#gogcther

[ectoplaesm-gone]

“ ray, you need to see this. ” there’s a wild look in egon’s eye as he gestures wildly towards the staircase he’s just rushed down, urging ray to join him. “ i found something. ” he returns up the stairs and ushers the other man toward a pile of printed readings churning steadily from a machine atop his workbench. “ the prototype dimensional frequency scanner is yielding some fascinating results - it’s picking up readings from at least eight parallel dimensions. this is good, ray, this is very good. we might be able to use this. i’ve been toying with the idea of locating a pocket dimension for future containment - our system is reaching capacity more quickly than expected. what do you think? ”    /    @gogcther liked for a starter!

[columbialibrary]

@gogcther​​ has arrived

       leaning into the back of her office chair, she turned her chair around when she heard the familiar voice of dr. stantz enter the library of the esteemed college. getting up and brushing her hair from her face.  ❝ you’re here awfully early today, i figured you’d be anywhere else ... to what do i owe the pleasure, darling? anything i can help with? i just got here, i can be some help since i’ve had my coffee for the morning. ❞

[columbialibrary]

[ PULL ] : sender pulls the receiver close against them as they kiss them.

alice had come over, a long day at the library. it was becoming a few and far between that she was getting help and she was exhausted. when she finally managed to amble over, she spent more time than she thought she would be spending over there. feeling ray's arms around her as he started pulling her in. it was such a warm, happy feeling as he pulled her in and something about his energy was a soft, happy aura. gentle soul, maybe that's why alice found herself enamored.

pulling at the hips of his jumpsuit as she pulled him down for the kiss as he kept pulling her into a hug. when they pulled away, alice was smiling. " hello to you too, handsome. "

[motsoccult]

@gogcther said : “ i don’t care about any of that. i only care about you! ” for the riddles

“ but i’m a ghost! ” ridley cries, throwing their ( slightly glowing ) hands up in the air. “ i’m basically not real anymore, dad, i’m just - i’m here. i’m here, and i haunt this place, and you need to let me go. ” their chin wobbles - huh, there’s a note for egon. ghosts can feel the urge to cry. “ you can go, y’know? i’ll be okay here, if that’s what’s keeping you. i’ll figure out what my unfinished business is, and i’ll go, and everything will be totally fine. and you’ll be okay, too. ” they move forward and give him the tightest hug their spectral form can muster. “ whatever this building becomes, they’ll have a kickass ghost, ” a sad laugh bubbles up as they cling to him. it’s not that they want to be alone, but they know ray won’t do what he needs to do so long as he remains here alongside them in this mostly empty firehouse. “ i’ll make you a deal. one more week, okay? if you can figure out how to get me out of here, then i’ll go with you. but if not - promise me you’ll walk away. okay? ”

[managone]

“  don’t bury your feelings.  sadness.  hurt.  rage.  feel it.  acknowledge it so you can decide what you want to do with it.  not what it will do to you.  ”

↳ MEMES ( @gogcther )

❝ WHAT ARE YOU, MY THERAPIST ? ❞ she tried to sound as neutral as possible as to not give the impression that she was annoyed, but she kinda was. Gwen chewed the inside of her cheek, afraid her tongue would get the better of her and snap back with some snarky remark and thankfully that seemed to help.

❝ — look, things blow up when I get uncontrollably mad or whatever so it’s better if I keep calm, okay ? ❞

[herodrowned]

❛  whatever it is that you’re planning to ask , the answer is ‘ no ’ .  ❜

Dialogue prompts 

Octavius didn’t like being branded as a sceptic; he preferred to call it being realistic. The scientist-in-study pouts his lower lip just slightly. Though he was known to be quiet and timid most times, that seemed to overlook his rather easily-agitated nature. Arms cross, brows furrow. This guy acts like he’s some sort of professional! ( can’t have any of that, can you? ) “Why say that? Because you can read my mind or something?” 

[towardsredemption]

elwood had called ray when it had been decided that the blues brothers were coming back to new york city. the last time he’d been there, he’d enjoyed hanging out with him and promised he’d call if he ever came back, and well... elwood kept promises. this trip would be a little different though. the loss of jake was devastating---and something elwood hadn’t dealt with yet, truthfully. all he could focus on was getting the band back together, which he did the moment he got out after only four years in prison for the disaster than he had thought was a mission from god. 

some mission.

he’d missed out on jake’s last year alive because of it. 

as he slid the newest bluesmobile into a parking spot outside of the firehouse, elwood threw the car in park and ducked down to look up at the ghost sign hanging off the building. he had to chuckle to himself. maybe jake would show up after all. 

he walked into the firehouse, tucking his hands into the pockets of his suit pants and looked around. “hello?” he called out. “ray?”

@gogcther​ liked for a thing!!!

[pcdcast]

@gogcther​ ASKED:  “I’ve never successfully put together any piece of anything that’s ever been bought from any store.”

PODCAST looked up from the instructions---they were slightly crumbled, PODCAST assumes it had something to do with the others frustration, poor piece of paper His head tilts slightly, his lips pressed together “I can see that---BUT it’s cool ! I’m sure between us we can figure SOMETHING out---like, what does this do ?” seriously though, what did it do ? and why did they need it for the first four parts ?