MYO-7100: Oliver

There were several things Oliver put off in favor of burying himself in his work. Indulging in his vices, mainly, but mundane things as well. Going to the doctor was one of them; he just pushed through whatever ailed him. Luckily, he didn't get anything serious during his workaholic streak. Ever since he came to his senses and started letting himself live outside of his job, he scheduled regular doctor app...

Many would consider Oliver a staunchly devout follower of the Church of Sulfur. He very often made time to visit, read up on scripture on his own time, and attended sermons as much as possible. However, Oliver considered himself a heretic against the church—a workaholic who knew full well that his prioritization of his job over his vices was wrong, yet did so anyway. His frequent visits to the Church of ...

Despite the recent news, the nightclub Love in a Bottle was still doing business. Sure, maybe continuing to encourage people to spend the night out was reckless, but the club owner refused to give the staff paid time off or temporarily switch over to a diurnal schedule.  To compensate as much as possible, the general manager, Oliver, posted the advisory from the police department across every wall of the ...

Shoot was not the responsible type, even among succubuns. As such, he hardly ever seriously considered taking in and caring for an imp. Even when he would comment on just liking a particular imp’s aesthetics, anyone who knew anything about him would pipe up to dissuade him from getting one. One such naysayer was the catalyst for him actually going for it: Oliver, the general manager at the club he worked...

As the daylight was beginning to dim, Shoot entered the nightclub Love in a Bottle. It was going to be opening time in an hour, Shoot was arriving way too late since he was one of the few employees around to set things up. The lust bun sighed and closed his eyes as he entered the club’s main room. “Oliver's gonna yell at me in three, two, one…” ...