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[peektuttut]

[Ghosts? Not nice guys. The image is at an odd angle, like the camera's fallen over. It's hard to see Tim at first, harder to hear him because there's a hell of a lot of static. But it fades, though, and it's easier to hear his labored breathing. The angle doesn't change, but Tim comes into view when he drops to his knees, then his stomach. He isn'

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[gotgreenmagic]

Tim - !

Son of a -

God dammit, say something.

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[peektuttut]

[He rolls over, completely disoriented as he tries to stand. It goes poorly; he's wavering on his knees, one hand on the floor.] What-- [Static cuts him off for a moment]

--Shego?

Video - she's been un-greened for port purposes but the Photoshops failed me :c

[gotgreenmagic]

Yeah. Yeah, it's me. Do you have - any idea where you are? What the room looks like? It's all staticked, I can't see anything right.

Video - skin tone is my least favorite part of coloring. :c

[peektuttut]

It - I-- [He's on his knees now, blearily looking at the communicator.]

You're not green.

[peektuttut]

[Ohhhh God this sucks. There's a delay in recognizing the speaking, but Tim manages to crawl toward the bars before he has to sit.]

Drugs. It - pentylenetetrazol. Metrazol. [Because concentrating on facts helps. He hopes.] ...They used that? Arkham?

[peektuttut]

[...Tim is going to have such a head ache. He's rubbing his temple.] That worked out well. [He's still breathing fast; cardiazol's a respiratory stimulant. He uses the bars to stand up, shaky.] Did you ever? There's another word for metrazol, I know there is...

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Tim! [STATIC MCSTATIC]--you--ohgod--where are--[MORE STAAATIC]

[peektuttut]

[MMMM, STATIC! Tim is seriously disoriented, and is eventually going to flop on his back, breathing hard and fast. Really fast. Damn stimulants. :|]

I -- what?

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Tim, it's---are you okay?

[peektuttut]

Where are-- are you--

--ou safe? [He's got his heads in his hands, now, but he's straightening.]

[gray_atonement]

Where are you?

[peektuttut]

[Ohhh, God he hates drugs. Tim's still panting way too fast when he hears Sylar, but he's too busy holding his head to move around much.]

Down. Cell. Looks dungeon-like.

[gray_atonement]

[Staaaaaaaaaaatic.] --nd you. Th-- --one of-- --guns. --abilit-- --rking.

[peektuttut]

[Fuck that static. One word's sticking out, and it makes him start.]

Who --s a gun?

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[clonedcuckoos]

[The Cuckoos are all disheveled and... Not moving together. Their eyes are slightly glazed over as they fumble with the journal. Also pretend static's written in here because I. Am lazy.]

...Tim? Are- Please don't die. That's-- [She shakes her head.] Just get up.

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[peektuttut]

[I support your laziness and will reproduce it here.]

I'm not. I'm. I'm okay, I think. [Except he's still a little jerky, because circulatory stimulants are cool like that.] You're - where are you-?

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[clonedcuckoos]

[Yeah, cause otherwise I just end up. Filling in random words for static. And then it stops being scary/horrifying.]

In a room, we're. ...Not sure. It's all-- [A beat as she shakes her head.] You're still. Are you sure?

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[peektuttut]

[It's too tempting to just go BZZT BZZT. :|]

I'll be fine. I just - you sound - bad. What's wrong?