver when both men are desperate for company.