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[staffroom]

[ the first twelve seconds of the feed are disjointed, scrambly static. but through the drawl of white noise, there's the rather distinct, lightly accented voice of a young man.

hello? hello, can you hear me? are you there? do you need help? i will —

but then the sound cuts rather abruptly. there's the screech of disgruntled machines, then silence and a black screen. upon which eventually appears the disjointed, blocky: ]

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let
me



t̢̢̠̹̗̻̣̦͉̜͎̥̝̹̗̯u̢̧̩̳̳͔͎͎͈͙̯̲̤̦̞ͅŗ̧͔̞̙̰̮͕͖̗̫͓͈̺͜͜ͅn̢̡̡͓̜̠̞̝̹̪͎̯̩̮̣̫͎ ͔͉͍̯̥̹̯̳͕̞̘̪͇͔͔͇d̢̢͖͙͔̲͔̞͚̖̣̱̰͓̥͜ͅo͍̤͔͚͙͚̗̘̲͇̝̳͎̺̘̩̹w̢̡̧̜͎̞̥͕͇̟͓̠̥͍͕̘͍n̡̙̻̙̹͉̟̙̻̰̭̺̜̖̰ͅ ̼͇̝̖͍͍̝͈͈͓͇̱̺̫͈̤s̡̡͓̺̥̳̟̺̮͉͕̟̣̜͚̞e̢̝̲̱͖̼͓̣̩̖͕̗̺͚̫͜r̟̻̘̲̬̪̮̭̦̟̩̰̺̯̣͕͔v̧̞̟̯̹͉̫̼͔̝͙̠͙̟̣̼i̡̨̲̖͈̯̙̭̼̣͓̬̗̳͖̠͙c̙͇̦̖̰̙̱̜̲͍̱̜͉̩̣̱̬e̫͚̲͔̯͓̺̹͖̗̜͚͍͙͚̖?̡̡̧̢͓̮̜̜̫̞̻͈̰̘̘̗ͅ
help
you;




[ ooc | again, feel free to hijack threads and tag around other characters. go nuts. pretend all responses are in the same creepy zaglo font. ]