[ The Lost Engineer ]

[ LOW ACTIVITY ] [Ask box: Open | M!A: None | Event: None] [OCs, AUs, Duplicates & Crossover Friendly]

[tf2-engineer-in-the-backrooms]

“ Where am I ? „

CW :: Unreality, Dark Contant & Canonical Typical Violence

[ A Semi-Selective + Semi-literate , Ask / RP Blog for my interpretation of the TF2 Engineer in The Backrooms ]

Bio / Verses / Mun

Rules

- This Blog works on Reason-to-Kill and that only.

- My character is mine to control & mine alone. Your character is yours to control & yours alone. Information provided outside of the character's world can not be used within their world. ( No Godmoding or Metagaming )

- NSFW is not allowed here, though Suggestive is acceptable.

- Mun loves Angst, so you are allowed to hurt the character used here as much you wish, just remember the first rule. You are also very much allowed to kill my character in RP, just remember that after that there might not be a character to interact with.

My character will not be dead forever, do not worry.

- You can NOT bring the Engineer back into Reality/The Frontrooms unless I'm the one bringing him out. This is for security reasons.

- Multiple versions of The Backrooms may be used here, please go check Verses for more information.

- More may be added ;;

[tf2-engineer-in-the-backrooms]

*The woman would put her chin in her fingers thinking for a sec before softly gasping and saying* “I’ve got it.” *She’d approach the wall and would start to just…slam her body against it before straight up no clipping to another level.*

“ ... What in sam hill—”

[Almost dumbfoundingly, he places his hand against the wall that the other just phased through. Staring at it for a moment before deciding that Welp, might as well, right?

He doesn't have anything else to do, anyways.]

“ God ah hope this works.”

[So, he slams his body against the wall, grunting slightly from the harsh force. He tries again, again, and finally, he falls through.

Wherever he's landing though, he's not landing on his two feet.]

[tf2-engineer-in-the-backrooms]

"So what do we do now...?" *She'd stand on her feet, streching a bit*

[The Engineer let his hand rub the back of his neck, shrugging.]

“ No clue. Ah've... just been wanderin' till ah find something, really.”

[tf2-engineer-in-the-backrooms]

*The woman would scarf the sandwich down, exhaling in relief. She’d then look at the engineer* “Thanks.” *She’d stand and extend her hand out for a handshake* “Just call me E.”

[The Engineer chuckled slightly, before getting back onto his feet. A hand moving to fidget with the backpack's strap around his shoulder. He gave a small smile.]

“ Ain't a problem, glad to help another fellow out.”

[A small pause for a moment, before he goes to shake her hand. Almost awkwardly as they haven't had human contract in.. quite awhile.]

“ Gud to meet cha, E. Ya can call me Engie.”

[tf2-engineer-in-the-backrooms]

*The woman would take the sandwich, expecting it a few before looking back at the engineer* "It got any nuts?"

“ Just some ham, tomatoes, lettuce, mayonnaise, n' an olive. Pretty sure none of them contains nuts. You can open them up if you're unsure.”

[He hasn't seen Heavy put any in his sandviches before, soo..]

[tf2-engineer-in-the-backrooms]

*The woman would scoot away to a near by wall*

"How can I trust that isn't poisoned? Literally anything is possible in this hellhole..."

“ Ah've had this sandvich since ah've gotten here, and ah don't think you can find poison just... layin' around. Though considerin' this hellhole, there might actually be some and ah'm just not lucky enough.”

[The Engineer backs up a bit, but still offering the food.]

“ So, you want it or not?”

[fandomandangstlover]

hi hello. this post is for my rp/ask blogs

they're all being put on hiatus. sorry. life've been rlly busy & has just. been burnt out on roleplay & comic ask things. so.. yeah.

see y'all somewhere in the future? ah'm still gonna vibe here. postin art & interact with people, but just won't do rp & ask blog stuff.

have a gud day y'all

[tf2-engineer-in-the-backrooms]

*The girl would always get up shaking a bit, her head bleeding from the fall* "Dizzy, tired and hungry but otherwise fine.*

[A small pause, before he got up himself. Still watching the girl wearily. He.. doesn't believe that one bit. It's the concussion talking, isn't it.]

“ Ma'am, you're bleedin'.”

[With a barely contained sigh, he reached into his backpack & pulled out a sandvich. Handing it towards the waitress. He didn't need it, might as well put it to use.]

“ Here. Eat up.”

[tf2-engineer-in-the-backrooms]

*The girl would fall from the ceiling crashing a few lights on her way down. She fell onto the floor face first and would fall with a loud thud. The girl had wavy brown hair and be wearing a waitress outfit for a 70s diner. Shed say in a muffled tone* "ow."

[A few beats of silence, & the Engineer stepped out from his hiding space. Watching the broken lights that he has never seen off flicker away in an instant, he doesn't see any broken glass.

He's hitting his wrench against his other hand. It's calming, in a way. Been a habit after since he has started his first ever match, when he wasn't... here. Now it's more of a way to keep calm, he guess.

It reminds him that this is very much real, & that there's very much a girl who has just fallen from the ceiling.

He's seen weirder, he suppose.

With careful steps, he approached the fallen waitress (judging by her(?) clothes, that is) & crouched down by her, the wrench still held firmly in his hands.

She seems alive, at least.]

“ You alright, ma'am?”

[Their voice sounded stained, like they haven't been using it till now. They resisted an urge to cough.]

[fandomandangstlover]

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[tf2-engineer-in-the-backrooms]

*A women sounding to be around 16-18 would Be screaming but it was far away. Her screams got closer and closer to the point where she wasn't getting chased... She was falling*

[His head snapped up at the sound, letting his knees against his chest fall away. The scream has ripped through buzzing of the ceiling lights, demanding for anyone's attention.

What in tarnation was— It's getting Closer? From Up THERE?

With a start, he sprang himself onto his feet & fleed behind the nearest wall, his hands reaching for the wrench that saved him many times before. Holding it tightly against his chest.]

[persephonememes]

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❛ What happened? ❜

❛ How are your injuries? ❜

❛ Just promise me you’ll stay here. ❜

❛ You can’t blame yourself. ❜

❛ You know I’m here for you, right? ❜

❛ I’ve never seen you like this before. ❜

❛ When I wake up, you won’t be there. ❜

❛ Okay. You get to leave now. ❜

❛ No. I don’t believe you. ❜

❛ Just.. put down the very sharp knife… ❜

❛ It wasn’t your fault. It hurts. ❜

❛ This isn’t you. ❜

❛ Stop it. ❜

❛ You should be resting. ❜

❛ Are you okay? Did they hurt you? ❜

❛ How can you act like that? ❜

❛ Then why are you still here? ❜

❛ Are you okay? ❜

❛ You can’t live in the past. You gotta move on. Let it go. ❜

❛ And when were you planning on telling me? ❜

❛ What are you, trying to give me a heart attack? ❜

❛ What’s wrong? What happened? ❜

❛ I thought we agreed that secrets are bad! ❜

❛ Sorry. Didn’t want to push any sore spots. ❜

❛ Everything okay? ❜

❛ Do you even know where you’re headed? ❜

❛ I can’t help you unless you talk to me. ❜

❛ Promise me you’re not gonna over-react. ❜

❛ It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay. ❜

❛ Whoa, what are you doing? ❜

❛ Why do you run from me? ❜

❛ You’re changing the subject. ❜

❛ It’s four o'clock in the morning, what are you doing? ❜

❛ You’re bleeding. ❜

❛ You gotta be more careful. ❜

❛ I meant… How are you holding up? ❜

❛ You’re avoiding my question. ❜

❛ I think the worst of it’s over now. ❜

❛ Don’t let fear keep you quiet. You have a voice so use it. ❜

[fandomandangstlover]

“ ...where did y'all go?„

｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+ ❥ a Stimboard for an Engineer that's stuck in the Backrooms ～｡⁠☆

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( i made him,, a stimboard <3 )

[tf2-engineer-in-the-backrooms]

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[fandomandangstlover]

fuck it

RP Blogs of mine that reblog this post will be put on hiatus for an indefinite amount of time. You're free to send in asks, just don't expect much.

if this post gets deleted, that means the Blogs are up & running again

[tf2-engineer-in-the-backrooms]

[...oh what the fuck.

Breath. Just, breath. Think. Don't look at the abyss above you, just. Look at what's in front of you first. Calm down.]

[There's a broken toolbox with a few tools spilling out of it. It must've been the source of the noise, & it must've broke on impact. Because there's no other reasoning when the hell he's in is an empty purgatory—

Breathe. He hesitantly looked up at the abyss.

Oh, yeah it's an abyss alright. For whatever reason, there seems to be a big hole that took up a large part of the ceiling. It doesn't help that this damn area is an empty field as well. It's like something should be here, & it's just, not.

Not a great feeling. Not at all. He should probably not be standing under it—

* SNAP ! *

Whatinthefucowastjat—]

[tf2-engineer-in-the-backrooms]

* THUD ! *

“ ...da hell...? „

[That's...new. The sound of multiple things hitting the ground. Things that, hopefully didn't break on impact. It sounded nearby, too.

They went to try & find it.]