The Host walks over and asks the Jims if they've seen his bandages
*Finally having gotten of the road for a bit, surprised blinks are shared within the group.*
"Can't say we have, sorry. When did you last have them?"
*the kitten noticed the no reply and sneezed, dropping them to the floor* meow *he jumped off his head and sat next to him* mew mew mew?
°He jumps at the sudden return to Earth, heart in his throat for a moment. There are a few more breaths and then he looks at the kitten°
°Warn someone next time, /please/. He looks back at the screen, a frown creasing his face. He's probably just driving, right? It's illegal and unsafe to text while driving, and he had to drive to get stuff for you, so he's probably just driving? He's fine, he's... probably fine. I'll text him again in a minute..°
*They start chanting an ancient language.*
°Oho no, he's seen enough horror movies and sat through RJ's teenage occult phase to know that magical ominous entities never use chants for anything good. He abandons one of his last reservations by attempting to bite one of the wisps, hopefully that does something-!°
"Ok, but are you ok?"
A shout comes from another part of the void. "̶H̶e̶y̶ ̶C̶J̶?̶ ̶M̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶ ̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶c̶a̶m̶e̶r̶a̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶s̶e̶e̶ ̶i̶f̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶f̶i̶n̶d̶ ̶m̶y̶s̶e̶l̶f̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶G̶o̶o̶g̶l̶e̶!̶"̶ - @anon-host
°Oh that's probably a good idea. He takes back his camera, glad to have it back, and begins to fiddle with the settings. He internally debates night vision vs flashlight, but he's reminded that apparently you pass out in the darkness, so flashlight it is. He checks the battery and winces, he saves up for quality cameras for a reason, but nothing has an immortal battery. He asks how bright Google could have his logo- maybe that could help?°
"He's working on it Host- but he's wondering if Google can make his logo any brighter? Maybe that might help in finding everyone?"
@anon-google
PLEASE REBLOG if you (male or female) believe it is perfectly okay and natural for a guy of any age to cry
*at the mention of food, the kitten wiggled into the room* meow meow meow meow! meow meow meow meow! *he seems happy about food... and how did the cat get in?* meow! :3
"Oh no you're baby- don't worry yeah we got lots! I'm gonna go into the kitchen, Jim could you get the door real quick?"
*he makes a friendly "c'mon" gesture and starts slowly walking diagonally to the kitchen. Still moving but able to see both his brother and the kitten*
°...They've figured out doornobs, Jim. It's too late, the feline uprising is upon us. He goes to close the door anyway, smiling a little when he hears RJ snort behind him. He locks it, all the way. He could have sworn RJ had done the same- but maybe the night was getting to them both.°
∆Absolutely∆
Hey, how are you two doing? -Neb
"I think all things considered we're ok?"
°a small nod°
"We're alive and going still despite the chaos growing in these last few, so that's us. Going to make one heck of a story once it's all said and done I can say that!"
°No kidding, seems like we have stumbled into something far bigger than we thought...°
"Yeah... still rolling, Jim?"
°...Always, Jim°
*The wisp slaps him, causing the doll to stop chanting and start laughing.*
°CJ winces at the sting. He's had worse, but it still hurts. He fixes the doll with a burning glare, ashbowl. Anger felt a little better than panic, if he was honest.°
°CJ has been looking into a telescope on and off for around a half an hour now. There's the sounds of popping coming from the kitchen, and he's changed out of his work polo and into a comfy looking sweater. It's movie night, and Jim had run to the store for some chicken for tonight, but CJ plans to show him something before they start.°
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*
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