Nothing is real

The Elusive Employee.

[amanwhowassilent]

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚢'𝚜 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚎𝚜.  𝙶𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝!

[employee006]

“Sorry, but it’s not going to happen!”

[employee204]

‘‘…I think you are the only one who should be kicked in the Bin here, Narrator.’‘

[employee425]

‘‘RrrRRrRRRRR….’‘

[employee517]

YOU CAN'T DROP SOMEONE INTO THE BIN IF THEY ARE IN THERE ALREADY, DUDE!!

[employee517]

curiouscompanions:

‘‘…Are you okay, Mister Mayfair?’‘

I AM OKAY, I AM FINE, I AM JUST DANDY. WHY SHOULDN’T I BE??

[employee517]

NUEHEHEHEE~

[employee517]

AWESOME!

[employee517]

ARE!

[employee517]

ALIENSS!!

[employee517]

And yeah he sounds a lot bit different when he is not singing

[employee517]

Teemu Brunila’s voice can be his voiceclaim as well, because it’s pretty purrfect.

[fuckyeahteemubrunila]

[employee210]

''Hey hi Marlise! :) I haven't seen you in ages! :) Are you doing well? :) Heey what's up? :)'' Marcus beams and waves at her happily. Very happily.

Marlise flinched at the familiar voice, her eyes widening and her face paling. She ducked underneath her desk, attempting to hide a rather crippling injury she acquired when she attempted to take apart the copy machine.

“Marcus!” She tried to sound cheerful while she cursed in her head. He didn’t need to see her injury.

“H–How d… did you get back? I thought you escaped.”

[employee210]

“Glow in the–n–no. I wish… but I’m sure it’s just the… lead paint.”

She sighs in relief once he leaves the room, already climbing onto the chair and attempting to remove her tie.

Not long after, Marlise exists the room, rubbing the back of her neck and giving Marcus an apologetic smile. Her shirt is no longer stained with red.

“I hope the wait wasn’t long… God, it’s been forever since I saw you. It’s really good to see you again.” She extends her arms out and leans in for a hug, but then shies back. “Er-may I?”

[employee517]

As soon as Marlise appeared in the room again, Marcus left the hallway. Hastily, he hid a dark vial in his shirt’s pocket and gave her another beaming smile of his, which was a bit more sincere this time.

“The same,” he said.“It’s nice to see you, too.”

How she managed to clean the paint stains for such a short time? he wonders to himself. Maybe she simply changed her shirt? O̡͜r̡͜ ͡k̸il͞l̷͏ę̸̀͝d́͘ ̧̛͢͠h̸̛͠͡͝e̵̷̡r͘͜͝s̶͟͝ȩ̀͘͠l̴f̷͠͏͠.́͜͜͝ The last bite made him feel as shiver runs down his spine. However, he was still beaming with joy.

Marcus nodded in the answer, then set his cane to the wall and leaned down, offering her a hug.

[employee517]

434: Hi Marcus, it's been awhile have you been SPACING OUT?:3c

‘’Hi, Riley! Spacing out? Have I been...? I guess so.’’ Marcus shrugged, smiling softly and avoiding her gaze.

[employee210]

''Hey hi Marlise! :) I haven't seen you in ages! :) Are you doing well? :) Heey what's up? :)'' Marcus beams and waves at her happily. Very happily.

Marlise flinched at the familiar voice, her eyes widening and her face paling. She ducked underneath her desk, attempting to hide a rather crippling injury she acquired when she attempted to take apart the copy machine.

“Marcus!” She tried to sound cheerful while she cursed in her head. He didn’t need to see her injury.

“H–How d… did you get back? I thought you escaped.”

[employee210]

She covered her right arm, hiding the fact that most of it was missing at the elbow.she smelled like iron,

“Y-Yeeees,” she began uneasily. “I was m-making a mural.

“.. Marcus, c-could you give me a minute in private? I need to fix something.”

[employee517]

‘’A mural? Sounds cool! Huh, what an odd smell has this paint though! It reminds of iron or something like that. Can it be…“ Marcus’ eyes wide. He gasped and even knocked with his cane at the floor slightly. ’‘Oh it’s a special paint that can glow in the darkness!? As much as I know it’s a very expensive one! Where did you get it??” He stared at the woman for a moment, blinking rapidly, then nodded.

“Okey dokey, Marly! I will be riiight behind the door. Take your time.”

He waved at her again and slipped into the hallway, being surprisingly fast despite his injured leg.

[desk-of-employee432]

''Hey why it's so quiet in here? Where is everyone??''

The red headed employee spun around at the voice. He tried to place it, had he heard it before?y,Was it someone new?

“H-Hello, I-Who are you?” He asked simply giving up and remembering.

[employee517]

‘’WOWIE! So there is actually someone! Oh lordy! I thought I am was all alone on this floor.’’

Marcus folded his hands on his cane, eyeing the ginger haired guy. There is a big unnatural smile on his face. 

“My name is Marcus, I just arrived from the fifth floor,’’ he answered. ‘’Nice to see you, pal! Are you an employee 432? What is your name?’’

[employee210]

''Hey hi Marlise! :) I haven't seen you in ages! :) Are you doing well? :) Heey what's up? :)'' Marcus beams and waves at her happily. Very happily.

Marlise flinched at the familiar voice, her eyes widening and her face paling. She ducked underneath her desk, attempting to hide a rather crippling injury she acquired when she attempted to take apart the copy machine.

“Marcus!” She tried to sound cheerful while she cursed in her head. He didn’t need to see her injury.

“H–How d… did you get back? I thought you escaped.”

[employee517]

"Ecaped? Escaped. Eh, nope! I didn't. I was in my room all the time, mostly sleeping. Until Sophie found me and give me a good kick... hey did you just jumped under the desk? Why though? Are you playing Hide And Seek? :)"

He leans down awkwardly to stare at Marlise curiously. The poor light and shadows prevent him from noticing her paleness and injury in details.

''...Oh you have a lot of red paint on your shirt!''

[employee517]

YEAH I FOUND DA BLOODY PASSWORD

to lose it again later.

[employee517]

"Hello 517!" The small pink hair woman hummed smiling widely as she appeared next to the employee "how have you been?" -Pinkandpurpleoffice

‘’Huhmmm… hi. I have been doing well, thanks…? ’’

Marcus removed his face from a book that he used as a pillow. He rubbed his eyes, staring at a guest sleepily.

“Are you The… The Fairy Godmother, right?” he asked, smiling absently. “Long time no see. How are you?’’

[thepinkandpurpleoffice]

The female laughed gingerly”Maybe I am a fairy?”she giggled”I could be your fairy god mother if you want- I dont think many prince’s get to have a fairy godmother”

Pink paused her smile faltering abit she stepped closer and gave the man a hug”…common- lets go…I can poof up a wheel chair if you’re not up for walking every where”she offered a weak smile”…you wont have to be alone either..”she gently tugged his hand”common silly~”

[employee517]

Marcus’ indigo eyes widened at Pink’s sudden hug. Why is she being so nice to me? he thought, puzzled. This time his smile was genuine though.

“Okey.” he nodded, standing up and leaning heavily on his cane. “I don't mind walking. But… where will we go?”

The guy was sure he will collapse a few steps later; he felt deep weakness. However, he decided to pretend he is fine, he didn’t want to make her worry.

[employee517]

"Hello 517!" The small pink hair woman hummed smiling widely as she appeared next to the employee "how have you been?" -Pinkandpurpleoffice

‘’Huhmmm… hi. I have been doing well, thanks…? ’’

Marcus removed his face from a book that he used as a pillow. He rubbed his eyes, staring at a guest sleepily.

“Are you The… The Fairy Godmother, right?” he asked, smiling absently. “Long time no see. How are you?’’

[thepinkandpurpleoffice]

The woman paused blinking- then broke into a fit of laughter tilting her head back as she did”Haa– no silly!” she smiled at him warmly”Im not a fairy!”she turned showing him her back”see? no wings-” she cupped her own cheeks smiling at him”But its nice you think im pretty enough to be a fairy”

She nodded”Yep, I tell lots of stories-…but you know I like watching other people making their own stories…but I still have to do my job-” she tilted her head curiously”so why are you sleeping? you should be exploring! who knows what youll find!”

[employee517]

“Have you ever watched Disney’s movies?” Marcus asked. “Their Fairy Godmother has no wings. And Maleficent has no wings, too! Because those were cut off, oh poor thing. I don’t know about the Fairy Godmother’s though… maybe they are invisible?”

The guy stared at Pink for a moment, blinking rapidly, then took his cane from the desk, to hug it unknowingly.

“Oh… indeed, why?” he wonders. A fake smile stuck on his face. “I have no idea!”

He glanced at an empty pack of sleeping pills on the floor and kicked it away under the desk.