emails open.

IT guy. he/him.

[whistles-blow]

pinned.

roleplay + ask blog for waylon park. i luv outlast. canon and ocs pleease hit up my line.

TAGS THIS BLOG WILL USE:

#📹 - OOC TALKS : OUT OF ROLEPLAY -- THIS IS THE MUN TALKING. #📹 - QNA : QUESTIONS, ANSWERS, AND OTHERWISE IN CHARACTER RESPONSES. #📹 - REPLIES : ROLEPLAY REPLIES. BLOCK THIS TAG IF YOU DON’T WANT A CLOGGED FEED.

mun is 21 years old, with a life outside of this blog. this is just an excuse to draw and write more frequently! please be civil in the ask box and don't be a creep. thanks! ^__^

- please excuse the constantly changing artstyle. trying to find what is most comfortable for me. thaaanks. :)

- be forewarned for explicit material ahead. everything will be sfw for the most part, but be aware because of the graphic content of outlast, there will be blood and gore.

[whistles-blow]

"Well, this is..a circumstance i didnt expect. The whistleblower is still. alive." A familiar voice down the hallway, perhaps a bit too familiar.

Waylon pauses in his tracks, his grip taut around the camcorder beeping in his eyes. Turning his head towards the voice, he squints, trying to catch a hint of familiarity in it.

“ Wuh— Wh-“

His head was pounding. He was still riding off his earlier sedation, chest heaving with each breath he raked in. Reveal Yourself White Devil………………..

[abandonedupshore]

is that guy bothering you ma’am… get behind me…….

[whistles-blow]

you never told me what a jaypeg is. 🙁

either way. do you have any fears? anything that keeps you up at night?

“sorry. i didn’t know if … you were really serious or not. a jpeg is a digital image format. sort of like a type of file.”

“… probably the whole mount massive incident in general. i thought *dogs* were scary for a while, but jesus christ. i think that entire thing ruined my nerves.”

[knuckleb0nes]

why would i ask if i wasn't serious, poindexter? digital image format...??? the hell does that even mean.

no clue what that means either but sounds like some tough shit. maybe you need some drugs to soothe that down.

[whistles-blow]

“like — an image perceived on your computer screen. you can save that image as a jpeg file.”

“it’s tough, yeah. but i’m not a big, uh, recreational user … you seriously don’t have a clue about what i’m talking about? do you know what a television is?”

[whistles-blow]

you never told me what a jaypeg is. 🙁

either way. do you have any fears? anything that keeps you up at night?

“sorry. i didn’t know if … you were really serious or not. a jpeg is a digital image format. sort of like a type of file.”

“… probably the whole mount massive incident in general. i thought *dogs* were scary for a while, but jesus christ. i think that entire thing ruined my nerves.”

[changethef0rmal1ty]

awesome. could you, like. pinkie promise that your friend or whatever isn’t the creep leaving weird shit around. like really pinkie promise. and if you break it you go to hell forever, or something.

…Wh… is that necessary..?

*sighs* Fine. I… pinkie promise it’s not her, either. Believe me, I’ve known this woman since I was in the seventh grade. She doesn’t do things like that.

[whistles-blow]

( he’s holding up his pinkie expectantly. )

come on, man. just because you said it doesn’t mean it’s a done deal. you have to actually do it. you learn this kind of thing in middle school.

[changethef0rmal1ty]

You’re… you’re serious.

Oh, my god, I cannot believe I’m doing this.

*Hesitantly wraps my pinkie around yours.* There. Pinkie swear. Does that satisfy you? I hope so.

[whistles-blow]

awesome.

( he flashes a smile that was far too earnest to fit the current situation at hand. )

pleasure doing business with you. for sure will remember this, i keep these kinds of things on the books. you know how it is, being a business man and all.

[changethef0rmal1ty]

awesome. could you, like. pinkie promise that your friend or whatever isn’t the creep leaving weird shit around. like really pinkie promise. and if you break it you go to hell forever, or something.

…Wh… is that necessary..?

*sighs* Fine. I… pinkie promise it’s not her, either. Believe me, I’ve known this woman since I was in the seventh grade. She doesn’t do things like that.

[whistles-blow]

( he’s holding up his pinkie expectantly. )

come on, man. just because you said it doesn’t mean it’s a done deal. you have to actually do it. you learn this kind of thing in middle school.

[whistles-blow]

Do you like dogs or cat's more. I do photography and have photos of both.

"... i know this is going to sound crazy barbaric, but i actually am not super fond of animals. but if i had to choose between those two, i'd have to settle with cat."

[whistles-blow]

Hello, Mr. Park. Haven’t seen you since the incident. …Honestly, I’m shocked that you’re alive.

But anyways, that’s not the point. A few friends of mine are looking into your case report. I’d tell you you don’t need to be alarmed, but I’m not sure you’d believe me.

Just… keep an eye out.

"you and me both."

"... i would rather you not. i think i'd like to keep to myself, no need to dig up dirty laundry. um. please, just -- keep your distance."

[officerresponding]

… i didn’t know murkoff was still hiring security guards. are you new around this sector? i haven’t seen your face before.

// waylon. (holds in my hand and squeezes).

Keep askin' questions and you gon' learn a whole lot more, boy. Mind yer' fuckin' business.

[whistles-blow]

//coyle. (holds his little bald head and squeezes.)

yikes. forget i asked. are you always this ... mean?

[whistles-blow]

are we happy, mister park?

[abandonedupshore]

..Hello, Mr. Upshur.

I know just as much as you do that we at Murkoff are looking for you. I don't suppose you could.. tell us where you are? Save us all the trouble? It would make the search much easier, and might grant you certain privileges once we do find you. If you comply, that is.

...God, this is stupid, I should have listened to Pauline.

Fuck off already.

[whistles-blow]

So you're the IT guy. Huh.

Some of the doctors like to talk about you, did you know that? They say you're going to break under the strain of your job role. That it's just a matter of time.

Do you think you can handle it, Mr. Park? Do you?

I hope so.

“you should go back topside, buddy — before you get in trouble for being down here.”

[nanotech-terminator]

Mm... In a minute. They won't care, one of the others are in treatment now. Well. Probably won't.

It's very nice to meet you. You seem kinder then the other workers.

[whistles-blow]

“i don’t think kind is the right word for it. um —“

“here. let me walk you back before somebody sees. you’re billy, right? i’ve heard your name floating around.”

[whistles-blow]

I have TOTALLY hidden 13 sticks of dynamite in your home and they are lit (why would i lie )

“please i have a wife and kids.”

[whistles-blow]

what you typing so much for boy..

“i make a dime so my boss can make a dollar. you know how it goes.”

[whistles-blow]

hey so you're a technology guy do you know what the hell a jaypeg is??

[whistles-blow]

Hi Waylon!!!!!!

“ah!!! you scared me! … hi i guess!”