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01 January 2022 @ 12:45 am

"this isn't arthur. this is arthur's phone. leave a message."

→ ✆ CALL
→ ≔ E-MAIL
→ ✉ TEXT

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You saved my life he says   I owe you everything.
You don’t, I say, you don’t owe me squat, let’s just get going, let’s just get gone, but he’s


keeps saying  I owe you, says  Your shoes are filling with your own damn blood,
you must want something, just tell me, and it’s yours.

          But I can’t look at him, can hardly speak,

I took the bullet for all the wrong reasons, I’d just as soon kill you myself, I say.
You keep saying  I owe you, I owe… but you say the same thing every time.
          Let’s not talk about it, let’s just not talk.

                                                                                                                         - richard siken

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01 January 2015 @ 11:12 am

ROLE; arthur → ᴛнᴇ point мᴀɴ
STATUS; living
AGE; 30

❝ Quotes, etc.

We should walk away from this.Collapse )
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11 December 2011 @ 08:30 pm

Never liked this tradition. I mean, I'd rather not take orders from a plant. Seriously, just...

[ - annnnd, some subsequent mumbling, as well as the words - you know it's a parasite are articulately audible but not much else before the device turns off. ]

[ ooc/accosting reference: Arthur today will have been in order - getting coffee, visiting the library, doing some Christmas shopping, walking Pancake (the house corgi), at the casino for a shift, and then finally back at the flat. Action open to anyone 8X dljfsklds ....open to regular audio too of course! Backdating friendly <3 ]
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[ This is the sound of a group of people trekking up a mountain. There's the occasional burst of bickering about how people who were just sick as all hell should not be climbing mountains, or a person whose leg was just shot up, etc, etc, etc. More trekking. More bickering ...

Then the feed cuts out for a long while, but it cuts back in on a female voice - a grumpy, grumpy female voice:

You sure it was this way?

[ Footsteps, some disgruntled muttering and protest at the same time as another voice (a man's, unmistakably) says right there, and then....

S P L A S H! <--- the sound of someone being dropped in the spring. Yay.

Some silence....then Eames sounding far too pleased:

Well, that's one way of doing it.

[ Only for Yusuf to chime in: ]

Do not so much as look this way.


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Same thing every time.

I'm not Tom, Joe, John, or Adam.

...and I'm not an alien either. Even if there's probably a few of them hanging around.

Current Location: out and about
Current Mood: harassed