Just a loser archivist trying to figure out Tumblr. Any/All I suppose [this is less like a Jon rp account and more like 'What if Jon had Tumblr' but we roll with it... also.. Ambiguous ass timeline... This was supposed to be a serious account. As you can see im not fucking serious at all]
This is Jonathan Sims speaking, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute. I'm here because my coworkers recommended I get this place which they have described as a 'hellsite', which is intriguing.
I'm not too sure how this whole 'Tumblr' thing works, but I'll figure it out, I suppose. I usually am able to figure things out fairly quickly.
Just know that I am still quite a busy person, so I may often disappear or reappear at odd times. This is completely normal.
Statement ends.
[[OORP, other rp blogs, tags and Mod updates below]]
Wow! An intro post! Took me long enough!
Yeah, so, this is less of a Jon roleplay account and more like "What if Jon had Tumblr", but ignore that. I just roll with anything. Very timeline ambiguous and slightly inconsistent. I'm bad at this, okay?
And yet I run several other TMA OC blogs [ @blood-hounds-and-brutalization @gravedigger-duo and @the-shuttle-engine-enigmas plus a timetravel Jon AU blog [ @gaz1ng-upon-eachother ], and a Mechanisms OC blog @records-of-theonewhoslumbers . I also have an art account @silverwings-the-silly ] very confusing I know. Go check them out if you want to maybe.
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Anything in the tags that isn't bracketed is in character but also applies to me/the mod[??? If you've seen some of my unhinged tags you'll know what I'm talking about]
Anything in [[these brackets]] is OORP/OOC.
This is basically utterly traumatized and socially fucked up Jon [as in more than in canon. If I suffer, he suffers]. Yeah I don't know how else to describe it. Have fun?
Tags:
#Taking statements - For posts including statements
#Archivist here - Random tidbits about the Archivist's life or thoughts
#Archivist isn't here - For when the Archivist.. isn't.. there??
#@TA - Ask the Archivist or @ the Archivist, aka simple asks and/or short threads
#Tape recording - Long threads that don't involve statements
#Hey Jon - For interactions between canon characters [Character AUs included]
#Srry 4 the Deception - Interactions with OCs or non-canon characters
#oorp - Out of roleplay. Do be warned that some of these posts may be serious.
This blog gets more and more unhinged by the day.
Mod status: Pleas help me god is punishing me for whatever sins I've committed. I am in PAIN.
[[oorp but oh my god. I. got an apology for the first time in my life. oh my stars am i dreaming. i think im dreaming. gonna go pinch myself a few times to make sure im not dreaming. and then as a treat im gonna try and empty my ask box.]]
[[oorp update. Apparently there were two wounds that I missed when I was swung at because I was distracted by the blood on my leg. I am now still bleeding from the leg but now also bleeding from the shoulder a bit]]
[It's an ungodly hour of the morning and Jon is at home, trying to do some work while half-asleep, and suffering from a headache for over twenty hours now]
[The Archivist is nauseous. The Archivist is soooo fucking sick. The Archivist is going to throw up. The Archivist is attempting to drink bleach and inhale air freshener.
[Jon picks up the pace. He's feeling colder by the minute. If it really starts raining heavily, then the journey back downhill is going to be ten times more difficult]
[Jon shuts his eyes. It's a great pain to try and Gaze upon anything, even if it's just for a split second]
Oh, fuck... Agh..... Of course I know where I came from! It's right back there—
[He takes a step back before almost losing his footing—the path that was behind him is no-longer there, and instead has been replaced by a winding trail obscured with twisting roots and faint, splitting fractures in the ground]
[Jon picks up the pace. He's feeling colder by the minute. If it really starts raining heavily, then the journey back downhill is going to be ten times more difficult]
[Annicis sits near him and starts reading some of the statements out loud. If he can’t wake up enough to eat physical food, she should at least make sure he has some Fear Food.]
[Jon nods slightly as he folds his arms and rests his head on his desk once more. He craves the information. He needs it more than he needs a pulse at the moment. He still sounds weak and pathetically tired, even though he's slept for over fifteen hours]
[Jon shuts his eyes. It's a great pain to try and Gaze upon anything, even if it's just for a split second]
Oh, fuck... Agh..... Of course I know where I came from! It's right back there—
[He takes a step back before almost losing his footing—the path that was behind him is no-longer there, and instead has been replaced by a winding trail obscured with twisting roots and faint, splitting fractures in the ground]
[Annicis sits near him and starts reading some of the statements out loud. If he can’t wake up enough to eat physical food, she should at least make sure he has some Fear Food.]
[Jon looks around, clearly wary. It doesn't help that there's very little to illuminate the area. It also doesn't help that the flashlight on his cellphone is busted due to the amount of times he's dropped it]
