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snowblindrpg2015-06-28 10:27 pm
maskintape) wrote in snowblindrpg2015-06-28 10:27 pm
[network] @TW; Day 010 Afternoon [open] [CW: deathchat!]
[ Nope. Nope nope nope nope. Tim is done. Being swooped away to snow hell? Not okay. Dying while in snow hell? Really not okay. Waking up in a body bag on a shelf after that?
'Okay' is now so far away that it is a mere pinprick in the distance. There is no okay to be found anywhere in his vicinity. Tim would spend some time fondly trying to remember the long-forgotten concept of okayness if he were at all capable of doing anything but freaking the fuck out.
He turns on the video function of his tablet, shakily recording the shelf he was recently lying on, and anyone watching might make out a few hoarse breathy noises. There's a dramatic lurch in the feed as Tim almost drops the tablet, and the video cuts out.
It's followed up soon afterwards with a text message. ]
well ok then. I'm alive but I can't talk
so that's new
there've been guys who came back from the dead blind/deaf too, right? so maybe whatever brought us here is taking parts of us. the snow preserves us after we die so the parts they/it wants stay fresh
I mean there's no wound or w/e but. I'm also not dead, so.
it could have taken my vocal cords and also one of my kidneys or something and nobody would know.
this is so messed up
if they'd just tell us what they want I'd donate my entire god damn FACE if they'd just stop it
and I'm pretty sure I can see the west snow wall from here. which is nuts because I know for a fact that I was DAYS away from it on foot when I died
so
how are they moving the bodies
[ It's more evidence that it's the tall thing that's doing all this, as far as he's concerned. Not that he's going to offer that as a possibility. ]
filtered to @MarbleHornets;
obvs I can't call like I said I would
you doing ok or
'Okay' is now so far away that it is a mere pinprick in the distance. There is no okay to be found anywhere in his vicinity. Tim would spend some time fondly trying to remember the long-forgotten concept of okayness if he were at all capable of doing anything but freaking the fuck out.
He turns on the video function of his tablet, shakily recording the shelf he was recently lying on, and anyone watching might make out a few hoarse breathy noises. There's a dramatic lurch in the feed as Tim almost drops the tablet, and the video cuts out.
It's followed up soon afterwards with a text message. ]
well ok then. I'm alive but I can't talk
so that's new
there've been guys who came back from the dead blind/deaf too, right? so maybe whatever brought us here is taking parts of us. the snow preserves us after we die so the parts they/it wants stay fresh
I mean there's no wound or w/e but. I'm also not dead, so.
it could have taken my vocal cords and also one of my kidneys or something and nobody would know.
this is so messed up
if they'd just tell us what they want I'd donate my entire god damn FACE if they'd just stop it
and I'm pretty sure I can see the west snow wall from here. which is nuts because I know for a fact that I was DAYS away from it on foot when I died
so
how are they moving the bodies
[ It's more evidence that it's the tall thing that's doing all this, as far as he's concerned. Not that he's going to offer that as a possibility. ]
filtered to @MarbleHornets;
obvs I can't call like I said I would
you doing ok or