[network] @featherydouche; night 160; deep snow and hella death [open]

[mrcreamsicles]

[It's near midnight when this post appears on the network. There are no words—it's not even video—but instead, a series of pictures. They've been drawn in pen on a drawing pad, laid on a floor and photographed by tablet camera. The lighting is not the best, considering the hour, but surely that is half the charm.]




















[After that godawful narrative, there are a set of linked files: pictures of all the bodies from the police station morgue. The file names are keysmashed gibberish, and the pictures themselves are distorted, but each displays an identifiable face taken through the observation windows on the body drawers. Tim's stands out, having a second photo that better displays the outside of his drawer, which has a large red X in a circle - Ⓧ - and a mask drawn in charcoal.]

Comments

@itsybitsy; audio

[redrooms]

[A COMPELLING NARRATIVE.]

Davesprite.

[Does Natasha sound relieved? She is absolutely relieved. Those morgue photos are awesome, but first thing's first:]

Are you alright? Do you need someone to come get you?

private;

[mrcreamsicles]

[Dangit Nat. He was going to message her first, but here she is being faster than him. He puts things to private, and sends first this image, then this one.]

private;

[redrooms]

[She's a network stalker! Sue her.]

Is that spider supposed to be me?

@username2, text

[perfero]

[Oh good, he isn't dead.

Not that she's going to be celebrating. Nope. She knows better than to do that.]

Your art is terrible. I assume this means those photos are from a morgue at a police station?

[Lending more credence to the theory that Mami's body is at the hospital.]

private;

[mrcreamsicles]

[Davesprite sends back a picture: his orange, taloned hand flipping her the bird, in the foreground of a few collected objects. Namely, his drawing pad, the pen he used to draw with, and the spool of twine he has. The art being terrible is the point, but he also saw her comments on the obituary announcement.]

private;

[perfero]

[WOW, RUDE. But hey, the weird hand means he isn't lying about being a bird.

There's a very long silence as she decides whether she wants to even reply to that.]

I'm making my way to the hospital. To confirm Tomoe Mami's body is in that morgue.

@zd; text

[swatsflies]

You're at the police station, right?
We're close by.
Need any help, man?

audio;

[mrcreamsicles]

[Hahaha how the hell is he supposed to answer this. He can't type words—he's tried—and attempts to mumble to himself while investigating the police station gave him no better luck. So instead of useful communication, or even another doodle, he sends an audio clip of him cawing. It sounds like a crow.]

[Did you not see the crow in the art above, dude? His terrible shitpost was as clear as it could be.]

text;

[swatsflies]

[ Oh! He's the bird.
A bird that has Mochi's attention. The cat is looking around for where the heck the sound came from. ]

Mochi says hi.
Need any help busting out?

@totheark; text; private

[0thingsonmymind]

heis
jade's
fri end

ifhe needs
help
youcan ?

ican re pay

@zd; text; private

[swatsflies]

Yeah. I'll help him.
We're at the green house.
It's pretty close.

@totheark; text

[0thingsonmymind]

*Jade's friend is back! Thank god, he had no idea how to deal with that sort of sad. After making sure she's aware of this he replies to the post.*

isb i r d
you
?


itis
good
youare
back

*He guesses. Good for Jade, at least.*

zell @zd isdown by
p o l i c e
hecan help

private;

[mrcreamsicles]

[God damnit Brian, stop being concerned. It's weird. Davesprite, ever personable, sends him a clip of him flipping off the tablet—and by extension, Brian as viewer. He doesn't have the patience for this when he can't use words.]

@Ecks | text

[ecks]

you are alive again
did you lose your words?

[mrcreamsicles]

[He sends her a (predictably shitty) doodle of a thumbs up, which has quickly become his shorthand for a yes.]

@estibien; audio

[dravanicide]

[Estinien isn't really sure if taking the time to check the network was actually worth it. Not when this is what he is greeted with. At first, he almost ignores it entirely. The drawings were less than inspiring, and he really didn't care to try to decipher the meaning behind, what he assumes to be, the drawings of a child.

However, the attached pictures of various distorted dead people gets his attention. None he knows personally, but he supposes there's some point to all of this.]

A bit morbid for a child to collect pictures of the dead, do you not agree? Is there some purpose to this macabre undertaking, or do you merely favor sharing images of the deceased?

text;

[mrcreamsicles]

[What is with people? First Clint stubbornly calling him kiddo, now this douchebag. He considers: he could flip him off, could caw obtusely, could draw a confusing answer because how do you explain this pictorally—]

[But he thinks of another idea.]

vcm,n
cdj

[Have some links, dude.]

@guardian; text;

[phaseshifter]

That certainly is a distinctive art style you have there
Do you draw with your talons or your beak? I assume you don't have enough fine manual dexterity in your wings to produce artwork of this caliber :P

More importantly: do you have your bearings? I'm familiar with the area around the police station so I can point you where you need to go if there's anything you need or a place you want to be.

[mrcreamsicles]

[At least she's not insulting it or calling him a child. Does nobody understand that it's terrible on purpose? First off, he sends this picture. Then:]

,nmgc

[And finally this one.]

[heiresy]

[Well, this is definitely made by someone of sound mind and good health. He doesn't really get the cop car, though he understands the bird has been kidnapped?

The dead people photos are definitely a little disturbing- especially since so many of them are kids... There's so many questions, yet only the most base of them slips his lips ]

Are you the bird?

[mrcreamsicles]

[Davesprite replies in audio with the most obvious answer possible: he caws. He is absolutely the bird.]

@1000gentlepoints, text;

[myrmidowned]

...the fuck?
you okay there, buddy?

[Well, clearly not...]

I'm sorry but I had to

[mrcreamsicles]

[Oh hey, this dude. He remembers that username. For him, he draws up something special.]

@makeme; audio

[coyoteking]

Soooo did you actually wake up in a jail cell? Or is that just shorthand for the police station?

And nice drawings, bro.

[Charles can appreciate. He had to play this game with Charlie a while back. Except Charlie was also deaf.]

text;

[mrcreamsicles]

[Davesprite may not be able to type words, but he can still keysmash a link for him.]

cfmjkcx

[He sends one of the morgue drawer pictures, too, to reinforce the point. He died. Visual shorthand is what he has to resort to without the means to communicate more clearly, and also this way was funnier in his view.]