No More Apocalypses

[roymctexastsct]

As someone just requested a pinned post, here we go!

This blog features the Team No More Apocalypses characters from The Stars Claim Them, including Gerry, Nastya, Oliver, and Danny. We've also seen appearances from the Archives cast (mainly Tim and Jon so far, but Martin at least once or twice), and from Nastya's crew poking their noses in where they don't belong.

If you're confused as to who is talking in a post, the post will be tagged with the character(s) talking. Generally, in specific posts, each character will have a different typing style (bold, italics) or color. For the main bunch, Nastya is plain text, Gerry is italics, Oliver is bold and italics, and Danny is just bold. Other characters add color to the mix.

Anyways, enjoy! This is mainly an RP blog, and I do not own the characters or related medias they are from. Please don't point me out to the creators. Have fun with asks, reach out in character if you'd like, and have fun!

[roymctexastsct]

Alright so first ya'll start talking to me and now you just start showing up silently and waiting for me to press the button.

That's creepy as shit you know and the Archives themselves are creepy as shit.

-Jonny D'Ville Jon Sims, Head Archivist, First Mate of the Starship Aurora

Don’t I know it. Now, what is it this time? I’ve got a few minutes to spare if you’ve got a question or something before- let’s not go there. Otherwise, if you’re just talking to talk, then best just leave it at that, shall we?

[firstarchivist]

..Oh I did not know that it would get to someone-

Sorry, didn't mean to bother you or anything.

Tapes have just started randomly showing up but they've talked and this one was just sitting here and well one what the fuck and two I'm bored, 2 weeks off work when work is the only thing you do happens to be very very boring, even when annoying coworkers come over to bother you multiple times in three days.

[roymctexastsct]

Well, I don’t exactly talk out of nowhere, do I? Bad for your health. Especially if you don’t have a reason.

And really, work’s the only thing you do? You sound almost as bad as some of my friends. You’d think they’d know the benefit of a day off.

[firstarchivist]

Well it's all I can do to not think about the fact I was left here, not that it really works.

My coworkers try to, you know, drag me out places, and they've succeeded a little now, after I told them I don't drink, which is not a lie but not like the truth either.

[roymctexastsct]

Don’t need to be with other people in order to have an interesting non-working time. Just helps with having backup in case you suddenly end up on the wrong side of a cop’s interest for no good reason or something.

And you can have friends who aren’t coworkers. Go do things that aren’t technically work. Annoy the hell out of people. It’s not nothing.

[firstarchivist]

And get attached to more mortals, nah, that never ends well for me. Last time I did that we got a master of arms.

Besides not really feeling very social. Someone else, from a different world told me it was my sister, Nastya, who left me here, so not exactly the best company.

And I'm-well I'm sewing a bit.

[roymctexastsct]

. . . Well, that’s a turn of events. Wonder how that one happened.

Have heard that having friends tends to help people, mortal or immortal, with being a bit more stable. Feel like that explains some things.

[firstarchivist]

Yeah-I don't-I don't know either, I really don't know..and she took my phone too, can't even contact Aurora, even if I had memorized phone numbers, which I totally haven't, I couldn't contact them, they're in space and I'm not..

I mean..my assistants certainly try to be my friends..which they absolutely aren't, I don't care about them at all, I just didn't want Martin staying in the Archives unsupervised, who knows what he would do.

And well Georgie's my friend, she also knows so.

[roymctexastsct]

Oh, sure, Martin’s totally not your friend. Definitely.

Wonder if— never mind.

I mean, I’m probably dead in your world anyhow, my guess. But who knows?

Really though. Probably could look up where you performed, slip one of your crewmates a note to open later. Something that’ll make sense once you’re gone. You lot did perform on Earth a few times before. . . when I’m guessing you are, right?

[firstarchivist]

On Earth yeah, we don't perform soon, as fair as I know, the next time in timeline we're here in the Lunar war, Moon war. Or you know if they end up listening to Aurora and actually go where she wants them to, which is back here. Plus Nastya keeps changing her course so..feeling just brilliant about that.

Oh are you-you said you worked at the Archives, Gerald Keay? Yeah, died of a brain tumor a while back, I heard about it up in research, especially since Gertrude didn't take anyone even resembling an assistant afterwards.

It shows in the state of the Archives to, Ivy would kill someone if she saw what it looked like.

I have been looking out for anything regarding performances though, just-just in case.

[roymctexastsct]

Gerald?

If that’s my name over there, poor sod. I think that’s worse.

And I wasn’t officially working there. At least, here. Last official assistant— does he count, or—

Who knows. Probably would. And wouldn’t.

[firstarchivist]

Something like that at least, like I said I heard about it, through the office gossip pipeline, which I was not involed with if I could help it.

Might find out more, we're gonna listen to some tapes Martin found around her body in the tunnels once we're allowed back to work, the damn worms.

[roymctexastsct]

Oh, you just found her?

Wonderful. That’s just—

Let’s see. If you don’t have anyone from the crew about, then—

Is there a web table in artifact storage right now, and did anyone go in there during the worm attack?

[firstarchivist]

There was a table in artifact storage, not of the web I don't think, I went in artifact storage during the worm attack, shot a fucker for looking like me, and then went back and burned it and the thing inside of it.

So if you're asking if the Not Them got someone, the answer's no.

And yeah, we just found her, well Martin found her.

[roymctexastsct]

Great. We had someone able to stop the not-them here, but— probably dead on your side of things too. Unless you happen to recognize the name Danny.

And that’s great. Wonderful. I’m sure everything’ll go so well with that.

[firstarchivist]

I don't think I do-wait actually-I do, Tim had a brother named Danny, hasn't said shit about him but I give him certain days off because of it, I'm an asshole and a prick but not that much of one. He died just before Tim came to work at the institute.

Well we think it's Elias-Jonah? We think the big boss did it, at least right now, cause well it's in the tunnels, shot, who the fuck would know about the tunnels, and he is the one who 'found' the blood at her desk and 'found out' she's missing. He's also a creepy motherfucker and I don't like him so..

[roymctexastsct]

Our world, Danny’s still around. Had a rough time of it, but he’s a friend.

And really, you got that much already? Next thing you’ll know you’ll find Gertrude’s C-4 stash and have a real blast.

[firstarchivist]

Martin did, mostly at least. I-well I don't think any of them are capable of murder well-Tim could for the right reason, and Sasha, but they don't have a reason I can think of to kill her. I certainly fucking didn't do it and Martin, I don't think he has the stomach.

But that's my centuries talking, plus a Ghost Sasha told us that Elias was Jonah, so we didn't actually find that out ourselves.

Fucker's creepy anyway, would happily kill him if doing so wouldn't kill the entire institute. and that I learn because my crew has gotten on my ass about actually reading contracts.

..don't tell Tim but if I'd known him before-I probably would have tried to figure out a way to save his brother. I've gotten soft, I think, that's why-I don't know unnecessary violence doesn't sound all that great right now..

[roymctexastsct]

I mean, you would’ve if you’d met him. Danny’s great. Good with a lot of different things. Got into axe throwing for a few months before all this, so that kind of. . . stuck.

and yeah Elias— Jonah— whatever? I’d call him a motherfucker but hardly anyone deserves that, I think. He might, but. Bad images.

My suggestion? There’s a way out of the archives contracts, but it involves, well. . . don’t know how much you’ll be able to see. You know why Gunpowder needed his mechanism? That, but you don’t have to be as messy.

Offer that up. People need to be able to feel like they can have a way out if they can.

[roymctexastsct]

Alright so first ya'll start talking to me and now you just start showing up silently and waiting for me to press the button.

That's creepy as shit you know and the Archives themselves are creepy as shit.

-Jonny D'Ville Jon Sims, Head Archivist, First Mate of the Starship Aurora

Don’t I know it. Now, what is it this time? I’ve got a few minutes to spare if you’ve got a question or something before- let’s not go there. Otherwise, if you’re just talking to talk, then best just leave it at that, shall we?

[firstarchivist]

..Oh I did not know that it would get to someone-

Sorry, didn't mean to bother you or anything.

Tapes have just started randomly showing up but they've talked and this one was just sitting here and well one what the fuck and two I'm bored, 2 weeks off work when work is the only thing you do happens to be very very boring, even when annoying coworkers come over to bother you multiple times in three days.

[roymctexastsct]

Well, I don’t exactly talk out of nowhere, do I? Bad for your health. Especially if you don’t have a reason.

And really, work’s the only thing you do? You sound almost as bad as some of my friends. You’d think they’d know the benefit of a day off.

[firstarchivist]

Well it's all I can do to not think about the fact I was left here, not that it really works.

My coworkers try to, you know, drag me out places, and they've succeeded a little now, after I told them I don't drink, which is not a lie but not like the truth either.

[roymctexastsct]

Don’t need to be with other people in order to have an interesting non-working time. Just helps with having backup in case you suddenly end up on the wrong side of a cop’s interest for no good reason or something.

And you can have friends who aren’t coworkers. Go do things that aren’t technically work. Annoy the hell out of people. It’s not nothing.

[firstarchivist]

And get attached to more mortals, nah, that never ends well for me. Last time I did that we got a master of arms.

Besides not really feeling very social. Someone else, from a different world told me it was my sister, Nastya, who left me here, so not exactly the best company.

And I'm-well I'm sewing a bit.

[roymctexastsct]

. . . Well, that’s a turn of events. Wonder how that one happened.

Have heard that having friends tends to help people, mortal or immortal, with being a bit more stable. Feel like that explains some things.

[firstarchivist]

Yeah-I don't-I don't know either, I really don't know..and she took my phone too, can't even contact Aurora, even if I had memorized phone numbers, which I totally haven't, I couldn't contact them, they're in space and I'm not..

I mean..my assistants certainly try to be my friends..which they absolutely aren't, I don't care about them at all, I just didn't want Martin staying in the Archives unsupervised, who knows what he would do.

And well Georgie's my friend, she also knows so.

[roymctexastsct]

Oh, sure, Martin’s totally not your friend. Definitely.

Wonder if— never mind.

I mean, I’m probably dead in your world anyhow, my guess. But who knows?

Really though. Probably could look up where you performed, slip one of your crewmates a note to open later. Something that’ll make sense once you’re gone. You lot did perform on Earth a few times before. . . when I’m guessing you are, right?

[firstarchivist]

On Earth yeah, we don't perform soon, as fair as I know, the next time in timeline we're here in the Lunar war, Moon war. Or you know if they end up listening to Aurora and actually go where she wants them to, which is back here. Plus Nastya keeps changing her course so..feeling just brilliant about that.

Oh are you-you said you worked at the Archives, Gerald Keay? Yeah, died of a brain tumor a while back, I heard about it up in research, especially since Gertrude didn't take anyone even resembling an assistant afterwards.

It shows in the state of the Archives to, Ivy would kill someone if she saw what it looked like.

I have been looking out for anything regarding performances though, just-just in case.

[roymctexastsct]

Gerald?

If that’s my name over there, poor sod. I think that’s worse.

And I wasn’t officially working there. At least, here. Last official assistant— does he count, or—

Who knows. Probably would. And wouldn’t.

[firstarchivist]

Something like that at least, like I said I heard about it, through the office gossip pipeline, which I was not involed with if I could help it.

Might find out more, we're gonna listen to some tapes Martin found around her body in the tunnels once we're allowed back to work, the damn worms.

[roymctexastsct]

Oh, you just found her?

Wonderful. That’s just—

Let’s see. If you don’t have anyone from the crew about, then—

Is there a web table in artifact storage right now, and did anyone go in there during the worm attack?

[firstarchivist]

There was a table in artifact storage, not of the web I don't think, I went in artifact storage during the worm attack, shot a fucker for looking like me, and then went back and burned it and the thing inside of it.

So if you're asking if the Not Them got someone, the answer's no.

And yeah, we just found her, well Martin found her.

[roymctexastsct]

Great. We had someone able to stop the not-them here, but— probably dead on your side of things too. Unless you happen to recognize the name Danny.

And that’s great. Wonderful. I’m sure everything’ll go so well with that.

[firstarchivist]

I don't think I do-wait actually-I do, Tim had a brother named Danny, hasn't said shit about him but I give him certain days off because of it, I'm an asshole and a prick but not that much of one. He died just before Tim came to work at the institute.

Well we think it's Elias-Jonah? We think the big boss did it, at least right now, cause well it's in the tunnels, shot, who the fuck would know about the tunnels, and he is the one who 'found' the blood at her desk and 'found out' she's missing. He's also a creepy motherfucker and I don't like him so..

[roymctexastsct]

Our world, Danny’s still around. Had a rough time of it, but he’s a friend.

And really, you got that much already? Next thing you’ll know you’ll find Gertrude’s C-4 stash and have a real blast.

[roymctexastsct]

Alright so first ya'll start talking to me and now you just start showing up silently and waiting for me to press the button.

That's creepy as shit you know and the Archives themselves are creepy as shit.

-Jonny D'Ville Jon Sims, Head Archivist, First Mate of the Starship Aurora

Don’t I know it. Now, what is it this time? I’ve got a few minutes to spare if you’ve got a question or something before- let’s not go there. Otherwise, if you’re just talking to talk, then best just leave it at that, shall we?

[firstarchivist]

..Oh I did not know that it would get to someone-

Sorry, didn't mean to bother you or anything.

Tapes have just started randomly showing up but they've talked and this one was just sitting here and well one what the fuck and two I'm bored, 2 weeks off work when work is the only thing you do happens to be very very boring, even when annoying coworkers come over to bother you multiple times in three days.

[roymctexastsct]

Well, I don’t exactly talk out of nowhere, do I? Bad for your health. Especially if you don’t have a reason.

And really, work’s the only thing you do? You sound almost as bad as some of my friends. You’d think they’d know the benefit of a day off.

[firstarchivist]

Well it's all I can do to not think about the fact I was left here, not that it really works.

My coworkers try to, you know, drag me out places, and they've succeeded a little now, after I told them I don't drink, which is not a lie but not like the truth either.

[roymctexastsct]

Don’t need to be with other people in order to have an interesting non-working time. Just helps with having backup in case you suddenly end up on the wrong side of a cop’s interest for no good reason or something.

And you can have friends who aren’t coworkers. Go do things that aren’t technically work. Annoy the hell out of people. It’s not nothing.

[firstarchivist]

And get attached to more mortals, nah, that never ends well for me. Last time I did that we got a master of arms.

Besides not really feeling very social. Someone else, from a different world told me it was my sister, Nastya, who left me here, so not exactly the best company.

And I'm-well I'm sewing a bit.

[roymctexastsct]

. . . Well, that’s a turn of events. Wonder how that one happened.

Have heard that having friends tends to help people, mortal or immortal, with being a bit more stable. Feel like that explains some things.

[firstarchivist]

Yeah-I don't-I don't know either, I really don't know..and she took my phone too, can't even contact Aurora, even if I had memorized phone numbers, which I totally haven't, I couldn't contact them, they're in space and I'm not..

I mean..my assistants certainly try to be my friends..which they absolutely aren't, I don't care about them at all, I just didn't want Martin staying in the Archives unsupervised, who knows what he would do.

And well Georgie's my friend, she also knows so.

[roymctexastsct]

Oh, sure, Martin’s totally not your friend. Definitely.

Wonder if— never mind.

I mean, I’m probably dead in your world anyhow, my guess. But who knows?

Really though. Probably could look up where you performed, slip one of your crewmates a note to open later. Something that’ll make sense once you’re gone. You lot did perform on Earth a few times before. . . when I’m guessing you are, right?

[firstarchivist]

On Earth yeah, we don't perform soon, as fair as I know, the next time in timeline we're here in the Lunar war, Moon war. Or you know if they end up listening to Aurora and actually go where she wants them to, which is back here. Plus Nastya keeps changing her course so..feeling just brilliant about that.

Oh are you-you said you worked at the Archives, Gerald Keay? Yeah, died of a brain tumor a while back, I heard about it up in research, especially since Gertrude didn't take anyone even resembling an assistant afterwards.

It shows in the state of the Archives to, Ivy would kill someone if she saw what it looked like.

I have been looking out for anything regarding performances though, just-just in case.

[roymctexastsct]

Gerald?

If that’s my name over there, poor sod. I think that’s worse.

And I wasn’t officially working there. At least, here. Last official assistant— does he count, or—

Who knows. Probably would. And wouldn’t.

[firstarchivist]

Something like that at least, like I said I heard about it, through the office gossip pipeline, which I was not involed with if I could help it.

Might find out more, we're gonna listen to some tapes Martin found around her body in the tunnels once we're allowed back to work, the damn worms.

[roymctexastsct]

Oh, you just found her?

Wonderful. That’s just—

Let’s see. If you don’t have anyone from the crew about, then—

Is there a web table in artifact storage right now, and did anyone go in there during the worm attack?

[firstarchivist]

There was a table in artifact storage, not of the web I don't think, I went in artifact storage during the worm attack, shot a fucker for looking like me, and then went back and burned it and the thing inside of it.

So if you're asking if the Not Them got someone, the answer's no.

And yeah, we just found her, well Martin found her.

[roymctexastsct]

Great. We had someone able to stop the not-them here, but— probably dead on your side of things too. Unless you happen to recognize the name Danny.

And that’s great. Wonderful. I’m sure everything’ll go so well with that.

[roymctexastsct]

Alright so first ya'll start talking to me and now you just start showing up silently and waiting for me to press the button.

That's creepy as shit you know and the Archives themselves are creepy as shit.

-Jonny D'Ville Jon Sims, Head Archivist, First Mate of the Starship Aurora

Don’t I know it. Now, what is it this time? I’ve got a few minutes to spare if you’ve got a question or something before- let’s not go there. Otherwise, if you’re just talking to talk, then best just leave it at that, shall we?

[firstarchivist]

..Oh I did not know that it would get to someone-

Sorry, didn't mean to bother you or anything.

Tapes have just started randomly showing up but they've talked and this one was just sitting here and well one what the fuck and two I'm bored, 2 weeks off work when work is the only thing you do happens to be very very boring, even when annoying coworkers come over to bother you multiple times in three days.

[roymctexastsct]

Well, I don’t exactly talk out of nowhere, do I? Bad for your health. Especially if you don’t have a reason.

And really, work’s the only thing you do? You sound almost as bad as some of my friends. You’d think they’d know the benefit of a day off.

[firstarchivist]

Well it's all I can do to not think about the fact I was left here, not that it really works.

My coworkers try to, you know, drag me out places, and they've succeeded a little now, after I told them I don't drink, which is not a lie but not like the truth either.

[roymctexastsct]

Don’t need to be with other people in order to have an interesting non-working time. Just helps with having backup in case you suddenly end up on the wrong side of a cop’s interest for no good reason or something.

And you can have friends who aren’t coworkers. Go do things that aren’t technically work. Annoy the hell out of people. It’s not nothing.

[firstarchivist]

And get attached to more mortals, nah, that never ends well for me. Last time I did that we got a master of arms.

Besides not really feeling very social. Someone else, from a different world told me it was my sister, Nastya, who left me here, so not exactly the best company.

And I'm-well I'm sewing a bit.

[roymctexastsct]

. . . Well, that’s a turn of events. Wonder how that one happened.

Have heard that having friends tends to help people, mortal or immortal, with being a bit more stable. Feel like that explains some things.

[firstarchivist]

Yeah-I don't-I don't know either, I really don't know..and she took my phone too, can't even contact Aurora, even if I had memorized phone numbers, which I totally haven't, I couldn't contact them, they're in space and I'm not..

I mean..my assistants certainly try to be my friends..which they absolutely aren't, I don't care about them at all, I just didn't want Martin staying in the Archives unsupervised, who knows what he would do.

And well Georgie's my friend, she also knows so.

[roymctexastsct]

Oh, sure, Martin’s totally not your friend. Definitely.

Wonder if— never mind.

I mean, I’m probably dead in your world anyhow, my guess. But who knows?

Really though. Probably could look up where you performed, slip one of your crewmates a note to open later. Something that’ll make sense once you’re gone. You lot did perform on Earth a few times before. . . when I’m guessing you are, right?

[firstarchivist]

On Earth yeah, we don't perform soon, as fair as I know, the next time in timeline we're here in the Lunar war, Moon war. Or you know if they end up listening to Aurora and actually go where she wants them to, which is back here. Plus Nastya keeps changing her course so..feeling just brilliant about that.

Oh are you-you said you worked at the Archives, Gerald Keay? Yeah, died of a brain tumor a while back, I heard about it up in research, especially since Gertrude didn't take anyone even resembling an assistant afterwards.

It shows in the state of the Archives to, Ivy would kill someone if she saw what it looked like.

I have been looking out for anything regarding performances though, just-just in case.

[roymctexastsct]

Gerald?

If that’s my name over there, poor sod. I think that’s worse.

And I wasn’t officially working there. At least, here. Last official assistant— does he count, or—

Who knows. Probably would. And wouldn’t.

[firstarchivist]

Something like that at least, like I said I heard about it, through the office gossip pipeline, which I was not involed with if I could help it.

Might find out more, we're gonna listen to some tapes Martin found around her body in the tunnels once we're allowed back to work, the damn worms.

[roymctexastsct]

Oh, you just found her?

Wonderful. That’s just—

Let’s see. If you don’t have anyone from the crew about, then—

Is there a web table in artifact storage right now, and did anyone go in there during the worm attack?

[roymctexastsct]

Alright so first ya'll start talking to me and now you just start showing up silently and waiting for me to press the button.

That's creepy as shit you know and the Archives themselves are creepy as shit.

-Jonny D'Ville Jon Sims, Head Archivist, First Mate of the Starship Aurora

Don’t I know it. Now, what is it this time? I’ve got a few minutes to spare if you’ve got a question or something before- let’s not go there. Otherwise, if you’re just talking to talk, then best just leave it at that, shall we?

[firstarchivist]

..Oh I did not know that it would get to someone-

Sorry, didn't mean to bother you or anything.

Tapes have just started randomly showing up but they've talked and this one was just sitting here and well one what the fuck and two I'm bored, 2 weeks off work when work is the only thing you do happens to be very very boring, even when annoying coworkers come over to bother you multiple times in three days.

[roymctexastsct]

Well, I don’t exactly talk out of nowhere, do I? Bad for your health. Especially if you don’t have a reason.

And really, work’s the only thing you do? You sound almost as bad as some of my friends. You’d think they’d know the benefit of a day off.

[firstarchivist]

Well it's all I can do to not think about the fact I was left here, not that it really works.

My coworkers try to, you know, drag me out places, and they've succeeded a little now, after I told them I don't drink, which is not a lie but not like the truth either.

[roymctexastsct]

Don’t need to be with other people in order to have an interesting non-working time. Just helps with having backup in case you suddenly end up on the wrong side of a cop’s interest for no good reason or something.

And you can have friends who aren’t coworkers. Go do things that aren’t technically work. Annoy the hell out of people. It’s not nothing.

[firstarchivist]

And get attached to more mortals, nah, that never ends well for me. Last time I did that we got a master of arms.

Besides not really feeling very social. Someone else, from a different world told me it was my sister, Nastya, who left me here, so not exactly the best company.

And I'm-well I'm sewing a bit.

[roymctexastsct]

. . . Well, that’s a turn of events. Wonder how that one happened.

Have heard that having friends tends to help people, mortal or immortal, with being a bit more stable. Feel like that explains some things.

[firstarchivist]

Yeah-I don't-I don't know either, I really don't know..and she took my phone too, can't even contact Aurora, even if I had memorized phone numbers, which I totally haven't, I couldn't contact them, they're in space and I'm not..

I mean..my assistants certainly try to be my friends..which they absolutely aren't, I don't care about them at all, I just didn't want Martin staying in the Archives unsupervised, who knows what he would do.

And well Georgie's my friend, she also knows so.

[roymctexastsct]

Oh, sure, Martin’s totally not your friend. Definitely.

Wonder if— never mind.

I mean, I’m probably dead in your world anyhow, my guess. But who knows?

Really though. Probably could look up where you performed, slip one of your crewmates a note to open later. Something that’ll make sense once you’re gone. You lot did perform on Earth a few times before. . . when I’m guessing you are, right?

[firstarchivist]

On Earth yeah, we don't perform soon, as fair as I know, the next time in timeline we're here in the Lunar war, Moon war. Or you know if they end up listening to Aurora and actually go where she wants them to, which is back here. Plus Nastya keeps changing her course so..feeling just brilliant about that.

Oh are you-you said you worked at the Archives, Gerald Keay? Yeah, died of a brain tumor a while back, I heard about it up in research, especially since Gertrude didn't take anyone even resembling an assistant afterwards.

It shows in the state of the Archives to, Ivy would kill someone if she saw what it looked like.

I have been looking out for anything regarding performances though, just-just in case.

[roymctexastsct]

Gerald?

If that’s my name over there, poor sod. I think that’s worse.

And I wasn’t officially working there. At least, here. Last official assistant— does he count, or—

Who knows. Probably would. And wouldn’t.

[roymctexastsct]

Alright so first ya'll start talking to me and now you just start showing up silently and waiting for me to press the button.

That's creepy as shit you know and the Archives themselves are creepy as shit.

-Jonny D'Ville Jon Sims, Head Archivist, First Mate of the Starship Aurora

Don’t I know it. Now, what is it this time? I’ve got a few minutes to spare if you’ve got a question or something before- let’s not go there. Otherwise, if you’re just talking to talk, then best just leave it at that, shall we?

[firstarchivist]

..Oh I did not know that it would get to someone-

Sorry, didn't mean to bother you or anything.

Tapes have just started randomly showing up but they've talked and this one was just sitting here and well one what the fuck and two I'm bored, 2 weeks off work when work is the only thing you do happens to be very very boring, even when annoying coworkers come over to bother you multiple times in three days.

[roymctexastsct]

Well, I don’t exactly talk out of nowhere, do I? Bad for your health. Especially if you don’t have a reason.

And really, work’s the only thing you do? You sound almost as bad as some of my friends. You’d think they’d know the benefit of a day off.

[firstarchivist]

Well it's all I can do to not think about the fact I was left here, not that it really works.

My coworkers try to, you know, drag me out places, and they've succeeded a little now, after I told them I don't drink, which is not a lie but not like the truth either.

[roymctexastsct]

Don’t need to be with other people in order to have an interesting non-working time. Just helps with having backup in case you suddenly end up on the wrong side of a cop’s interest for no good reason or something.

And you can have friends who aren’t coworkers. Go do things that aren’t technically work. Annoy the hell out of people. It’s not nothing.

[firstarchivist]

And get attached to more mortals, nah, that never ends well for me. Last time I did that we got a master of arms.

Besides not really feeling very social. Someone else, from a different world told me it was my sister, Nastya, who left me here, so not exactly the best company.

And I'm-well I'm sewing a bit.

[roymctexastsct]

. . . Well, that’s a turn of events. Wonder how that one happened.

Have heard that having friends tends to help people, mortal or immortal, with being a bit more stable. Feel like that explains some things.

[firstarchivist]

Yeah-I don't-I don't know either, I really don't know..and she took my phone too, can't even contact Aurora, even if I had memorized phone numbers, which I totally haven't, I couldn't contact them, they're in space and I'm not..

I mean..my assistants certainly try to be my friends..which they absolutely aren't, I don't care about them at all, I just didn't want Martin staying in the Archives unsupervised, who knows what he would do.

And well Georgie's my friend, she also knows so.

[roymctexastsct]

Oh, sure, Martin’s totally not your friend. Definitely.

Wonder if— never mind.

I mean, I’m probably dead in your world anyhow, my guess. But who knows?

Really though. Probably could look up where you performed, slip one of your crewmates a note to open later. Something that’ll make sense once you’re gone. You lot did perform on Earth a few times before. . . when I’m guessing you are, right?

[roymctexastsct]

Alright so first ya'll start talking to me and now you just start showing up silently and waiting for me to press the button.

That's creepy as shit you know and the Archives themselves are creepy as shit.

-Jonny D'Ville Jon Sims, Head Archivist, First Mate of the Starship Aurora

Don’t I know it. Now, what is it this time? I’ve got a few minutes to spare if you’ve got a question or something before- let’s not go there. Otherwise, if you’re just talking to talk, then best just leave it at that, shall we?

[firstarchivist]

..Oh I did not know that it would get to someone-

Sorry, didn't mean to bother you or anything.

Tapes have just started randomly showing up but they've talked and this one was just sitting here and well one what the fuck and two I'm bored, 2 weeks off work when work is the only thing you do happens to be very very boring, even when annoying coworkers come over to bother you multiple times in three days.

[roymctexastsct]

Well, I don’t exactly talk out of nowhere, do I? Bad for your health. Especially if you don’t have a reason.

And really, work’s the only thing you do? You sound almost as bad as some of my friends. You’d think they’d know the benefit of a day off.

[firstarchivist]

Well it's all I can do to not think about the fact I was left here, not that it really works.

My coworkers try to, you know, drag me out places, and they've succeeded a little now, after I told them I don't drink, which is not a lie but not like the truth either.

[roymctexastsct]

Don’t need to be with other people in order to have an interesting non-working time. Just helps with having backup in case you suddenly end up on the wrong side of a cop’s interest for no good reason or something.

And you can have friends who aren’t coworkers. Go do things that aren’t technically work. Annoy the hell out of people. It’s not nothing.

[firstarchivist]

And get attached to more mortals, nah, that never ends well for me. Last time I did that we got a master of arms.

Besides not really feeling very social. Someone else, from a different world told me it was my sister, Nastya, who left me here, so not exactly the best company.

And I'm-well I'm sewing a bit.

[roymctexastsct]

. . . Well, that’s a turn of events. Wonder how that one happened.

Have heard that having friends tends to help people, mortal or immortal, with being a bit more stable. Feel like that explains some things.

[roymctexastsct]

Alright so first ya'll start talking to me and now you just start showing up silently and waiting for me to press the button.

That's creepy as shit you know and the Archives themselves are creepy as shit.

-Jonny D'Ville Jon Sims, Head Archivist, First Mate of the Starship Aurora

Don’t I know it. Now, what is it this time? I’ve got a few minutes to spare if you’ve got a question or something before- let’s not go there. Otherwise, if you’re just talking to talk, then best just leave it at that, shall we?

[firstarchivist]

..Oh I did not know that it would get to someone-

Sorry, didn't mean to bother you or anything.

Tapes have just started randomly showing up but they've talked and this one was just sitting here and well one what the fuck and two I'm bored, 2 weeks off work when work is the only thing you do happens to be very very boring, even when annoying coworkers come over to bother you multiple times in three days.

[roymctexastsct]

Well, I don’t exactly talk out of nowhere, do I? Bad for your health. Especially if you don’t have a reason.

And really, work’s the only thing you do? You sound almost as bad as some of my friends. You’d think they’d know the benefit of a day off.

[firstarchivist]

Well it's all I can do to not think about the fact I was left here, not that it really works.

My coworkers try to, you know, drag me out places, and they've succeeded a little now, after I told them I don't drink, which is not a lie but not like the truth either.

[roymctexastsct]

Don’t need to be with other people in order to have an interesting non-working time. Just helps with having backup in case you suddenly end up on the wrong side of a cop’s interest for no good reason or something.

And you can have friends who aren’t coworkers. Go do things that aren’t technically work. Annoy the hell out of people. It’s not nothing.

[roymctexastsct]

Alright so first ya'll start talking to me and now you just start showing up silently and waiting for me to press the button.

That's creepy as shit you know and the Archives themselves are creepy as shit.

-Jonny D'Ville Jon Sims, Head Archivist, First Mate of the Starship Aurora

Don’t I know it. Now, what is it this time? I’ve got a few minutes to spare if you’ve got a question or something before- let’s not go there. Otherwise, if you’re just talking to talk, then best just leave it at that, shall we?

[firstarchivist]

..Oh I did not know that it would get to someone-

Sorry, didn't mean to bother you or anything.

Tapes have just started randomly showing up but they've talked and this one was just sitting here and well one what the fuck and two I'm bored, 2 weeks off work when work is the only thing you do happens to be very very boring, even when annoying coworkers come over to bother you multiple times in three days.

[roymctexastsct]

Well, I don’t exactly talk out of nowhere, do I? Bad for your health. Especially if you don’t have a reason.

And really, work’s the only thing you do? You sound almost as bad as some of my friends. You’d think they’d know the benefit of a day off.

[roymctexastsct]

Alright so first ya'll start talking to me and now you just start showing up silently and waiting for me to press the button.

That's creepy as shit you know and the Archives themselves are creepy as shit.

-Jonny D'Ville Jon Sims, Head Archivist, First Mate of the Starship Aurora

Don’t I know it. Now, what is it this time? I’ve got a few minutes to spare if you’ve got a question or something before- let’s not go there. Otherwise, if you’re just talking to talk, then best just leave it at that, shall we?

[roymctexastsct]

Fish wasn't sure when the door appeared, just that it was there and it looked wrong, the color off, shifty, not quite right.

Oh please don't let this mean that Spiral's come to eat them.

"Hello?"

And now they're talking to a door.

They're just as crazy as Alone, aren't they?

( @severallyfrassireddas )

The door itself was silent. There was a distinct tapping noise on the other side, like there was someone walking on the other side of it. Impossible, really. It was far too close to the walls of the ship for that to be true.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

They shouldn't open it.

Fish knocks, gently, two knocks on the door of impossibilities.

"Hello? Door that's hopefully not come to eat me."

[roymctexastsct]

Slowly, with a creak that sounded more and more like a shriek as it went on, the door opened.

There was nobody on the other side. Not immediately. Just a corridor where none should have ever existed, twisting and turning and continuing beyond the bounds of the ship. . .

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

This was a way to get eaten. Wasn't it?

Fish looked through the door, poking their head through. They weren't going to step through without knowing whose halls they were stepping into.

"Hello? Is there anyone here?"

[roymctexastsct]

"¿єяєнт єησуηα ѕι ¿σℓℓєн"

The words echoed back, but they sounded different. Twisted slightly. Someone else's voice mixed in with the words.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

This was a horrible idea.

Fish turned around, away from the door.

"Alone, I'm going to head through this mysterious door that might eat me. I trust you'll get out of here soon. I'll get in contact when I get wherever this leads!"

Then they looked at the door.

Please don't let them get eaten.

"Okay door. Please don't eat me."

Then they stepped through.

[roymctexastsct]

The door immediately disappeared behind them, turning into a corridor nearly identical to the one in front of them.

ₚₗₑₐₛₑ dₒₙ'ₜ ₑₐₜ ₘₑ echoed from one direction.

"¿єяєнт єησуηα ѕι ¿σℓℓєн" was echoing, fading, from another.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

Great they stepped into a door of chaos.

Right.

"Do you want to talk or echo back my words?"

[roymctexastsct]

ɛռօʟǟ ɛȶɨʊզ ɛʀǟ ʊօʏ 'ɦօ , sighed the frame of a mirror near Pheesh's elbow.

🆆ₕₐₜ 🆆ₒᵤₗ🅳 🅱ₑ ₜₐₗₖᵢₙ🅶 🅱ₐ🅲ₖ? the carpet seemed to whisper, or was it a wall?

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

Okay. Cursed hallways.

Understood.

"A conversation, if you'd like to have one."

Breathe.

[roymctexastsct]

Ⓨⓞⓤ ⓛⓞⓞⓚ ⓛⓘⓚⓔ ⓣⓗⓔⓜ

Those words appeared, letter by letter, on the path in front of them.

Seconds later, a voice that was almost something resembling a person's whispered--

уσυ αяє ησт тнєм

Nobody would be there, if Pheesh turned to look.

[severallyfrassireddas]

Them?

Them who?

"Who? Who do I look like?"

Did this door know another Lyf?

[roymctexastsct]

𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞.

[roymctexastsct]

Fish wasn't sure when the door appeared, just that it was there and it looked wrong, the color off, shifty, not quite right.

Oh please don't let this mean that Spiral's come to eat them.

"Hello?"

And now they're talking to a door.

They're just as crazy as Alone, aren't they?

( @severallyfrassireddas )

The door itself was silent. There was a distinct tapping noise on the other side, like there was someone walking on the other side of it. Impossible, really. It was far too close to the walls of the ship for that to be true.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

They shouldn't open it.

Fish knocks, gently, two knocks on the door of impossibilities.

"Hello? Door that's hopefully not come to eat me."

[roymctexastsct]

Slowly, with a creak that sounded more and more like a shriek as it went on, the door opened.

There was nobody on the other side. Not immediately. Just a corridor where none should have ever existed, twisting and turning and continuing beyond the bounds of the ship. . .

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

This was a way to get eaten. Wasn't it?

Fish looked through the door, poking their head through. They weren't going to step through without knowing whose halls they were stepping into.

"Hello? Is there anyone here?"

[roymctexastsct]

"¿єяєнт єησуηα ѕι ¿σℓℓєн"

The words echoed back, but they sounded different. Twisted slightly. Someone else's voice mixed in with the words.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

This was a horrible idea.

Fish turned around, away from the door.

"Alone, I'm going to head through this mysterious door that might eat me. I trust you'll get out of here soon. I'll get in contact when I get wherever this leads!"

Then they looked at the door.

Please don't let them get eaten.

"Okay door. Please don't eat me."

Then they stepped through.

[roymctexastsct]

The door immediately disappeared behind them, turning into a corridor nearly identical to the one in front of them.

ₚₗₑₐₛₑ dₒₙ'ₜ ₑₐₜ ₘₑ echoed from one direction.

"¿єяєнт єησуηα ѕι ¿σℓℓєн" was echoing, fading, from another.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

Great they stepped into a door of chaos.

Right.

"Do you want to talk or echo back my words?"

[roymctexastsct]

ɛռօʟǟ ɛȶɨʊզ ɛʀǟ ʊօʏ 'ɦօ , sighed the frame of a mirror near Pheesh's elbow.

🆆ₕₐₜ 🆆ₒᵤₗ🅳 🅱ₑ ₜₐₗₖᵢₙ🅶 🅱ₐ🅲ₖ? the carpet seemed to whisper, or was it a wall?

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

Okay. Cursed hallways.

Understood.

"A conversation, if you'd like to have one."

Breathe.

[roymctexastsct]

Ⓨⓞⓤ ⓛⓞⓞⓚ ⓛⓘⓚⓔ ⓣⓗⓔⓜ

Those words appeared, letter by letter, on the path in front of them.

Seconds later, a voice that was almost something resembling a person's whispered--

уσυ αяє ησт тнєм

Nobody would be there, if Pheesh turned to look.

[roymctexastsct]

Fish wasn't sure when the door appeared, just that it was there and it looked wrong, the color off, shifty, not quite right.

Oh please don't let this mean that Spiral's come to eat them.

"Hello?"

And now they're talking to a door.

They're just as crazy as Alone, aren't they?

( @severallyfrassireddas )

The door itself was silent. There was a distinct tapping noise on the other side, like there was someone walking on the other side of it. Impossible, really. It was far too close to the walls of the ship for that to be true.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

They shouldn't open it.

Fish knocks, gently, two knocks on the door of impossibilities.

"Hello? Door that's hopefully not come to eat me."

[roymctexastsct]

Slowly, with a creak that sounded more and more like a shriek as it went on, the door opened.

There was nobody on the other side. Not immediately. Just a corridor where none should have ever existed, twisting and turning and continuing beyond the bounds of the ship. . .

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

This was a way to get eaten. Wasn't it?

Fish looked through the door, poking their head through. They weren't going to step through without knowing whose halls they were stepping into.

"Hello? Is there anyone here?"

[roymctexastsct]

"¿єяєнт єησуηα ѕι ¿σℓℓєн"

The words echoed back, but they sounded different. Twisted slightly. Someone else's voice mixed in with the words.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

This was a horrible idea.

Fish turned around, away from the door.

"Alone, I'm going to head through this mysterious door that might eat me. I trust you'll get out of here soon. I'll get in contact when I get wherever this leads!"

Then they looked at the door.

Please don't let them get eaten.

"Okay door. Please don't eat me."

Then they stepped through.

[roymctexastsct]

The door immediately disappeared behind them, turning into a corridor nearly identical to the one in front of them.

ₚₗₑₐₛₑ dₒₙ'ₜ ₑₐₜ ₘₑ echoed from one direction.

"¿єяєнт єησуηα ѕι ¿σℓℓєн" was echoing, fading, from another.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

Great they stepped into a door of chaos.

Right.

"Do you want to talk or echo back my words?"

[roymctexastsct]

ɛռօʟǟ ɛȶɨʊզ ɛʀǟ ʊօʏ 'ɦօ , sighed the frame of a mirror near Pheesh's elbow.

🆆ₕₐₜ 🆆ₒᵤₗ🅳 🅱ₑ ₜₐₗₖᵢₙ🅶 🅱ₐ🅲ₖ? the carpet seemed to whisper, or was it a wall?

[roymctexastsct]

Fish wasn't sure when the door appeared, just that it was there and it looked wrong, the color off, shifty, not quite right.

Oh please don't let this mean that Spiral's come to eat them.

"Hello?"

And now they're talking to a door.

They're just as crazy as Alone, aren't they?

( @severallyfrassireddas )

The door itself was silent. There was a distinct tapping noise on the other side, like there was someone walking on the other side of it. Impossible, really. It was far too close to the walls of the ship for that to be true.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

They shouldn't open it.

Fish knocks, gently, two knocks on the door of impossibilities.

"Hello? Door that's hopefully not come to eat me."

[roymctexastsct]

Slowly, with a creak that sounded more and more like a shriek as it went on, the door opened.

There was nobody on the other side. Not immediately. Just a corridor where none should have ever existed, twisting and turning and continuing beyond the bounds of the ship. . .

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

This was a way to get eaten. Wasn't it?

Fish looked through the door, poking their head through. They weren't going to step through without knowing whose halls they were stepping into.

"Hello? Is there anyone here?"

[roymctexastsct]

"¿єяєнт єησуηα ѕι ¿σℓℓєн"

The words echoed back, but they sounded different. Twisted slightly. Someone else's voice mixed in with the words.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

This was a horrible idea.

Fish turned around, away from the door.

"Alone, I'm going to head through this mysterious door that might eat me. I trust you'll get out of here soon. I'll get in contact when I get wherever this leads!"

Then they looked at the door.

Please don't let them get eaten.

"Okay door. Please don't eat me."

Then they stepped through.

[roymctexastsct]

The door immediately disappeared behind them, turning into a corridor nearly identical to the one in front of them.

ₚₗₑₐₛₑ dₒₙ'ₜ ₑₐₜ ₘₑ echoed from one direction.

"¿єяєнт єησуηα ѕι ¿σℓℓєн" was echoing, fading, from another.

[roymctexastsct]

Fish wasn't sure when the door appeared, just that it was there and it looked wrong, the color off, shifty, not quite right.

Oh please don't let this mean that Spiral's come to eat them.

"Hello?"

And now they're talking to a door.

They're just as crazy as Alone, aren't they?

( @severallyfrassireddas )

The door itself was silent. There was a distinct tapping noise on the other side, like there was someone walking on the other side of it. Impossible, really. It was far too close to the walls of the ship for that to be true.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

They shouldn't open it.

Fish knocks, gently, two knocks on the door of impossibilities.

"Hello? Door that's hopefully not come to eat me."

[roymctexastsct]

Slowly, with a creak that sounded more and more like a shriek as it went on, the door opened.

There was nobody on the other side. Not immediately. Just a corridor where none should have ever existed, twisting and turning and continuing beyond the bounds of the ship. . .

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

This was a way to get eaten. Wasn't it?

Fish looked through the door, poking their head through. They weren't going to step through without knowing whose halls they were stepping into.

"Hello? Is there anyone here?"

[roymctexastsct]

"¿єяєнт єησуηα ѕι ¿σℓℓєн"

The words echoed back, but they sounded different. Twisted slightly. Someone else's voice mixed in with the words.

[roymctexastsct]

Fish wasn't sure when the door appeared, just that it was there and it looked wrong, the color off, shifty, not quite right.

Oh please don't let this mean that Spiral's come to eat them.

"Hello?"

And now they're talking to a door.

They're just as crazy as Alone, aren't they?

( @severallyfrassireddas )

The door itself was silent. There was a distinct tapping noise on the other side, like there was someone walking on the other side of it. Impossible, really. It was far too close to the walls of the ship for that to be true.

[severallyfrassireddas]

...

They shouldn't open it.

Fish knocks, gently, two knocks on the door of impossibilities.

"Hello? Door that's hopefully not come to eat me."

[roymctexastsct]

Slowly, with a creak that sounded more and more like a shriek as it went on, the door opened.

There was nobody on the other side. Not immediately. Just a corridor where none should have ever existed, twisting and turning and continuing beyond the bounds of the ship. . .