♉1 | Tavros: Arrive.

[uhhh]

hELLO,
iS ANYONE THERE, i WAS TOLD THAT THIS IS A THING FOR COMMUNICATING, bUT, i DON'T KNOW WHO i'M COMMUNICATING, wITH, oR IF i GUESS WHAT THE INDIVIDUAL WHO TOLD ME ABOUT THIS THING WAS, bEING HONEST, aND NOT JUST LYING TO ME,
wHICH COULD ALSO BE A THING,

[ in addition to the rather messy brown writing, there are also blotches of messy brown... peanut butter? whatever it is, it's the same color as the text. there's also some really shaky breathing getting recorded as well. ]

uHH,
wHOEVER'S THERE, lISTENING, oR i GUESS READING, tHEN,
i COULD POSSIBLY USE SOME HELP,
i'M PRETTY INJURED, iN A CRITICAL WAY, aND, sUCH AS THAT i CAN'T TAKE CARE OF IT MYSELF, rEALLY,
oR MOVE IN GENERAL, bECAUSE OF THE SITUATION WITH MY INEXPLICABLE INJURY,
uHH, i DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED,
tHAT'S, bASICALLY ALL THERE IS TO SAY ON THE MATTER,



(ooc: last minute journal switch from "commune" to this one! still me though, just letting you all know. :>)

Comments

Dictated

[zeke_developer]

Tavros? Is that you, kiddo?

Where are you?

1/? ahaha what

[wagers]

[rogueofheart]

[IT'S TAVROS HE'S BACK HE'S--

He's... bleeding?]

:33 < tavros you're back!
:33 < but why are you hurt?
:33 < where are you? :CC

[wagers]

[Well, you know, that's her initial reaction... until she sees the brown splatters muddling up the journal pages.

Oh. Right.

That sure... was a thing that she did.]

[wagers]

[Well, whatever! It's not like feeling guilty was going to help anything-- not that she was about to admit to feeling guilty. Nope, nop! Not going to happen any time s--

Oh yeah, right. She should probably say something.]

you know what? she's dictating this.

[wagers]

[It's not like writing shit out for him worked before, after all.]

Hey, Tavros! You okay, bro? You okay?

[Good job, Vriska. Excellent tact.]

Dictated forever

[mal_addict]

[Now there's a voice she hasn't heard for a long time, she sounds so happy to hear him, though]

Tavros! You're back and...

Bleeding. Wow, what is it with you kids and getting horrific injuries?

Stay put. Someone will be on their way. [ Preferably someone who can be around an open wound without getting the munchies]

dictated as well!

[uhhh]

Uh, yes?

[ baffled, and pretty croaky, but it sure is easier to talk than it is to write. he wouldn't have even realized that talking to the book is a thing he can do if he hadn't seen the spoken words appear right there on the page. ]

I don't know where I am, exactly, at least, not anymore.

dictated back!

[uhhh]

[ well that's. relieving? not relieving?? considering that he was just talking to her and looking for her a minute ago by his recollection he sort of expected to hear from Vriska, but at the same time he was also not because where even is this, anyway. ]

I don't think I'm okay, no. Not really.

[uhhh]

bACK,
i DON'T KNOW ABOUT, bEING BACK, uHH, oR ALSO ABOUT THE OTHER QUESTION REGARDING GETTING HURT, eITHER, aCTUALLY,
aCTUALLY, i DON'T KNOW ANYTHING TO WHAT YOU JUST SAID,
aNY OF IT,
bUT, i CAN TRY TO EXPLAIN THE PLACE, tHAT SORT OF LOOKS LIKE i GUESS A RESPITEBLOCK, bUT, a REALLY NICE ONE,
aND i SAW A GHOST,
tHAT'S ABOUT IT, fOR MY UNDERSTANDING,

Dictated ==> Action!

[zeke_developer]

You sound like you're hurt. What happened?

[Then he thinks.]

Uhh...nevermind, that doesn't matter. I'll come find you. Hang tight.

[A little while later, Tavros may hear the whirr of wheels on the floor, and the mechanical *thwub* of what sounds like a little helicopter, and if he looks up, he'll see a dark-haired man in a wheelchair being followed by a Cypher with a gurney suspended beneath the rotor by cables.]

Tavros? Where are ya buddy?

[uhhh]

I guess so, yeah...

[ he has yet to figure out the "back" comments but there are people responding and that's good, because he honestly hadn't really expected anyone to. books are not computers or phones. you don't talk through books.

except now apparently. ]

The thing is that I sort of have to stay put, because of the situation, but I hope someone does come.

[mal_addict]

I'll make sure someone does. And yes...I know.

Just [um think calming thoughts? You know, don't worry so much.

dictated

[adorbs]

[hey, here's a voice she remembers!]

Y-You're hurt? Um, I-I can help you get to the clinic!

[rainbowed]

Tavros
Where Exactly Are You Right Now
If You Dont Know The Precise Location Please Describe It To The Best Of Your Ability

[uhhh]

[ he does hear it, even if it sounds kind of muffled to him, or far away, like at the other end of a tunnel. his head turns toward the sound, stopped by his horn. good thing his room door is open!

whoever's looking for him, at least they're friendly. ]

Over here.

[uhhh]

Okay, I'm trying to, but probably I'm not doing a very good job at it, since, I don't really feel calm.

[ a shaky, watery-sounding breath. ]

Uh—what are some calming things I could think about, while someone eventually gets here?

dictated

[uhhh]

There's a clinic here? Uhh, wherever "here" is, I mean.

[ well that's a relief, even if he's not sure what kind of faculties it would have. ]

[uhhh]

kANAYA,
hI, uHH,
oK, tHE PLACE THAT i'M AT IS PRETTY UNFAMILIAR, iT SORT OF LOOKS LIKE A RESPITEBLOCK FOR A HUMAN PERSON, i GUESS, gIVEN THAT IT HAS THINGS THAT HUMANS SOMETIMES HAVE,
aND, iT COULD POSSIBLY BE AT THE BOTTOM OF A, pIT, oR SOME OTHER KIND OF THING YOU CAN FALL INTO,
mAYBE,

dictated

[adorbs]

Uh huh. This is a place called Paradisa, and there's lots of stuff here.

B-But, I can tell you more about that when you're okay.

[stalkershiki]

[Shiki doesn't know this troll all that well. But she does know about blood colors being important to a troll so they use it for everything or something (okay, so it was never explained super well to her...) and if this guy's text is a color and there are splotches of that color on the page, that's probably his blood.

His blood.

His blood.

Oh god, blood.

Shiki's just gonna talk to him from the journal, keeping the journal on the other side of the bed in her room.]

Uhh, is everything... I mean... do you, um, need any help?

dictated

[uhhh]

Paradisa, okay, I haven't heard of that name before, but thanks for telling me it. [ a pause to breathe. ] I don't know when that's going to be.

[uhhh]

[ he sure is getting more responses than he expected from a book you supposedly communicate through. this one sounds a little far away, but that's okay because he makes up for it by having his face really close to the pages. ]

I think so, yes, help would probably be a good thing to have.

[wagers]

[Well, that's obvious. GOD DAMN IT, TAVROS!]

So.

[Man! How does she even take it easy with this kid?]

You going to sound a little more urgent about you potentially being hurt and bleeding all over like a dumbass, or are you just going to accept your shitty fate?

[uhhh]

Well, uh. [ makes a little noise of exasperation, if... his breathing getting a little thicker counts as sounding exasperated. ] I thought I was sounding pretty urgent in the message that I sent out, saying that I was in a critical state of being injured, and, I don't really know how to say it worse than that, because saying things is, uhh... pretty hard, right now.