#antag.ask

[your-new-replacement]

“Hello…?”

>[A gentle and familiar voice came from outside the elevator]

“Please let me in… Don’t be alarmed…”

>[The voice added on. His voice was shaken and almost quiet. Whoever it was on the other side was obviously desperate to get out and there didn’t seem to be any other voices but his.]

@thedoppels [Formally known as antag-elehitch.]

"..."

>[Antag sits up when he hears the familiar voice. He looks at himself, and in a brief panic, pulls his sleeves down and closes his blazer. Hesitantly, he approaches the elevator door]

"...u-uh... Colleague? Is... is it you?"

"y-you can come in... i-i'd love to see you."

[your-new-replacement]

"No! It's okay, I mean, you and your three braincells clearly put a lot of thought into it!"

>[He doesn't like it.]

>"That thing kinda looks like Rowan, he bites my cheeks too."

>" @your-new-replacement they're like you, doppie!"

[your-new-replacement]

Brother…You can’t use the gun.

you gotta refill it :D Yeah, I ain’t stopping you.

"You better not!"

[your-new-replacement]

why do you want to eat your boyfriend vro

"Isn't that a normal way to think about your partner?"

"Heh, I thought it was!"

[your-new-replacement]

[He laughs, amused.]

>"What? That's what you're worried about?"

[He shifts closer, caressing his hair, ruffling it slightly.]

>"That's what happens when you're confident around others, people are just naturally attracted to that sort of thing.. Doesn't mean i don't like this whole thing."

>"Seriously, you worry too much. If i wasn't enjoying myself, i would've left the second i went out to smoke."

"Oh? Heh... yeah, I kind of expected you to leave at that point..."

>[He sits up a little and sighs, trying to ease the tension in his shoulders and chest.]

"I don't usually do this sort of thing. Guess I'm worrying too much. Being all in my head or whatever."

"Though I gotta say, your confidence doesn't always give off the right vibes you're going for buddy. Maybe all these hoes you're getting are masochists, but most people I know don't want an arrogant prick, heh heh."

[your-new-replacement]

>"Oh no I don't sleep very much. I'm used to staying up. But go ahead, rest. I have no reason to kill you. Trust me, hehe."

>[He doesn't seem very trustworthy, but Colleague is very tired]

>"..." >"..." >"...how in the fuck..." >{You are face-to-face with Antagonist... but... you are Antagonist...]

>[He pulls out a pair of dull scissors]

-[✂⚠]

“What the fuck???”

>[Seeing how the other Antag equipped his scissor, Antag drew his scissors out as well. The scissors shined dimly from Elevator light above.]

[your-new-replacement]

[Coworker chuckles, glad to have surprised Antag despite his antics.]

>"Ah, well.. I usually have a very hard time reading people's intentions, so i genuinely thought you got weirdly flirty."

[He eats a slice of pie, covering his mouth as he points at Antag with a fork.]

>"This is on you too, though! You could've said no anytime, and yet here we are! We're like, completely out of place as salarymen in this place."

"Ohhh. Yeah no, I wasn't being serious, moron!"

>[He scoffs, but he's smiling and laughing]

"How am I supposed to say no to you?"

"I mean- it's free food and stuff... getting out and all that."

[your-new-replacement]

PSST

YOU SHOULD GO TALK TO @rockst8rs (sorry or the tag i js wanna cause chaos :3)

HES REALLY COOL TRUST!!!!

"Oh? Yeah, maybe I should!"

"I need to socialize more!"

[your-new-replacement]

[He takes the doppleganger by surprise, hugging him from the back with a chuckle.]

>"How's the new house? Are you getting used to it?"

"AH-!!"

>[He yelps loudly, not expecting Coworker to be in the otherwise completely silent room. It's mostly empty here too, almost completely unchanged from how Coworker had had this guest room set up before, aside from Antag's bag still set on the bedside table.]

>[Even the covers on the bed haven't been moved, other than the creasing from Antag sleeping... on top of them.]

"Oh! It's uh.. cozy here."

[your-new-replacement]

”U-um…hey…there..”

@colleagues-eight-rambles

>"Colleague! What's up, my good friend?" >[He's quite cheery, but his fingers trace the scissors in his pocket]

[your-new-replacement]

(@employee1618152017)

"..."

"...?"

"What's with that look?"

[your-new-replacement]

rowan i'm not asking, you will pounded into a fine dust

a fibrous powder

put you in a very pretty vase bryce can put around the house for decoration

>[YOU'VE POWDERIZED HIM!!!]

[your-new-replacement]

>"Rooooo, stop being so mean to Jas, he's my baby brother!"

[He doesn't seem to realize Jasper and Casper are two different people.]

"I'm not being mean to Jasper! I'm being mean to Casper."

[your-new-replacement]

hey now that im thinking about it, why didn't the trans beam work? Is there anything you want to share with the class?

"...No."

"No not really.."

[your-new-replacement]

>"My beautiful princess with a disorder"

[He kisses your cheek]

"Call me your princess again and you're dead meat!"

>[He kisses Coworker back]

[your-new-replacement]

TIME SKIP:

>[It wasn’t completely clear how many days, weeks, or even months had passed, but Colleague and Antag found themselves bored with nothing to do in this elevator. Sure, the other floors provided some entertainment but it was the same thing over and over again. Every nook and cranny of each room had been checked and now there was nothing left for them to do.]

>[Colleague sat in the corner on the mattress, scratching and pulling on a few hairs on the back of his head in silent stress.]

@thedoppels

>[Old habits had begun to arise in Antag. Along with the new ones he'd gotten during his isolation. He hates this. Picking at the skin on his arms, scabbed and scarred. He tried not to. He was really trying. He didn't want to worry colleague. But... he's convincing himself, that they're going back, back to how they were however long ago.]

>[Where are those scissors? Probably hidden away, or on colleague. He wants them. But he also wants colleague]

>[Maybe he should just... talk to him. Yeah.]

"..."

>[Too bad his voice at the moment seems to be buried in his throat, so he can only stare at the moment]