Yeah, Let’s Not Whack The Poor Host Over The Head. If You Hear Music, Try And Do Anything To Not Listen.

*the footage shows the kitten by the front day. they see him meow before he... did he just WALK THROUGH SOILD 4 INCH OAK!?!?!?* mew *they walked through all the doors!!*

°CJ blinked. Replayed the footage. Blinked again. Replayed and slowed down the footage, paused it when the kitten was halfway through the door, hits Ctrl and PrtScn. Blinks once more, and turns to the kitten. Confusion, shock, and suspicion flashing behind a carefully neutral face. You have some explaining to do, I think.°

Ⓐⓛⓡⓘⓖⓗⓣ. *They walk toward the portal with you.*

°CJ stops just before entering, and sticks his left hand in to test how it feels, and if something was going to eat it off.°

¶Not terrible, but I will be better once this coffee is done.¶

"I'm good! Just some researching to do. How are you?"

°I am alright, thank you. I don't think we have seen you around here though.°

"Oh yeah, are you new here? I'm Jim, these are my brothers Jim and Jim, it's nice to meet you"

"Hiya!"

°Oh- hello there!°

*RJ waves with a hand not occupied by a book.*

"Hi!"

*NJ gives a wave from the kitchen.*

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"Ok, we're in a light patch too but no papers. And yeah, CJ is here too- where are you Google? Have either of you guys heard anyone else?"

Tԋҽ ʋσιԃ ɾҽʂιԃҽɳƚʂ. *They drop the Jims in a light patch.* Tɾყ ƚσ ʅҽαʋҽ, αɳԃ ყσυ'ʅʅ ϝαʅʅ υɳƈσυɳƈισυʂ.

"Void Residents? Who are-"

*CJ manages to land on their back, still curled protectively around his camera, RJ lands on his end*

"Ow-! Wait, unconcious? Why would we be-..Jim?"

*CJ hands over his camera to RJ, who's more than a little shocked to be actually holding it. CJ looks directly at the snake and begins to sign.*

°Ok you look here you vantablack worm, you aren't getting away clean with this. I don't care who you work for, especially if you're so wrapped around their fingers that they've got you doing their dirty work, all I care about is that you're out here, stealing people and bringing them to lose who they are. My name is Jim, my brother is Jim, and we'll get out of here one way or another.°

If you notice me reblogging

a repost

stolen art

false information

etc.

please let me know, you’re not rude or annoying and I actually do give a fuck and I will correct my mistake, thank you

*The city is often a loud place, filled with the bustling of thousands of individual lives all trying to get to the next destination.*

*...Sirens aren't uncommon. Statistically speaking, more people die of car crashes in a year in Texas alone than die of shark attacks around the world. Jim told him that. RJ wonders if he's going to die of a shark attack, then, since he's pretty sure he's still alive. Things are still spinning, and his head feels like it was split open, (and is that a ringing sound?) but he's alive. The car? Maybe not as much, but that's not the major thing on his mind. He knows he needs to get out, but at the same time moving sounds like a really horrible idea.*

*Maybe if he closed his eyes for a second, he knows he shouldn't but... he was tired anyway.. heh, tired, car tires...*

*RJ's eyes slid shut, the sounds of sirens echoes, and he is alone.*

*Ťhâńķ ýøū, §īř* meow *Ī řêăľĺý ām ťhāñķfűł*

°Ok THAT he heard. Guess he did actually hear something the first night then? To be honest, it didn't surprise him as much as it should have. Maybe he really wouldn't pass out if he saw Mothman one day. It's not a problem, you have done far more for the two of us. And you do not have to call me sir, I'm not that old yet. He chuckles a little°

IF ME CALLING YOU DUDE OR GURL CAUSES YOU TO HAVE DYSPHORIA YOU SHOULD tell me because you being comfortable is so much more important than some stupid slang 

I ԃιԃɳ'ƚ ԃσ αɳყƚԋιɳɠ! Tԋҽყ Ⴆɾαιɳɯαʂԋҽԃ Hσʂƚ.

*there's some confusion and curiosity in RJ's voice*

"'They'? ...Who's They? Your boss? Bosses?"

°He looks thoughtful to a degree, a frown apparent°