Dr. Crygor, Genius Scientist

"Looking for a job?" ⚙️ 5+ years RP experience elsewhere (Tumblr and Discord) ⚙️ ⚙️ All for crossovers // #MVRP ⚙️ ⚙️ Absolutely NO nsfw (Just honestly not into it.) ⚙️ ⚙️ Retweet this if you wish ⚙️ ⚙️ Unless stated, assume none of the art is mine. ⚙️

//Excuse me as I sob over Dr. Crygor voice clips. Some kind soul ripped them from the game and they are all wonderful. warioforums.com/threads/all-…

"I still think about the tiny creature that roams 9-Volt's home often. It does not resemble any animal I've ever seen before yet it's not human. If only I could study it..."

//For real though, while waiting for my back to stop trying to murder me, I have been thinking up ideas for Crygor himself (along with a blog theme for him on Tumblr) so I'm not totally wasting my time doing nothing.

//Sorry, I've been doing important work today.

//The only downside to being a nervous wreck 24/7 that wants to RP: I'm too afraid to approach people and genuinely feel horrible for making others start the RP first.

Status: Tinkering with his next idea. It might have something to do with a camera and security system to keep certain people (coughwariocough) from barging into his lab whenever they want. I mean, really!

"I finally found the prototype! It ran out of energy underneath my bed. Now to see if I can fix it up a bit..."

//Oof, my back is still in a lot of pain. At this rate, I might have to visit a doctor. If I'm feeling a bit better later, I'll do IC stuff.

//Bleh, sorry for nothing today. It was a mixture of "I forgot the new WoW expac was out today" and "My lower back is murdering me". Crygor shall return tomorrow.

//As a pretty heavy sleeper that sleeps through alarms all the time, I can confirm that the character clocks in WWG definitely work. Thanks Crygor for waking me up earlier than normal.

//It's sleep time. The really dumb adventure starring Dr. Crygor and Mike will continue later.

~Roughly 20 minutes later~ Dr. Crygor simply watched the prototype go from one room to the next and throw his clothes about like it was rice at a wedding. The total opposite of its ONLY job. "...maybe I should just let Mike do the laundry."

//Geez, I still need to get used to the character limit. I can't type like five paragraphs of nothing here.

"Oh, was I asleep for the entire day? That's what I get for working late." He yawned. The eye of his visor caught a glimpse at the tiny cube next to him. A couple of blinks later, he quickly snatched it with a huge grin across his face. "That's right! I have to test this out."

Status: Fast asleep at his table with a rather small box sitting nearby serving as a prototype of whatever he was busy creating last night.