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Mothman

"Ok, but are you ok?"

A shout comes from another part of the void. "̶H̶e̶y̶ ̶C̶J̶?̶ ̶M̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶ ̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶c̶a̶m̶e̶r̶a̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶s̶e̶e̶ ̶i̶f̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶f̶i̶n̶d̶ ̶m̶y̶s̶e̶l̶f̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶G̶o̶o̶g̶l̶e̶!̶"̶ - @anon-host

°Oh that's probably a good idea. He takes back his camera, glad to have it back, and begins to fiddle with the settings. He internally debates night vision vs flashlight, but he's reminded that apparently you pass out in the darkness, so flashlight it is. He checks the battery and winces, he saves up for quality cameras for a reason, but nothing has an immortal battery. He asks how bright Google could have his logo- maybe that could help?°

"He's working on it Host- but he's wondering if Google can make his logo any brighter? Maybe that might help in finding everyone?"

@anon-google

*the kitten noticed the no reply and sneezed, dropping them to the floor* meow *he jumped off his head and sat next to him* mew mew mew?

°He jumps at the sudden return to Earth, heart in his throat for a moment. There are a few more breaths and then he looks at the kitten°

°Warn someone next time, /please/. He looks back at the screen, a frown creasing his face. He's probably just driving, right? It's illegal and unsafe to text while driving, and he had to drive to get stuff for you, so he's probably just driving? He's fine, he's... probably fine. I'll text him again in a minute..°

Jims, hii!! How long ago did you start your jobs? I guess you're in it for a while now

°CJ waves and smiles at you°

"Hi there! And yes, we've been at our current jobs for a while now- I'd say around four years? Feels like both forever and yet like we've only just begun! In a good way though, rarely a dull moment in the world we live in right Jim?"

°a thumbs up and a nod°

*They stare at the camera for a few seconds before slamming the door. The door bursts open again, this time a giant void colored cobra is the one that opened it.* Hҽʅʅσ. -⏳

*in a moment of almost cartoonish twin action, both of them each raised the same eyebrow at the sudden departure. Though the instant both of them registered that there's a /giant snake/ right in front of them-*

"Oh my god, you're talking. The snake can talk how is that possible-!? Can we interview you?? You're a talking snake how in heck-. Wait, are you a snake? A real snake? Like a shady lab experiment??"

°Or have all animals always been able to talk and it's like in Zookeeper-°

"Or are you something more mysterious? Wait, really important first question- are you going to eat us?"

°...A concern I'm also having now, no offense to you Serpent°

“young adult dystopian novels are so unrealistic lmao like they always have some random teenage girl rising up to inspire the world to make change.”

a hero emerges 

Hey, it’s fine! You didn’t drag me into anything! -Neb

°Still, you be safe too, yeah?°

*the collar reads: Marvin* mew mew ((it okay))

¶Nice to meet you Marvin. I should probably find where you're supposed to be..¶

*just so slightly, he stirs. It is not alot, but it is something. He's been busy, in there, huh?*

*the kitten pops from the collar of his shirt* mew:3 *he snuck on. how?*

*the man outright screams, sheds his outerwear in record speed, and is behind his origional chair way faster than seemed logical. Then again, judging by their face and voice, it was kind of obvious logic was going to be a little wonky, even for them. Their voice was a little deeper, maybe a little rougher, but it did sound like..*

¶What, what the fuck?!¶

*Jim.*