records-intern

[records-intern]

*staring dead ahead, they barely acknowledge Laz. This isn't Alex, but it is Alex- And they have things to be said.*

"I used to go therapy, y'know? They sent me to 'bad kid counseling'- 'course, this was before the Foundation. And I was tired, so tired. Tired of not getting anywhere and not hitting rock-bottom. Tired of staying afloat when I was still drowning. So I tried what I thought my best attempt at a cry for help would be. My shrink didn't think so. They thought I was 'a threat'. That I needed to be locked. up."

*They begin their story as if they're telling a joke, but the disdain is clear in their voice when talking about their "shrink" and their tone grows bitter.*

*the door flies open, to reveal Alex. They look a mess, hair disheveled, their eyes red and face blank. *

Hi Laz.

*Their tone is empty, and communicates nothing same as their body language, closed off.*

@records-intern

*At the sudden swing of the door Laz moves from sprawled out across the floor too balling herself up, clutching her knees to her chest. She definitely looks disheveled to say the least: mascara smudged across her face, hair unruly, the place a mess. When she notices it's Alex she turns away.*

"You shouldn't be here."

[records-intern]

*Alex doesn't say anything. They move towards the visitation table, dragging up a chair and sitting down.*

"Let's talk."

*Their head is tilted and they look at Laz, curled up against the floor, Laz, their best friend, Laz who set the psychology department on fire and was willing to burn with it just to make a point.*

*Taking a deep breath, they look away, straight ahead and put on a smile.*

"It's such a lovely day to talk, don't you think?"

*the door flies open, to reveal Alex. They look a mess, hair disheveled, their eyes red and face blank. *

Hi Laz.

*Their tone is empty, and communicates nothing same as their body language, closed off.*

@records-intern

*At the sudden swing of the door Laz moves from sprawled out across the floor too balling herself up, clutching her knees to her chest. She definitely looks disheveled to say the least: mascara smudged across her face, hair unruly, the place a mess. When she notices it's Alex she turns away.*

"You shouldn't be here."

[records-intern]

"of course not, i'm clean! i wouldn't. i know the consequences."

*They're not really registering you. Their response is broken, dis-jointed.

They leave. *

*there is noise down the hallway, someone having a mental breakdown probably.*

*rounding the corner you see Alex, an absolute mess, moving in jerky motions, clutching their head and banging into walls as they cry, cry their eyes (and heart) out*

@records-intern

She peered her head into the hallway. Seeing Alex, she frowned. Could she… do anything about that? Being a psychologist, she probably should. Hm. She stepped out, into the hallway, but she kept a good distance. Just in case. “Hello? Are you…” stupid question. Clearly not. “Do you want to talk about it?”

[records-intern]

"No. I'm leaving! i'm- I'm going to leave, and you're not going to stop me."

*Vacant words in a cheery tone. something is wrong, something is going to give, and Alex doesn't want you to be there when it does.*

*there is noise down the hallway, someone having a mental breakdown probably.*

*rounding the corner you see Alex, an absolute mess, moving in jerky motions, clutching their head and banging into walls as they cry, cry their eyes (and heart) out*

@records-intern

She peered her head into the hallway. Seeing Alex, she frowned. Could she… do anything about that? Being a psychologist, she probably should. Hm. She stepped out, into the hallway, but she kept a good distance. Just in case. “Hello? Are you…” stupid question. Clearly not. “Do you want to talk about it?”

[records-intern]

*alex seems to be stuck in their own head, not really listening to what youre saying before they suddenly "snap back". its scary, how sudden the change is- their posture is corrected, they stop crying, wiping a hand over their face and there's no trace of the prior emotional breakdown*

"im, very sorry to have bothered you with this. thank you so much for your time, I'll be leaving now though. see you around."

*they say this with such. detachment. theres nothing behind those words except practiced motions and a way to get out*

*there is noise down the hallway, someone having a mental breakdown probably.*

*rounding the corner you see Alex, an absolute mess, moving in jerky motions, clutching their head and banging into walls as they cry, cry their eyes (and heart) out*

@records-intern

She peered her head into the hallway. Seeing Alex, she frowned. Could she… do anything about that? Being a psychologist, she probably should. Hm. She stepped out, into the hallway, but she kept a good distance. Just in case. “Hello? Are you…” stupid question. Clearly not. “Do you want to talk about it?”

[records-intern]

you must not care about her anymore...

i dont have to listen to you i dont have to listen to you!!! shut up!!

*their voice is shrill, hands scratching at their scalp and face in desperation before storming off again*

[records-intern]

no! i promised i wwouldnet let them ttake her!!

*there is noise down the hallway, someone having a mental breakdown probably.*

*rounding the corner you see Alex, an absolute mess, moving in jerky motions, clutching their head and banging into walls as they cry, cry their eyes (and heart) out*

@records-intern

She peered her head into the hallway. Seeing Alex, she frowned. Could she… do anything about that? Being a psychologist, she probably should. Hm. She stepped out, into the hallway, but she kept a good distance. Just in case. “Hello? Are you…” stupid question. Clearly not. “Do you want to talk about it?”

[records-intern]

*Alex starts crying even more at that- they didn't want Laz to be stuck, they knew how horrible it was to be stuck and aware that they were stuck*

nnonononoooo nono!

*they hit their hand against their head, their legs shaking and tears streaming down their face*

*there is noise down the hallway, someone having a mental breakdown probably.*

*rounding the corner you see Alex, an absolute mess, moving in jerky motions, clutching their head and banging into walls as they cry, cry their eyes (and heart) out*

@records-intern

She peered her head into the hallway. Seeing Alex, she frowned. Could she… do anything about that? Being a psychologist, she probably should. Hm. She stepped out, into the hallway, but she kept a good distance. Just in case. “Hello? Are you…” stupid question. Clearly not. “Do you want to talk about it?”

[records-intern]

c-cabt stob cryignk- i b-broke doawn a ffew days ago. whn Laz cnta-ained. voices- thou ghts in mmy head saysing mean thngs

*there is noise down the hallway, someone having a mental breakdown probably.*

*rounding the corner you see Alex, an absolute mess, moving in jerky motions, clutching their head and banging into walls as they cry, cry their eyes (and heart) out*

@records-intern

She peered her head into the hallway. Seeing Alex, she frowned. Could she… do anything about that? Being a psychologist, she probably should. Hm. She stepped out, into the hallway, but she kept a good distance. Just in case. “Hello? Are you…” stupid question. Clearly not. “Do you want to talk about it?”

[records-intern]

*Alex is still holding onto a clump of their hair but stopped covering their face as much. their breathing is heavy, interrupted by a stray sob*

thsnkymuo

*there is noise down the hallway, someone having a mental breakdown probably.*

*rounding the corner you see Alex, an absolute mess, moving in jerky motions, clutching their head and banging into walls as they cry, cry their eyes (and heart) out*

@records-intern

She peered her head into the hallway. Seeing Alex, she frowned. Could she… do anything about that? Being a psychologist, she probably should. Hm. She stepped out, into the hallway, but she kept a good distance. Just in case. “Hello? Are you…” stupid question. Clearly not. “Do you want to talk about it?”

[records-intern]

"mhghm"

*they grumble out something close enough to an answer, shying away from her touch but heading towards where they heard her voice*

*there is noise down the hallway, someone having a mental breakdown probably.*

*rounding the corner you see Alex, an absolute mess, moving in jerky motions, clutching their head and banging into walls as they cry, cry their eyes (and heart) out*

@records-intern

She peered her head into the hallway. Seeing Alex, she frowned. Could she… do anything about that? Being a psychologist, she probably should. Hm. She stepped out, into the hallway, but she kept a good distance. Just in case. “Hello? Are you…” stupid question. Clearly not. “Do you want to talk about it?”

[records-intern]

uhh yeah he's pretty chill with being here, apparently he's had experience with the foundation before, despite "Crestfall" not being a group of interest

*There is screaming coming from somewhere, which somehow ends with a random man in a suit appearing at where the ceiling starts and falling on his ass. The man blinks at the intern (which he does not know), silent as he processes what happened.*

“.. excuse me! Where would… this be?”

( @obituary-writer-site107 )

// >:) //

what. what the fuck?!?!? this is site-107, who the hell are you?!?

*Alex squints at the man in bewilderment, clearly confused and their shoulders are hunched defensively*

a-and where did you get that suit- are you another dimension hopper?!?

[records-intern]

*they are making a visible effort to talk properly to you, even if its through gritted teeth*

"its. they, wont shut up! the stupid- shit fucking voices!"

*they manage to choke that out through sobs and grumbles, clearly not stable*

*there is noise down the hallway, someone having a mental breakdown probably.*

*rounding the corner you see Alex, an absolute mess, moving in jerky motions, clutching their head and banging into walls as they cry, cry their eyes (and heart) out*

@records-intern

She peered her head into the hallway. Seeing Alex, she frowned. Could she… do anything about that? Being a psychologist, she probably should. Hm. She stepped out, into the hallway, but she kept a good distance. Just in case. “Hello? Are you…” stupid question. Clearly not. “Do you want to talk about it?”

[records-intern]

*Ok Alex no go kaboom but they find a cupcake at their desk and the cupcake is yumby and safe to eat*

*alex eats the cupcake as they cry. strangely as they eat they feel warm, like someone is superimposing happiness on them. hugs and comfort cupcake ig*

*alex is still crying tho, it just gets a little bit better for a little bit*

[records-intern]

💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

*Alex go kaboom*

ooc: oouuuhg nooouh.... alex go kaboom....! /silly

[records-intern]

*through tears*

ohh..waowh...hhh *snf* thas amzinggh *hic*

"FUCK"

*you hear a loud bang down the hallway, investigating leads you to records intern Alex! Having a breakdown, stomping around and sobbing and banging into walls on purpose. Head in their hands and muttering to themself with the occasional incoherent exclamation*

@records-intern

*Teacup the Captor follows behind Alex for just a moment, before sneaking away and running back to xir desk. It grabs something, and runs back to Alex. Saying nothing, he tries to throw something at Alex's head- Hastur the squismallow. A really soft black and cyan bat plushie*

[records-intern]

*The walkie blips as Alex raises it to their mouth,(( @stressedklein ))*

sooo guess who found another person that got sucked into this underground prison that we call site-107!!

*Alex's tone is an awful forced kind of cheery, the sarcastic kind one uses when making a joke, but alex isnt joking. they usually joke, but except for when they don't, and this is one of those instances in which they don't*

*There is screaming coming from somewhere, which somehow ends with a random man in a suit appearing at where the ceiling starts and falling on his ass. The man blinks at the intern (which he does not know), silent as he processes what happened.*

“.. excuse me! Where would… this be?”

( @obituary-writer-site107 )

// >:) //

what. what the fuck?!?!? this is site-107, who the hell are you?!?

*Alex squints at the man in bewilderment, clearly confused and their shoulders are hunched defensively*

a-and where did you get that suit- are you another dimension hopper?!?