#anotheroneforthefiles

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BIG LONG COMIC!!!! cutting for convenience <3 keep reading vvvvv

( Archie belongs to @pressure-operationrnr )

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"Okay.... Terrence. Why are you at my door?" "OH! Right-- I need a physical." "I'm under company order to /not/ provide you physicals, you go to Specialist Care for tha--" "I need this one done under the table." "...." "WOW That sounds bad, huh?-- I mean to say uhm-- I need this off record. I need you to do it, because you're not my usual doctor-- so..." "Why?" "Well-- I'm about to take up some uhm-- extra curricular work." "Extra curricular work?" "Mhm! I'm uhm.... I'm going to the banlands to look for uhm... Astor." "Astor?" "Mhm!" "Astor James Crawley?" "Yup, that's his name!" "The intern you relentlessly bullied for years--" "We get the picture, Hector." "We?" "Old habits-- sorry, Physical, yes?" "....//sigh//" "What?" "Terrence-- You're lucky I'm letting you so much as step FOOT in the medical bay, let alone my OFFICE." "...." "Come in. Close the door." "Sure." "....I spent years, running tests on them, poking and prodding them, listening to them break down, to them weep, to how this illness you and the board denied treatment for-- shattered him." "......" "His own mother and father-- they didn't want to hold him. I had too. I had to while he cried, while he grew sicker, while he decayed-- all until you ripped him away from m--" "Till you decided he was of use again...." "....." "You are so fucking lucky I let you in here, Terrence. If not for my own curiosity-- as to HOW he ended up there, and just WHAT you want with him-- that you need him back here so badly?" "....Because he was happy, and I was.... I was wrong. I... I woke up. From a long and horrible dream and-- and I realized I was wrong. And-- and it was just-- just a little too late. But- but I want to set things right. I want to make things right. He deserves what he found down there. Family, friends, love... and-- and I took that from him." "And you're going to give it back to him?" "No." "What then? If you aren't playing fucking savior." "I-I'm-- I'm going down there-- and I'm going to help him. However he needs." "What makes you think he'd want help from the man who started him on this path in the first place." "Because-- Because I know him. I've seen what he's done-- I know what he believes in-- I know he'd--" "Be willing to give you a second chance? GOD You are still so full of yourself! You're not going down there for him at all, are you?" "I am." "You're going down there to save yourself. Be honest with me, Howe." "I'm going down there for him--"

" ¿Por qué tienes un agujero en el pecho? " "Uhh- I don't know where to sta--" " En español, por favor. La oficina de Evans está pegada a esta. Baja la voz también." " Esto no es lo más fácil de explicar. Pero, por darle una oportunidad, supongo… " " He sido la marioneta de un.... pulpo gigante durante la última década, más o menos, y hace apenas dos días... uhm... simplemente me abandonó en el suelo de la sala de comunicaciones. " "....." " ¿Lo dije bien? ¿Tuvo sentido? " "....." "Click?" "Yes-- I--" "Sit down. I'll-- let me see if there's an EKG available." " Fucking Hell... "

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"One last dive, Doc... what d'ya say?" "I don't have much choice, now do I?" "Atta boy."

RAAAAH Okay hi Uhm IDK if i'm coming back just yet BUUUUT I've been thinking about this blog alot (UPDATE: I can't type q on my keyboard-- so get ready for me to come up with creative ways to refer to this project! Yay!)

BUT anyways I've been brain rotting about some concepts for it recently and IDK the want to like do earlier storylines/soft re-launch this blog is strong BECAUSE I KNOW WHAT I WANNA DO WITH ALL THE PLOT THREADS NOW BUT I FEAR I'VE WRITTEN MYSELF INTO A CORNER Idk we'll see, we'll see uhm Enjoy this dumb lil doodle for now!

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"Right, well... bye."

( @pressure-operationrnr ) I DID IT!!! THE COMIC IS FINISHED!!!! I made the mix tape too bc I'm extra <3 (The candy is a 3 Musketeers and a Skittles)

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Redraw of the Chapter 1 intro as we get back into the swing of things!

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PART ONE to a VERY LONG COMIC <3 KEEP READING!! vvvv

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"One more game."

(RP events to be posted! :}!) Characters Featured:

Archie ( @pressure-operationrnr ) Harlow ( @dameepymeeses ) Allen (@urbanshadesworstemployees ) Amari ( @demondoodlies ) Lynn ( @darkkara ) Marcos ( @spiderinthevent ) Makaila ( @jamie-of-ithica ) Liam ( @vaeh2011 )

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"What do you want? Why the hell are you here?" "Oh- I'm just- y'know- /observing/, haha." "....Okay? Go bother someone else, bitch." "MY Mr.Lovett-- such a foul tongue, and I've been nothing but nice--" "You killed the love of my life." "....I'm positive they'd be heartbroken to hear you call Astor of all people that, Mischa." "Archie can fuckin'-- he can kick rocks or some shit, I don't know." "I wasn't talking about Archie."

"Mischa Jacob Lovett-- Ya-koob? Ya-kub? Am I saying that right?" "Where the fuck did you get that?" "Oh well-- it took some tracking-- y'know, I remember that undead blue kid had his mitts on it for a while-- but here I found-- It's in the saboteur's shop! HA! He was more then happy to sell it-- said there wasn't really anything of substance in it-- well, besides maybe a name or two..." "And why the fuck are you doing this?"

".... There's nothin' in that file that's gonna help you." "Mmm.... I already know you're bluffing-- besides, that hardly matters, when there's plenty here that can help you, yeah?" "...Bullshit." "It's all yours, you just have to play along, answer some questions, and tell no one of this little chat, hm?" "I'm not a fucking dog, lady." "Oh! I'm not trying to imply you are! Listen, if there's anything my 'new friends' have taught me, it's the power of the bargain, hm? how do you say it-- Oko za Oko?" "You're full of it." "Dove Helena Stańczyk. Born February Sixteenth, Nineteen Eighty-Nine..." "You can stop there-- I don't need to hear the death date." "Oh there's no death on record, Mischa."

"I guess the only way you can find out is if I give you the file, huh?" "..." "But.... I can only give you the file, if you answer some questions for me." "......." "I need a yes, Mischa." "I can't promise I know the answers." "Where did that ferryman's coin end up? The one Dove stole?" "I stole. A-and I don't know. Couldn't tell ya." "Mhm.... Astor James Crawley, entrusted to watch over Mischa Jakub Lovett, now designated Z-397-- had to be removed from duty due to an incident during a field mission, for further information please read over Incident Report 1932113--" "You can find something better in there to twist my arm with, Astor's dead. That shit won't work on me, not anymore." "Okay so what about Vermillion Sparrow? Or Reagan Khare? How about Emilio Demair? Charlamagne Prescott?" "Shut your fucking trap."

"You just know what I need in order for that to happen.... Honesty, Mischa."