«Rejoice sat there, mindlessly listening to the old radio--the thing barely worked. He didn't know what to do anymore. It's so...quiet, now that the shelter's empty.»
«The radio cut out.»
"It's so quiet all alone.."
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Affiliated blogs!!!
@parrot-pocalypse - Parrotx2
@a-woke-guy - Leowook
@devilmape - Mapicc
@goldfishandstars - Nufuli
@intostarlightwecallout - Spepticale
@inhellillbegoodcompany - Theobaldthebird
@spoke-is-stuck-in-an-apocalypse - Spokeishere
(any of y'all can @ me for intro posts and just general rp)
Starting setting: An abandoned shelter from the early days of the apocalypse. What once bustled with people, now lays empty with draining supplies and a beat down radio.
Pronouns: He/Him for Rejoice, She/Her for owner
Current goal: Retain sanity. Being alone in the silence for so long does things to a person. Make contact with other survivors. Meet up with Parrot.
Appearance/species: dove hybrid. Wings are far too small to fly (think of your typical cherub painting and their wing size)
Inventory: old broken down radio, half a small crate of canned foods, spiked bat, switch blade, kettle (for boiling water, it was found in the shelter)
Status: Not infected.
All ic posts will be tagged w/ 🕊️ regardless of what it is
Other tags (still working on them):
IC text post (like stand alone ones or ones i started) - #Searching for life
IC ask post - #is anyone listening..?
IC reply/reblog post - #is someone out there?
All occ posts will be in pink
// Pfp by Kelsey on Pinterest. The rest is also from Pinterest //
Is there anyone in particular that you are looking for out there?
"well..um not really..." «He paused» "Just the people I found over the radio... But I'm honestly just looking for anyone!!" «he trailed off, eyes growing distant and cloudy. His voice falling flat and quiet and slightly bitter» "I hate how quiet it's gotten here....it makes me think of little of us they're are left..."
«Rejoice takes out some paper, making a list of the people on the radio and what he knows about them.»
★ Parrotx2. Alone. Currently traveling to Capital City. Looking for Wifies. FM 104.8
★ Spepticale. Alone. Somewhere safe. FM 102.2
★ Spokeishere. Alone. Hiding in a tree at spawn. Looking for Mapicc.
★ Theobaldthebird. Alone. Traveling around. Somewhere near Capital City.
«He'd then take an old map of the area, crudely drawing his estimations of where everyone is. All while begging for whatever's out there to have mercy and let them live.»
«Rejoice decided to look over his lists and crude maps again. It's been a while since he's been in contact with anyone over the radio and he's becoming restless. He's just found these people, just gain this hope...he can't lose them already! He can't.»
«Before he knows it he's begun to pace, horrid thought intruding in his mind. What if their radios broke? What if they ran out of food and went to stock up? What if someone got hurt?? What if they got bit??? What if...they died..?»
"no...No! Snap out of it! That wouldn't happen! It- it couldn't!" «he paused, processing just what he was saying, surely they're alright?» "they...they've gotta be alright...they just gotta......right..?"
«something wet drips onto the cold stone floor. He can feel as tears being to stream down his face, his body falling as he collapsed to his knees, arms held to his chest.»
«Rejoice, after finally resting (passing out), stirred awake. The sun had begun to rise and shine through the cracks of the boarded up windows.»
«He got up to his feet, stretching his stiff body till he felt somewhat normal. He slipped on his tattered patterned haori before fixing himself a morning meal of canned beans.»
«As he ate, he decided to pick up the radio, flipping through the channels only to be met with dead lines.»
Maybe everyone's sleeping? «He thought.» I hope nothing happened...
< Some muttering could be heard, though it was difficult to make out what was being said. >
“Hello—Hello, this is —eo speaking…Can any—e hear me?”
< The line went silent, as if the speaker was waiting for a reply. >
“Jumper? Nufuli? Even Derap would be f—e… Everyone’s act—g weirdly. Our headquarter is swarming with these..creatu—? I— I have no idea w—t going on in there but I’m gonna check it out—out.”
“I’ll report back if I —nd something. Wish me luck I guess.”
The bounty hunter flinched at the sudden sound, his hands immediately fumbling to turn the communicator off. He waited a couple of moments just to make sure the coast was clear.
Leo sighed in relief, thankfully the creatures didn’t seem to notice the static. He leaned his head against the wall before taking deep breaths to calm himself down.
He had no idea who this person was, the voice wasn’t familiar nor did it ring a bell in his head. Still it was the first sign of life that he’d encounter in a while and as much as he was skeptical, he couldn’t help but be curious.
"Hi!" «He speaks in a hushed voice» "i— Rejoice. You a—e?" «Rejoice didn't sound hostile. If anything he sounded friendly, lonely, if you strained—hopeful.»
"Leo. No—o you don't." «The stranger paused» "There was an ou—break. Some disease. Pe—ple are no— longer themselves. Most died. We don't know much aside from how it's spreads—contact. Don't let them get a hold—you."
The radio line went silent as Leo took in their words. There was no way this was true. It shouldn’t be at least. Though he found it difficult to not believe when he had literally proof in front of him.
“An outbreak?”
He repeated, fiddling with his communicator. If that was the case he’d have to get out of the base immediately.
“Spreads through con—t, right? —thing else I need to know about?”
Leo had heard about SpokeIsHere and TheoBaldTheBird on the passing. The latter being a cart PvP-er just like him.
There was only one name on the list that seemed familiar, Parrot’s. They had worked together before and while Leo wouldn’t say they were friends, they were something along the lines.
“Parrot? Are you with him r—right now?”
This Rejoice guy seemed to know a lot, a bit too much in his opinion. But Leo would cross that bridge when he had to. Right now he had things to do and people to find. Preferably other members of BAT.
*Spoke sprinted back to the piles on piles of lava-casts.*
“Oh my void, how did I forget it??”
*He turned a corner, almost running into a wall.*
“Cmon, please be ok…”
*He found the radio on the floor and reached to pick it up however stopped himself*
“Oh c'mon.”
*Behind the radio was the same infected guy. Spoke grabbed the radio, and the infected realised and tried to grab him. However failing just short and ripping his sleeve and scratching the top layer of his skin just a little*
“Oh fuc-”
*He began to run and climbed a tree, closer to spawn now*
“FUCK, Rejoice is sleeping and I have no clue how this works”
*He turned on the radio, maybe rejoice or someone else was awake?*
«Soft snoring could just barely be heard through the radio. Rejoice jumps at Spokes sudden outburst, hitting his head on something that sounded like metal.»
"OW- F..Ngh...- Ends sake—" «a gentle rustling of hair could be heard as he rubs the sore spot on his head.»
«Quickly Rejoice scrambles to grab whatever's nearby, for notes.» "Spoke? Spoke!! What happened? Did you get hurt?? What are you yelling for??"
”FUCK- UH, REJOICE THANK THE VOID. I, I WAS OUT AND-“
*Spoke rambled on, mostly confused and scared*
“THE THINGS THEY LIKE SCRATCH ME, LIGHTLY BUT I DON’T KNOW IF THATS BAD OR NOT AND I CAN’T DIE WITH OUT SEEING MAPICC AND I DON’T WANT TO END UP LIKE-LIKE THEM AND I DON’T THINK I REMEMBER HOW I GOT HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE AND-AND”
"O.K. Ok...top layer should be fine...uhm...clean it best you can and wrap it for now, if it starts to look worse you might be infected...and right now, the only known way to stop the spread is...." «He hesitates, slight disgust in his voice» "dispose of the infected area.."
"HAVE YOU CLEANED IT YET??? CLEAN IT AND WRAP IT TIGHTLY!! MAKE SURE THE CLOTH IS CLEAN TOO!!"
«Through the radio Spoke could hear frantic shuffling. Papers, books, everything flying everywhere in search of some notes Rejoice took ages ago. Why can't he find them??»
*You can hear someone climb down the tree. Spoke headed over to his base, which may be a couple tens of blocks away. He might have medical supplies there.*
"BECAUSE ITS NOT A NORMAL WOUND!! IF ANYTHING—" «He paused, seemingly finding the book he was looking for. Research papers, he read aloud.» "Start log. We know little of this disease, it spreads through flesh—scratches, bites, gaping woulda are all risks of infection—no matter how small. We have tried developing a cure due to our typical methods being fruitless. End log."
"NO- I DIDN'T- YOURE NOT GONNA DIE!!!! BRO- BRO OH MY END." «Rejoice scrambles through the notes» "IT- It says uhm..it's says that scratches only have a 15% chance of infection...and it's best to keep it clean with cold clear water and regularly change bandages... And uhm- wait. Its shallow right? Just barely breaking skin? Uhm then it's..uhh..." «Rejoice squints and shuffles the paper» "what does that say?? Uh..it's only a 2.5% chance then, so all should be ok"
«Rejoice decided to leave him be in some poor attempt to save himself from a heart attack, though he stayed on the line in silence, going through papers—notes probably.»
*Spoke sprinted back to the piles on piles of lava-casts.*
“Oh my void, how did I forget it??”
*He turned a corner, almost running into a wall.*
“Cmon, please be ok…”
*He found the radio on the floor and reached to pick it up however stopped himself*
“Oh c'mon.”
*Behind the radio was the same infected guy. Spoke grabbed the radio, and the infected realised and tried to grab him. However failing just short and ripping his sleeve and scratching the top layer of his skin just a little*
“Oh fuc-”
*He began to run and climbed a tree, closer to spawn now*
“FUCK, Rejoice is sleeping and I have no clue how this works”
*He turned on the radio, maybe rejoice or someone else was awake?*
«Soft snoring could just barely be heard through the radio. Rejoice jumps at Spokes sudden outburst, hitting his head on something that sounded like metal.»
"OW- F..Ngh...- Ends sake—" «a gentle rustling of hair could be heard as he rubs the sore spot on his head.»
«Quickly Rejoice scrambles to grab whatever's nearby, for notes.» "Spoke? Spoke!! What happened? Did you get hurt?? What are you yelling for??"
”FUCK- UH, REJOICE THANK THE VOID. I, I WAS OUT AND-“
*Spoke rambled on, mostly confused and scared*
“THE THINGS THEY LIKE SCRATCH ME, LIGHTLY BUT I DON’T KNOW IF THATS BAD OR NOT AND I CAN’T DIE WITH OUT SEEING MAPICC AND I DON’T WANT TO END UP LIKE-LIKE THEM AND I DON’T THINK I REMEMBER HOW I GOT HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE AND-AND”
"O.K. Ok...top layer should be fine...uhm...clean it best you can and wrap it for now, if it starts to look worse you might be infected...and right now, the only known way to stop the spread is...." «He hesitates, slight disgust in his voice» "dispose of the infected area.."
"HAVE YOU CLEANED IT YET??? CLEAN IT AND WRAP IT TIGHTLY!! MAKE SURE THE CLOTH IS CLEAN TOO!!"
«Through the radio Spoke could hear frantic shuffling. Papers, books, everything flying everywhere in search of some notes Rejoice took ages ago. Why can't he find them??»
*You can hear someone climb down the tree. Spoke headed over to his base, which may be a couple tens of blocks away. He might have medical supplies there.*
"BECAUSE ITS NOT A NORMAL WOUND!! IF ANYTHING—" «He paused, seemingly finding the book he was looking for. Research papers, he read aloud.» "Start log. We know little of this disease, it spreads through flesh—scratches, bites, gaping woulda are all risks of infection—no matter how small. We have tried developing a cure due to our typical methods being fruitless. End log."
"NO- I DIDN'T- YOURE NOT GONNA DIE!!!! BRO- BRO OH MY END." «Rejoice scrambles through the notes» "IT- It says uhm..it's says that scratches only have a 15% chance of infection...and it's best to keep it clean with cold clear water and regularly change bandages... And uhm- wait. Its shallow right? Just barely breaking skin? Uhm then it's..uhh..." «Rejoice squints and shuffles the paper» "what does that say?? Uh..it's only a 2.5% chance then, so all should be ok"
< Some muttering could be heard, though it was difficult to make out what was being said. >
“Hello—Hello, this is —eo speaking…Can any—e hear me?”
< The line went silent, as if the speaker was waiting for a reply. >
“Jumper? Nufuli? Even Derap would be f—e… Everyone’s act—g weirdly. Our headquarter is swarming with these..creatu—? I— I have no idea w—t going on in there but I’m gonna check it out—out.”
“I’ll report back if I —nd something. Wish me luck I guess.”
The bounty hunter flinched at the sudden sound, his hands immediately fumbling to turn the communicator off. He waited a couple of moments just to make sure the coast was clear.
Leo sighed in relief, thankfully the creatures didn’t seem to notice the static. He leaned his head against the wall before taking deep breaths to calm himself down.
He had no idea who this person was, the voice wasn’t familiar nor did it ring a bell in his head. Still it was the first sign of life that he’d encounter in a while and as much as he was skeptical, he couldn’t help but be curious.
"Hi!" «He speaks in a hushed voice» "i— Rejoice. You a—e?" «Rejoice didn't sound hostile. If anything he sounded friendly, lonely, if you strained—hopeful.»
"Leo. No—o you don't." «The stranger paused» "There was an ou—break. Some disease. Pe—ple are no— longer themselves. Most died. We don't know much aside from how it's spreads—contact. Don't let them get a hold—you."
The radio line went silent as Leo took in their words. There was no way this was true. It shouldn’t be at least. Though he found it difficult to not believe when he had literally proof in front of him.
“An outbreak?”
He repeated, fiddling with his communicator. If that was the case he’d have to get out of the base immediately.
“Spreads through con—t, right? —thing else I need to know about?”
Leo had heard about SpokeIsHere and TheoBaldTheBird on the passing. The latter being a cart PvP-er just like him.
There was only one name on the list that seemed familiar, Parrot’s. They had worked together before and while Leo wouldn’t say they were friends, they were something along the lines.
“Parrot? Are you with him r—right now?”
This Rejoice guy seemed to know a lot, a bit too much in his opinion. But Leo would cross that bridge when he had to. Right now he had things to do and people to find. Preferably other members of BAT.
< Some muttering could be heard, though it was difficult to make out what was being said. >
“Hello—Hello, this is —eo speaking…Can any—e hear me?”
< The line went silent, as if the speaker was waiting for a reply. >
“Jumper? Nufuli? Even Derap would be f—e… Everyone’s act—g weirdly. Our headquarter is swarming with these..creatu—? I— I have no idea w—t going on in there but I’m gonna check it out—out.”
“I’ll report back if I —nd something. Wish me luck I guess.”
The bounty hunter flinched at the sudden sound, his hands immediately fumbling to turn the communicator off. He waited a couple of moments just to make sure the coast was clear.
Leo sighed in relief, thankfully the creatures didn’t seem to notice the static. He leaned his head against the wall before taking deep breaths to calm himself down.
He had no idea who this person was, the voice wasn’t familiar nor did it ring a bell in his head. Still it was the first sign of life that he’d encounter in a while and as much as he was skeptical, he couldn’t help but be curious.
"Hi!" «He speaks in a hushed voice» "i— Rejoice. You a—e?" «Rejoice didn't sound hostile. If anything he sounded friendly, lonely, if you strained—hopeful.»
"Leo. No—o you don't." «The stranger paused» "There was an ou—break. Some disease. Pe—ple are no— longer themselves. Most died. We don't know much aside from how it's spreads—contact. Don't let them get a hold—you."
The radio line went silent as Leo took in their words. There was no way this was true. It shouldn’t be at least. Though he found it difficult to not believe when he had literally proof in front of him.
“An outbreak?”
He repeated, fiddling with his communicator. If that was the case he’d have to get out of the base immediately.
“Spreads through con—t, right? —thing else I need to know about?”
Leo had heard about SpokeIsHere and TheoBaldTheBird on the passing. The latter being a cart PvP-er just like him.
There was only one name on the list that seemed familiar, Parrot’s. They had worked together before and while Leo wouldn’t say they were friends, they were something along the lines.
“Parrot? Are you with him r—right now?”
This Rejoice guy seemed to know a lot, a bit too much in his opinion. But Leo would cross that bridge when he had to. Right now he had things to do and people to find. Preferably other members of BAT.
< Some muttering could be heard, though it was difficult to make out what was being said. >
“Hello—Hello, this is —eo speaking…Can any—e hear me?”
< The line went silent, as if the speaker was waiting for a reply. >
“Jumper? Nufuli? Even Derap would be f—e… Everyone’s act—g weirdly. Our headquarter is swarming with these..creatu—? I— I have no idea w—t going on in there but I’m gonna check it out—out.”
“I’ll report back if I —nd something. Wish me luck I guess.”
The bounty hunter flinched at the sudden sound, his hands immediately fumbling to turn the communicator off. He waited a couple of moments just to make sure the coast was clear.
Leo sighed in relief, thankfully the creatures didn’t seem to notice the static. He leaned his head against the wall before taking deep breaths to calm himself down.
He had no idea who this person was, the voice wasn’t familiar nor did it ring a bell in his head. Still it was the first sign of life that he’d encounter in a while and as much as he was skeptical, he couldn’t help but be curious.
"Hi!" «He speaks in a hushed voice» "i— Rejoice. You a—e?" «Rejoice didn't sound hostile. If anything he sounded friendly, lonely, if you strained—hopeful.»
"Leo. No—o you don't." «The stranger paused» "There was an ou—break. Some disease. Pe—ple are no— longer themselves. Most died. We don't know much aside from how it's spreads—contact. Don't let them get a hold—you."
The radio line went silent as Leo took in their words. There was no way this was true. It shouldn’t be at least. Though he found it difficult to not believe when he had literally proof in front of him.
“An outbreak?”
He repeated, fiddling with his communicator. If that was the case he’d have to get out of the base immediately.
“Spreads through con—t, right? —thing else I need to know about?”
Leo had heard about SpokeIsHere and TheoBaldTheBird on the passing. The latter being a cart PvP-er just like him.
There was only one name on the list that seemed familiar, Parrot’s. They had worked together before and while Leo wouldn’t say they were friends, they were something along the lines.
“Parrot? Are you with him r—right now?”
This Rejoice guy seemed to know a lot, a bit too much in his opinion. But Leo would cross that bridge when he had to. Right now he had things to do and people to find. Preferably other members of BAT.
*Spoke sprinted back to the piles on piles of lava-casts.*
“Oh my void, how did I forget it??”
*He turned a corner, almost running into a wall.*
“Cmon, please be ok…”
*He found the radio on the floor and reached to pick it up however stopped himself*
“Oh c'mon.”
*Behind the radio was the same infected guy. Spoke grabbed the radio, and the infected realised and tried to grab him. However failing just short and ripping his sleeve and scratching the top layer of his skin just a little*
“Oh fuc-”
*He began to run and climbed a tree, closer to spawn now*
“FUCK, Rejoice is sleeping and I have no clue how this works”
*He turned on the radio, maybe rejoice or someone else was awake?*
«Soft snoring could just barely be heard through the radio. Rejoice jumps at Spokes sudden outburst, hitting his head on something that sounded like metal.»
"OW- F..Ngh...- Ends sake—" «a gentle rustling of hair could be heard as he rubs the sore spot on his head.»
«Quickly Rejoice scrambles to grab whatever's nearby, for notes.» "Spoke? Spoke!! What happened? Did you get hurt?? What are you yelling for??"
”FUCK- UH, REJOICE THANK THE VOID. I, I WAS OUT AND-“
*Spoke rambled on, mostly confused and scared*
“THE THINGS THEY LIKE SCRATCH ME, LIGHTLY BUT I DON’T KNOW IF THATS BAD OR NOT AND I CAN’T DIE WITH OUT SEEING MAPICC AND I DON’T WANT TO END UP LIKE-LIKE THEM AND I DON’T THINK I REMEMBER HOW I GOT HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE AND-AND”
"O.K. Ok...top layer should be fine...uhm...clean it best you can and wrap it for now, if it starts to look worse you might be infected...and right now, the only known way to stop the spread is...." «He hesitates, slight disgust in his voice» "dispose of the infected area.."
"HAVE YOU CLEANED IT YET??? CLEAN IT AND WRAP IT TIGHTLY!! MAKE SURE THE CLOTH IS CLEAN TOO!!"
«Through the radio Spoke could hear frantic shuffling. Papers, books, everything flying everywhere in search of some notes Rejoice took ages ago. Why can't he find them??»
*You can hear someone climb down the tree. Spoke headed over to his base, which may be a couple tens of blocks away. He might have medical supplies there.*
"BECAUSE ITS NOT A NORMAL WOUND!! IF ANYTHING—" «He paused, seemingly finding the book he was looking for. Research papers, he read aloud.» "Start log. We know little of this disease, it spreads through flesh—scratches, bites, gaping woulda are all risks of infection—no matter how small. We have tried developing a cure due to our typical methods being fruitless. End log."
"NO- I DIDN'T- YOURE NOT GONNA DIE!!!! BRO- BRO OH MY END." «Rejoice scrambles through the notes» "IT- It says uhm..it's says that scratches only have a 15% chance of infection...and it's best to keep it clean with cold clear water and regularly change bandages... And uhm- wait. Its shallow right? Just barely breaking skin? Uhm then it's..uhh..." «Rejoice squints and shuffles the paper» "what does that say?? Uh..it's only a 2.5% chance then, so all should be ok"
*Spoke sprinted back to the piles on piles of lava-casts.*
“Oh my void, how did I forget it??”
*He turned a corner, almost running into a wall.*
“Cmon, please be ok…”
*He found the radio on the floor and reached to pick it up however stopped himself*
“Oh c'mon.”
*Behind the radio was the same infected guy. Spoke grabbed the radio, and the infected realised and tried to grab him. However failing just short and ripping his sleeve and scratching the top layer of his skin just a little*
“Oh fuc-”
*He began to run and climbed a tree, closer to spawn now*
“FUCK, Rejoice is sleeping and I have no clue how this works”
*He turned on the radio, maybe rejoice or someone else was awake?*
«Soft snoring could just barely be heard through the radio. Rejoice jumps at Spokes sudden outburst, hitting his head on something that sounded like metal.»
"OW- F..Ngh...- Ends sake—" «a gentle rustling of hair could be heard as he rubs the sore spot on his head.»
«Quickly Rejoice scrambles to grab whatever's nearby, for notes.» "Spoke? Spoke!! What happened? Did you get hurt?? What are you yelling for??"
”FUCK- UH, REJOICE THANK THE VOID. I, I WAS OUT AND-“
*Spoke rambled on, mostly confused and scared*
“THE THINGS THEY LIKE SCRATCH ME, LIGHTLY BUT I DON’T KNOW IF THATS BAD OR NOT AND I CAN’T DIE WITH OUT SEEING MAPICC AND I DON’T WANT TO END UP LIKE-LIKE THEM AND I DON’T THINK I REMEMBER HOW I GOT HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE AND-AND”
"O.K. Ok...top layer should be fine...uhm...clean it best you can and wrap it for now, if it starts to look worse you might be infected...and right now, the only known way to stop the spread is...." «He hesitates, slight disgust in his voice» "dispose of the infected area.."
"HAVE YOU CLEANED IT YET??? CLEAN IT AND WRAP IT TIGHTLY!! MAKE SURE THE CLOTH IS CLEAN TOO!!"
«Through the radio Spoke could hear frantic shuffling. Papers, books, everything flying everywhere in search of some notes Rejoice took ages ago. Why can't he find them??»
*You can hear someone climb down the tree. Spoke headed over to his base, which may be a couple tens of blocks away. He might have medical supplies there.*
"BECAUSE ITS NOT A NORMAL WOUND!! IF ANYTHING—" «He paused, seemingly finding the book he was looking for. Research papers, he read aloud.» "Start log. We know little of this disease, it spreads through flesh—scratches, bites, gaping woulda are all risks of infection—no matter how small. We have tried developing a cure due to our typical methods being fruitless. End log."
"NO- I DIDN'T- YOURE NOT GONNA DIE!!!! BRO- BRO OH MY END." «Rejoice scrambles through the notes» "IT- It says uhm..it's says that scratches only have a 15% chance of infection...and it's best to keep it clean with cold clear water and regularly change bandages... And uhm- wait. Its shallow right? Just barely breaking skin? Uhm then it's..uhh..." «Rejoice squints and shuffles the paper» "what does that say?? Uh..it's only a 2.5% chance then, so all should be ok"
*Spoke sprinted back to the piles on piles of lava-casts.*
“Oh my void, how did I forget it??”
*He turned a corner, almost running into a wall.*
“Cmon, please be ok…”
*He found the radio on the floor and reached to pick it up however stopped himself*
“Oh c'mon.”
*Behind the radio was the same infected guy. Spoke grabbed the radio, and the infected realised and tried to grab him. However failing just short and ripping his sleeve and scratching the top layer of his skin just a little*
“Oh fuc-”
*He began to run and climbed a tree, closer to spawn now*
“FUCK, Rejoice is sleeping and I have no clue how this works”
*He turned on the radio, maybe rejoice or someone else was awake?*
«Soft snoring could just barely be heard through the radio. Rejoice jumps at Spokes sudden outburst, hitting his head on something that sounded like metal.»
"OW- F..Ngh...- Ends sake—" «a gentle rustling of hair could be heard as he rubs the sore spot on his head.»
«Quickly Rejoice scrambles to grab whatever's nearby, for notes.» "Spoke? Spoke!! What happened? Did you get hurt?? What are you yelling for??"
”FUCK- UH, REJOICE THANK THE VOID. I, I WAS OUT AND-“
*Spoke rambled on, mostly confused and scared*
“THE THINGS THEY LIKE SCRATCH ME, LIGHTLY BUT I DON’T KNOW IF THATS BAD OR NOT AND I CAN’T DIE WITH OUT SEEING MAPICC AND I DON’T WANT TO END UP LIKE-LIKE THEM AND I DON’T THINK I REMEMBER HOW I GOT HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE AND-AND”
"O.K. Ok...top layer should be fine...uhm...clean it best you can and wrap it for now, if it starts to look worse you might be infected...and right now, the only known way to stop the spread is...." «He hesitates, slight disgust in his voice» "dispose of the infected area.."
"HAVE YOU CLEANED IT YET??? CLEAN IT AND WRAP IT TIGHTLY!! MAKE SURE THE CLOTH IS CLEAN TOO!!"
«Through the radio Spoke could hear frantic shuffling. Papers, books, everything flying everywhere in search of some notes Rejoice took ages ago. Why can't he find them??»
*You can hear someone climb down the tree. Spoke headed over to his base, which may be a couple tens of blocks away. He might have medical supplies there.*
"BECAUSE ITS NOT A NORMAL WOUND!! IF ANYTHING—" «He paused, seemingly finding the book he was looking for. Research papers, he read aloud.» "Start log. We know little of this disease, it spreads through flesh—scratches, bites, gaping woulda are all risks of infection—no matter how small. We have tried developing a cure due to our typical methods being fruitless. End log."
< Some muttering could be heard, though it was difficult to make out what was being said. >
“Hello—Hello, this is —eo speaking…Can any—e hear me?”
< The line went silent, as if the speaker was waiting for a reply. >
“Jumper? Nufuli? Even Derap would be f—e… Everyone’s act—g weirdly. Our headquarter is swarming with these..creatu—? I— I have no idea w—t going on in there but I’m gonna check it out—out.”
“I’ll report back if I —nd something. Wish me luck I guess.”
The bounty hunter flinched at the sudden sound, his hands immediately fumbling to turn the communicator off. He waited a couple of moments just to make sure the coast was clear.
Leo sighed in relief, thankfully the creatures didn’t seem to notice the static. He leaned his head against the wall before taking deep breaths to calm himself down.
He had no idea who this person was, the voice wasn’t familiar nor did it ring a bell in his head. Still it was the first sign of life that he’d encounter in a while and as much as he was skeptical, he couldn’t help but be curious.
"Hi!" «He speaks in a hushed voice» "i— Rejoice. You a—e?" «Rejoice didn't sound hostile. If anything he sounded friendly, lonely, if you strained—hopeful.»
"Leo. No—o you don't." «The stranger paused» "There was an ou—break. Some disease. Pe—ple are no— longer themselves. Most died. We don't know much aside from how it's spreads—contact. Don't let them get a hold—you."
The radio line went silent as Leo took in their words. There was no way this was true. It shouldn’t be at least. Though he found it difficult to not believe when he had literally proof in front of him.
“An outbreak?”
He repeated, fiddling with his communicator. If that was the case he’d have to get out of the base immediately.
“Spreads through con—t, right? —thing else I need to know about?”
Leo had heard about SpokeIsHere and TheoBaldTheBird on the passing. The latter being a cart PvP-er just like him.
There was only one name on the list that seemed familiar, Parrot’s. They had worked together before and while Leo wouldn’t say they were friends, they were something along the lines.
“Parrot? Are you with him r—right now?”
This Rejoice guy seemed to know a lot, a bit too much in his opinion. But Leo would cross that bridge when he had to. Right now he had things to do and people to find. Preferably other members of BAT.
< Some muttering could be heard, though it was difficult to make out what was being said. >
“Hello—Hello, this is —eo speaking…Can any—e hear me?”
< The line went silent, as if the speaker was waiting for a reply. >
“Jumper? Nufuli? Even Derap would be f—e… Everyone’s act—g weirdly. Our headquarter is swarming with these..creatu—? I— I have no idea w—t going on in there but I’m gonna check it out—out.”
“I’ll report back if I —nd something. Wish me luck I guess.”
The bounty hunter flinched at the sudden sound, his hands immediately fumbling to turn the communicator off. He waited a couple of moments just to make sure the coast was clear.
Leo sighed in relief, thankfully the creatures didn’t seem to notice the static. He leaned his head against the wall before taking deep breaths to calm himself down.
He had no idea who this person was, the voice wasn’t familiar nor did it ring a bell in his head. Still it was the first sign of life that he’d encounter in a while and as much as he was skeptical, he couldn’t help but be curious.
"Hi!" «He speaks in a hushed voice» "i— Rejoice. You a—e?" «Rejoice didn't sound hostile. If anything he sounded friendly, lonely, if you strained—hopeful.»
"Leo. No—o you don't." «The stranger paused» "There was an ou—break. Some disease. Pe—ple are no— longer themselves. Most died. We don't know much aside from how it's spreads—contact. Don't let them get a hold—you."
The radio line went silent as Leo took in their words. There was no way this was true. It shouldn’t be at least. Though he found it difficult to not believe when he had literally proof in front of him.
“An outbreak?”
He repeated, fiddling with his communicator. If that was the case he’d have to get out of the base immediately.
“Spreads through con—t, right? —thing else I need to know about?”