Anthony (
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savetheearth2013-10-21 09:59 pm
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Entry tags:
- !open,
- #network,
- animorphs: aximili-esgarrouth-isthill,
- eternal darkness: anthony,
- homestuck: vriska serket,
- kamen rider blade: hajime aikawa,
- original: alexander varista,
- original: reilanin bainbridge,
- original: sandrath,
- parasol protectorate: randolph lyall,
- shadow of the colossus: wander,
- touhou project: marisa kirisame,
- yu-gi-oh!: bakura ryou
Thirteenth Message [Video | Sheet of Paper]
[This is Anthony appearing on the feed.
And this is Anthony looking worse than he's ever looked for anyone who last saw him before this evening. His skin's gone from gray to very dead off-white; his face is riddled with bloody holes, teeth exposed by a missing portion of lip and the corners of his mouth eaten away to something like a ragged, sloppy Glasgow grin; eyes are sunken and bruised brown, thickly-glazed over, and wide.
He's leaning slumped against the wall. His voice is still perfectly recognizable - and for its hush and its hoarseness is hysterical.]
-- I'm sorry... [Painfully, cringingly suppressed.] -- I'm sorry... it's - come off, my - arm's come off, my right arm -- [His right arm is in fact visible in the frame, and not only does it appear to be attached, it's working he's moving as if he doesn't expect he has a right arm and yet it isn't unresponsive. He's not only leaning his right shoulder against a wall, he'sbracing the arm against it.] -- I didn't think it - was actually - going - to come off -- I -- I don't know what -- I -- ...I need --
[Low, wavering voiced groan.] -- Someone -- please, someone help -- ...! Help -- help -- ...
[Breaks off suddenly - with another groan.
Thicker. Partly heaved through the nose - still pained, with a component of exasperation, or offense, or confusion. Not panicked. Something with more outright force or fight. Drops his forehead into - both hands, brought up to meet it.]
This isn't -- really happening -- ...!
[Drags off - again into a profoundly... mortified groan. It lasts between one and two seconds and thins to hoarse, shallow breaths to a stability. That too quiets down further - and Anthony cuts the connection. Takes enough care to keep it off him as he does so. Any replies he makes will come at least half an hour later.]
audio;
[Cadence is mostly flat. Shaken with a laugh that in the base monotony might sound bitterer than it really is; it's the best he can do and sincere all the same - she obviously does mean it to help, even if in a somewhat absurd way, and so what little a sound it is is half appreciation and half actual amusement.
Or bemusement; they'd both feel about the same in this case.]
audio;
And besides! It turns out I used to be Jesus or something? So when I get my cool resurrection powers back I can totally try and fix you up with them. You're welcome in advance!
[ Because, you know. That's absolutely a Thing and not just a series of hilarious misunderstandings. ]
audio;
- ?]
-- I thought Karson Valenti had - said -- the same thing - ...
[That he was Jesus, that is - and he's attempting to keep his tone free of skepticism, all reasonably conversational curiosity as to what on Earth would have brought that on. He's been viewing the network religiously, somewhat-pun unintended - but surely it's implausible not to miss things entirely and he's no clue where anything to indicate being Jesus could fit in what he does know of her pulses...]
audio;
[ And attached in a separate message, Anthony gets this.
HE'S WELCOME. ]