Meet Mobile

Wallace made me do this, ok? I am a part of this roleplay group

[girlwiththebionicarm-blog]

Lynette turned her attention to Mobile, her eyebrow slightly raised but just smiled and shrugged. “Well I’m doing fine, could ask the same about you.” she looked him up from down. “Let me guess your some sort of wizard or magician right?” still smiling she took a drink from her cup. “Well I don’t know once you actually get to know Julie she’s a great gal. Besides she’s probably one of the coolest people in Toronto. Parties are good to, that’s always a plus.”

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Julie rolled her eyes at Mobile’s comment about her, and proceeded to ignore the rest of the conversation between him and Lynette. She instead used the time to text Sandra back, telling her that the party was going on right now, but that the crowd was sort of boring at the moment - and that the “crowd” was actually just two people. She also added that she was sure Sandra’s outfit was “super cute” but that it definitely couldn’t be as cute as her’s. This was followed by a smiley and sent in time for Julie to catch the tail end of the conversation happening in front of her.

She decided to pretend like she hadn’t heard Lynette’s answer about dating her, and answered Mobile instead. “I don’t know when anyone else is getting to the party, genius. Do you think I’m enjoying this three person party? …They’re supposed to be here already. Scott probably threw a hissy fit about me yelling at him over Josette and told people not to come.” 

[smartyetimmobile]

     "Of course I'm sure you don't want a three person party!" said Mobile to Julie. "I was just wondering though. And what the hell could you do to cause him to do that?" He turned back towards to Lynette and sighed. "Yeah, I'm pretty much a magician. I just grabbed a random suit out of my closet and a cheap mask." He waved his wand around and pretended to cast a magical spell of some sort. But since it was Halloween, he decided to go a bit further. Using his psychic powers, he made one of the cups float up and down along with the movement of his wand.

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“That’s cool. They’re nice.” Julie looked down at her own costume, evaluating it for the tenth time that day. It wasn’t exactly the greatest thing in the world, but it got the job done. “…Yeah, vampire is good I guess. Who has the time for wearing stupid vampire teeth though? I can’t have those things effecting my speech when I’m yelling at Pilgrim or any of Ramona’s dumbass exes.” She smiled slightly, and then turned her attention to her other guest.

“What are you mumbling about, Mobile? How ████ing dumb your name is? Where’s your constantly drunk boyfriend at?”

[smartyetimmobile]

Mobile sighed and rubbed his temples as Julie yelled at him. "Mobile isn't a dumb name..." he grumbled. "It's french or something... When is everyone else getting to this party though?"  As he got a few more drinks, Mobile closed his eyes and took a huge breath. He went over to Lynette and tried to start a conversation with her. "So, how are you, your outfit looks nice, and how are you able to date Julie?"

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Julie had heard the first knocks, which at the time she didn’t know belonged to Mobile, but had been checking her phone for texts. It wasn’t until the second set of knocks that she went to open the door. Surprisingly, neither of the guests who had arrived early were little Indian nuisances. Maybe he wouldn’t be coming tonight. That would be a bit of a relief. Without him, Roxie probably wouldn’t come, and she could avoid the two exes who had attended her last two parties all together. 

The two people who stood before her were actually tolerable. Mobile was one of Wallace’s boyfriends. She wasn’t sure if he was one of Wallace’s current boyfriends, but it really didn’t matter. He was usually quiet and pretty boring. He definitely wouldn’t be the life of the party, but he also was sure not to start any fights. The other guest was Lynette, and Julie definitely had no qualms with her showing up early. 

Julie welcomed the two in, telling Mobile where things were before turning back to Lynette. Her costume seemed much more thought out than her own, although she had forgotten what exactly Lynette was supposed to be dressed as. Julie herself had thrown on a dress, heels, and fake blood on her outfit and lips. A vampire, maybe, if you thought about it. She honestly didn’t care what her costume was supposed to be, as long as she looked nice wearing it. Lynette’s seemed planned though, all the way down to different glasses for whatever character she had decided to be. “…Can you even see out of those?” 

[smartyetimmobile]

     Mobile shrugged and made his way inside. He'd turn every now and then to sneak a peek at Lynette's costume as he was confused himself. As he walked towards the snack table, he sighed. "I really hope more people come soon," he said to himself." he insinuated silently. "I also kinda regret coming this early... I shouldn't have done that." He grabbed himself a drink and yawned. "Hopefully shit'll start soon..." he whispered.

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==> julie's halloween ~spooktacular

By the time six p.m. rolled around, Julie’s apartment was decked practically head to toe in cliché Halloween-themed decorations. Her recent trip to the local Halloween store with Lynette had proven to be a success. Way more of a success than her previous drunken trip to buy party supplies for her last sci-fi themed soiree. Bats and skeletons hung from the ceilings and staircase, candy corn filled bowls sat on a food table, and the colors orange and black were prevalent throughout the main party areas. In fact, the only Halloween staples that seemed to be missing were spiders and spider webs. This was intentional, as Julie feared that she might forget a spider decoration and find it later, forgetting it was fake, and look stupid. Also, spiders are just fucking terrifying, okay? 

The apartment decorated, Julie herself was now standing out on the balcony of her apartment, phone in hand and looking down at the busy little city below. She had just texted Sandra to see if she was coming for what had to be the millionth time. This marked the first party in ages that Sandra and Monique had not immediately RSVP’d to. It would be pretty lame if they didn’t come. They were pretty much Julie’s main source of gossip, even though Comeau had agreed to come to this party and he knew literally everyone in town. He had never really been fun to gossip with anyways. The most recent text had simply read “Are you coming or what, bitch?” and had been sent approximately three minutes ago with no response. At this rate, people would start arriving before she knew for sure. 

Glancing at her phone’s clock, Julie decided she better start hanging by the door. If the last two parties were anything to go by, Matthew Patel was sure to arrive early to be as awkward and annoying as always.

[smartyetimmobile]

Mobile made his way to the door and knocked upon it quite loudly. He then grabbed his iphone out of his pocket and used the camera function to check out and see if his costume is okay.

Mini tophat? Check!

Weird white paper masqurade mask that only covers around his eyes? Check!

Black suave Italian-cut Suit? Check!

Plastic stick with a glowing star on top? Check!

He had a gut feeling that no one would understand his Magician costume. But he looked so damn great in it, he really didn't care. As he waited upon the door, he wondered who else was going to be there. He didn't really give much thought to this though. He pretty much just waited for the door to open. At least he wasn't gonna be stuck in the house tonight.

But why did he come so early?

[girlwiththebionicarm-blog]

“Yeah it was definitely Envy’s. The thoughts were so disorganized I knew immediately.” she smiled. “Well I’m sure nothing like that passed by just some band drama. Scott’s mind huh?” she thought a bit racking up some information if that was a good idea. “Well that certainly seems like a good place to look.”

Maybe it would lead them to Scott if they did check in his mind. She for sure knew that you could read a persons thoughts or history when in their mind just like she viewed Envy’s so why not to Scott’s? “Alright that sounds like a good idea if we did indeed find it. But first we should all agree on it and make sure we don’t lose each other. Splitting up is not an option.”

She turned towards the two exes and the figure with silver hair and glasses. “Well guys wanna try looking for Scott’s mind?” she stood there and if she could make her mouth look like a question mark she would but she couldn’t so there was no way she could really emphasize the question. “It’ll probably be cool in there and I bet that in his mind we’ll find a way. That a good plan?”

[smartyetimmobile]

    Mobile smiled with glee and pointed excitedly at Lynette as she made her explanation. "That would be a splendid idea, Lynette!" he exclaimed. He cheered with glee at this glorious idea and danced around Lynette happily. "That's the best idea I've heard all night!!! Why didn't we think of that at first?!?" He jumped up and down with gaiety but stopped suddenly when he realized he's in public and in front of others.

"Well," he began. "How shall we start?"

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Julie sighed, tiring of Lucas’s fumbling leadership. There had to be some way to find Scott and get out of subspace without hurting themselves further than they already had. Lucas definitely didn’t seem to have any plans, and with the way he’d been going, they were going to get themselves killed.

“Shouldn’t we be thinking of an actual place to go instead of walking around aimlessly? Where has everyone else gone to look for Scott? Surely wherever it was, it was better than ████ing ‘The Ideal Life of Lucas Lee’, or whatever hell hole we wandered into.” She scowled, rolling her eyes. Why she followed the exes into that door, she still wasn’t sure.Although, if she hadn’t followed them, she may still be alone in subspace instead of with half of the search party.

Julie leaned her head back on Lynette’s shoulder, addressing the bionic drummer. “Like you. We haven’t heard from you yet. Where have you been all this time? I needed you to protect me from crazy wannabe action stars.” 

[girlwiththebionicarm-blog]

When Julie had addressed her she was surprised and then just said  one word-or part of a word- actually just more of a sound for a long period of time. “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………………..” she recalled the moments of what she experienced in her mind. “Well I’m not really going to start from the beginning but in the shortest way possible I’ll tell you.” she took a deep breath of air and then finally started talking. “So then first I went to look in Edmonton for Scott then I realized that he was still in subspace and then hoped in. After that I found Envy’s mind and nearly got lost inside of it and then I saw some god damn illusions where Scott was dead and then I thought I saw you guys and then I got sad. After those events I actually found you all and then here we are now.” by the time she finished she was out of breath. “But never mind me!” she huffed and puffed. “What’s important is us getting out of here safely and finding Scott.” she turned towards nearly everyone else. “Now. where do you suggest which direction we start walking in? anyone? Anyone?” she was desperately out of ideas and she just didn’t know what else to say other than that. It should have been this simple from the beginning anyway. Search, find, then leave.

[smartyetimmobile]

    Mobile fumbled around in his own mind a bit and sighed. "That's pretty much how this journey has been..." he whispered to himself. "It was pretty much enter one door, stick in wherever you are, then find your way back in. Mobile shrugged and sighed once more. He began counting on his fingers of what they could do:

1) They could give up and just go back to their homes! But everyone here obviously cares too much to do that. If that was the case, no one would've came. Including Mobile.

2) Randomly go in and out through doors. But that's what they've all been doing and it hasn't been working that well.

    "Julie!" Mobile exclaimed. "What are the places that Scott would usually go to if he got hurt or something?"

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Julie shifted so that she was comfortable in Lynette’s arms, loosely wrapping her arms around the drummer’s neck and resting her head on her shoulder. Although she still wasn’t one hundred percent comfortable with the fact that she had to depend on other people to get around, she was glad to now be in the arms of someone she at least liked and trusted. 

Now that she was certain Lynette was really there, Julie’s subspace had become livable and nice. There was still a cold breeze every once in a while, and if she looked far enough ahead she could still see the pitch blackness that had once surrounded her, but overall the subspace atmosphere felt like a normal day in Toronto. Although she still felt her loneliness from before, it helped that she was no longer as physically alone. She could go back to her bad habit of pushing her bad feelings and memories away. They almost had the entire search party back together, and hopefully that was a step in the right direction towards finding Scott and getting out.

Julie had been attempting to explain to Lynette what happened to her leg as Lucas questioned Matthew about Mobile. Her explanation was interrupted however, when Lucas addressed the group and suggested that he lead them. 

“Oh, yeah. That’s a great idea! You really knew where to go when everyone followed you the first time, genius! Unless we find Roxie or Ramona, none of us no where the ████ we’re going. Stop trying to act like you’re better than everyone else.” Julie realized she had very little control over where Lynette chose to take her, and Lucas was the only one doing anything to help right now, but she felt the need to berate Lucas anyways. Even if he hadn’t meant to be, he was the cause of her subspace injury and she wasn’t going to let him forget it.

[girlwiththebionicarm-blog]

“Just hold up a second alright let me think of something. I’ve been wandering for quite a while…..” still supporting Julie with one hand she pressed the other slightly on a part of her head and then thought a bit. Subspace was confusing for sure and difficult to navigate. Although she herself had been a bit used to it she probably still couldn’t be a good guide and decided to agree with Julie on this one.

“Yeah that’s right….Only Ramona and what’s-her-face know their facts about this stupid and strange place-maybe Pilgrim too but as far as I can tell he’s been gone for the longest time forever and were still looking for him so yeah.” she turned towards Lucas but then he was probably inexperienced in this.

“Let’s see…..” after once more putting her hand to her head she still couldn’t think anything and just decided to hold onto Julie and wait for any bright ideas. So she turned towards the silver haired man who she was too lazy to ask for a name and asked him a question. “Hey you got any bright ideas on getting around this place?”

[smartyetimmobile]

     Mobile gave a sigh of relief as he caught up with the search part. "Well," he interjected. "this may be miniscule, but we must remember to not let subspace get the best of us. When I first used it tonight, in the first door I went in, I ended up in Hong Kong." Nervous about the reaction he'd get, Mobile pulled his scarf and gulped. "Then again, I was stupid enough to go through the first door I saw."

      Subspace felt a bit easier than it did earlier. The atmosphere lightened and the floor stopped cracking under his feet. His head hurt a little bit less and the angry shrill voices ceased. He felt more at ease with himself and gave himself a breath of relief. "I'm calm." he whispered to himself. "I'm calm."

Realizing that he's lagging behind the group, Mobile saunters towards the search party to catch up. "Well, big surly guy! Do you know where you're going?"

[smartyetimmobile]

     This door enticed him. He wonder what really goes on in his mind. But then he remembers: Mobile is looking for Scott. Scott wouldn't be in your mind. Mobile took a huge breath and exhaled with relief. He kept himself on track this time and didn't make the same mistake. Although he was slightly gaining a headache, he knew that this wasn't the right time to do this. There are voices in his head because he fucked up. The only way they'll get out is if the stop fucking up.

     As he stepped away from the door, the white space turned gray and the floor crackled a bit. Mobile gulped and took a deep breath. As he told himself to calm down, he held onto his chest. This ethereal place felt too real for him. He felt as if he ignored Scott's text, this all would've never happened. He wouldn't have gotten lost in Hong Kong and would have to sneak on a plane. He wouldn't be stuck in Subspace in front of the door to his mind, knowing he could face his inner demons, but trying to ignore it. He tried to ignore it due to the fact that Scott was his first priority now.

He couldn't give in again.

    As he turned away from the door, he heard familiar voices. Voices from the search party. Mobile's face lit up and he smiled with glee. He shouted out towards them:

"IS IT REALLY YOU GUYS?!?"

[smartyetimmobile]

17, 23

((Halloween and Christmas and Thanksgiving omg

and sadly no ;-;))

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Because it's Mun-Day ouo

1. What is your best friends name? 2. What color underwear/boxers are you wearing now? 3. What are you listening to right now? 4. What’s your favorite number? 5. What was the last thing you ate? 6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? 7. How is the weather right now? 8. Who was the last person you talked with on the phone?  9. The first thing you notice about the opposite sex?  10. Do you have a significant other?  11. Favorite TV show?  12. Siblings?  13. Height?  14. Hair color?  15. Eye Color?  16. Do you wear contacts?  17. Favorite Holiday?  18. Favorite Month?  19. Have you ever cried for no reason?  20. What was the last movie you watched?  21. Favorite Day of the Year?  22. Are you too shy to ask someone out?  23. Can you do a headstand (not using the wall)?  24. Hugs or Kisses?  25. Chocolate or Vanilla?  26. Do you want your friends to respond to this?  27. Who is most likely to respond to a text from you?  28. Who is least likely to respond to a text from you?  29. What books are you reading?  30. Piercings?  31. Favorite movies?  32. Favorite football Team?  33. What are you doing right now?  34. Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn?  37. Dogs or cats?  38. Favorite flower?  39. Been caught doing something you weren’t supposed to do?  40. Do you have a best friend of the opposite sex?  41. Have you ever loved someone?  42. Who would you like to see right now?  43. Are you still friends with people from kindergarten?  44. Have you ever fired a gun?  45. Do you like to travel by plane?  46. Right-handed or Left-handed?  47. How many pillows do you sleep with?  48. Are you missing someone?  49. Do you have a tattoo?  50. Anybody on Tumblr that you’d go on a date with?

[pirates-areinthisyear]

(feel free to ask other questions too of course. I’m lame and don’t care uvu)

[smartyetimmobile]

     It was a few hours later and Mobile is back in Canada and  found himself where he was hours ago: in front of a Subspace door. He took a huge deep breath and whispered to himself: "Don't fuck up again. Stop messing up." The voices in his head became somber and immense. He clenched the temples of his forehead as an acute pain slipped in. He quickly shook his head, opened the door, closed his eyes and trudged in.

     As he sauntered in, Subspace felt damp and hot. All he could hear was angered screeching which drove him crazy. Frightened of what he would see, he slowly opened his eyes. The walls flickered black and white. The tiny cracks in the floor became colossal. He felt as if the world was slightly off balance. As he tried to walked forward, it felt as if the floor was starting to crumble. This horrified him to the point of hyperventilating. He clutched onto his chest and took a huge breath. "Don't let this take you over." he whispered to himself. He swallowed a small gulp and closed his eyes.

"Don't look down Mobile. Don't look down."

He opened his eyes and took a few steps forward. More doors appeared around him than earlier. A part of him sparkled inside and he smirked. "Let's try to NOT mess up." Mobile exclaimed. The floor crackled more as he walked around a bit but less and less as he progressed. His confident air was coming back slowly and he started to feel like himself again. But at this point he was stuck. He didn't know what to do next. What door should he go in?

"Where would Scott hide?" he asked himself. "Where's the one place in subspace where he wouldn't think anyone would find him?" His mind couldn't wrap around this thought. He couldn't think of a reason of why Scott would hide. Then he remembers earlier: the tension from the search party and Ramona's tears from earlier.

A few doors appeared before him. He looked around to see what would be the most logical choice. What appeared before him made him freeze in disbelief.

"The Mind of Mobile"

[smartyetimmobile]

5 hours have passed and the two are still walking in the abyss. The only thing that's lighting the way is Mobile's dying cell phone. "Almost." Bao said cheerfully. Yet she has said that 6 times on this journey. Mobile has become agitated. Agitated with the voices. Agitated with Hong Kong. Agitated with following Bao. Agitated with being lost. Agitated with everything. "But I must keep my cool." he says to himself. He doesn't know what his powers would do if he lost control of his emotions. And something tells him that it wouldn't end up well.

"America?" Bao asked. He was a bit confused by the question at first but then he realized she's asking where he's from. "Oh, no. Canada." he replied. She groaned to herself a bit and pouted. To Mobile, this seems as if she was disappointed. Why would she be disappointed? "I'm looking for a friend." he added. "But I think I went the wrong way."

"I could get you home." she mumbled. "But it's a lot of work. I'd have to explain to job that you are special case." Mobile gave a huge relieved sigh and smiled. "Well, that's great." "Why don't you text your friends?" she asked. He sighed again and realized that even if he did that, it wouldn't work. Everyone's busy looking for Scott, including you. You sent him a mental message, hoping he would realize that others are looking for him. You just ended up becoming lost yourself sadly. And you do not know how you'll get out of this predicament.

A few meters away, there's a slight glow in the abyss. "There it is!!!" Bao screamed excitedly. She pointed towards the glowing exit. As they get closer the glowing exit becomes a glowing white door. "Inside this door is where I work. We help others sneak onto planes to get home." As they got closer, they heard something that was reminiscent of a tavern. Mobile heard the joyous laughing and cheering and the clinking of the mugs as they hit the wooden bar. Bao slowly opened the door and smiled with glee as she was revered with a loud "BAO BAO!"

Mobile and Bao walked in and suddenly felt enlightened. The golden light of the crowed room gave a happy aura as everyone smiled. Mobile cringed and winced as he tried to move through the crowd. While moving, Bao seemed to run towards a rotund and joyous man. He filled the room with the boom his laughter and the height of his spirits.

Bao began to whisper in the rotund man's ear and pointed towards Mobile. This made him feel slightly uneasy as the rotund man whipped his arm around Mobile and dragged him closer. The heavy smell of beer and cigars almost made Mobile pass out as the rotund man shouted towards the crowd: "TONIGHT, THIS MAN WILL GO BACK TO CANADA!"

Mobile didn't realize it, but this included sneaking onto an airplane.

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[smartyetimmobile]

Mobile felt his heart deepen and clenched his chest. A single tear rolled down his face as he tried to catch his breath. "Pull yourself together." he whispered to himself. "Realize where you are right now. You're in Hong Kong, with no way of getting back home. You just screamed shut up as loud as you possibly could in front of a stranger." But he just couldn't regain composure.

He began pacing back and forth in front of the girl. Mobile couldn't find it in himself to stay still. He kept repeating to himself, "You got this. You got this. You'll think of a plan." He felt as if he was finally breaking down and ready to crack. "You got this. You got this." He could barely catch his breath and felt as if a heart attack was ready to arrive. "If you won't save Scott, the other guys could. I know no one will come back for me. But still, I am not the number one priority."

The young woman shook in fear. She didn't know what he could do next. All she wanted to do was help. When she saw him, she felt as if he was lost. All she wanted to do was help. "S-s-sorry." she stumbled out. She took a few slow steps back and covered her mouth. "I w-w-want to h-help." she mumbled under her breath. "Mr. Mobile, I want to help."

He stopped in his tracks and turned towards the girl slowly. "Bao," he says in a hushed tone. "I'm sorry you had to see this. I let my emotions get the best of me." He swiftly wiped his tears and smiled at Bao. "I can't allow it to do that. Dangerous things could happen. I could lose control of myself. Also, it's unprofessional in my line of work." Bao feigned a smile to cover her fear and nodded repetitively and quickly. "I can help, Mr. Mobile." she said. "I can help you. I know place."

A twinkle enlightened his eyes. "How can you help?" he frantically asked her.

"I can get you home!" she shouted with fake glee. She frantically pointed towards the abyss of the alleyway and made her smile go wider. Mobile curtsied towards her and began walking towards it. "We shouldn't be wasting time then." he said. "I have to help someone that means dearly to someone that means dearly to me." Bao shook her head from confusion. She didn't understand a think Mobile just said. But she realized by now, he'll most likely listen to her and she'll try to be a bit easier on him.

Yet the angry voices. They still persist in Mobile's head and have become louder than ever. He also hears tiny cracks as if something is breaking. His breathing deepens as he struggles to regain and keep his composure. He worries what'll happen if he can't stay this way. Will his powers go out of control? How can he get rid of the voices? Why are his emotions harder to control than usual?

Crack.

Crack.

Crack.

Mobile gulps and closes his eyes as he presses forward. "Maybe if I ignore it, this'll all go away."

[smartyetimmobile]

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[smartyetimmobile]

Mobile doesn't know why the hell he's following this girl into an alley. He doesn't know why the hell he went through the first door he saw in subspace. His mind was starting to crumble a bit. "Why?" he kept repeating to himself. He kept thinking, "This isn't how I'd normally react." he kept saying to himself. "This isn't what I'd normally do."

The girl he decided to follow had an unfamiliar aura about her. She was around 5 feet tall, a little chubby, and had a confident stride in her walk. "W-where are you taking me?" he nervously asked the girl. "Bao." she replied. "What is this Bao you speak of?" he asks her. She immediately stops in her tracks and turns to look at him. She had a bit of a furious look in her eyes and gritted her teeth. She put her hand on her chest and shouted, "No! Bao!!" As he realized that she was telling him her name, he looked down and apologized profusely. "Oh! I'm sorry!!" Mobile slowly stepped back and gulped. He's completely worried about his well being now. And possibly where this girl will take him. "Since you've given me your name, I'll give you mine. I am Mobile." He politely bowed in front of the girl and gave her a hint of a smile. "Maybe she won't kill me now." he whispered to himself.

She looked at him with disgust and sucked in her teeth. She looked ahead and pointed forwards. "There." she said to him in a stern tone. He looked towards the direction and saw nothing but darkness. "A-a-are you sure we should be going that way?" he nervously asked. She only sucked her teeth in again and walked forwards. "Stupid." she muttered angrily. He steps back, a tiny bit pissed from her comment. But, he presses on knowing that he has no where else to go.

Mobile then starts to feel a slight pain in the temples in his forehead. Feelings began to erupt inside him again. Worry. Anger. Pain. Guilt. He can hear everyone's voice in his head shouting at him. He felt as if his body was crumbling and breaking down. He really wanted to say something about this but who would he tell? The girl he's following blindly that could possibly try to steal his kidneys? And if he did tell her about it, what could she do? More so, what WOULD she do? He begins to panic but forces himself to keep all his feelings in. "Be cool Mobile." he says to himself. "You got this."

The pain of the headache and the angry voices of the search party have gotten worse though. The angry voices begin to turn into screams from hellish nightmares. They get louder and louder to the point where Mobile covers his ears. "Shut up." he says softly. "I'm sorry for failing you guys but could you please be quiet?" 

Louder and Louder. "Shut up."

Louder. "Shut up!"

Louder. "WILL YOU PLEASE BE QUIET?!?"

The girl turned around and looked at him with fear. Mobile just realized he cracked and let go of his composure.

[smartyetimmobile]

The Search Through Subspace

A couple of hours passed and Mobile is sitting on a bench, repetitively hitting himself in the head. "How could I be so dumb?" he says to himself "How the hell am I going to find him now? I should've known better than that. I should've known better than to enter the first door I saw." He falls over onto his side and gives a huge sigh. "I messed up." Mobile whispered to himself. "I messed up big time."

A couple of pigeons land on the ground near the bench. He sighs heavily and closes his eyes. He faintly hears faint sounds and feels as if his body is lighter. He hears voices that sound similar to the fellow others from the search party. They've seem to have gotten more frantic, worried even. Mobile can't make out what they're saying, but he can feel what everyone else is feeling right now. Guilt. Anger. Sadness. Worry. The voices grow louder and louder to the point where it feels like it's taking over.

The stress of the voices got to him and he opened his eyes. He sees a young girl peering over him. She looked peculiar. She has nice round brown eyes, pale white skin, short coffee brown hair, and cupid's bow lips with a scratch across it. He looked up at here with curiosity. "May...I help.... you?" he asked her slowly. She began trying to pull him up and speak to him in a language he didn't understand. He looked at her with confusion and she sighed. "I will take you back." she spoke in a difficult and broken dialect.