"WHERE THE FUCK AM I?! WHAT'VE YOU DONE, FARADAY?!"
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@theodore-miner-goes-crazy
"WHERE THE FUCK AM I?! WHAT'VE YOU DONE, FARADAY?!"
THIS ACCOUNT IS STILL ACTIVE.
It's messy and it's rushed, but it's finished.
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thank you again to my elites for being such awesome people!
@hootbon@sm-baby@ark-fork@dia-smthidk@rabid-mercenary15@awful-little-goose@theartblogloxley@0104-vkta@burrotello
I am now one of you.
BASTARDS!
YOU BASTARDS!
AN INJUSTICE!
DAMN YOU!
.......aaaaaAAAAAHHHHHH-
*THUMP*
@theodore-miner-goes-crazy
“ oh my— are you okay? ”
a hand is offered to help them up.
*The man grabs it, pulling himself up groggily.*
"Where the... where the hell am I?"
*He then sees who helped him up.*
"Whooo-oOOOOH JEEBUS CRIPES WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!"
@ragsdolly
*shoop!*
"...........aaaaaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHH-"
*THUD*
@theodore-miner-goes-crazy
She jumps, before peeking out the door.
"... Are you okay?"
There is a man laying in the hall. He is wearing a navy blue boiler suit, and reeks of motor oil and gasoline. In his hand is a lead pipe.
They pull their lighter to their hand from the desk, looking at him suspiciously.
"You supposed to be in here?"
They don't recognize him, at least. And maintenance isn't exactly well staffed.
The man suddenly sprang to his feet, his eyes darting around wildly, his shaking hands firmly grasping the metal pipe. Upon seeing them, he cried out.
"D-don't FUCKING touch me!"
Leaning against the doorframe, she narrows her eyes suspiciously and folds her arms, one hand playing with her lighter in midair.
"I haven't. But I don't think you're supposed to be here, so I've got some questions for you."
The man says nothin, still panting and shaking, eyes locked square on hers.
They stay in place against the doorframe, lighting and extinguishing their lighter with a flick of their fingers where it hovers next to them.
"Who are you? And how did you get here?"
"I-i-I don't know I, I, I, I just remember falling inna this weird fuckin' 'ole ad then I, uh..."
The man's explanation is almost incomprehensible. He's obviously been through some horrific event.
Y'ALL I'M STARTING A RIOT.
gimme ur characters to draw in said riot Please!
Preferably JSAB or TPC
FYI I'M THE LEADER!!!
ME!!!
YOU'RE V MEAT! YOU'RE ALL V MEAT!
*shoop!*
"...........aaaaaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHH-"
*THUD*
@theodore-miner-goes-crazy
She jumps, before peeking out the door.
"... Are you okay?"
There is a man laying in the hall. He is wearing a navy blue boiler suit, and reeks of motor oil and gasoline. In his hand is a lead pipe.
They pull their lighter to their hand from the desk, looking at him suspiciously.
"You supposed to be in here?"
They don't recognize him, at least. And maintenance isn't exactly well staffed.
The man suddenly sprang to his feet, his eyes darting around wildly, his shaking hands firmly grasping the metal pipe. Upon seeing them, he cried out.
"D-don't FUCKING touch me!"
Leaning against the doorframe, she narrows her eyes suspiciously and folds her arms, one hand playing with her lighter in midair.
"I haven't. But I don't think you're supposed to be here, so I've got some questions for you."
The man says nothin, still panting and shaking, eyes locked square on hers.
fuck you
LOVESICK BLAST
*KABOOOOM!!!*
Comet is now lovesick and for 15 asks! (This can also be used as a starter)
( Comet doesn't know what hits her as she is blasted by the anon magic, tumbling over from the force of the blow. )
( Her eyes are spiraling from the fall…but she doesn't seem much different…? )
( What does "lovesick" even mean in this context…? )
At that inopportune moment, Theodore Miner, who had just awoken from his unconsciousness and had began to wander, entered the room Comet was in, finding her sprawled out on the floor.
"What the..."
( She huffed under her breath, sitting up with her eyes shut tight as she rubbed her head. )
“❀ ⋆ ༺ "A-Ah…t-those damned a—" ༻ ⋆ ❀”
( When she opened her eyes and noticed Theodore, she flinched with a gasp, face flushing red as she scooted back slightly. )
“❀ ⋆ ༺ "—n-…N-Nons…" ༻ ⋆ ❀”
( She quickly stood up, glancing down and away from him, shaking slightly as she started to quickly speed walk away from him, her face only getting redder. )
The Wastrel watched Comet leave, now more confused than ever.
"What the hell was that all about?"
He poked his head out of the window, watching her leave flusteredly.
( She let out a quiet squeak as she did, trying to rush off faster. Hm. Out of all the beings on this weird planet…she seemed the most normal. Well- besides the horns. )
The Man, seeing no other course of action, decided to follow her.
"Oi, wait up! I still don't know where the hell I am! OI!"
fuck you
LOVESICK BLAST
*KABOOOOM!!!*
Comet is now lovesick and for 15 asks! (This can also be used as a starter)
( Comet doesn't know what hits her as she is blasted by the anon magic, tumbling over from the force of the blow. )
( Her eyes are spiraling from the fall…but she doesn't seem much different…? )
( What does "lovesick" even mean in this context…? )
At that inopportune moment, Theodore Miner, who had just awoken from his unconsciousness and had began to wander, entered the room Comet was in, finding her sprawled out on the floor.
"What the..."
( She huffed under her breath, sitting up with her eyes shut tight as she rubbed her head. )
“❀ ⋆ ༺ "A-Ah…t-those damned a—" ༻ ⋆ ❀”
( When she opened her eyes and noticed Theodore, she flinched with a gasp, face flushing red as she scooted back slightly. )
“❀ ⋆ ༺ "—n-…N-Nons…" ༻ ⋆ ❀”
( She quickly stood up, glancing down and away from him, shaking slightly as she started to quickly speed walk away from him, her face only getting redder. )
The Wastrel watched Comet leave, now more confused than ever.
"What the hell was that all about?"
He poked his head out of the window, watching her leave flusteredly.
fuck you
LOVESICK BLAST
*KABOOOOM!!!*
Comet is now lovesick and for 15 asks! (This can also be used as a starter)
( Comet doesn't know what hits her as she is blasted by the anon magic, tumbling over from the force of the blow. )
( Her eyes are spiraling from the fall…but she doesn't seem much different…? )
( What does "lovesick" even mean in this context…? )
At that inopportune moment, Theodore Miner, who had just awoken from his unconsciousness and had began to wander, entered the room Comet was in, finding her sprawled out on the floor.
"What the..."
A man spontaneously appears in front of the agent, falling three feet to the ground with a thud.
"Ough…"
@theodore-miner-goes-crazy
"ALAMAK!!! Who's - Who's there? Oh no, are there supervisors in my walls, too?"
*He crouches down to examine the man in a white mask. All covered in oil, grease, and...A weirdly purple glowing acid.*
"...Ah? You don't look like a supervisor. A maintenance worker? I didn't know there were upgrading the office."
*He looks up to where the man fell from.*
"Do you need a hand there...?"
Best regards,
Agent Flying Fox
The man suddenly jumps up, and begins swinging a lead pipe around wildly.
"GET AWAY! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"
"WHOA THERE!"
*An armed man in the Agency! Could this be a Zoraxis operative? But...No. The Doctor couldn't be this reckless about one.
He flung his hands up to show no weapons visible on him. Save for a switchblade hidden in his uniform, at least.*
"Ah - Who are you? I'm staying WELL away here! State your name and purpose!?"
With concern,
Agent Flying Fox
The man gave no answer, his eyes still darting around wildly, his shaking hands still firmly grasping the metal pipe.
"D-don't FUCKING touch me!"
*Clearly this man cannot be reasoned with. Definitely too unresponsive to be an Operative of any kind. Just a deranged sort of civillian? Still, that metal pipe can't be safe. No way to disarm him at this point.*
"Right. What am I going to do here."
*He made a dart towards the door, trying to excape the situation. But the crazy man was still in the way.
Flying Fox barely dodged left and right, getting closer to the door, until Theodore landed a swing right in the agent's stomach area.*
"OUGCH."
...
AGENT FLYING FOX...
Seizing the opportunity, the deranged imbecile sprinted out of the room and down the hall, almost tripping over a box on his way.
*shoop!*
"...........aaaaaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHH-"
*THUD*
@theodore-miner-goes-crazy
She jumps, before peeking out the door.
"... Are you okay?"
There is a man laying in the hall. He is wearing a navy blue boiler suit, and reeks of motor oil and gasoline. In his hand is a lead pipe.
They pull their lighter to their hand from the desk, looking at him suspiciously.
"You supposed to be in here?"
They don't recognize him, at least. And maintenance isn't exactly well staffed.
The man suddenly sprang to his feet, his eyes darting around wildly, his shaking hands firmly grasping the metal pipe. Upon seeing them, he cried out.
"D-don't FUCKING touch me!"
A man spontaneously appears in front of the agent, falling three feet to the ground with a thud.
"Ough…"
@theodore-miner-goes-crazy
"ALAMAK!!! Who's - Who's there? Oh no, are there supervisors in my walls, too?"
*He crouches down to examine the man in a white mask. All covered in oil, grease, and...A weirdly purple glowing acid.*
"...Ah? You don't look like a supervisor. A maintenance worker? I didn't know there were upgrading the office."
*He looks up to where the man fell from.*
"Do you need a hand there...?"
Best regards,
Agent Flying Fox
The man suddenly jumps up, and begins swinging a lead pipe around wildly.
"GET AWAY! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"
"WHOA THERE!"
*An armed man in the Agency! Could this be a Zoraxis operative? But...No. The Doctor couldn't be this reckless about one.
He flung his hands up to show no weapons visible on him. Save for a switchblade hidden in his uniform, at least.*
"Ah - Who are you? I'm staying WELL away here! State your name and purpose!?"
With concern,
Agent Flying Fox
The man gave no answer, his eyes still darting around wildly, his shaking hands still firmly grasping the metal pipe.
"D-don't FUCKING touch me!"
A man spontaneously manifests 3 feet above the floor. He falls to the ground with a thud.
"OW!"
@theodore-miner-goes-crazy
( Utia had stopped playing bun's violin, staring at the man in confusion. )
ₓₒ ◦˚ ୨ "Goodness- Are you alright?" ୧ ˚◦ ₒₓ
( Bun asked, offering a hand to help the man up. )
Tha man suddenly jumps up, screaming, waving a lead pipe around like mad.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! GET TEH FUCK AWAY!"
His eyes are wide, and hisbreaths are ragged, his movements jerky.
( Utia paused, slowly moving bun's hand away, taking a step backwards as bun spoke in a soft tone. )
ₓₒ ◦˚ ୨ "Easy now…I won't hurt you." ୧ ˚◦ ₒₓ
"No...No nononononono keep away! Keep the hell away!"
The man searched around frantically for an exit door, his eyes swivelling around crazily.
There! A theo, slightly jar! He pushed past Utia suddenly, wrenching the door open, and running blindly into it, screaming:
"WE'VE COME TO THE END OF OUR TIME! WE'VE COME TO THE END OF OUR TIME!"
This man is named Theodore Miner, and he is quite insane.
( Utia flinched, and the door he ended up going through lead to the rest of the house…and upon a tall woman with white hair and white wings. )
( Well…"wings". Those were simply part of a costume. )
༶ ˙˚ . ◦ ۪۪۫۫ "…What's that about 'End Times', sir?" ۪۪۫۫ ◦ . ˚ ˙ ༶
( The woman spoke calmly, subtly glancing at Utia behind him. )
Theodore screams, seeing this figure, so very indiscernible from a deific entity. He immediately ran by her, even deeper into the house.
( As he did, a sigh came from another source. )
。 ♥ "Oh dear…this has certainly gone on far enough. Hm, I suppose we have no other choice." ✧ 。
( There suddenly were two long arms wrapping around him, soft yet metallic in nature. It restrained him. )
。 ♥ "Sir, you need to calm down. I won't release you until you do. I apologize." ✧ 。
( The voice said. )
The man struggled for a while, before running out of breath, and falling limp and unconscious.
*shoop!*
"...........aaaaaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHH-"
*THUD*
@theodore-miner-goes-crazy
She jumps, before peeking out the door.
"... Are you okay?"
There is a man laying in the hall. He is wearing a navy blue boiler suit, and reeks of motor oil and gasoline. In his hand is a lead pipe.
A man spontaneously appears in front of the agent, falling three feet to the ground with a thud.
"Ough…"
@theodore-miner-goes-crazy
"ALAMAK!!! Who's - Who's there? Oh no, are there supervisors in my walls, too?"
*He crouches down to examine the man in a white mask. All covered in oil, grease, and...A weirdly purple glowing acid.*
"...Ah? You don't look like a supervisor. A maintenance worker? I didn't know there were upgrading the office."
*He looks up to where the man fell from.*
"Do you need a hand there...?"
Best regards,
Agent Flying Fox
The man suddenly jumps up, and begins swinging a lead pipe around wildly.
"GET AWAY! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"
A man spontaneously manifests 3 feet above the floor. He falls to the ground with a thud.
"OW!"
@theodore-miner-goes-crazy
( Utia had stopped playing bun's violin, staring at the man in confusion. )
ₓₒ ◦˚ ୨ "Goodness- Are you alright?" ୧ ˚◦ ₒₓ
( Bun asked, offering a hand to help the man up. )
Tha man suddenly jumps up, screaming, waving a lead pipe around like mad.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! GET TEH FUCK AWAY!"
His eyes are wide, and hisbreaths are ragged, his movements jerky.
( Utia paused, slowly moving bun's hand away, taking a step backwards as bun spoke in a soft tone. )
ₓₒ ◦˚ ୨ "Easy now…I won't hurt you." ୧ ˚◦ ₒₓ
"No...No nononononono keep away! Keep the hell away!"
The man searched around frantically for an exit door, his eyes swivelling around crazily.
There! A theo, slightly jar! He pushed past Utia suddenly, wrenching the door open, and running blindly into it, screaming:
"WE'VE COME TO THE END OF OUR TIME! WE'VE COME TO THE END OF OUR TIME!"
This man is named Theodore Miner, and he is quite insane.
( Utia flinched, and the door he ended up going through lead to the rest of the house…and upon a tall woman with white hair and white wings. )
( Well…"wings". Those were simply part of a costume. )
༶ ˙˚ . ◦ ۪۪۫۫ "…What's that about 'End Times', sir?" ۪۪۫۫ ◦ . ˚ ˙ ༶
( The woman spoke calmly, subtly glancing at Utia behind him. )
Theodore screams, seeing this figure, so very indiscernible from a deific entity. He immediately ran by her, even deeper into the house.