I was only trying to help...

Look man, just because I turned off the camera didn't mean I needed to be taken. (This is a MarbleHornets AU Seth blog where instead of being killed by the Operator Seth became a proxy working for him, killing across the country.) Current M!A: None (I'll RP with just about anyone. Rules page and such are a formality, pretty standard stuff. Background is if you want to know what you're getting in for. I've been gone for a few years so any starters are appreciated, I'm super rusty and don't know how to do them anymore, at least with new people.)

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I’m an idiot

(I hate this goddamn site sometimes. That and moving my mouse too quickly so I don’t move it to drafts and instead just reblog outright. I’m just dumb and annoyed. Gonna go back to sleep before I try to reply again, I need more sleep apparently.)

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thesasstasticsoldier:

As if possibly being drugged and getting kidnapped weren’t bad enough, he just had to bring up that awful name too. Complete insult to injury really. 

On top of being a kinky fuck that was apparently into awful middle names, he’d blatantly lied about what was going on here. Sure he could be reckless and open the door to strangers sometimes despite his parents’ many complaints, but he’d never actually invite them in. That was just asking to get killed.

It also just required me to be a host for some old fuck but that’s probably not the issue this time.

Regardless, he’d also mentioned him a couple times, but it wasn’t actually directed at him. He seemed to be under the impression that Alex was his older brother. Given he didn’t have an older brother though, which was a shame because that would have been way better than an obnoxious baby sister; regardless that still just gave away his already blatant lie. Then again, he could also just be a lunatic that clearly doesn’t know what’s going on.

You’re usually supposed to calm freaks like that down right? Not provoke them?

That was much easier said than done when the other was acting like he was the loon here.

“Wow o-okay, first off, stoo-stop calling me b-by that name. I don’t even-even know how you found out abouut that but stop.” Alex demanded. “Secoondly, I don’t have a brother.” Just an annoying as fuck sister but if he’s dangerous then he didn’t need to know about that. 

“And thirdly, I th-think I’d know if I had col-collegues so you can drop that pathetic lie now.” The teen stated as he crossed his arms in triumph. Although, calling the possible psycho out might not have been the best idea now that he thought about it. 

Fuck, I completely forgot I was supposed to distract him and grab a weapon.

Maybe that’s what all those ludicrous lies were about. They could have just been so idiotic and absurd that it caught him off guard. Which it admittedly had done a good job at. 

I wouldn’t doubt if whatever he drugged me with played a part in my plan failing as well though. 

“You’re like a really dia-diabolical villain aren’t you.” He muttered, his triumph turning to defeat. Although, he can’t help but be impressed, and slightly intrigued by these events. Villains only existed in movies after all so having something akin to those in real life was always interesting. Even if that involved him possibly getting killed anyway.

“S-so what’s your end goal? World domin…World domination or something cliche like that?”

Not his name huh? Great, split personalities maybe?

“Okay then, what name would you prefer I called you by?” Seth was going to continue the questioning but something caught his attention. ‘I don’t have a brother,’ the boy had said. If that were the case then one of two things is happening here, and neither one boded well for Seth.

Shit, either a: something just wiped a ton of his memories on the spot, which is the less likely option, or b... “Alex?” Seth sat back, caught off guard completely. If this was the truth then this whole day has been a waste of time. “If that’s really you in there Alex, I don’t know what happened to make you look so young, or lose your memories, but it means I’m shit outta luck today.”

Colleagues might have been a poor word to use, but it was the most accurate one. And seeing as the boy doesn’t know of any, provided this is indeed Alex, then he truly isn’t going to be able to remember Seth, let alone help him out.

“A diabolical villain huh?” Seth looked up at the ceiling in utter disbelief, “No, I’m not villain, just a man in a tight spot thanks to you and some no-face creep.” If anyone were a villain in this room, it could be argued that Alex fit the bill. “Sorry, that’s a bit harsh, you didn’t exactly intend for all this to happen way back when, poor luck all around. This time it seems to be entirely His fault.”

“Look Alex, or Reginold, or whoever it is in there right now, I’m not here to kill you. Provided you know anything about your life that’s a waste of my time, just like killing me would be a waste of yours.” Seth tried to cut that option off at the head, it was obvious the new personality cut in at the topic of weapons. It would explain why he was so jumpy. “Besides, world domination just sounds cartoonishly boring, you make me out to be some James Bond villain.”

“Look, I can make this really easy for you. If you don’t remember me, or any of what happened with the Marble Hornets set, trying to get me killed, and succeeding in killing a lot of our friends, then I’ll just leave.” You’re useless to me at that point.

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thesasstasticsoldier:

The idea of needing to keep to tame stories was odd because really, what could be so hectic that he shouldn’t hear. He supposed it could be similar to how movies are rated. Although, that just meant that Seth’s a jackass like his parents in thinking that he’s apparently too young to hear such things. Because again, he was practically an adult even just with how he looked so the thought to censor any information was beyond unnecessary.

Even if I did bring that up I’m sure he’d just be a prick and act all sorry about being like that, only to still withhold information.

Unfortunately it seemed that he’d just have to deal with what he was given. Although just as it had before, having to hear Rosswood caused more sharp pangs in his head. Judging by what Seth had just mentioned regarding the place though, then it was safe to assume that the pain was caused by memories trying to resurface. And probably too many at that.  Regardless, the dread he felt from hearing that word still lingered with him so it was probably not something he should remember after all. If that were the case though, then why would he continuously revisit that area.

Maybe there’s a grave of someone dear to me there or something? Probably someone I don’t know yet since my family’s all here still. And I highly doubt Lene’s grave would be here.

Unless she came back and ended up dying here anyway.

Does that mean we actually did end up getting married? Or wait, shit, that would mean she might be dead.

That was rather worrying actually so while Seth continued talking about a bear apparently stalking them, which honestly sounded rather unhealthy. Then again the two were still around, for the most part, so clearly the bear was avoided. And while he told him exactly what he already assumed, Alex took the time to check his phone again. This time looking up his highschool friend’s contact info. 

Usually getting in contact with her would mean logging onto the computer and into skype, which was fine of course. Now though, he could apparently just use his phone which was honestly way more convenient.  Could’ve came in handy during all those pointless family game nights.

The unfair nature of having been born too early aside though, the name he’d given her on there remained the same. A bit of a let down in his opinion really since that meant they didn’t end up together after all. On the bright side though, she didn’t appear to be dead since she’d apparently been in contact with him almost daily still. And actually, it seemed that it was his turn to reply. Unfortunately though, he wasn’t sure what they had been talking about. Just something about odd disappearances happening in Tuscaloosa. Where ever that was.

As he went to ask her what she was talking about, he heard someone talking to him. The voice was both foreign and familiar at the same time. Looking up from his phone though, he couldn’t say he recognized the man. Whoever it was though, he appeared to be talking about him, either that or another Alex that apparently had a gun.

“Right…” Alex muttered softly, completely forgetting the new seeming technology he held. It was hard to focus on both oddities when the other involved a strange man talking about nonsense in his home, which upon closer inspection seemed rather off. “Who are y-” He attempted to say, only to forget exactly where he was going with that that. After glancing at the stranger again, he managed to continue on, but not without further difficulties of a similar manner. “Who are you exactly and wh-why are you in m-my house?”

The apparent stuttering and spotty memory was certainly alarming. And judging by this guy mentioning weapons so casually and carefree, he wouldn’t be surprised if he had drugged him and was planning to kidnap and kill him. Something that he wasn’t about to allow without a fight. Unfortunately though, he couldn’t see a weapon within his reach so he’d have to distract his assailant somehow before he could effectively run off and get one.

“What are you talking about Reginold?” Seth sat at attention, confusion and concern setting in. “You invited me inside to wait for Alex to get home.” Something was clearly wrong here, what could have caused such a lapse in memory?

Unless it’s Him. That might be a mark on his arm after all! Seth sat at further attention, making sure his body was ready to jump up at a given moment. This could be any number of things, but with everything going on, it wasn’t out of the question that Faceless had something to do with it. Now he just had to figure out why it took so long to become an issue.

He decided to keep things calm and try to reset the situation. “My name is Seth Wilson, I’m a colleague of your brother, Alex’s.” That’s a much better way of putting it than friend. No point trying to reexplain everything if Reginold is suffering from memory loss. “I need his help with fixing something that went very wrong after a recent project ended. I’m here because my phone is dead and you invited me in to wait for him to return.”

Seth was trying to keep his voice as stable and relaxed as possible, but there was an air of alarm coming from the boy in the chair. “I’m sure this isn’t how you were planning to spend your day, but I promise once Alex is here we’ll be on our way and I’ll be out of your hair.” I really hope that I’m not gonna have to fight this kid. I don’t need that on what remains of my conscious. Seth tried to return to a relaxed position on the couch but his instincts prevented it. He knew that if this did involve ‘It’, it could get violent very quickly.

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thesasstasticsoldier:

A small and nearly non-existent sigh of relief escaped him at hearing the other’s reassurances. Of course he could still be lying in order to get to him without any alarm though. In that case, it was still better to appear at ease. He wouldn’t be able to see a possible attack if he thought they were chill with eachother. 

I’d need to find a weapon though.

Despite it being his own domain, it would still be difficult to find such a thing. It had apparently been about fifteen years after all. Just looking around initially too, he could easily tell it was altered which was honestly a little upsetting. It really did leave nothing to be as it had been before. 

I’ll have plenty of time to be an emo little bitch later. For now I should focus on potentially needing to stay alive.

“I can be-believe that.” The teen answered idly as he glanced around his home for something to arm himself with. Truthfully though, he wasn’t surprised by his older self’s dickish attitude. Especially if it came to someone like Seth who he wouldn’t be surprised if he pissed him off a lot. 

“How about otheer st…other stories that you have between you two?” He asked mainly with the intention of stalling the other further, but slightly out of genuine interest. Even if they might all be lies, it was interesting to hear about his “future” self. Besides, they could very well be means of validating that Seth wasn’t trying to kill him after all. Or of course, just further cement the idea that he truly was lying. “I’m ss-sure he won’t mind if you t-tell me some. We aare siblings after all.”

You two being siblings is what worries me the most. “I mean, maybe you’re right. I’ll just try to keep it to the more tame stories.” Seth put a hand to his chin and began to think. “Let’s see now, the more I think about it, a good number of these stories bring us back out to Rosswood. I guess the place does have a lot of importance to us, especially to Alex, so it makes sense that it draws us back a lot.”

Seth had to keep in mind, no matter what story he told, he had to keep that Thing out of them. No references that might cause it to come here and fuck up more of Alex’s personal life. That, and all the weird things in general that happened to them, can’t be getting all paranormal on the little bastard. At least Reginold seemed to be enjoying this, hearing stories about Seth and Alex’s many adventures. Whether Seth was believed or not was something else entirely, but an entertaining story is good nonetheless.

“So, on this particular day, your brother and I entered the woods with absolutely no plan. Actually, I think this time around it was his idea.” Could have been either of us, but with him being part fox that day it was most likely him running off and my giving chase. “As we got deeper into the woods, we started to notice there was a bear stalking nearby. Whether it was after us or not, we never ended up figuring out, we were too busy trying to avoid the damn thing.”

He paused, trying to remember more of the specifics. It was hard considering how many long ago these events felt. “All I had was a hunting knife on me, and Alex had a pistol he could barely hit the broad side of a barn with. So we didn’t stand a chance if it went after us.” Knowing Seth, he probably tried to play up being the hero since Alex wasn’t really in the state of mind for fighting, not fully anyhow. “If I recall correctly, we used the hospital to duck around corners and put as many walls between the bear and us.”

“If I’m not mistaken, I promised Alex that if we got out of the woods alive that I’d take him shooting so he could actually hit a target.” He laughed, but honestly teaching Alex how to aim might have been his biggest mistake. Lord knows how many times Alex could have tried to take him out since then. Not that they’d truly kill him for good, but it would suck every time. Thankfully I don’t seem to piss him off that badly anymore. “The very next day, I took him to the range and he actually seemed to pick up a thing or two about where to aim his handgun.” 

Seth should have stopped himself right there. In all honesty he shouldn’t have mentioned either of them carrying weapons at all. It sounds sketchy to begin with, even to him, that either of them were just carrying weapons for no particular reason. Even if it was just a safety measure, knowing their line of work.

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thesasstasticsoldier:

iturnedoffthecamera:

thesasstasticsoldier:

iturnedoffthecamera replied to your post:

I’m sorry for all the salty reblogs. I’m just…

(Same, as of late. Kinda sucks.)

I thought everyone was gone already. Who do you have to be salty with aside from me?

(It’s just looking back at a lot of it all. There was a lot of just garbage people in hindsight. People who just didn’t have the ability to be tolerable humans ooc.)

They somehow got worse.

(I’m not that surprised, to be honest. Especially from what you’ve told me. It’s just a damn shame honestly.)

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thesasstasticsoldier:

At the question he simply nodded. He didn’t necessarily mind whether it was all that interesting or not. Just knowing about the creature that made him feel at ease was all that mattered. At least, she did now that he wasn’t terrified of being kidnapped anyway. Something which he really needed to apologize to her about next time he saw her.

I don’t even know where that place was, and Seth clearly doesn’t know since he came here so I’ll probably just have to wait until I can remember.

As Seth returned to his designated seat, Alex did the same. And he was just as begrudging about having to sit in his dad’s chair a second time as he was the first. Regardless of blatant discomfort though, he chose to ignore ill feelings for the man in order to better focus on Seth’s story.

Throughout his story, a few of the locations stuck out, as well as the idea of relaxing between jobs. He might still not know what the job they apparently did was, but there was some nostalgia coming from the idea. And just like before, Rosswood stuck out as though it were an ill omen, same with the newly mentioned abandoned hospital. The vibe he felt from the two was actually a little terrifying and the thought to have Seth stop came to mind. Hell, even that odd voice seemed to demand it. Unfortunately, curiosity appeared to get the better of him so he easily disregarded the warnings.

Besides maybe if Seth continued to explain Alex’s life, he’ll be able to find out exactly what happened to him that caused him to be so young and have a broken mind.  I wonder if he’d know what that voice is too. Or maybe that’s just along with my mind being destroyed. A coping mechanism maybe.

First thing’s first was to learn about his supposed pet fox though.

His guest continued on to explain their meeting and the idea that Alex nearly seemed to be speaking with the fox. Given his small experience with the animal, he wouldn’t doubt if that were the case after all. Although, since Seth couldn’t hear her, then why could Alex? What made him so special to be able to talk to her. Actually, the other two animals in the house seemed to talk too so I guess it’s not just foxes. Too bad they were all condescending assholes though. 

Well save for the puppy anyway. He just seemed like an idiot. 

And despite her absurdly rude nature, Mangle did seem to care about him. She appeared to be rather worried when he didn’t remember her, if not also a little exhausted by it.

“If ss-she thinks you’re tr-trustworthy, then you’re not…you’re not out to get Alex right?” He finally asked after he finished contemplating the story. 

He could have easily called bullshit on Seth’s involvement and him being enjoyed, but it did seem rather familiar now. All of it was starting to feel familiar even, which he honestly wasn’t sure whether that was a good thing or not. It did cause the aching in his head to flare up significantly compared to how it was initially. There was also that feeling of dread regarding those areas and the warnings that accompanied them.

“No, I’m not out to ‘get’ your brother.” Seth gave a soft sigh. This boy was really worried about Alex. Do I really seem that threatening? “Honestly, Alex is one of the few people I can actually stand sometimes. It’s a bit strange, all things considered, but I’m actually fond of the prick.” He chuckled at that, knowing full well that it was the truth. 

It was strange though, they went from Alex leading him to what could have been his death, to being at the very least acquaintances. They had plenty of moments of mutual respect in their time since college. Even teaching Alex how to shoot that pistol he loves so much was fun, albeit frustrating at first. It wasn’t the worst thing that could have happened to them.

“I was being honest when I said that I was just here for his help.” He was calming down from that stupid outburst he had, thinking that Reginold was able to help him quicker. Maybe it was a good thing he hadn’t stormed out after all. Reminiscing on his time with Alex was almost cathartic. And at least Reginold seemed to be more relaxed because of it. “He might have brushed me off at first, but in the end I think he would have done it. If only to get me out of his hair, that is.”

“I do have stories about your brother, although I’m sure he’ll just be pissed at me for telling any of them.” Not to mention he might be home any minute now, don’t want him trying to shoot me for ‘talking shit’ about him to his brother. “I can’t speak for everything he’s done, just the times we wound up working together, but we’ve had some interesting encounters nonetheless.” 

[thesasstasticsoldier]

iturnedoffthecamera replied to your post: I’m sorry for all the salty reblogs. I’m just…

(Same, as of late. Kinda sucks.)

I thought everyone was gone already. Who do you have to be salty with aside from me?

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(It’s just looking back at a lot of it all. There was a lot of just garbage people in hindsight. People who just didn’t have the ability to be tolerable humans ooc.)

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thesasstasticsoldier:

So he did mean his. A somewhat idiotic revelation to which he finally allowed himself to check. It was of course difficult to see fully without making it obvious that he was checking, but there did appear to be something there. It looked to be carved in, which he assumed he’d remember doing, then again he apparently didn’t remember any of the latter half of his life so he couldn’t say he was all that surprised that he didn’t. 

He briefly wondered whether the bandaged area on his arm was also hiding symbols. As he began to pick at the bandaging to uncover more secrets of his future, he heard the instruction to stop. Alex looked up at Seth, but it didn’t seem like he had anything to do with it. Not that he was exactly surprised since the voice didn’t sound masculine at all. Taking a look around made it clear that they were alone though so if it wasn’t Seth, then who could have said that?

Maybe I was just imagining it.

Coming back to reality again, he noticed that he’d apparently missed some of what Seth had said. Judging by his sudden desire to leave, it wouldn’t be unheard of that he took everything back and refused to explain anything further. Considering his awful attempt though, Alex couldn’t really blame him. He did come off as simply being crazy after all. 

As the other began to leave, he idiotically revealed a potential weapon to him which just made him glad that he was leaving. Even moreso glad that he’d never end up finding “Alex” since to his understanding his body was stuck like this. The only way Seth would be finding him is if he revealed himself to the other which he highly doubted he would. At least, not if this guy actually was a threat to him anyway.

The teen opted to stay seated and allow the other to escort himself out of his house, if not at least keeping an eye on him to be sure he actually exited of course. His guest had a weapon on him after all so he wasn’t about to go near him, not while he was unarmed. At least, that was the plan anyway. As he went to leave though, he spouted something about a location which admittedly caused his head to ache slightly at the mere mention. Another thing he brought up though was the fox named Mangle. It of course had the same affect as the two locations, but with this one he couldn’t help but be interested in finding out more. 

“Wait.” Alex quickly replied, standing up as well in case he needed to stop Seth from leaving prematurely. He admittedly was still a little unsure about keeping a potentially dangerous stranger for longer, but he hadn’t tried anything yet and hadn’t even acted aggressively so it should be fine for now.

“Whaat can you tell me about that..that fox?” It seemed insignificant compared to the areas he’d listed, but Mangle was the name of the fox that spoke to him when he’d woken up. Something which he figured he was crazy for hearing. Regardless, he’d honestly love to know her origin. Especially if she was some type of magical fox that could speak their language. That admittedly sounded rather silly, but he couldn’t help but be more interested in her than those places. She was the only one that didn’t feel like dread was looming around the information after all.

Seth turned back at the question. “Oh, you know about her?” That was a surprise, considering how much Alex had kept hidden from Reginold, it seemed likely that Mangle would left out too. “I mean I’m not sure what you’re expecting, really. The story isn’t anything special.” 

He stepped back into the living room and told the tale. “It was just another one of our various outings into Rosswood. Between jobs, your brother and I would run into eachother occasionally.” He made his way over and sat back on the couch. This might be a bit, and who knows Alex might still show up. “We didn’t always head into the woods, but we know them well, plus there are always some interesting locations within to explore.”

“So, on one of those outings, we wound up back in an abandoned hospital that, at this point, seems to be haunting us.” Seriously though, it was as if no matter where they started in the woods, they always wound up back there. Might have been a better place to try for Faceless, now that I think about it... He shook his head, trying to refocus. “Anyways, one of those times we wound up a bit lost so we had to set up a small camp, not wanting to lose too much energy. We heard a rustling from nearby and out jumped a small fox, soon to be named Mangle.”

“It was pretty amazing actually. She jumped right past me as if I didn’t exist. She only had an interest in Alex. It almost seemed like the two were talking to eachother, almost.” Almost doesn’t come close to cutting it. That particular night Alex was half fox, so of course Mangle was interested in him. Hell, I’m sure they were talking, but I can’t exactly tell that to Reginold now can I. 

“Ever since then, the two were inseparable. She did kinda warm up to me, though I think that’s because she saw how much I cared about my dog. I guess that sends off trustworthy vibes to other animals, or something.” Seth chuckled at that, who knew why Mangle seemed to like him, really. Maybe it was just to spite Alex, a sort of Yin-Yang type thing. “I know it’s not the most exciting story, but that’s how we met the little fox creature Alex is so fond of. I’m surprised he never told you about that, if you know she exists. Hell, he could have done that without even mentioning I was there, which would’ve worked just as well.”

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thesasstasticsoldier:

Alex didn’t actually expect him to start coming clean with all his bullshit after actually accusing him of such. Honestly, he figured his accusation would just be brushed off in order for Seth to continue hiding. Assuming he actually was looking to harm him of course. Although, he wasn’t exactly doing a good job at hiding anymore since how he talked about their apparent job together, it was ridiculously sketchy. That and he mentioned his phone being dead when he “came to.”

I guess he could always be some delusional drug addict or something. I’m not really sure what that has to do with me though.

Regardless, when the supposed truth was coming out, Seth started acting both weird and like an ass since for one thing he made fun of his directing skills which shouldn’t be possible considering how amazing he was with everything. He also brought up the fact that they’d never finished his film which was odd considering how much work he put into it. Unless it was something he wasn’t up to which also didn’t sound accurate.

Before he could ask about what happened with it though, Seth continued on to mention that he was apparently involved in everything. Of course he was supposedly involved though since Alex was apparently. Then again, what gave him the idea that this persona of his was? Maybe it had something to do with his shoulder since he motioned to it and made mentions of some kind of mark?

“I r-really have no ideea what you’re talking about.” The teen stated bluntly. “Seriously, what’s a m-mark on your shhoulder have to do with me b-being involved with whatever insaan-insanity you just spouted out?” Then again, he stated that he was marked so was it his shoulder he was referring to? 

He admittedly didn’t want to be caught checking in case he was being tricked since it was already obvious that Seth was a jackass. So instead he opted to simply keep with the idea that his unfortunate guest was just crazy. He certainly wouldn’t be surprised if that turned out to be the case anyway.

“Not on my shoulder, yours.” Seth was starting to lose hope. Reginold clearly didn’t know what was happening. He sighed in defeat. “I see that I was wrong. You don’t have anything to do with this after all.” There goes that chance, and even though Alex was supposed to be close, he didn’t feel like he should be sticking around anymore.

Things would only get unsafe from here. If he tried to explain any more, he might run the risk of bringing the damn thing here himself. He didn’t want to do that, not to this kid. “Look, if anything you’re not actually involved, and I can’t be pulling you into this. Alex would try to kill me again for getting you involved.”

Shit, bad choice in wording. This was getting bad. He was slipping up and needed to get out of here before anything worse happened, regardless of Alex being near or not. I’ll just head somewhere he knows well enough to not fuck up.

“Look, I think I should just be going.” Seth started to stand up, accidentally knocking his jacket open and slightly revealing his kukri handle. “If Alex ever does show up, tell him to meet me out near Rosswood park, in Tuscaloosa. Tell him I’ll be near where we found his fox. He’ll know where to go.” That’s if he decides to go. But maybe that area will be a better place to get His attention. “I think he named her Mangle, or something like that. That’ll help him know it was me.”

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thesasstasticsoldier:

“Obviously.” Alex replied arrogantly. The apology regarding his assumption of Alex’s parents simply gained Seth a small sigh accompanied by another eye roll. He didn’t deserve anything further than that since he’d prefer talk of his idiotic parents to cease there.

Again though, he seemed to insist on mentioning that him and his sister didn’t exist. Which sure there wasn’t even a little brother, but shoving it in a sibling’s face would be fucking rude. The only good that came from his obnoxious insults was the knowledge that Alex still didn’t give a damn about his sister.

At least not everything’s changed. Although, it’s pretty fucking sad that Lucy can’t manage to become tolerable even after all these years.

“Doessn’t sound like you guys are actually friends honestly.” The teen observed and tested. If he were being honest with himself though, that’s exactly how he treats his friends. For the most part anyway. Still, if he could catch Seth further with his lies, then the better really. “I m-mean, if you were actually friends then shh-shouldn’t you know how to c-con-contact him outside of coming to his childhood home?”

That was a bit of a gamble for him since if Seth did happen to have his number and decided to attempt to get ahold of Alex himself, then it would be revealed rather quickly that he’s been lying to Seth the whole time. Not that it really mattered since by then he’d at least know they had some type of connection. Assuming he didn’t steal his number or anything.  Just to be on the safe side, he dragged his phone back out and attempted to at least put it on vibrate. It wasn’t necessarily a difficult task, but he was certainly more used to his flip phone.

Again, once he finished fiddling with the admittedly cool device, he immediately hid it again before returning to their conversation.

“You’re welcome I guess though.” Alex finished quickly in order to move onto the more important bits of the conversation.

“Sorry, buut my brother’s a dir…a director so I can’t imagine him b-being up to anything sketchy like that.” He countered, admittedly getting a little ahead of himself. The idea of him failing to accomplish his goal even by his thirties was unfortunately too infuriating for him to disregard though. Since his doubt was made evident now, he decided that he might as well call Seth out on his lying.

“Maybe you sh..you should tell me what’s aactually going on now.”

“Well, with how much crap we’ve been through together since...” He cut himself off quickly, again he almost revealed the true nature of what he and Alex had been through. “I suppose you could call us co-workers with a similar cause. That better?”

Great, it’s all starting to have to come out now isn’t it... He pulled out his phone to show Reginold. “I would but when I came to my phone was dead and my keys were missing. I figured I was better off just seeking out Alex with the way things are right now.” He fiddled with all the buttons, showing that it wasn’t going to start up, before putting it back into his pocket. I suppose it’s a good thing my phone is dead after all. I don’t think Alex and I ever exchanged numbers, not that I remember anyways. 

“A director? That’s what he told you huh?” Seth stifled a laugh. “I suppose you could call what he was doing back in college ‘directing’. Not that we ever finished that film of his.” Yeah, because someone decided that everyone around him needed to be killed. Shame that didn’t work for him. While he was hiding the laugh he noticed the Reginold start fidgeting, almost as if he thought he’d won something and was getting excited.

Now Alex is gonna kill me for multiple reasons. Seth was about to continue with the half-truth when he noticed a familiar mark on the young man’s upper arm. A tattoo? No, it wasn’t a tattoo, it was more like a brand. It couldn’t be fully made out, but it was definitely the symbol used for the Creature. Or at least something close to it.

“Looks like you’re already involved in all this.” Seth gestured to his own shoulder so Reginold would know what he was referencing. “Although you’re the first person I’ve seen with a mark like that. Must be a new habit for that thing. Or maybe I just never earned one.” He couldn’t believe it, Alex’s little brother was stuck under that thing’s watch too. Maybe it was Alex’s fault this time as well.

“I don’t know how far into all this madness you are, but maybe this could work. I was hoping that Alex could help me get in contact with that Thing that marked you.” At least, that’s what he hoped did it. If it’s something else then Seth could be completely screwed by doing this. “Something went wrong, when I woke up this time after It warped me back it was as though I didn’t exist. I need Alex’s help, or yours if you’re able, in having the thing come to me and take me where I’m supposed to be.” 

“I know it isn’t ideal, but it’ll get me out of your guys’ hair. The quicker, the better for everyone.”

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“Clearly.” The teen spat with a roll of his eyes. 

Despite his pissy demeanor, he actually felt rather triumphant in blatantly catching the other’s lie this time. He still had the audacity to claim to have known him, but at least he apologized for being wrong so it was a step at least. Actually, Seth starting shaking a bit after that. If he’d actually cared, he might’ve been a little concerned, but he didn’t since the guy could very well be looking to kill him still. Besides, that might just be because his lies were falling apart.

In an effort to effectively ignore his guest’s pointless issues, he chose to keep with the conversation, even if it annoyed him. Then again, Seth actually wasn’t being a dick. It seemed like he was trying to calm him down even. It could have easily been an attempt to lower his guard, but why do that if he didn’t even know he was Alex? Unless he planned on taking his supposed little brother as a hostage anyway. Regardless of the possible reasoning, he almost accomplished that goal. Unfortunately though, his parents were yet again mentioned and defended for absolutely no reason.

“Being mad about…about a damn name can be p-petty so fine I gii-give up on that for now, but do-don’t defend people you don’t even know.” The teen hissed. As much as he wanted to rant further on the subject, it probably wasn’t the best idea. The less he knew about his life, the better. 

“Yeah well it fi…it fits someone like you at least.” He derided before having to smile in satisfaction at the idea of him constantly calling Seth an asshole. “Caan-can’t imagine why he’d do..do that.” Alex replied sarcastically.

As Seth somewhat explained his reasons for visiting, the teen attempted to pay closer attention as well as get back on track in general. 

“It sh-shouldn’t be too much longer.” He replied, pulling out and glancing at his phone as though to check messages from his brother. “Yeah, loooks like he’s almost here.” Once the message was across, Alex returned his phone to his pocket so Seth couldn’t somehow see that he was lying. If he actually was an acquaintance of his older self too, then it might be bad if he could recognize the phone as Alex’s. 

I’m sure I can just say we have the same type of phone.

That should be fine as long as he doesn’t ask to see it’s contents, which honestly would be an invasion of privacy anyway.

“So what’s so pre-pressing about your boss that you ne-neeeded to see Alex?” He asked, returning to his mission of sabotaging Seth’s plans.

“That’s fair, I suppose you would know your family better than I would, considering I didn’t know you guys existed before today.” Seth conceded the point to the young man. It wasn’t the first time he’d backed the wrong horse in a situation like this, and it certainly won’t be the last. “Didn’t mean to assume.”

Yeah, definitely related to Alex. “That’s just how we interact I suppose.” A truly depressing truth. “I’m used to it by now, besides I give him equal amounts of shit.” It’s not to say they never got along though.

We might be assholes, but we’re able to set it aside to stay alive every once and a while. 

Thankfully it seemed like Alex would be home soon. He needed to get Alex and get out of here as to not cause any more strife for Reginold. At least he didn’t ask why I never texted Alex myself... Actually that is really weird that he didn’t... He could always just say that his phone died on the way, technically that wasn’t a lie. “I’m glad to hear it, thanks for helping me along here. I really appreciate it.” 

There it was, he was finally asking for specifics. “Well, without going into too much detail, our boss kinda put me in a bad spot and I need Alex’s help sorting a way out of it.” At least, the assumption is still that it’s His fault. This whole situation could easily have been someone else’s doing. But why would he not respond if that was the case? Clearly something is wrong here and he needs to get involved. “It’s confidential stuff, I can’t specifically be talking about it with you. Besides, your brother would be pissed for getting you involved even remotely.”

God I hope he lets this drop.

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His blatant insult could have easily been overlooked with that apology, had it not been for his ludicrous accusation that is. 

“Bullshit.” The teen snapped, ready to immediately continue on with the refusal. Right before he did though, he paused, remembering to take into account that he wasn’t supposed to be him. Blowing his cover now would just mean losing the advantage after all, so again he needed to idiotically speak in third person.

“Alex haas always been the type to be pr-proud of himself.” And for good reason too because what was there not to brag about? He was fucking brilliant after all, and the envy of everyone intelligent enough to see it. 

“How can you ss-say that you’re a friend of…a friend of his if you don’t even knoow that much about him?” He derided confidently. Now it was becoming overwhelmingly obvious that this idiot knew nothing about him after all. 

Now I just need to know exactly what he wants.

Soon enough he’d get that information out of him too. Until then though, he’d have to just continue playing along as the apparent little brother.

“Sorry.” He forced out an apology as he also coerced himself into relaxing against his dreadful seat once more. “I just have h-high regards for my brother is all.” 

Once he’d managed to collect himself enough to continue with his ruse, he went on to respond to the other’s next statement.

“It’s an…an awful name.” Alex sighed, admittedly still disappointed in himself for not being able to come up with a better name for his fake persona. “And n-no, don’t respect those dip-dipshits for their idiotic choices?” He scolded, glaring at his irritating guest. His tone picked up as he again began to lose to his temper. “I m-mean, do you have aany idea how obnoxious it is to d-deal with people that ff-find out that name?” 

Even if it was just a middle name, it was still beyond annoying when people did find out about it. They tended to mock him for such a stupid and old sounding name. It was completely moronic to mock someone for, but whatever needed to piss him off apparently.

“Lucy never nee-needed to deal with that bullshit because for s-some reason everyone found her na..her name to be elegant which is fucking stupid becaause Lucille sounds l-like it belongs to an ancient bitch that b-bit the dust centuries ago.” Alex ranted on only to nearly miss the fact that he’d finally mentioned his name.

He looked at the offered hand and scowled before crossing his arms in front of his chest as if to show he had no interest in going along with the gesture. “You m-must be so happy to have a nor-normal name like that. Sure it’s an ass-asshole’s name, but at least you aren’t being mm-mocked for it.”

Seth closed his hand into a gentle fist and pulled it back, seeing that Reginold was not having it. “No, I’m the one who should be sorry, clearly we’ve seen two completely different sides of your brother.” I mean, I shouldn’t be surprised by that, they’re related, I’m just some guy he tried to kill.

Wait, am I dead in this world? A sensation of existential dread was setting in, and he felt his hand starting to tremble. It would explain a lot actually... 

He tried to push past it to try and keep the conversation somewhat pleasant, not that Reginold was having any of that. “I mean, you’ve got a fine name. It’s not your fault that high-schoolers are pricks.” There was a lot of anger coming out of the teenager, clearly he dealt with this a lot. “And I’m sure your parents were coming from a good place when they named you that. You really shouldn’t be so angry at them over something like that.” I’m sure they’re better people than some.

Lucy, yet another Kralie. I probably shouldn’t mention that I know any of this to Alex when he shows up. “You’re right, I don’t get mocked for my name, not normally. It’s probably one of the most generic names in the world, aside from maybe ‘John’.” He got a good laugh out of the ‘asshole’’ line though. “You’re definitely related to your brother though, that guy calls me an asshole for everything under the sun.”

“Speaking of Alex, I do need to talk to him about a pressing issue involving...” He trailed off trying to phrase it properly, albeit a bit rushed. “It involves someone we’ve both worked for a few times. Do you have any idea how long he might be out for?” I don’t want to mention that creature in front of this kid. He doesn’t deserve that shit coming down on him too.

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thesasstasticsoldier:

There was that obnoxiously condescending phrasing of his again. Unfortunately, he couldn’t just angrily kick him out now, he’d already invited him in after all. Besides, he also needed to know why he was apparently looking for him. Considering how sketchy the guy was though, it couldn’t have been anything good.

In response, Alex simply replied with a somewhat strained “Mhm” as he lead the stranger back to the living room where he’d been residing prior to the irritating interruption. Or he tried to guide him over there anyway. Whoever this was decided to be polite though and take off his shoes and well nearly his jacket. He was actually being rather suspicious with his jacket since he seemed like he was about to take it off but decided against it; as though he was hiding something in it.

Perhaps a weapon to come kill me with since whatever the fuck they tried before didn’t exactly do the job.

Or even something to capture him with if he was some type of escaped experiment.

That would make sense for me being suddenly younger and annoyingly fucked up in the head.

Regardless of his possible motives for searching for him, he couldn’t exactly do anything yet. He’d prefer to have more evidence of it actually being a thing anyway since he’d probably get killed by his parents for attacking someone in their home. Or simply just attacking someone in general for that matter. Sadly though, he’d have to just play nice for now and try to dig information out of him while they “waited for his brother to return.”

When they’d finally entered the living room again, he was somewhat annoyed that the stranger took his place on the couch. Sure it was big enough for both of them, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to sit next to a possible psycho. Instead he regretfully chose to take his father’s chair which would be fine if it were at all comfortable, or even just close enough to the coffee table to lay his feet on. 

Nope, dad’s too fucking boring to have anything decent.

With a huff, he sat down on the pointless chair and listened to what the other had to say. And what do you know, he was about as much of an ass as his father was.

“Well th-that’s pretty fucking rude.” Alex scoffed. Even if he’d of course have no reason to mention a non-existent brother, that wasn’t exactly something you say to someone. Especially not to someone you just technically met for that matter. Being disregarded aside though, what the hell did he mean by saying he’s sure he wasn’t surprised by it? Was Alex supposed to be ashamed of himself or something?

As much as he wanted to complain about that though, he didn’t get the chance before being questioned about his name. 

Right, a name that obviously couldn’t be Alex.

“It’s R-Reginold.” He spat out only to immediately cringe at his choice. As much as he hated that name, he couldn’t help but understand why that came up first. He couldn’t think well enough to be creative after all so his middle name was apparently the top pick. Now he just hoped that whoever this was didn’t happen to know about that. Or if he did, he hoped that he’d be too stupid to put two and two together.

“What’s…what’s yours?”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude.” Seth put his hands up to show surrender, “Alex has just always been a very private person, yanno? He’s not the type to talk about his personal life at all, really.” It was true though, in all the times that Seth had run into Alex, maybe once or twice at most had he learned anything new about the guy’s history. Hell, I didn’t even know that Alex grew up in this state.

“Reginold huh, that‘s a classy name you’ve got there.” That must mean that Alex’s name is short for Alexander, I suppose that makes him a pompous douche. Advanced douchery.  Seth was starting to feel a bit more comfortable sitting there. The first semi-pleasant conversation he’s had since coming to in this messed up world.

At least, it felt less tense than before. I gotta keep in mind why I’m even here. I’m in a world where I possibly don’t exist, Faceless hasn’t tried to correct his mistake, and Alex is my best bet for trying to sort this shit out. Seth took a deep breath before continuing.

“You guys must have some really old school parents, I can respect that.” Extended a hand to Reginold, trying to help the young man relax too. “My name’s Seth.” Seth felt like a total idiot for not having introduced himself at the door. He was so frazzled by this whole situation that he completely forgot how to be civil.

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