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A...Attention everyone!!! If you could please direct your gaze to the sky. Yes yes... Took a bit of er.. time but the ball is about to drop. [ Look up everyone!! You'll see there is, indeed, a ball about to drop, hanging from a crane across the middle of Lander. It looks so beautiful shining down the dirty street. ]

[ Here, his voice is cast off and far away, responding to a male. Perhaps

settlethescore? ] Make them do the count down!! S-SHOOOO. I have this... I have this under control.

[ He's breathing heavy. ] But yes... just... just count! There's twenty seconds on the clock. [ The ball begins to drop then, but he doesn't start for a few seconds. ]

Seventeen... [ A breath ] Sixteen... [ Another ] Fifteen... [ He counts so slow, more than just three seconds have past. His words are quiet as he whispers into his communicator. ] Fourteen.

( Cut for Kevin finally loses it )

quicktosnap

Okay, well, it... it looks as though we have it under control now. I can't.. [ He begins to mutter something, clearly trying to sort through his thoughts. A snuff and shuffle. He sighs as he combs his fingers through his hair. ]

Ah-ah... You, all.. all of you. If there's anyone still, well, affected by the pollen you should.. What I want to say is, if you're still bothered by the pollen we would... like to know. We didn't want this to happen; so we will... administer antidotes if you need more. I presume the hospital has already received the first package...

[ There's a silence. He's drumming his fingers rampantly on the desk. ]

Good then, I'll just.. wait. --Right; good.

((ooc; This is an open scientist post; the hospital DID receive a package a few days into the event with various said antidotes, as stated here, that definitely quelled any effects if need be. Anyway, feel free to comment to Kevin or talk amongst yourselves here.))

quicktosnap

[A very tired looking Kevin appears on the screen, clothes and hair a bit dissheveled, but for the most part in place.]

A-alright. Good job everyone! You, um... did it, I guess. [He's trying so hard, he really is, but eventually even that frustrates him and he sighs.] Yeah, good job. Those of you that actually brought something back, anyway.

So look, I'll be sending them to you as soon as possible, but... [He's flustered, obviously irritated and unable to come up with the right words, so he finally just spits them out all at once.]

Just... just keep an eye on them, okay?! I don't want those things running around all over. And we don't revive them! [And he hangs up in a huff.]

yourgoddamnit

LADIES, GENTLEMEN, FUCKASSES AND SANDWICH FACTORIES.
TODAY I BRING TO YOU A MARVELOUS TALE.
IT IS A STORY OF SURVIVAL THAT RIVALS THE ESTEEMED FILM COMMONLY ABBREVIATED TO TROLL LIAM NEESON VS. THE HOWLBEASTS.
UNFORTUNATELY FOR EVERYONE I'M THE PROTAGONIST
BUT I PROMISE YOU THAT MY FOE IS AN EVEN MORE DESPICABLE EXCUSE OF ANGRY FUCK THAN I AM.
SERIOUSLY.
IT'S LIKE THE UNIVERSE CREATED A MINIATURE CLONE OF ME, THREW IT INTO THE BOWELS OF HELL, AND THE SHIT IT OUT IN THE LOAD GAPER THAT IS DISCEDO.
I WOULD BE IMPRESSED IF MY COMMUNICATOR WASN'T SMEARED WITH MY OWN BLOOD AS I TYPE THIS.

THE STORY BEGINS A FEW WEEKS AGO.
EVERY FUCKING DAY I'D HEAR SOMETHING SKITTERING AND SCREECHING WITHIN THE WALLS OF THIS DECAYING HIVE.
PUNCHING THE WALL HAD NO EFFECT.
JUST WHEN I WAS CONSIDERING FLUSHING OUT THE CULPRIT WITH FIRE, I FIND THE LITTLE ASSHOLE EATING THE SANDWICH I'D SET DOWN.
HE WAS EATING
MY FUCKING
TAPIOCA SANDWICH.
WE LOCKED EYES
AND I KNEW WHAT I HAD TO DO.

RIGHT BEFORE HELL BROKE LOOSE I MANAGED TO CATCH A PICTURE OF IT ~~BECAUSE EVERYONE NEEDS A PROPER PHOTO OF THEIR NEMESIS~~.
BEHOLD THE FACE OF NIGHTMARES:

( please someone give him a rabies shot )

ON A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT NOTE.
SAM WINCHESTER THE MOOSE.
I SUMMON YOU.
GET YOUR ASS IN THIS MEMO BEFORE I LEAVE A MAP OF YOUR DWELLING FOR THE DEMON TO FIND.

seashellsoap

( The things you thought you'd left behind. )

spectavi

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