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Jay Merrick ([personal profile] burntvideocassette) wrote in [community profile] lifeaftr2020-01-28 10:53 pm

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Who: Jay Merrick and You
What: Jay fell unconscious in Rosswood Park and woke up on a magic island. He's not yet sure if this is a good thing.
When: January 29th, morning
Where: The Storyteller's Temple
Warnings: Language, Jay being an anxious wreck; will update as things come up!

This is wrong. Deeply, deeply wrong. He's either still dreaming, or he's still hallucinating, or he's dead, because the only remaining option doesn't just happen.

Sure, maybe the supernatural exists, but it doesn't talk to you in your dreams, and it doesn't spare you from getting your memories scraped out of your head by that thing, and it doesn't drop you off in...okay, maybe it does drop you off in an overgrown, abandoned building, but not one that looks like this.

He leans up against something that definitely isn't a mana pool, because mana pools don't exist. His phone is gone. His camera--shit, his camera's dripping, and the viewfinder screen won't light up, and it won't even turn on, it just keeps making this thin, whining noise before fizzling out again, and come on come on COME ON this can't happen
deathfindsaway: (« [Nervous] well uh that's. thats fine)

[personal profile] deathfindsaway 2020-03-10 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
And here is the most fun part of this conversation- Kravitz has absolutely no idea what he's stepped into. He blinks, having half worked from instinct here and half dumb luck, trying to find the right words.

"Er, well, you... you seemed like you were possibly being pursued, or pursuing something judging by your means of documentation." He's trying to be honest, but Kravitz isn't sure if he just sounds dodgy, and he tries to express himself better. "This-- this is another universe, and even gods cannot find us here if they are from elsewhere. So if you were in some sort of trouble, you will likely be okay unless they too are pulled in."