Meet Isaac

October 9, 2023

Datr - [Begin Frequency]

Datr - [Rolling over in his bed, he slams a hand down on the alarm clock as it stops ringing. His entire room is lit up by the window. The sunlight makes him squint and growl slightly while moving the lukewarm ice pack over his face as if it were still helpful. ]

Elar - Uh hello?

Datr - [They pause and squint at the ceiling, staying relatively still. ]

Elar - Ah... okay, well uh my name is Elara. How is it going?

Datr - [His eyes open a bit wider as he takes the ice pack off his face and half way sits up, propping himself up with one arm. "Elara?...What? Where?" His eyes glance around the room. ]

Elar - This is gonna sound strange, but you hear my voice in your head. I'm not in the same room as you, so don't worry. We just got another frequency on this thing and you popped up

Datr - [ "...like magic?" He sets the ice pack onto his nightstand. He fully sits up as a serious expression grazes over his face. ]

Elar - Not the kind of magic I'm used to, but I guess? It's like.. I'm reading what you're saying and doing from a chat bot? It's called Dattrs or something like that.

Datr - [ He seems to perk up a bit, "Actual magic- I knew it! I knew it was real! So like- oh my gosh- hold on..." He gets off his bed and stumbles into the closet nearby. While attempting to search through a few boxes, he hits his head on a shelf. He instantly winces, putting both hands to his already purple and days old bruise. "-FUCKING- owww." ]

Elar - Oof you okay there dude? That looked painful.

Datr - [ "I-it's it's fine-" His voice is a hint shaky as he takes a deep breath from the pain, "Just got a bit banged up the other night. I'll be fine." After a moment he calmly searches for and retrieves a small leather journal from a box. He heads out to stand in his room as he flips between the pages of chicken scratch writing. "This is insane. I must be dreaming." ]

Elar - I don't think we're dreaming? And yeah, I'm still trying to understand everything myself.

Datr - [ "OK OK OK-" He stops flipping in the notebook and grabs a stray pencil from his messy desk, "Can others get this ability or not? Not that I want it for myself but uh, that would be fucking sick as hell- WAIT uhhh sorry how do you feel about curse words? I didn't mean to be rude- I need to calm down- I'm not normally this much." ]

Elar - I fucking swear like a goddamn sailor all the time! It's fun! And uh we've spoken to two other people using this, some dude named Chester and some other actor guy named Gambit.

Datr - [ "Gambit? Isn't that the guy who runs the circus in town?" ]

Elar - Not sure. I'm not from whatever place y'all are from

Datr - [ "Hold on." He puts the notebook and pencil down on the corner of a filled desk as he starts tossing papers into the piles on the floor. Soon he gets out a newspaper and checks a few pages in. "Yup. Gambit Jackal Horace, owner of the Cherrywood Carnival down by the docks...you're telling me you got the ability of telepathy and then you got in contact with a celerity?" ]

Elar - Like I said, it's a chatbot or something like that. But basically... yeah exactly that. And specifically, it's like I'm reading your words and seeing text versions of your actions, like I noticed the newspaper and the journal in the closet. But uh considering what I've seen from others, Telepathy isn't super uncommon.

Datr - [ "I mean, I've heard of some mythological rumors around town. Something about a creature of the gods of swords and gold roaming around. You don't think this ability is connected to that do you?...or maybe you are said creature?" He lowers the newspaper. ]

Cole - my fault about the bruise, you were kinda trying to like stab me with a chainsaw

Elar - Eh? Who are you?

Datr - [ "...is that...are you that loon who beat me up the other night???" ]

Cole - I'm Cole also i didn't even land a punch, you hit yourself in the face with the chainsaw you were using to attack me

Elar - Whoa, that's impressive Cole.

Datr - [ "Well Cole...I woke up with a bruise on my face, a knife still stuck in my leg and a sprained ankle. Care to explain that?" He squints in thought. ]

Cole - I don't think I stabbed you, does the blade look black? also how are you gonna blame me for a sprained ankle that shit happens all the time

Elar - Yeah, I experienced one of those just last week going downstairs for food. Hurt like hell dude.

Datr - [ "No, just some cheap brand knife... So a loon and another person that's capable of telepathy...are there others who can too?" He sits back down on the bed. ]

Cole - Probably, but i'm sure they'll show themselves soon enough also i'm not a loon i may be a little insane but trust me i'm not a loon

Elar - And I'm pretty sure I'm not crazy? Also what's your name?

Datr - [ "Oh I'm Icarus Faro. Only my friends call me Isaac. But I'm pretty sure I saw you wearing a gas mask Cole. I haven't seen Elara yet but I have a feeling they would be wearing one too. " ]

Elar - Huh? Why? I don't usually wear those.

Cole - why do people wearing gas masks get labeled as loons?

Datr - [ "I'm saying it wouldn't surprise me if it were loons that got a hold of a way to do telepathy first. But yeah loons wear gas masks sometimes? I thought that's common knowledge?" ]

Elar - I don't think I'm considered a loon though? Like.. I don't wear gas masks, I don't have telepathy, at least I don't think I do? Pretty sure that's not one of mine anyway.

Cole - I enjoy wearing gas masks but that's just because i hate my face but that's besides the point, is there a reason why they wear them?

Datr - [ "You literally have telepathy, you're talking to me right now. And why do you not know anything about loons? Are you that much of one?" ]

Elar - I told you, it's a chatbot. I'm literally sitting in my bedroom talking to you. I don't come from a place where animal people exist.

Cole - Yeah, i hate to break it to you but i'm not a non-feral

Elar - nonferal???

Datr - [ Icarus goes quiet for a moment as he collects his thoughts. He takes a deep breath, "Ok. So. Sure you don't think you are a nonferal. There's plenty of other loons who feel that way and it's ok." He speaks as if trying to calm someone down from having a panic attack. ]

Elar - No? I'm literally a human. Electric blue hair and everything.

Cole - There's a reason why i was wearing a gas mask, i'm a human and i don't wanna scare people

Datr - [ "Maybe you both should take a moment to calm down. Really take some deep breaths and make sure you are near someone who can help you." Icarus opens the drawer of his nightstand and gets out some old torn up shirts with stains. He takes some wrappings off his leg and replaces them with the slightly less dirty pieces of shirts. As he does he can see a rather large wound from where a knife was in his leg. ]

Cole - You should see a doctor, shirts don't make good bandages

Elar - Yikes, you might need to go to the hospital for that one Isaac. That looks painful.

Datr - [ His tone returns to being stern, "...Only my friends call me Isaac. And I can't go to the hospital. This is my best option at the moment." ]

Cole - Also I took care of that gang that kept sending people to where you like to hang out, they shouldn't bother you anymore

Elar - Okay Icarus, my bad.

Datr - [ "Hold up... Took care off?..." Icarus's hands tighten to fists, "What do you mean took care of? What did you do?" ]

Cole - Gave them a strong talking to, why?

Datr - [ "Because two of them are dead and the other have no fucking clue where they went and I swear if you... " Icarus takes another deep breath. ]

Elar - Whoa what the hell??? That's terrible

Cole - I didn't kill them, what do you take me for? a fucking psychopath?

Datr - [ "Then where the hell is he??? I tried his phone, his teachers, his parents- He's fucking gone and no one knows where or why. He didn't even go to his college classes." Icarus folds his arms as his eyes water some. ]

Cole - I don't know, i don't know Icarus, trust me if i knew i would tell you i couldn't bring myself to murder someone with so much life left

Datr - [ He mumbles to himself, "Whatever... Why am I talking to two loons... I don't have time for this." ]

Elar - Because you popped up on our system? This dattrs thing. I'm just as confused as you are Icarus

Cole - I mean you called me a nerd so....idk. am i really a loon or a nerd

Elar - Hah nerd

Datr - [ Icarus scoffs, "BOTH. Considering you have access to telepathy... unless I'm becoming a loon myself... " Icarus gets quiet as he looks down in thought and worry. ]

Elar - I mean in a way you're communicating with us, so you have telepathy too.

Cole - You aren't a loon... most likely

Dtar - [ "Says the loons. At Least I d... hu. " Icarus loses his breath a moment as he puts a hand to his knee, near the wound but not touching it. ]

Cole - Are you okay?

Elar - Oh jeez

Datr - [ He blinks some and sits up straight again, "I'm fine. Just a bit of a heat flash." He then gets up and grabs the melted ice pack from the fridge and heads out of his room.]

Elar - That's strange Icarus. Usually a stab to the leg shouldn't cause fevers or heat flashes. Are you sure you're okay?

Cole - It might be infected, you need to see a doctor

Elar - Seriously. Better to be safe than sorry

Datr - [ Icarus growls, "Again. I can't." He heads into a cluttered kitchen with piles of dirty dishes as he tosses the ice pack into a mini fridge on the kitchen counter. ]

Cole - Why can't you? Is it a money issue?

Datr - [ Icarus nods his head side to side, "Well...partly but mostly other things..." ]

Elar - Other things?

Datr - [ "-Not important." ]

Elar - Seems important when it comes down to your health.

Cole - It's either, your a criminal that thinks the doctors and hospital staff will turn you in or your scared of doctors

Datr - [ He opens the fridge and gets out a carton of orange juice. "I don't see why they wouldn't." ]

Elar - Wait, you're a criminal?

Datr - [ "I never confirmed anything." Icarus opens the carton and goes to take a swig. ]

Elar - Says the person drinking directly from the carton. /j Eh, it's whatever. But still there has to be some way for you to get help without getting arrested.

Datr - [ "Doubt it." He puts the orange juice back. ]

Cole - You saying "i don't see why they wouldn't" leads me to believe you are a criminal

Elar - Exactly.

Datr - [ Icarus grumbles in frustration, "I NEVER SAID I AM ONE." He heads over to a plastic lawn chair that sits in his living room and takes a seat. ]

Elar - Heavily implied it dude. Not like we can do anything, we're just a bunch of loons right?

Datr - [ "Credible or not I don't want to be called a criminal. It's degrading." ]

Elar - Fucking nobody wants to be called that. I don't blame you at all, Icarus. Do you know of anyone who has first aid skills? It's not exactly surgery but it's better than nothing.

Datr - [ "Yeah, Morse. But right now they are missing." ]

Elar - I mean.. we could try a frequency with them? Maybe we can figure out what's going on. Our 'telepathy' should be able to connect to others as long as we have their name.

Datr - [ "His full name is Morris Hill. Should be a short jaguar. Usually in the weirdest outfits." ]

Elar - Alright Icarus. We'll see what we can do, and we'll contact you when we find out something alright?

Datr - [ "Alright. Just make sure he's ok first." ]

Elar - Got it. -end frequency

Datr - [End Frequency]

Elar - Awwright, Morse Hill. Let's see how this works. -begin frequency Morris Hill

Dtar - [Begin Frequency]

Datr - [ ]

Elar - ...uh oh. Hello?

Datr - [ ]

Elar - That's probably not good. -end frequency

Datr - [End Frequency]

Elar - -begin frequency Icarus Faro

Datr - [Begin Frequency]

Datr - [ Icarus sits in a plastic lawn chair in his living room. He nervously fidgets with an old tv remote. ]

Elar - I'm back, it's Elara. We attempted to connect to Morris, but there was no response. On our end, it looked like two square brackets with nothing but silence between them. I'm not sure what that means, maybe he's sleeping?

Cole - I'm sure it's just a bug with the chat or something

Elar - No, I tried with that Lock person as well, but I got the same thing. It looked like two square brackets with nothing between them

Datr - [ Icarus takes a deep breath, "At least one can hope." ]

Elar - Welp. Uhm. I'm not sure what else we can do. Cole? Any ideas?

Cole - None, unfortunately

Datr - [ Icarus growls before wincing slightly, "Fuck." ]

Cole - I wish i could do more, unfortunately i am powerless to help

Elar - Same here. I'm sorry Icarus.

Datr - [ "I wished there wa-" ]

Datr - [End Frequency]

Elar - Heh?

Cole - What?

Elar - The hell happened?