rosswood: (poor brian)
Alex Kralie ([personal profile] rosswood) wrote in [community profile] entranceway2016-01-21 04:37 pm

Entry #2

[This gets posted at around 4 A.M. and it's a video feed, which, if anyone's been contacted by Alex recently, is a little unusual. It's a clear visual on the inside of Alex's room - scandalous - which isn't terribly different from your typical college dorm room, with one notable exception.

It is liberally covered in weird, hastily-scribbled, ink-and-charcoal
drawings. The long shot of one of the walls might give people enough time to read the most visible ones:

SEES ME

LEAVE ME ALONE

OPERATOR

Accompanied by several rough illustrations of pine trees and frequently punctuated with an odd symbol: a circle with an X slashed through it.


Distortion abruptly ripples across the screen, and the angle changes. Now the network will be treated to a clear shot of the floor of Alex's room, which is similarly carpeted in page after scrawled page of cryptic warnings and oblique messages, along with what looks to be a laundry list of crossed-out names - names like BRIAN and SARAH, JAY and TIM and SETH, any of which might be visible to the eagle-eyed.

With a flutter of static and an unpleasant, high-pitched screeching sound, the picture shifts one last time. Now someone's hands are in view, streaked with ink as they carve out yet another circle-and-x symbol into another sheet of paper with single-minded resolve. Then the feed buzzes, frames flickering, and switches off.]

((ooc: Alex won't respond until next morning since he's not doing any of this consciously - he's currently asleep. Feel free to respond with an action post, though you might have to wake him up first.))

krmvgivv: (i don't know why i am this way)

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[personal profile] krmvgivv 2016-02-03 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dipper gives him a frustrated glare. At any other time, he'd insist. Heck, he's probably going to dig in more later. This stinks of for your own safety, and that's never been something he cared about.

But.

He died. Mabel did too, and he'd promised Mabel it wouldn't happen again.

How can he pursue the mysteries that have always drawn him and be certain he won't get hurt? How can he stay alive without giving up really living?

He doesn't have an answer, and today, at least, he's not going to find an answer for this particular mystery either. He ducks his head, letting his hat hide his eyes, and turns around.]


Fine.

[For now. He turns to leave, shoulders slumping.]