the0nlys4shajam3s

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

yeah. her body was found in the tunnels under the institute. three bullet wounds in her chest, i think? bit...hard to remember.

… oh. Hm.

I- hello there?

I’m.. the Obituary Writer. I’m looking for information on Ms. Robinson’s death..?..

- O.W. ( @obituary-writer )

ooc, just here for some interaction, idk got bored. hopefully i didn’t just send an inactive blog something

hello there?

I don't think you'll find much from me, I'm not exactly the one who found her body.

then again, the one who found her body is missing-

ask away, then

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

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as in?

… oh. Hm.

I- hello there?

I’m.. the Obituary Writer. I’m looking for information on Ms. Robinson’s death..?..

- O.W. ( @obituary-writer )

ooc, just here for some interaction, idk got bored. hopefully i didn’t just send an inactive blog something

hello there?

I don't think you'll find much from me, I'm not exactly the one who found her body.

then again, the one who found her body is missing-

ask away, then

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

"I'm sorry."

[The tape clicks off.]

[A tape clicks on.]

"For fuck's sake, what happened to the connection?!"

"I don't know! You're the one who usually knows this stuff!"

"Not all the time! Besides- it's on! It's on!"

"Oh-!" [Sounds like...shuffling, almost.]

"Tim? Hey, it's me. It's- it's Sasha. God, I hope you can hear this."

"It's about Martin. I'm sorry."

@the0nlys4shajam3s

[Tim perks up from his women’s health magazine.]

[It’s been…a while since he’s heard that voice. That voice that doesn’t stick out from his memories.]

[Although it’s been a long while either way, as he just then came back to the institute. After growing more weaker and sicker by the day, even ruining his…date…with Jon, it was decided by his senses that he needed to come back.]

[So all he does is stay in archival staff room. Accompanied only by the cold fog that appears when he’s alone.]

[And now, a leftover tape from probably Jon or Martin or whoever else, is talking to him with this “Sasha” voice. Daring to mention Martin’s name.]

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

"But please. Just- just don't hurt yourself over it, okay? If anything happens that kills you or- or hurts you, don't do it. I don't want that. Martin wouldn't want that."

[A tape clicks on.]

"For fuck's sake, what happened to the connection?!"

"I don't know! You're the one who usually knows this stuff!"

"Not all the time! Besides- it's on! It's on!"

"Oh-!" [Sounds like...shuffling, almost.]

"Tim? Hey, it's me. It's- it's Sasha. God, I hope you can hear this."

"It's about Martin. I'm sorry."

@the0nlys4shajam3s

[Tim perks up from his women’s health magazine.]

[It’s been…a while since he’s heard that voice. That voice that doesn’t stick out from his memories.]

[Although it’s been a long while either way, as he just then came back to the institute. After growing more weaker and sicker by the day, even ruining his…date…with Jon, it was decided by his senses that he needed to come back.]

[So all he does is stay in archival staff room. Accompanied only by the cold fog that appears when he’s alone.]

[And now, a leftover tape from probably Jon or Martin or whoever else, is talking to him with this “Sasha” voice. Daring to mention Martin’s name.]

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

"I'm sorry we have to ask you of this. I really am."

[A tape clicks on.]

"For fuck's sake, what happened to the connection?!"

"I don't know! You're the one who usually knows this stuff!"

"Not all the time! Besides- it's on! It's on!"

"Oh-!" [Sounds like...shuffling, almost.]

"Tim? Hey, it's me. It's- it's Sasha. God, I hope you can hear this."

"It's about Martin. I'm sorry."

@the0nlys4shajam3s

[Tim perks up from his women’s health magazine.]

[It’s been…a while since he’s heard that voice. That voice that doesn’t stick out from his memories.]

[Although it’s been a long while either way, as he just then came back to the institute. After growing more weaker and sicker by the day, even ruining his…date…with Jon, it was decided by his senses that he needed to come back.]

[So all he does is stay in archival staff room. Accompanied only by the cold fog that appears when he’s alone.]

[And now, a leftover tape from probably Jon or Martin or whoever else, is talking to him with this “Sasha” voice. Daring to mention Martin’s name.]

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

"I...we don't know where he is. We really don't. His- his fucking flat is covered in cobwebs- I can't even tell if they're from aer or-"

[A shivering, rattling sound.]

"We've looked everywhere we can, and- ae's not anywhere we can see."

[A tape clicks on.]

"For fuck's sake, what happened to the connection?!"

"I don't know! You're the one who usually knows this stuff!"

"Not all the time! Besides- it's on! It's on!"

"Oh-!" [Sounds like...shuffling, almost.]

"Tim? Hey, it's me. It's- it's Sasha. God, I hope you can hear this."

"It's about Martin. I'm sorry."

@the0nlys4shajam3s

[Tim perks up from his women’s health magazine.]

[It’s been…a while since he’s heard that voice. That voice that doesn’t stick out from his memories.]

[Although it’s been a long while either way, as he just then came back to the institute. After growing more weaker and sicker by the day, even ruining his…date…with Jon, it was decided by his senses that he needed to come back.]

[So all he does is stay in archival staff room. Accompanied only by the cold fog that appears when he’s alone.]

[And now, a leftover tape from probably Jon or Martin or whoever else, is talking to him with this “Sasha” voice. Daring to mention Martin’s name.]

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

… oh. Hm.

I- hello there?

I’m.. the Obituary Writer. I’m looking for information on Ms. Robinson’s death..?..

- O.W. ( @obituary-writer )

ooc, just here for some interaction, idk got bored. hopefully i didn’t just send an inactive blog something

hello there?

I don't think you'll find much from me, I'm not exactly the one who found her body.

then again, the one who found her body is missing-

ask away, then

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

guess so.

god, where the hell is he?

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

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fine. I'll ask, but if he says no, then there's nothing I can do about it.

and if he gets into danger I swear to god I will kill you again

god, where the hell is he?

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

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so you don't want Rosie to get involved because "she's been through enough", but you want Tim to get involved instead?

god, where the hell is he?

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

you're the one who-!

whatever.

back to the matter at hand, how do we search if we don't have Rosie search for us?

god, where the hell is he?

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

by making shit jokes?

god, where the hell is he?

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

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Elias what the fuck

god, where the hell is he?

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

what "shit" are you talking about, exactly?

god, where the hell is he?

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

we could maybe get Rosie to look for us?

god, where the hell is he?

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

I.

sure.

but ae wouldn't just fly off to Scotland like that. not without making aerself a hypocrite.

god, where the hell is he?

[the0nlys4shajam3s]

if he was, then he'd take a paid leave. I know you think a little less of him, but he's not stupid enough to just leave without reason.

god, where the hell is he?