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As soon as Atticus is in the desk chair he presses the hidden panel Mordred had shown him oh so long ago, letting the workstation unfold from within the desk. There were several security codes and passwords that Atticus probably shouldn't have memorised, but he totally did as soon as he saw Mordred type them in. Granted, if the king didn't want him to know, he wouldn't have been so blatant about it. Last time he had used this it was to learn more about Pellam. He only pulls up one file on Project Avalon, detailing part of the creation process, before he closes it and moves on. Atticus seems to process information inhumanly fast as he clicks open files and pulls up information. The tremors are shaking him to the core, and occasionally the screen will blink, but he's holding on, knuckles white, and teeth gritted to keep looking. "No...No..." This wasn't working, and they were running out of time. He pulls open drawers and rifles through them, though quickly decides just to remove all the papers inside and store them away. He could look at those later, but right now he needed to find- A click comes from one of the drawers as Atticus feels inside. Then there's a hidden compartment. Is this? No, it wasn't. He takes the torn photo that is hidden within with him anyways and turns back to the computer. Ugh, this didn't make sense, either. Mordred was a severely organised man. He'd have to keep a note somewhere... "AGH!" Atticus shouts in frustration, pulling at his hair. "Nothing! There's nothing!" None of this made sense. It never made sense int he first place. why had Mordred been separated from his original body? Where had he gone in the first place, and where was he now? It didn't make sense. What if the same thing happened again? What if Mordred was back in an in between space. Or worse...What if he was gone for good? No. No, Atticus wasn't going to lose Mordred yet. There was so much he still needed from him. There would have to be a backup plan. "Turing, there has to be blood somewhere in this lab." Atticus announces, suddenly looking at the robot again, as if he totally hadn't forgotten he was here this time. "We need it." He's already standing up, already pushing himself towards cabinets on shaking, weak legs. Determination seems to be trying its hardest to mask the icy fear that has seized up in veins.
-sobs at morty's good tree making skills- ;0;
Atticus clings onto Turing as he finds himself int he robot's hold, trying desperately to fight against his fear to no avail. Turing was right, this earthquake was too long. It was almost like it was something else entirely. Like the building itself would close in... The glass cracks and the poor man winces at that. Not this...Never this...He feels like he's back in a nightmare. It's sickening to think of anything happening to this building while he's inside of it. To think of anything happening to Turing. To Mordred. And Turing's suggestion to leave him behind feels even worse. Could he do that? He too couldn't transfer conscious things. It made sense but...He lost Mordred. "I can't lose you too." Query echoes a loud song of worry as well, though it might just be a warning as a loud crash sounds somewhere below them. "This isn't right." Atticus repeats, deciding that there were more important things at hand than arguing about how to save each other. They need to get out as soon as possible. "Can you get me to the desk chair?"
Atticus visibly relaxes as Turing speaks. "I don't know. Something's really gone wrong." This, coupled with Mordred's phone issue, was a bad situation. Atticus didn't know what was happening, but he knew he hated it. As a particularly strong wave of seismic energy runs over the building, Atticus yelps and clings more frantically to Turing. "I need to get to his desk." He points towards the desk in the center of the room. There's nothing on it that would indicate it's anything but a desk, there's not even any equipment on it. But the room is shaking and Atticus seems very adamant to get to that desk, even as he seems very not wanting to walk away from this wall. Query pipes up from Atticus's hip, a very urgent tone much like a fire alarm or a siren. "We can't leave, I need to get to the desk." But when Atticus tries to let go and take a step his knees buckle.
I am the Moth, King of Moths! Also known as 'resident royalty' and 'the guy crying in the corner'.
You may refer to me as "your Mothjesty", "Sire", "your Worship", or, simply, Moth. Either way you should refer to me using he/him pronouns and the proper royal greeting.
All moths are my subjects by default, but if anyone wants to join my kingdom, all you must do is ask. My army is currently recruiting, as we are in need of soldiers to fight in the impending Great Squirrel War.
Approach me with topics of cosplay, video games, theatre, and trees, and I will answer with much interest. Is not gay for tree (is really gay for tree). Is not all blushy for a fish girl (you know he c;). Self proclaimed Narrator's #1 fan, but considering how many fans there are of him, it's not too unlikely.
If you're new and you got a wishlist grant from me, it means I was prowling the welcome threads.
I've reached the point where I have more art than profile, so here's an album: Here
Moth Coat of Arms by Himothchi (i luv it)
Moth Kingdom Members:
Ser Laurel Nobilis, Knight of Grace
Knight Lieutenant Umbralumen
Ser Lapin litenkanin
Snek Knight Grand Officer Voldemortimer
the Most Honourable Himothchi, Marquis de Moths
Kochab, Knave of Moths, Master of Mischief and Mayhem
Skeleboy Mafic, the One With the Shovel
Sir Elfy, Knight of Cabbage
Ser Shazzbaa Knight of the Cute
Ser Boo the Incorrigible
Picture by Schience (Who I love very very much)
Discord 2017 Swap gift from Noxlamenta
"A benevolent and cheerful ruler, usually accompanied by his loyal subjects. What do you mean they're butterflies? No- stop! Ok- same difference, really!!" -Quinineer
"owns many moths, they are good and pure moths. A big fan of the tree people, very good. Has a very nice totally-not-butterflies outfit! Impressive typing skills for a moth. Better than me! 10/10" -TheHeroicOne
"A moth with a keyboard. A very good moth that loves trees and his subjects. Likes theatre quite a bit. Overall, one of the most interesting and kind moths I have ever met." -Pastelion
"A wonderful moth friend and benevolent ruler, who never ceases to bring a smile to my face (along with their subjects). Really loves the Dryads (and therefore has good taste). Sent everyone super sweet Palentine's gifts. 10/10 would befriend again. I just hope they don't get too tired hopping from key to key!" -Himochi
"The coolest Moth King around, beautiful color pallet happening on their avatar rn. Is currently blind I think? also i heard they were gay for tree" -Flowerly
Picture by Ko
Morty is the BEST and keeps drawing cute pictures
Morty is beautiful and lovely and very much loved. I love Morty more than silk.