#bezazzled

[unfulfilledxsmile]

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🌇 ||  ---- Oh. A girl he’d never seen before, bright eyed, bright smiled, none of her internal viscera glistening on the outside, or inhuman appendages. Here, in DBCR. It was unusual, especially since Desert Bluffs Community Radio resided partially in another dimension. One easy to enter, but still, unusual. He was stuck at first, but he quickly resolved the mystery of the moment by jumping to conclusions and assuming the most likely in a world of unlikelihood. 

“ Hi! I’m Kevin... ”  He approached with the friendlies, warmest introduction he could, despite his missing eyes-- three, mind you, and cut open smile- but nevermind that. Surely, coming here, she expected that?  “ And, don’t tell me~ YOU must be the new intern. Right? ”  

It was a shame what happened to the last one... 

[plaidcool]

@bezazzled​ (i just... really love mabel and wanted to shoot you somethin’ ♥)

          “Yo, Maaaayyyybes! You wanna shirk our responsibilities and raid all the ice cream from Stan’s freezer while he’s gone?”

[cubicscubedemon]

@bezazzled

What made you run away?

I’m not upset with you, I promise. I’ve been just where you are now. It’s just... I don’t really know what’s been going on. But someone must have said something to make you do something like that.

[pinetrce]

@bezazzled

Txt: [ hey Mabel? ] Txt: [ has that demon that lives in the junkyard been bothering you? ]

[llamanorthwest-archived2]

@bezazzled​ cont. from here

Having settled in a rather unsettling place in the multiverse, Mabel had not only been barely getting by, but had also managed to get a hold of a cell phone. On multiple occasions, she tried calling home, to get a hold of her family in her dimension… Of course, to no avail. It’d been years since she last tried using it. So likewise, it’d been years since it beeped. But it beeped, nevertheless, showing multiple messages from an unknown number.

[txt:???] Svool? [txt:???] Sorry. I meant: Hello? [txt:???] There’s someone out here using a cell phone? [txt:???] Who is this? How did you leave your dimension? I might be able to help, but I can’t promise anything.

Pacifica felt like she could finally breathe. After days of searching and scrambling around someone finally responded! That could help her! Pacifica didn’t care who it was, they said they were willing to help and that was all that mattered.

[txt]: Hi I’m Pacifica Northwest- some complete psycho version of me with an amulet like tossed me into some random universe and said she was ‘taking my place’ and I’m like totally panicking. [txt]: All I have is what I was carrying at the time which is my phone, wallet, keys and pepper spray which apparently does NOT work as well on people that aren’t human.

[campsongcounselor]

ℕ𝕖𝕨 ℂ𝕒𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤

🏕 @bezazzled

❝ And what project is THIS little sunshine 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕣 working on today ? ❞

[foronceimactuallyinnocent]

@bezazzled (x):

“You know I only ask because I worry about ya and care, right?” Stan didn’t believe her, but he didn’t want to push to hard if she really didn’t want to tell him. She just seemed off today was all.

[acoustic-apathy]

bezazzled replied to your post: ((honestly if i ever found another active jonathan...

[[ may i recommend… a sideblog humancounterpart ]]

((dsfklsd i know which one you’re talking about and i hadn’t even realized it was a sideblog until you said something))