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Date: 2019-09-13 11:33 pm (UTC)
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The Down near the lifts.
Helen's corridors can go anywhere.
I saw a snail crawling outside the Institute.
There was a Spiral pattern on its shell.
It's a sign.
I need to find her.

Date: 2019-09-14 02:22 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] compellingstatement
Helen, Michael, the Distortion.
It's the avatar of the Spiral.
I've almost found the center.
I think.
Or was it the other way?
I've seen that rock before.
Remember that I saw the rock shaped like a heart, Ava.


[He's disoriented enough that he won't actually be that hard to find once she makes it to the park. Jon's just wandering the little shoulder-high maze, getting periodically distracted with shapes, objects, random people passed out along the paths...]

Date: 2019-09-14 03:14 am (UTC)
compellingstatement: art by <user name=everchased site=tumblr.com> (avatar | eyes wide)
From: [personal profile] compellingstatement
[Some, at least, reek of alcohol, so that's probably good indication. When she finds Jon, he's crouched over one a man in a colorful coat who's cuddling a dildo. Jon's face is maybe three inches from the man, and he's down on his hands and knees. He looks at her, but doesn't move otherwise as he stage whispers to her.]

There's a spiral on that thing he's holding. He must know where Helen is.

Date: 2019-09-14 04:20 am (UTC)
compellingstatement: art by <user name=jaegerfker420 site=tumblr.com> (confused | sideeye)
From: [personal profile] compellingstatement
Hmm...

[She might be right. He pushes himself up and sits back on his heels.]

I'm fine. I've nearly made it to the center. [A pause.] How did you get here so quickly? It's been hours.

[It's been maybe 30 minutes since their exchange about the maze.]

Date: 2019-09-14 05:56 pm (UTC)
compellingstatement: art by <user name=jaegerfker420 site=tumblr.com> (neutral | look right)
From: [personal profile] compellingstatement
No, no. I've been here longer than that. Haven't I?

[He looks up and around. Where is he?]

Helen? Yes! Yes, I'm looking for Helen. The door will be at the center. The yellow door.

[Jon stands up.]

Come on. It has to be here. If I'm losing time... it's a classic symptom of the Spiral.

[Or sleep deprivation.]

Date: 2019-09-14 08:16 pm (UTC)
compellingstatement: Art by <user name=switalia site=plurk.com> (question | annoyed)
From: [personal profile] compellingstatement
Yes, I'm fine.

My wallet. They took my wallet.

[He switches directions.]

We should find them. I'd forgot about that.

[Single-minded, but also prone to distraction.]

Date: 2019-09-14 10:04 pm (UTC)
compellingstatement: Art by <user name=switalia site=plurk.com> (srs | calculating)
From: [personal profile] compellingstatement
I don't... know...

[He slows down, gaze going distant. What did they look like? Where was he when that happened?]

I think I was mugged.

[He checks his back pocket. Tape recorder, no wallet.]

I was mugged... somewhere?

[He turns back into the maze again.]

Helen will know. We can have her take us there.

Date: 2019-09-15 03:15 pm (UTC)
compellingstatement: Art by <user name=switalia site=plurk.com> (question | srs)
From: [personal profile] compellingstatement
No, no. It was the doors. The yellow doors. I've seen them around town now and again. I should have paid more attention. She likes me... sort of. Helen Richardson liked me. Helen saved me from Michael when he was going to eat me.

Date: 2019-09-15 03:34 pm (UTC)
compellingstatement: Art by <user name=switalia site=plurk.com> (srs | calculating)
From: [personal profile] compellingstatement
The Distortion ate Helen while it was Michael, then he got distracted, and Helen became the Distortion. But it's not really Helen.

[It all makes perfect sense, really.]

I think she's going to kill me, too. Just a matter of time. Gertrude stopped the Great Twisting, its ritual. It probably hates the Institute, really.

Date: 2019-09-15 03:52 pm (UTC)
compellingstatement: art by <user name=tolbyccian site=tumblr.com> (confused | wat?)
From: [personal profile] compellingstatement
I'm the Archivist, the avatar of the Beholding. Most things want to kill me. I represent the Institute. I expect she's holding off for something. Michael helped us stop the Corruption before he tried to eat me. They're all playing a game. Stopping each others' rituals, maintaining the balance.

Balance... Do you feel unbalanced? The ground keeps moving. [He looks down.] Because we're walking. Right.

Date: 2019-09-16 04:01 am (UTC)
compellingstatement: art by <user name=jaegerfker420 site=tumblr.com> (question | ponder)
From: [personal profile] compellingstatement
I think Gertrude could.

[That answer is immediate. The rest takes a little longer to process.]

I really don't know what I'm supposed to do. Elias told me I'm meant to experience and know things, either through my own actions or through the eyes of others in their Statements. Seeing the different rituals. Maybe it's a part? See them, touch them, feel them.

[As might be expected just from looking over the hedges, there is no yellow door at the center of the maze, just a couple having sex. Jon walks right on past them, seemingly unaware that they've missed their Helen opportunity here.]

Date: 2019-09-18 03:34 am (UTC)
compellingstatement: Art by <user name=switalia site=plurk.com> (confused | surprised)
From: [personal profile] compellingstatement
I really don't want to think about what Elias gets off to.

[Said in the dry tone he might usually quip with. Bashing Elias brings out the focus in him. At least for a second or two before it fades.]

What? No, we...

[He looks around.]

But the door, it's supposed to be here?

Date: 2019-09-21 03:10 am (UTC)
compellingstatement: art by <user name=tolbyccian site=tumblr.com> (confused | wat?)
From: [personal profile] compellingstatement
Yes. It's... is it late?

[He looks up and around.]

It was... it was only 6 o'clock a moment ago. Wasn't it? No, no. We haven't been walking that long. Was looking for the door.

Martin's door. There was a knock at the door, but it was Mr. Wallace. Something pretending to be Mr. Wallace? Ava, we have to get Martin. He's in danger. It's three. Three... multiples of three. In his office. Three and then there were... no. Eight? Eight like infinity.

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