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Sam Wilkins BOT 23-Oct-22 12:49 PM
TW: Sexual Content, Death (more will be added as time goes on) A siege of blue light once again struck all tiredness from Sam's eyes. As he opened his laptop, he dropped a few more caffeine tablets into his cold brew coffee. Once sufficiently stirred, he gently raised the coffee to his lips, and devoured it in a flash, leaving nothing but drops to indicate its presence. Now, this wasn't the most healthy behavior for someone to exhibit, so obviously any normal person would look at Sam in this state and see a crazed insomniac, with perhaps too grand of a fixation on the internet. But Sam saw himself quite differently. His bloodshot eyes and trembling body were the sacrifices he had to reluctantly endure for his lofty end goal… Sam clicked through post after post, looking for anyone willing to hear the message he was spreading. Every notification ping sent a jolt up his spine, later being followed by nothing but disappointment when he saw a bot sliding into his direct messages, telling about the hot singles in his area. 'Ha- perhaps online sexting boards aren't filled with the type of people I want to find..' he stuttered- having difficulty speaking due to his shakiness. With every disappointment, he moved from one website to another, in a never-ending struggle. He was met with bans, trolls, and even an unfortunate doxxing one foul time. Yet none of this was enough to stop Sam. For some reason, he persisted. For some reason, this message was important enough to him that he would stake his time and sanity on it. (edited)
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While pondering his fruitlessness in his internet endeavor, he gestured to grab and open an energy drink, yet after opening it- a loud bang shook him to his core. Coming from outside his apartment was a noise he was all too familiar with, a bang in the middle of the night signaling his time was running thin. Yet despite his familiarity with the noise, he jumped from fear, as the drink he was holding fell onto his keyboard, spilling all over. 'Ah shit no no no- FUCK' Descending into a variety of curse words, Sam dashed to his kitchen in an attempt to grab napkins and save his laptop. Running through the halls, Sam managed to grab a stack. But his journey back towards his room was interrupted by the open curtain at the end of the hall. Dread filled Sam's face as he looked outside, almost unwillingly he walked closer and closer, to get a better view of the external world.
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Approaching the window, Sam frustratingly whispered 'Damn it… I forgot to close the curtain. I can't keep checking outside like this.' With one final step, Sam reached the window, looking- not around at his neighbors, or at the ground. Sam stared instead directly into the sky, at the ominously close moon. Every trench, every rock, Sam could view perfectly. He thought to himself, 'Oh- it didn't move much since I last checked. That's good, I was worried considering how loud that bang was; but I guess it doesn't correlate to distance moved, only that it did move' As the dread settled, he closed the curtain shut, walking melancholically back to his room. It was time for him to continue his journey, traversing the internet in hopes of letting the people know of the apocalypse. For some reason, although it was so very clear to him that the moon was directly on a collision course with the Earth, not a single other soul seemed to take notice. He was deemed crazy, psychotic, and every other adjective of the sort when he petitioned with a poster board in person, so the internet was his anonymous alternative. Which meant he really had to have a working laptop. Reaching to wipe his keyboard, he was met with a familiar site- a notification. Once done cleaning it, he begrudgingly clicked on the notification. And at that moment, he froze. 'Hey- I saw your message. You can see the moon-fall too? @Holey Ivette
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Holey Ivette 24-Oct-22 05:52 AM
As I try to explain to the world that we are literally about to die and no one wants to listen to me. I’m going through chat after chat. Finally I see someone doing the same thing. “Wait can he see the moon too? Does he understand?!” I quickly tap my fingers across the keyboard as my question forms on the screen in front of me. ‘Hey I saw your message. You can see the moon fall too?’
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Sam Wilkins BOT 24-Oct-22 03:20 PM
'Oh... Sleep-deprived hallucinations, that's not good-' Completely taken aback by the prospect of someone listening to him after all this time, Sam stared at the message in complete silence. 'Uh- I have to be hallucinating, right? There's- there's no way.' Blindfolding himself with his hands, Sam stood for a full minute with his vision completely obscured and his eyes closed. Yet upon letting his gaze peek past the crevice of his fingers, that message stayed the exact same. Gathering his confidence, he took a few deep breaths, and began to type a response… 'Woah hey- I really want to hope you're not just a troll pretending to believe me, so uh- I don't want to ask this, but for truth's sake- what is the noise the moon makes when it falls closer? I've been dealing with trolls for a while, I hope you understand.' @Holey Ivette
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