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Caught in the flash /// And I'm GONE! . Introductory post

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"So... Outage and Adrien, right?"

"That's me." / "Yep!"

"Cool, cool, uh... Wasabi. Or Dash, if you care. Nice to, uh... meet you guys."

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Information about this blog and its muses under the cut!

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Hello! I'm @protagonist-ai !! We're the moderator here. And yes, we. (Multiple guys per guy!!)

Welcome! Let's get right into it, since we'd rather not yap about nothing at all lol. That's what our main account's intro post is for!!

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⟡ Do not god-mod, abuse power or deal fatal damage to any muse. Violence to a heavy extent is fine, but keep death out of the equation. Also keep in mind that I'll need to deal with the damages done afterwards.

⟡ Asks that are heavily suggestive or blatantly nsfw will not be answered. We don't wanna see that, thanks. Mildly suggestive stuff is okay though.

⟡ Askbox spamming is also not allowed. Top ten ways to get your asks deleted number 1 will surprise you

⟡ Any type of romance must be discussed in DMs. Expect a no from Wasabi however. Otherwise, just ask and we can plan something out!

⟡ Don't break the camera. This one's a bit less relevant, but the camera holds both lore and blog importance. Breaking it would be an awkward situation for everyone.

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Wasabi!

Also referred to as Dash (or Wabi if you wanna be silly about it) He/him! Dash + Cloak ~24 years old Struggling Speaks in bold, green text The camera owner! He's still gettin' used to all of this, give him some more time. No references, any provided are outdated. He misses his friend.

Outage!

Legally known as Quincy, sometimes called Q as well He/they! Unspecified age, over 25 Bonuspad + Punch Synergy (Unaffiliated with any second parties that deal with synergies other than himself!) Speaks in bold, orange text AuDHD child who's been latched onto anything electricity related for years. Technology (especially older model technology and repairs) is a close second favorite! Too joyous for this I think Adrien's best friend! No references, any provided are outdated.

Adrien!

Also called Adren sometimes. Once every three blue moons. /j Any/all, he has better priorities. (Will commonly be referred to with he/they, however) Around 23 or so, most likely younger Speaks in bold, green and pink text Doesn't speak unless spoken or referred to. Likes to be in the background. Give this man a book!!!! Outage's best friend. No references, any provided are outdated.

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This is just for miscellaneous stuff. You're free to go if you don't wanna read any of this! ^_^

Tagging: Recorded Interactions — Ask responses Doing My Own Thing — Intermissions or filler hey wait that’s not wasabi — Anything with we the mod directly speaking in the post really Log End — Marks the end of RP threads No maintag / Not maintagging — Not marked with the die of death tags

Events: New Faces Introduced Outage and Adrien. Concluded!

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Thanks for reading!

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if shit slows then mb. im undergoing a crisis and school sucks and i have 500 things to do on the weekend for the next 3 weeks including this one

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someone may be fucked in the future. dunno who but. someone

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The questionable thoughts of a 24 year old boy A check-in MOD NOTE: This is longer than what I usually make. Sorry!

(Note: Weird formatting is because it's thoughts instead of description)

I don't really know what to do right now honestly

We've left the basement but now we're just lurking near the stairs

Those two keep talking to eachother, forgot their names not gonna lie to myself

I would have tried to watch through footage but that'd be rude with them standing there wouldn't it? And I can't just ask them

Maybe one of them forgot my name and will be blunt about it

I dunno. But they're talking about some kind of mall

Guess we aren't going there for now

. . .

I question why I said yes to letting them tag along, I'm surrendering any type of bravery I once had

Now they're just gonna take the lead

And I don't think the guy in that cloak likes me. Like at all

He keeps looking at me weird

I fear that I'm gonna be trailing in the back again

Goddamn it I miss Sammy, he wouldn't let me trail in the back

He wouldn't let me die

I miss him so much but any time I even try and think of him it's all explosions and almost dying and despair and all of this nonsense truama and I

I don't know how to handle it honestly, never did never will

I have enough of a reaction when my wrist is grabbed oh god. What will it be like once I find him and he has to defend himself? The explosion of the gun may set me off

Oh lord oh no oh shit I'm so fucked wait

This is stupid dude why must I undergo all of this shit and they other people go through nothing until the moment everyone gets attacked arises

Fed with a silver fucking spoon huh

wait no. wait no I'm being mean no I cant be rude that's mean

Why am I thinking that?? I'm sorry

...who am I apologizing to

oh my GOD I'm probably going to go insane before all of this ends, yalk to myself like I did in my teen years

I'm gonna be like a dog and have to be put in the bathroom with headphones on during the fourth of july or when all of this is over and they shoot off fireworks in celebration

I don't want it like that though. I wanna enjoy everything normally but NOPE my best friend got shot by a rocket and I can't enjoy anything now!

Nah nope Wasabi's gotta be difficult just like he was when he was like eight years old and had to get his wrist tugged and shirt collar grabbed in order to listen to proper direction

fuck my life man

I'm gonna get up and start walking and think "I hate myself" and do nothing about it

Nah nope nothing at all, just gotta stroll about and act like I'm not extremely traumatized and paranoid and probably have another anxiety disorder on my hands

Oh shit they're looking at me uh

smile and wave?

Yeah no he hates me. He hates me with his guts oh my god HE HATES MEEE

What did I even do??? Talk to his friend??? Goddamn he's like... genuinely so mad at me

Unless he just has a mean looking resting face but I doubt that heavily

He totally hates me and I don't know what I did other than exist. FUN stuff man fun stuff

Damn it dude I'm so pathetic Haha

I'll just sit here until they need meOh my god they need me. FUCK

Get up and pretend like you weren't thinking you dumbass. Your hands are NOT shaking do not let yourself down buddy

Ok ok rational thoughts rational thoughts

Inhale exhale, what are they saying?

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Adrien I swear to god if you try to take us away from Wabi, getting Speared by Harken is going to be a tame thing you had to deal with today

No one has anything to say for this one. Outage and Adrien are talking in the background, though their conversation is irrelevant. Despite not being able to see his face however, it's clear that Wasabi is... let's just say a bit uncomfortable at this specific ask.

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Okay hold on *pulls out the list* We are NOT Badware, we are something worse. We can't harm you, physically at least, our words can be a bit. . . Rude. . . Sometimes. . .

"...uh?" There's a visual turn, presumably to show the other two the camera. One of them takes it, hands steady. Wasabi's lower half can be seen for just a moment. "Pfft-" "...that sounds exactly like something Badware would say." They paused. "Why are you laughing-?" "Could I get my camera back?" "Oh, shoot, yeah! Sorry. Here!" As the camera is being passed back, the footage stops.

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Hey outage, how is that neck doing?

"-camera... oh, speaking of." Wasabi reads the question, but pauses. "Which one of you is Outage?" "That'd be me!" "...you're being asked about your neck? 'Hey Outage, how's that neck doing'. Did you get hurt or something? Wait, how do they know your name-" "I'm fi-... wait, how do they-?" "Damn it, this camera is just a bad idea to hold onto." "...I've had this camera for years though? It hasn't caused any problems for me, it's only more recently been doing this." "It's still a bad idea. What if we're being tracked?-" "Excuse them, they're a bit paranoid." There's an audible grumble.

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Hey uh. . . So. Are you going to stay with those two or. . .?

Yet again, you've intruded mid-conversation. "-that's weird then... since you were a teen? And how old are you now?" "In my twenties?" "...huh. Oh- you got a question! That was kinda quick... are they referring to us?" "Ah- uhm... probably? I... I think that depends on you guys. I don't care. Either people to tag along with me, or I'll just... continue about as usual." "I don't-" "I think it's fine! A bit of moral support wouldn't kill anyone." Adrien makes a rather obvious noise of discontent. "Uh... alright then! Suppose you're coming along with me... o-or I'm coming along with you? I don't know. Something."

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So uh. . . What have you been doing in this basement after getting yourself some bandages?

"Something's on that camera, dude. Come on." "I mean... yeah, he isn't wrong. Why are you hiding it?" "It's- nothing's on the camera-"

There's a noticeable dip for a moment, then multiple voices at once. No voice is distinguishable from one another in terms of what is being said, but Wasabi sounds more stressed than before. It takes a couple of seconds before anything can be properly heard. "-could have just... let us know beforehand? We had a camera like that, before Harken attacked us." "A-and how was I meant to know that?? I thought you'd think Badware infected my camera and that I'm their little unwilling, human peon!" "I literally said that." "...couldn't hear you." "It's definitely interesting that this has showed up on multiple cameras though. Have you even had an encounter with Badware yet?" "...no? No, I uh... haven't. I think I'd remember that if I did." "Oh, memory problems? Same here buddy, don't worry. I forget everything." "...do you thou-" "You should answer that question." "Oh- right, right. Uhm..." Wasabi finally takes a moment to read the question. "...sitting around and fearing for my life? I guess?" "The usual around here." "Y-yeah. Yeah." There's some awkward silence before the recording is stopped.

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Wasabi, those two are still covered in harken glitter. . .

Wasabi has nothing to say. The other two are "arguing" in the background. Or, well, not really, more... bickering, but it's a bit on the negative side. He acknowledged the anon though.

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Okay, just say something about Lovecraft and one of them should already like you to begin with

"...lovecraft?...Wuh-" "No, you're talking to someone. Who are you talking to." "I- no no, I promise, it's no one." "You can tell us! We've probably seen worse than whatever you're doing." "...it's no one. J-just the camera." "Ohhh, right, camera. We had a camera once!" "...why are you so calm about this?" "Don't- come on, Adrien! Think about i-" Wasabi turns the recording off.

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Wasabi. He is close.

"...what? What does that-..."

"Seriously, who are you talking to." "Myself, myself. I'm fine, just... do your thing." "...okay."

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Hi Wasabi! How you been doing?

This time, Wasabi's not as shocked to see you on his screen. He flips the camera, a blurry silhouette in front of him. He gives the camera an awkward thumbs up with a shaky but genuine smile before flipping it back. Seems he's doing alright.

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WAAAAAAAABIIIIIIIIIIIIIII WABI WABI

WABI WABI

WABI WABI WABIWABI

WABI WABI WABIWABI

WABI WABI WABIWABI

WABI WABI WABIWABI

WABI WABI

WABI WABI

Wasabi visibly flinched as he saw the message pop up, noted by a little shake. He brought the camera close to his mouth and whispered. "...hi. No time to talk."

"Hey, who are you talking to?" He lowers the camera in an instant. "N-no one, no one." Someone else is here with him, and they're all too familiar.

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wabi soon. probably

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wabi NOW

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Connection re-established! Thanks for participating once more. You can have your guy back now. /silly

Wasabi's camera is propped up on a spare desk. We've interrupted him pacing around. He sounds stressed. "I've witnessed someone die and did nothing to stop it, why am I so unfazed... why am I so UNFAZED!?" Stepping into camera view, he looks a bit different. There are bandages on his arms and a shockingly clear amount of dirt on his hands. Just looking at him through all the pixels, he's clearly worried. "First, my camera stops working. Can't record shit, can't do shit! Then I end up watching someone fight for their life against Killdroid and lose, and what do I do? I don't help, no no no, I take their bandages and skedaddle into the basement! Yeah yeah, SO KIND OF YOU, Dash... so fuckin' kind of you, buddy!" He sighs and looks over to the camera. Seems he's noticed. He quickly walks right on over and takes the camera, audio filled with the loud noise of aggressive turning. The footage ends abruptly.

"...why the fuck was it recording."

He stared at the screen, which now no longer recording.

"Why was it RECORDING!?"

Wasabi wanted to throw the camera onto the floor, to shatter the lens and destroy it and all of his memories for good, just in the moment. He resisted, but his thoughts looped that concept over and over. Destroy it, destroy it, destroy it, destroy it...

But instead, he stood and stared at the screen with fearful anger. He'd really been letting his emotions nip at him, huh? Maybe it was the isolation that caused that weird out of character moment.

Carefully, he placed the camera back where it was, lens facing away. His hands shook as he sighed, adjusting his cape a little. He needed to calm down.

But, how was he meant to calm down whenever there were footsteps and two distinct voices shouting above him?

...wait, what?

He grabbed his camera again and ran off to go hide in a corner out of sight. He held it close, and instinctively begun recording once more.

"...this should be fine. No one usually wanders into here anyways." "If someone's down here, we'll probably end up dead, Q!" "It's the only option. We're not going back to that mall." "You're doing the negotiating." "If we even need to." ... "Goddamn it."

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wabi soon. probably