- Hi ! Sorry to bother you, I am looking for my third roomate. Spiral told me it's you ! Ilias, it is ? I am Lucie, nice to meet you !
*A very obvious but very polite visitor offers him her hand to shake. There is old blood around her nails and it looks like she chews or picks at her skin a lot.
Despite that she is dressed like a very fancy and profesionnal person, a button down and a tie.*
// @tie-girl-lucie l and hiii !
[They take a second before registering what was going on, their thoughts were elsewhere. They shake her hand, skin cold against hers with a clear lack of nails. A minor anomaly that's unrelated to them being a visitor.]
“..Nice to meet you, um, Lucie.. and yes, I'm Ilias.”
[A pause after they withdraw their hand from hers, sensing something off about her—same feeling they got when they met another visitor.]
“..Are you.. one of them?”
[Just testing the waters with that question, nothing judgemental. They just want to play it safe.]
Pax had no idea how to interact with them, dancing around for weeks, until she finally decided. Food, everyone loved food!
She remembered them not really eating during the dinner, or maybe it was someone else.... She wasn't sure, there were so many people. Anyways, maybe stomach problems, she got it, she sometimes had an upset tummy.
So, she brought corn puffs with her, 2 bags, one unflavoured and one fruit flavoured, knocking on the door, hoping things wouldn't be as awkward as last time.
[A groggy Ilias answers the door, hair fluffed up in places it shouldn't be, covering most of his face.]
“..Hm..? Oh, Pax..? Wh..”
[He's cut off with a yawn, a hand going up to cover their mouth and moving a curtain of hair away from their face so he can see her better.]
“..What're you doing here.?”
[They faintly smile at her, just so they don't look irritated.]
“I.. I— They— FEMA..— B-Blood... everyw-where.. They shot them.. P-Please, I don't want to be next..”
» standard-recording.mp3 «
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↪ Voicemail transcript ↓
0:00 - 0:45 “I fou-found this.. device.. on one of the personnel h-here.. H.. He's unconscious. I hope h-he isn't too hur-hurt..My memories are fu-fuzzy... All th-those tests might've fucked my mind up.. like.. like... [Shudders] I-I hate this.. I just— I just want to go home..”
0:45 - 1:06 “My.. My name is.. uhm.. [whispering] (What—What was my n..name..?).. I.. It's.. I don't.. I-Ilias.? I think.. [sigh]” 1:06 - 1:27 “[fuzzy] —I showed signs...? What does it mean..?— Wha-What do they mean?.. I-I-I've just been stressed.! I'm.. not— not them! I—I'm not one of them.. I— swear—! I'm not one of them! Please..! believe me..! I— [commotion, abrupt cut]”
[The rest of the voicemail is silence]
~~~ OOC !!
HII, this is @burntseafoam / @burnies-temporary-coven , the mod of this account !! I've been really wanting to make a ninah oc blog for a while, but never found time for it, but here it issss !!
Little personal mod note: I always feel compelled to reply to everything or comment on everything, so please excuse my random commentary on things that I don't have to comment about sometimes. aaaaaaa I'm weird.
Anyways, so, basic stuff we gotta set here:
- This blog will be touching topics like: Violence, manipulation, self-destructive tendencies, death, people eating people (literally), etc.
↑↑ If these topics bother you, it'd probably be best to not interact with this blog !
- Basic DNI criteria (proshippers, darkshippers, homophobes, racists, transphobes, zios, etc, yk, the usual)
- Suggestive and nsfw jokes directed at the OC is chill, but be normal about it ! The mod is a MINOR, so don't direct anything overly explicit towards them or their character, thank youu !! :3
- Not exactly sure if I'll actually come around to use this account for a long time (Around a month or so) due to the fact I might lose interest randomly.
- Canon and non-canon characters are highly encouraged to interact.
RP THINGS ↓
Frantic Evacuee generally speaks like “this”. The mod speaks like //this. [Actions are done like this] or [like this]
• "Voicemails" / lore posts are formatted like the one shown just above the cut.
(Save for the logs)
Other rp blog ! : @an-eye-for-the-eye
Tags:
#unfamiliar... ← Anon asks.
#new faces.. ← Non-anon asks.
#spare me a thought.. ← Lore posts / rbs.
#..? ← First interaction posts.
#Voicemails.. ← General/Voicemail I'llposts.
#This is.. new.. ← Whenever an rp changes them (i.e., change their outfit, behavior, adds onto their lore)
#The roach intrudes.. ← Creature appearances. (Will still sometimes be used whenever the mod speaks)
#Intervention. ← Mod posts.
#[Insert name of other rp blog/nickname] ← Rping w/ other blogs (Also helps me find posts I made with that specific blog)
OLDEST SPRITES ↓↓
Old sprites !! ↓↓
Updated sprite (Jan 2) (I'll make the other expressions laterrrr) ↓
Updated sprite (Feb 22) ↓
CHARACTER INFO NOTES:
- The Frantic Evacuee / Ilias goes by any pronouns. That being said, I'll be using mismatched pronouns for them (i.e., “He reached up to touch their hair) on some occasions, but I'm more prone to using masc pronouns on her.
- Probably late-twenties to late-thirties.
- He was wearing a trashbag and a dead FEMA officer's pants. (any rps that happen after Dec 18, he isn't wearing this anymore.)
- She has congenital anonychia and lacks all their nails on his hands. (She has difficulty opening things and holding things due to it)
- Also, they've always had tremors, but it was further worsened by FEMA taking them in. The stuttering was a recent development from an unrelated incident, but appeared after escaping FEMA's quarantine zones.
- In-game, she's 90% of the time a visitor, but their signs start disappearing the longer he's in the house. (Basically, if they've been there for 3 days, they won't have any of the signs or have lost most of it)
- Also in-game, she doesn't kill unless he's been there for a while with their story progressing (Kinda like Cashier girl, iirc) or if certain dialogue options are chosen. (Might make a post abt this)
Following the blood trail he found when going out tonight, finds the frantic evacuee. It surprises him to see someone that lost so much blood still alive. He's not sure if he should offer help, but as the shadows there are driven away from there by the faint light of sunrise, he doesn't think he has much choice.
Why, look what we have here. You're pretty far from the hermit's house, aren't you, Leporo? You don't have to worry about me, I'm from there too, but I'm pretty discreet.
- @thee-vampire
(leporo means hare in Esperanto, but it's just because Ilias reminds me of a hare 😔)
[Ilias, surprised by the sudden presence and shaken up by the very recent FEMA encounter, nearly stumbles back. They stare at the man speaking to them for a few seconds, eyes wide and almost akin to that of a startled deer, before they muster up a response]
“I.. s— sorry, just.. just thou—thought you were one of them.. I'm..”
[They stop themself, eyes drifting over to the streaks of blood they've left along the ground. A sense of dread overcomes them at the thought of having FEMA agents knockih at their door tomorrow night due to their trail.]
[But the sun's rising soon, so they have time to hide or get out, probably..]
“..Seems li— like the sun's coming up soon.. We should, uh, head inside.. be..before the hallways get warm.. We, um, can talk more inside..”
”..hey uhm… it’s.. it’s been a… while. How.. are you.. adjusting..?”
-🌀 (aka @mentalspiralgirl-rpblog)
“To the apartment.? Um, fairly well, I th-think.. Might probably return to the, uh, hermit's house if my search isn't.. fruitful.. The apartment isn't too safe due to, uhm, a cer-certain organization...”
[He lets out a shuddering sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. It hurts to move the injured leg, and he's pretty lightheaded still from the blood loss. Hell, he doesn't even know if he'll be able to go anywhere in this state for a while.]
“B-But I think the familiar.. um, atmosphere's helping m-my nerves. Stuttering and tremors got more bearable..”
“H..How 'bout you? An-Anything interesting happening with you, hm.?”
