#elevator hitch au

[aziidaa]

[ opposites au ]

top ten ways to make ur superior pay attention to ur 56 different business pitches [opposites au]

[dear-cuckoo-c0worker]

Dude, cat likes someone else.

*shows you their interactions*

<[he's staring wide eyed at them... His clock is ticking faster, rapidly even. It's smoking and the birdy along with some springs and gears pop out. He's struggling to breath... He coughing and trying to find the key to his heart. The entire circular pops out and his bird stays still.]

"n-no.."

<[he falls to the ground, he's crying and on the verge of death. Who's gonna help him now..?]

"I hate this stupid heart... Love is awful..."

[fearful-protag]

>[The elevator doors open. There’s faint coughing coming from the elevator, and a horrid, putrid smell that seems to be seeping out now.]

>[Inside, there’s a blonde, disheveled man, with blood staining his clothes and hands. There seems to be a small pile of red petals in the corner of the elevator.]

-@flowers-bleed-from-the-heart

> [ Protag looks at the doors, the light in his eyes quickly being put out when he saw the dishevelled man, now worried. ] "oh- hi?- uhm... are you okay..?"

> [ He asked, the sound of static starting to fill both men's ears. ]

[disappearenceofsomeone]

@wordsofthespirits god these guys are so gay the elevator is practically transparent

[paranormal-hitch]

"Damnit, Flan's lost, and now we're in a different universe! Can this day get any worse?!"

→ [A red and white miko grumbled as she turned back to her group.]

"Uh... Guys... I can't contact Eua, Hanyū, Yukari, or mini Yukari."

→ [A black haired man said nervously.]

"Oh! That's just great, now we have no one to contact! What's next, is a person gonna suddenly appear and want to fight?"

@the-elites

(This can be for Protag, Coworker, or Colleague :>)

>[A strange man exited from a nearby mirror, lingering close to it as if not to stray far.]

"...!"

>[He noticed the group and hid behind the mirror, afraid. Looks like he wasn't one for conflict.]

[doppelcoworker]

((ooc: hghgghhhh got bored and drew this for the triplets frrr))

((ooc: my classmates have good fashion sense hehe,,,,))

(( far right: @c0worker-bryce , middle: @greatestcoworker ))

[protagonists-catastrophe]

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[fake-minecraft]

my son who is good at dancing

[polaroid-angel]

> "My, what a sorry sap you have become."

He's back at it again, exploring histories as they are not meant to be. His presence is often-so, sinister. Looking the man up an down, Rexer let out a small, but mocking chuckle. He looked ridiculous.

> "If I am not mistaken, you must be... Valefar, correct? Is that the foolish name this realm has bestowed upon you? I must say, you are much different from many other despicable look-alikes such as yourself..." (@protagonists-catastrophe)

"Nay, I bestowed that name upon myself."

How interesting.

This man looks seriously sinister.

He made sure to play it safe with this man. Anyone who resembled Porter was usually very... shy. But this one had a more oppressive aura to him.

No, he would dare to compare him to the Director.

"Though it be suspicious that thou knowest mine name. Who art thou?"

He asked, fiddling with the crystal hanging delicately from his neck.

[ghosts-in-season]

i'm pretty, i'm lucky, i'm paid (1/3)

(jasper belongs to @doppelcoworker !! yes i'll get around to drawing all the triplets dw dw you'll see my plan. alt under the cut! )

[wordsofthespirits]

❌️ tape unlocked: Chase

🪽: "The program. No one knows what it is except for that weird monochrome guy.

Chase screwed it up. It's bad enough that [__] had interventions, but-"

🍸: "..."

🪽: "Sorry, I didn't mean to vent. It's just so pitiful, watching the newbie wait for him."

🍸: "I gotta go, mate. Thanks for talking to me."

🪽: ".... No problem."

...

Chase had to start over.

🪶: "Oh, my lord, what's wrong? We're in the same boat now, aren't we?"

🎵: ".......You shouldnt have worried me so much."

🪶: "Fufu... of course. Sorry to worry you, my lord~"

🎵: "The fu- Why are you hugging me-???"

🪶: "Oh, my lord, what's wrong? I thought you liked being hugged after a life-threatening experience."

🎵: "You being out of my life for 2 months is not a life-threatening experience."

> [ Chase lets him go. ]

🎵: "Just try not to cause too many problems, understand?"

🪶: "Yes my lord."

[aziidaa]

cotag spy au anybody

[reversal-hitch]

Reversal doppel doodles

[workingprotagonist]

>[The sound of your coworker's phone ringing calls your attention. It just keeps ringing, and doesn't seem to be picked up. Maybe you should check in on him!]

>[ @classified-coworker]

>[Protag notices the obnoxious ringing of a phone emitting from his coworkers office. Huh, strange. He’d expect that maybe he’d pick up the phone by now. Protag decided that maybe it’d be best to see what he was up to and so with that he walks over to the door, knocking a few time.]

“Hey? Are you in there?”

>[Protag tried to communicate with him on the other side, but he was starting to get a little nervous.]

[infinite-protagonist]

> "Elliottttt~"

A faint noise rings into the other's ears. Someone's voice. When the other starts to wake from his slumber, the first thing to note is the pink scales littering his arms.

They are outside, somewhere old. The medieval Era. Passersby don't acknowledge the two as they converse in public. The voice that was calling to them was none other than Rexer.

> "Here. Have a look at what I've done."

With a snap of his fingers, a mirror rises from the ground, right in front of Elliott to reveal himself.

> "Welcome to your new home. A home where YOU are its monarch. Everyone is waiting for you."

“Mng... Wh-”

“!”

>[Utter shock coursed through his veins, the scales unnatural and cold. The reflection that stared back at him portrayed a figure of red and—oddly—elegance. The cloak that draped around his shoulders was soft and provided a comfort that his new form lacked.]

>[He could barely even process the environment around him, let alone his new appearance. The sickly red that tainted his body only reminded him of the invasion of his mind that had caused the interruption this mirror of himself set in his path.]

“Wh... What did you do? Why did- where are we?”

>[Questions swam in his mind, too fast for him to voice them all at the present moment.]

[@protagonists-catastrophe]

[paranormal-hitch]

>[A man is thrown into the mirror room by unseen hands, crashing onto the floor with a thud, dropping his weapon, a pocket knife]

"Ough.. fuck.."

>[He gets up, eyes darting around, before becoming aware of how seemingly mundane this room is, sighing with relief.]

>[ @your-new-replacement]

>[A familiar looking figure could be seen within one of the mirrors, staring directly towards the man with curiosity and possibly sinister intent.]

"Well, you look familiar."