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@simon-jerrett
Hello? Is anyone out there?
After god knows how long of traveling through that pipe, simon was promptly dumped into a giant container of more water.
After quite a while, he woke up again. With a horrible headache from how many times he hit his head on the way here.
He climbed out and shook the water off, taking in his new surroundings.
The lights were off, and there were more tanks of water everywhere.
Maybe he should call arias again?
He grabbed the radio from his hip, speaking into it while leaning against the wall.
..Arias? Hello? Im.. somewhere new. I think its a.. water treatment plant..?
- @simon-jerrett
Arias blinked awake, yawning and stretching as he leans off the bed to grab the radio as it crackles to life.
wha-? oh, Si, it’s you. you’re.. where exactly? oh.. a- a water treatment plant?
he didn’t exactly know what that was, but he could take a guess, and the only place he knew like that was.. in the one place he vowed to never go back to.
Si, what can you see? what else is around you; do you have a way out?
I see.. crates, some machines and- a door! That's a start..
Arias heard Simon walk to the door, followed by the familiar "incorrect" sound that played when a key card was required.
..it wont open. Great..
of course the door needs a keycard..
Arias’s head falls back against the pillows as he rubs a paw down his face
okay.. do you see any other way to get out? or anything that you could use to break your way out?
Arias heard simon search for a bit.
I found a crowbar.. maybe I can force the door open?
Simon tried to pry the door, but an alarm started blaring before he could get it open.
Shit!
Footsteps. Lots of them.
Simon ran and hid behind one of the machines
oh fuck!
Arias got up and flung himself out the window, clutching the radio in his paw
hang in there man! just try and stay alive
Simon turned the volume of the radio all the way down, not wanting whoever was coming to hear it.
When the door finally opened, four armed guards rushed in, and started scanning the area. Simon stayed silent.
He didn't know how arias could possibly help, maybe he knew this place?
After hours of being dragged by the current, he finally hit something and stopped.
Once he regained consciousness, he realized he was stuck against some kind of filter. He kicked it in, and the current kept carrying him. All the way into a large metal box of some kind.
He opened the hatch on top, climbed out, and fell to the ground. He was finally out of the damn water.
But where the hell was he? A lab of some sort?
...hello..?
- @simon-jerrett
After stressful days, Zeno likes to take a nightly walk around the ARK facility. He explores and further familiarizes himself with the layout of the underground laboratories, making sure that he is always able to make it back to his makeshift office outside of PANDORA. He had taken over Spencer's former office since the old man would never be using it again.
It was on this nightly walk, cigarette in hand that he heard a racket coming from one of the lower levels of the vacant facility. He strolled down the hallway, reaching the Water Filtration System room. He tosses his cigarette off to the side before flipping the lights off, using his superior night vision to track the commotion.
He draws his gun, readying to fire when the man speaks to him. His voice distorted by the robot-esque armor he is wearing. He takes heed, knowing nothing about the man who had just stumbled in.
"Who are you? Speak." His voice is raspy, deep from not speaking for hours.
He pulls the hammer back on Redemption. He wasn't sure if the gun was powerful enough to penetrate the rusty helm, but from close range he would have better luck than if he had spotted him from across the room.
He hears.. footsteps? And then the lights go out.
Im.. Simon. I-
Click.
What was that?? A gun!?
He raises his hands instinctively, shuffling backwards until his back hit the metal behind him.
It seemed like he was wearing an advanced dive suit, but it was wrapped in small black and blue growths of some kind. And he absolutely reeked of machinery and death.
I- I mean no harm! I was just.. carried here. Through the big pipe..
He was really hoping that the man he was speaking to was human, but all he saw was two glowing eyes in the dark. Not exactly a normal human trait.
How did you find this place?
Zeno doesn't see a weapon on the man. He lowers the gun, tucking it back inside it's holder inside of his suit jacket. The man poses no threat.
Through a big pipe? Tell me what you are talking about... now.
He lights a cigarette, allowing Simon a brief glimpse at who is behind the gold eyes in the almost abyssal darkness of the filtration room. Before he can exhale the smoke, he is next to Simon, his speed seems even faster in the stillness.
Before he could string together the words to respond, the man lit a cigarette, and simon saw a glimpse of a human face. He was relieved, but it was short lived as the man appeared next to him in the blink of an eye.
Simon jolted to the side, nearly losing his footing in a panic.
Just how hard did he hit his head on the way here?
When he regained his balance, he started to explain.
I- i was traveling on the.. the ocean floor when a big pipe sucked me in, and I must've passed out at some point. Because I have no idea how long I was in there.. I just woke up here- in that big metal thing.
I'm sorry for the trouble, I was just.. trying to find a way to the surface.
Once zeno got a closer look at him, it was clear that simon wasn't exactly human either. He couldn't see all the way through the glass of Simon's helmet. All he could see were 2 red glowing eyes, with them occasionally flickering due to Simon's panic.
Please reblog this if it’s okay for me to just pop into your ask box to RP with you, even if you haven’t reblogged a meme, because I just want to RP with you
After hours of being dragged by the current, he finally hit something and stopped.
Once he regained consciousness, he realized he was stuck against some kind of filter. He kicked it in, and the current kept carrying him. All the way into a large metal box of some kind.
He opened the hatch on top, climbed out, and fell to the ground. He was finally out of the damn water.
But where the hell was he? A lab of some sort?
...hello..?
- @simon-jerrett
After stressful days, Zeno likes to take a nightly walk around the ARK facility. He explores and further familiarizes himself with the layout of the underground laboratories, making sure that he is always able to make it back to his makeshift office outside of PANDORA. He had taken over Spencer's former office since the old man would never be using it again.
It was on this nightly walk, cigarette in hand that he heard a racket coming from one of the lower levels of the vacant facility. He strolled down the hallway, reaching the Water Filtration System room. He tosses his cigarette off to the side before flipping the lights off, using his superior night vision to track the commotion.
He draws his gun, readying to fire when the man speaks to him. His voice distorted by the robot-esque armor he is wearing. He takes heed, knowing nothing about the man who had just stumbled in.
"Who are you? Speak." His voice is raspy, deep from not speaking for hours.
He pulls the hammer back on Redemption. He wasn't sure if the gun was powerful enough to penetrate the rusty helm, but from close range he would have better luck than if he had spotted him from across the room.
He hears.. footsteps? And then the lights go out.
Im.. Simon. I-
Click.
What was that?? A gun!?
He raises his hands instinctively, shuffling backwards until his back hit the metal behind him.
It seemed like he was wearing an advanced dive suit, but it was wrapped in small black and blue growths of some kind. And he absolutely reeked of machinery and death.
I- I mean no harm! I was just.. carried here. Through the big pipe..
He was really hoping that the man he was speaking to was human, but all he saw was two glowing eyes in the dark. Not exactly a normal human trait.
After god knows how long of traveling through that pipe, simon was promptly dumped into a giant container of more water.
After quite a while, he woke up again. With a horrible headache from how many times he hit his head on the way here.
He climbed out and shook the water off, taking in his new surroundings.
The lights were off, and there were more tanks of water everywhere.
Maybe he should call arias again?
He grabbed the radio from his hip, speaking into it while leaning against the wall.
..Arias? Hello? Im.. somewhere new. I think its a.. water treatment plant..?
- @simon-jerrett
Arias blinked awake, yawning and stretching as he leans off the bed to grab the radio as it crackles to life.
wha-? oh, Si, it’s you. you’re.. where exactly? oh.. a- a water treatment plant?
he didn’t exactly know what that was, but he could take a guess, and the only place he knew like that was.. in the one place he vowed to never go back to.
Si, what can you see? what else is around you; do you have a way out?
I see.. crates, some machines and- a door! That's a start..
Arias heard Simon walk to the door, followed by the familiar "incorrect" sound that played when a key card was required.
..it wont open. Great..
of course the door needs a keycard..
Arias’s head falls back against the pillows as he rubs a paw down his face
okay.. do you see any other way to get out? or anything that you could use to break your way out?
Arias heard simon search for a bit.
I found a crowbar.. maybe I can force the door open?
Simon tried to pry the door, but an alarm started blaring before he could get it open.
Shit!
Footsteps. Lots of them.
Simon ran and hid behind one of the machines
After god knows how long of traveling through that pipe, simon was promptly dumped into a giant container of more water.
After quite a while, he woke up again. With a horrible headache from how many times he hit his head on the way here.
He climbed out and shook the water off, taking in his new surroundings.
The lights were off, and there were more tanks of water everywhere.
Maybe he should call arias again?
He grabbed the radio from his hip, speaking into it while leaning against the wall.
..Arias? Hello? Im.. somewhere new. I think its a.. water treatment plant..?
- @simon-jerrett
Arias blinked awake, yawning and stretching as he leans off the bed to grab the radio as it crackles to life.
wha-? oh, Si, it’s you. you’re.. where exactly? oh.. a- a water treatment plant?
he didn’t exactly know what that was, but he could take a guess, and the only place he knew like that was.. in the one place he vowed to never go back to.
Si, what can you see? what else is around you; do you have a way out?
I see.. crates, some machines and- a door! That's a start..
Arias heard Simon walk to the door, followed by the familiar "incorrect" sound that played when a key card was required.
..it wont open. Great..
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Oh my god I love him!!! And the little jellyfish is so perfect
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I am just now realizing that I made the orange thing too big;-; too late now
They stopped working. Whatever those things were that helped him focus, helped the pain go away, they stopped working. His best guess as to why is that the WAU must've died. Fuck.
He needed to get the hell out if here. Without his omni tool, it was nearly impossible. But he found a way.
He didn't know where to go, so he just wandered. And wandered. Until he came across a big pipe.
He stepped closer to it. Before he could react he was sucked right in.
He scrabbled to grab onto something as the current carried him, but he ended up hitting his head a couple of times and passed out.
Anonymously confess something that your muse wants to tell mine.
Tell my muse something they need to hear.
Your trademark is drugs I think
- @simon-jerrett
really? drugs? that’s my trademark?
Arias says, pulling out another blunt
....yeah. just be careful with that stuff
Heehehehhe
Simon had spent weeks- no, months trying to get the big radio working. He'd read every manual he could find, gathered as many parts as he could, and tried his best to get it working.
He wanted to try to contact catharine and the other him again, since they hadn't returned.
If he was being honest, the loneliness was starting to get to him. He hadn't spoken to anyone except himself in god knows how long. He felt like he was going crazy.
By some miracle, he got it working! He set it up to send out the message "SOS IS ANYONE THERE?" Onto every channel every hour. Now all he had to do was wait to see if anyone, or anything responded.
Hopefully catharine and the other him return eventually..
Nothing like some morning tunes, sitting on the patio with the radio on while he tinkers with his guns-
Well, at least until there's an interruption.
Leaning forward in his chair, Victor stares at the radio for a moment. There's no way that was just regular interference, the words were too uniform, the voice wasn't scrambled enough.
He takes it with him to the attic, setting it down while he digs through old boxes of parts that he never got around to throwing out- the radio can only receive, not send, but he can fix that if he can just find...
Ah-hah! I knew I had this somewhere!
Attaching the spare part to the device, he changes some settings on the radio, hoping this old hunk of junk will actually work.
"This is Victor Sepp, B.S.A.A, responding to an S.O.S call, do you copy?"
After a few seconds, Victor heard someone frantically rush to the radio on other end, stumbling before frantically responding.
Yes I copy!! Hello!
He caught his breath
This is- Simon Jarrett! Where are you!? I thought everyone was dead!
Simon Jarrett...the name isn't familiar to him, and he didn't seem to recognise the B.S.A.A.
Curious.
"Slow down, son. Take a breath, you're a lot harder to understand when you're talking so fast." He says calmly, it's clear the man on the other line is panicked in some way- and Victor knows from experience that keeping his head and tone steady does a world of good for making the situation manageable.
"You mentioned some losses- are they civilians? Or are you with an organisation or paramilitary of some kind?"
Right- right.. okay. S-sorry!
He sat down in front of the radio, trying to suppress how excited he was to finally have someone to talk to other than himself.
I'm at a station called PATHOS 2, its underwater- all I've found are the bodies of the engineers and people who used to work here.. and half reanimated corpses, no people who're actually alive.
Is- is everything okay up there? On the surface? I thought it was all destroyed!
He can't help but huff a small laugh.
"Everything's fine up here, though not for lack of anyone trying. Seems every few years there's a new world ending catastrophe that disappears as soon as it arrives."
Victor rummages through the storage boxes, hoping to find a notebook to jot some of this down in- he'd like to help the man, he would, but his memory isn't as good as it used to be, and he'd undoubtedly forget everything important by the time he leaves the attic.
"Pathos 2, is that some sort of submarine, or underwater facility? I've never heard of it, but I can try and call some friends, find out where it is to send a rescue team."
He'll definitely have to ask about the reanimated corpses, if it's caused by a virus then he might need to go there himself and get the B.S.A.A involved.
Thank god..
that must've been a dream.. or something.
He mumbled.
Yes! Its uh- an underwater facility! But the power is running out. The thing that was keeping everything powered on is.. not working anymore.
From the way he was talking and his choice of words, it sounded like he didn't belong there at all. He sounded more like a scared civilian than anything. But then how the hell did he end up down there?
A- a rescue team? Yes! I'm pretty sure PATHOS 2 is near.. Portugal? I think?
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