*A Straw Doll That Couldn't Be More Than 2ft Tall Flouted Up To The Jim Twin.* 🅗🅔🅛🅛🅞,

Newwwwwww pride flags!!!!!!!! Happy to do more flags!

Oh god- not you too- this is a really really bad thing... CJ, you gotta get out of there! RJ was in a really bad car crash and he’s gone unconscious! -Neb

°CJ goes ridged. From how tense and still he was, you'd think that maybe you were looking at a very accurate statue of him. Then-°

°Are you sure?°

°The question was... well, you were a reliable source, but he had to make sure, he had to be certain, he /had/ to be sure. He was going to go anyway, but he had to be sure. His gaze was an intense feeling to be under.°

I don‘t get it

*inhale*

AAAAAAAAAA

Hey! i’m green and for now I’m subbing for Jackieboyman. Just incase take these! *Hands over noise canceling headphones* just incase. I’m going to hang around but if you need me don’t hesitate to call!

"Oh! Thank you Green, these are great."

°Its like 3rd grade again huh?°

"There were giant snakes and hypnotism in 3rd grade?"

°..You know what I meant. We appreciate it Green, though hopefully we can get through this without endangering you. Jim will yell if we need you though. Which might be soon, who knows.°

CJ, I can’t read it that well, but the closest I can get is Ashworth and Ridge. I’m sorry I couldn’t make out more- Do those sound familiar to you? -Neb

°...Yeah, it does I think, I'll get there soon. Yell if anything changes, please? I can't thank you enough Neb.°

Oh. Well... that didn’t work. Now would probably be a good idea to book it- Neb

*they're already on it, sprinting through the gloom with the camera light their only shield*

Of course, we can’t leave them behind. I’m unsure of how to free them from the cobras spell, but maybe a system reboot would work on Google. I’m not sure about the Host unfortunately. Maybe use the ‘Ok Google’ command to reboot Google. One at a time, we’ll try and figure out how to save them.

"Ok, that might work- hope Google doesn't hate us too much for it."

°My first thought for the Host was "cognitive recalibration" but this isn't the Marvel universe and I'm not Black Widow°

"And he bleeds enough as is, whacking him on the head is a last resort at best, we don't want to hurt them. Let's just hope this works."

*the kitten looks out the window with him. he sees the cities below with lights and snow* mew *they purr*

*it takes a second, but they pet the kitten for the first time. Soft.*

¶..Decent view today, huh?...¶

*the kitten wiggled out of his shirt and sits on his head. he feels tall* mew

¶..You are ridiculous. I am going to have to fix my hair now, you know.¶

*there is not really any bite to the words, exasperation muffling the fondness that was slowly showing up. Could not help that he liked cats, just where did this one come from..*