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Tim
I find this so funny for no reason—having the brightest smile pictured in my mind pulling off his best first impression all the while Jon, Daisy, and Basira are staring at him like “Why so much joy?”
I’m also like. Going between 2-3 different part makings. This one was the discharge from hospital situation. Or wait—I don’t think I brought it up. Ehhhhh. It’s fineeeee
Anyway have fun :3
Character’s — Worms
The Worms
“Jon. What the fuck do you plan to achieve with this?” Daisy asked staring at him, arms crossed over her chest.
“I plan. To find out what the hell is going on, besides…. There started to be a worm infestation. We can’t be at the station currently. You heard what Elias said.” Jon replied as he was crouched down picking up dead worms with gloved hands and setting them in a bag.
“Elias isn’t the brightest crayon in the box, he’s been,” Basira paused trying to think on how to put it, “off. Of sorts.
“You can say that twice, giving us a “vacation” till they clean the station….” Daisy muttered clearly still irritated.
Jon stood up once again zipping the bag shut before setting it in the bag against his side. He removed the gloves and threw them in the nearest trashcan. “Let’s get out of this park, better get home since there’s no siting of the woman in red. She’s been coming up more frequent….”
“Wasn’t her name Jane? Or claimed to be.” Basira asked walking beside Daisy while Jon lead in front.
“Jane Prentiss,” Jon spoke remembering, “took me a moment. Doesn’t help with all these late nights….”
“Then sleep.” Daisy said putting it blunt. “Or you to wrapped up in those old investigations? You really need to toss those back in the cabinet and move on. You weren’t even apart of any of them.”
Jon grumbled in response thinking before finding his response. “That’s the thing. It’s. I can’t. Something doesn’t sit right with me. It’s that unsettling feeling you get in the pit of your stomach, or a thought you can’t remember but try so hard. Drives you to the edge,”
“Never thought the detective would open up.” Basira spoke up listening, “Least we could do is offer a hand. Besides being on the same team that is.”
“I’ll figure out something….” Jon muttered before silence filled between them.
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They all continued walking before getting back to Daisy’s car. Jon paused looking towards a direction feeling like something was there…. Something watching. Daisy already got in the driver seat before Basira pat Jon on the shoulder. “Let’s go home, been a long night.”
“Right…. Yeah….” Jon replied hesitantly hearing her door soon close and it was another moment before he heard the sound faint crawling worms. He got in the car before another moment and Daisy drove off from the park without asking. Neither of them did as this was beginning to become normal. The paranoia.
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They were halfway to Basira’s place before Jon felt something crawl over his hand. If he weren’t so still he probably wouldn’t have notice spacing off, “Wha-“ before he finished he felt it burrow in his hand. “Agh!”
“Jon?” Basira spoke turning her head back even through the dark as Daisy focused on the light. “Better not be messing around back there-“ Daisy began before the sounds started and then grow louder.
“Their worms!” Basira stated as Jon yelled in pain once more feeling worms crawl up him not realizing how quick. Basira gone to open the door but appeared locked, “Daisy-“
Daisy tried unlocking the door all the while trying to keep the worms off, “It’s not working! Damnit! They’re everywhere!” She shouted angrily.
“Okay! Okay, try and keep calhhhaaa!” Basira began but cut off short feeling several of the worms burry into her without even noticing where they’re at.
“Light! Damnit!” Jon said while Daisy gone pressing it on without a second thought. How many were there…. They didn’t know. But the surface’s were being covered quick. It was late enough there were barely any cars but they needed to get out before getting covered by them.
“Basira, glove box. Now. Grab the gun and shoot the window.” Daisy spoke firmly and direct. She didn’t hesitate opening it up and reaching for it only to find worms fall out and took her shot. The window shattered. The next moments came rather quick.
Managing to crawl out of the window she proceeded to break Jon’s window next and helped pull him out before doing the same with Daisy. How many worms got to them? How many were still crawling under their skin? It didn’t take long seeing the woman in red standing not too far from the front of the car. The three of them dealing with pain all the while managing to stand.
Basira held the gun tight, “Jon. Phone. Radio. Call, someone.” Basira told towards him and he began rummaging through his bag before finding his phone, he called backup.
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Master Post & First
Before
Silly thought. If season 1 Jon meet Detective Jon….
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They stare at each other not really speaking, when the original went to speak the other cuts him off, “Why are you scrawny—“
“Excuse me??! I’m not scrawny” He states.
“Mm……” He hums in reply. “Then. Who are you?”
“Jonathan Sims,” He answers.
“You trying to be a copycat? He questions.
“No?”
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This is. Def. not accurate. But it’s fun to think about.
Master Post - First
👁️✨Silly. Silly Me.✨👁️
Whenever you get a silly thought and wanna put in motion….
:]
Hear me out….
When Jon goes. “Somewhere else” he forgets. He forgets the timeline before and it’s a new slate in what he becomes and he things start being familiar. To familiar and it’s deja vu here. Deja vu there. Along this. He had a dream.
A dream he’s walking down a hall(Supposedly to Elias office…..) and along both walls are portraits of the fears. Like Spiral, Vast, etc. Each time he goes to the door and opens it up. He wakes up. Maybe one day find out what’s behind it. But really. He doesn’t understand it yet eheh~
These memories could be triggered. Maybe. Who knows—Just between Jon and Martin.
Thought about maybe Elias since. Eye and all. And could go into play with why he hates Annabelle so—
Melanie King
“Mrs. Melanie King” Jon said gesturing to the seat across him at the table. A notebook and pen on the surface infront of him ready for use.
Looking back at him she spoke taking her seat. “Melanie will do. This isn’t our first meeting……”
“Right then… Melanie. You may begin,” He said and waited for her to start her statement.
“Okay…… I was in the making of another video for my channel, yet this manor we were at wasn’t… The most brightest of choice, several people suggested not to even dare enter it and I took that as a challenge to prove them wrong. In the end I regret that choice. We gone in like any other exploration we done before, of course with research on hand.” She began before continuing, “The manor belonged to 3 owners before being put on sale. It was removed from the market but never torn down, just an empty building now sitting there. There was me, our camera man, and tech help. We had a fourth but they stayed back in the van while we record our findings. It was normal going from room to room, when we got to the basement, that was when things began to turn. We started hearing whispers that soon became more, pleading. Of sorts…… Wanting their escape or some way out and yet not daring to move. It came from one direction and we followed it, when we got to there the whispers stopped. Our tech help, screamed before running off on their own back to the entrance. Even our torches on hand weren’t enough as the room became more darker than before. We all decided to leave and call the police. Getting back to the stairs I heard my camera man fall down behind me before a following snap. It felt colder. But even if I gone to check I knew it wasn’t the camera and it was something seriously wrong.” She explained further, pausing, and then finishing. “I made my way out. Then I called you. The cops that got there first found 4 bodies through that darkness. Then when the actual search team came I was brought here. Feeling like more would happen I was lucky it didn’t…… But believe our tech help got killed before making it to the exit.”
“What happened to the one in the van?” Jon asked sternly.
“I told them what happened and to leave over text. They had no part of it and even if you gone and questioned him.” Melanie responded.
“Right…” Jon responded thinking, “And you sure you didn’t see anyone else?”
“I’m sure. It felt. Off on so many levels. And those whispers weren’t a fragment of imagination if it was just me hearing them. And… Even if it was just me that made it out. I know what I heard. But I couldn’t make out what they said specifically.” She replied firmly and rather drained at this point.
“Yes, well.” He cleared his throat letting out a low sigh, “They were able to find the bodies. As well the camera, as I’m told it broke on that fall down the stairs. However I’ll see what I can do in letting you off the hook. Not only finding missing people. But you did break and enter… If it weren’t for me you’d be in a cell by now.”
Humming in response she nodded just slightly while listening. “Any other questions?”
“No…… As far as I know you’ll get a call for any follow up in the morning.” Jon replied. “I imagine you’ve had a long night given it’s 3 now……”
“What got you up so late?” Melanie asked looking at him.
“A case…… It. It’s confusing of sorts.” He answered
“Doesn’t sit right then…… Like anything else in what this world is coming to.” She said getting up, “Where you able to find anything on… Sarah Baldwin?” Melanie asked.
“Unfortunately no…… When I do I’ll get in contact with you. For now. Get home and don’t go off exploring anytime soon.” Jon replied back before seeing her leave. He let out a huff before muttering quietly and turning the recorder off.
Tim’s Grudge
First & Master Post
The Worms
Little Meeting
Before The Worms
“Elias Bouchard.” She spoke with a smile and a look in her eyes.
“Annabelle Cane.” Elias replied coldly glaring at her. “What do you want?” He asks rubbing the bridge of his nose, glasses hanging at his neck.
“I’m just stopping by, you don’t want a visitor?” She asks letting out a chuckle.
“I only allowed you to stay here due to our deal…. I didn’t ask for company. What do you want?” He asked again crossing his arm.
“I wish to request an audience with Mikaele Salesa, taken you already know…. But he was always known for sticking to the shadows.” Annabelle answers tapping her finger against her chin. “Can you tell me what you know?”
“If it’ll get you to leave me alone, then yes….” He sighed thinking shutting his eyes for a moment and then opening them. “Last he was seen was near *******, happy?”
“Very, what has gotten you in such a grumpy mood? Do you really not like me, or you and that man gone through another divorce hm?” She asked snickering a little.
Elias gave a small grunt, “You got your answer. Goodbye Cane.” He said motioning her to the door,
“Goodbye to you to Bouchard. And please. Don’t kill this one….” Annabelle says looking at him before leaving. The door being shut behind her by Elias.
Master Post - First
The Worms
