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7 yrs ago
Current That awkward moment where the electrician finds you jammed between the two sides of the air duct. Even more awkward is when the surprise causes him to get stuck as well.
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7 yrs ago
Still stuck inside the air duct :(
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7 yrs ago
Misjudged the width of an air duct I was using to spy on heretics, now stuck.
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All I do is for the eternal glory of Alvah! I have come her to spy- I mean observe- to ensure all follow the doctrine of Alvah! I have no interest in things that have nothing to do with Alvah.

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Nyla

Nyla couldn't figure out how to open the door. She just stood in front of it for quite a while. getting frustrated, she slammed her whole body against the wall, accomplishing nothing besides a lot of noise. Then, as if she had never been confused, she turned the knob and entered the room.

@Framing A Moose @Animera

Nyla

“Do you think you can make it on your own?” The staff member asked as Nyla slide from the car. She turned and started walking in the opposite direction from the house. He took her hand in his, and well cursing himself for not realizing how involved this job would be, steered her towards the house.
The door to the place had been busted in, making the staff member frown, and wonder whether this would really be a good place to leave the girl. He glanced at her, she was unfazed by the sight, with a slight smile on her lips, probably from when he took her hand.
He had been ready to just drop her off and leave, but first he had to make sure she would be safe here. He shivered as he entered through door, probably because of all the powerful occupants, this felt like a place where he shouldn’t stay to long. He passed a boy that was staring into another room where people were talking, and made his way into the lobby.
“Stay here.” He told Nyla as he released her hand. His head swerved as he looked for someone who looked like they might be in charge. He didn’t look for too long before realizing Nyla had already disappeared. He sighed, because this was supposed to be her new home, he would just let her wonder around for a bit. He would find her and take her back to the hospital if he felt the place wasn’t safe.

It was a strange place Nyla had never been, full of people she didn’t now, and where she would live a life she was unfamiliar with. She didn’t feel nervous in the least. She was happy just knowing that someone was with her. She paid no attention to her surroundings, and just let herself be guided.
She noticed it a little way in that someone was hurting. As far as pain went, she could tell it wasn’t much (on a scale were most people are screaming in pain). You probably wish you were in a lot more pain, she thought to herself. Then she remembered that most people don’t like being in pain. Something she didn’t really understand.
Once her hand was released, she immediately headed in the direction of the person that was hurting. She came to door that was at the end of a hallway, which she starred at as if it was truly perplexing. She could hear two people talking behind the door. She glared at the door like it had just done something very distasteful.
She continued to glare at it, as if doing so would make it move out of the way.

-interacting with Skylers and Souls door
I would like to join, if that's alright.


“Hey! We have the same surname! What are the chances? Must be destiny, haha!”
Jonah had heard this destiny line somewhere before… oh yes, it was in a romance drama he had once been forced to watch. Well he did find it interesting that they shared a last name, and Robin seemed like a good role model, but he just wasn’t interested in that kind of way.
He then saw Robin take a rather painful fall. He hesitated for a second, he wanted to help him up, but he didn’t want to make the wrong impression. He didn’t have to worry about this for too long as one of the female employees stopped to help him.
At this point there was only one person ahead of him. He could already see the closed door, and the notice as he neared the last step. He just didn’t feel like reading what was on it.
Jonah was in pretty good shape from all the times he had to run away from the police (and just working out in general), but didn’t try to get a head nor did he understand what was happening. He saw a few people race to be upfront and assumed that a game of tag had started. Everyone was introducing themselves for some unknown reason so he decided to do the same.

“My name is Jonah Miller, I’m hoping that I can help support my family’s business (mob work) with this job.” He directed this towards no one in particular, as he effortlessly kept position in the middle. He was fortunate the first task required physical strength, because besides abnormal luck, that’s all he has.
Jonah woke up to the phone call, he had passed out in front of a building after being unable to get back home from a wedding. The call didn’t surprise him nor did the time he had to get there by, as most gangsters on the top of the food chain are pretty strict. But at this point, he began to panic. He was far away from his jail cell, hungry, with no change of clothes, and he didn’t know how to find the building.
He was wearing dress shoes, black slacks with a white shirt and tie which was oddly tidy despite him sleeping outside. It was clearly not the right attire for a mob gathering, but he had not time to retrieve a change of clothes from home. He wished that he had worn his ripped jeans and shirt with this wicked skull design to the wedding.
He decided he would wear what he had on, and then he had to figure out what to do for food. As soon as he thought of it he remembered the cake he was going to bring home from the wedding. He removed it from its plastic bag and then ate it carefully, making sure not to get any crumbs on himself. As he was eating, he saw a sign across the street, apparently he had fallen asleep right next to his work. He crossed the street as soon as he finished the cake.
He arrived thirty minutes early with a respectable look about him. For the first and probably last time in his career.
accidentally posted in characters, sorry about that.
but if I can join



By the way, when interacting with the Eves, your free to write what their doing and their interactions in your posts so that you wont have to wait for a reply, you can even spawn a new Eve if you need them for something, or get rid of one if you feel inclined. (This is encase three or more people are interacting with them at any given time).
The exception is 'Old Eve', she is mine alone :).
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