If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”
that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
always reblog tumblr identification
This is an absolute tumblr relic. I feel like an archaeologist right now. This is incredible that this is on my dash.
this is from an era long passed
Old or not, this is the first time I’ve heard of this, and yet I am pretty sure, at some point in time, I’ve actually had someone randomly comment on my shoelaces.
The silence between them was uncomfortable, to say the least. After everybody calmed down, they decide to get out before somebody else arrived. They were now in one of the computer rooms on the main level, trying to get some information about themselves and that place.
Anti, controlling the electricity, had tried to connect to the computers only to be denied access. He started to get impatient.
“Ugh, I can’t get in!”
Sparks of green electricity covered the doctors hands. In the moment she was about to touch the computer, Chase made Anti take a step back.
“Calm down, would ya? We don’t want you to fry this thing!”
“What’d ye expect me to do, then!?”
Schneeplestein, that was reading some papers on a desk, turned his attention to both men.
“Doesn’t she have zee codes to zis whole place?”
Anti and Chase looked at each other.
“What would we do without ya, Schneep?” said Anti, while sitting down. “Gimme me a sec.”
The doctor closed her eyes.
Anti searched through the woman’s brain, passing by multiple halls and doors. He didn’t had time to snoop through her memories yet, but he was curious to. He found her crying while curled in a dark corner. He got closer to her and crouched, trying to look her in the eyes.
“Hey, Billy girl! Time to get back to reality and do something helpful for once.”
She flinched when he tried to touch her.
“Oh c’mon, I’m not gonna hurt cha now!”
“Please, let me go!” she was starting to panic. “I want to go home!”
“Fine! Ya know what, if you help us out of here I’ll let ya go!
Her eyes lit up with suspicion and hope.
“You pro–promise?”
Anti rolled his eyes and sighed.
“Yeh yeh, I promise.” He reached to her and touched her temple. “Now let’s get to work.”
With a gasp, the doctor got back to have control over her own body.
“Hey, Doc.” said Chase, with a nervous smile. “Welcome back.”
The doctor didn’t said a thing, occupied at looking around. She stopped when she looked at her reflection in one of the computer screens.
The woman looked like a nightmare. Her previously blond hair was sticking to her neck and face, encrusted in blood. All of her was covered in blood. She quickly hopped out of the chair and ran to the nearest WC, trying not to look at the fallen bodies in her way.
Billy turned on a faucet as soon as she entered the bathroom. With the cold water, she tried to scrub most of the dried blood out of her face and hair. Tears got mixed with the now pink water, all of that going down the drain.
She dried herself with some papers towels and then took a deep breath, going back to the room.
She sat at the computer and started unlocking the necessary codes.
All that time she was trying not to think about running away to her family. She knew that Anti was watching her in silence. She tried to hide her thoughts from him the best she could. What if he was lying about letting her go? She couldn’t die, she had her ba-
“Oh, a daughter!” Anti giggled. “I new ya were married, but ye never tolled us you had a babe!”
“Shut up! She got nothing to do with this!”
She closed her mouth when she noticed she had screamed the words outside her head. The other clones were watching her with wide eyes. Anti was laughing.
“Ups, did I hit a sore spot?”
The woman closed her fists, her maternal instincts kicking in.
“It’s everything ok, Dr. Billy?” asked Jackieboy man, with a worried look.
“Yes, I’m fine!”
Ignoring the green glitch in her head, she returned to the work at hands. Inserting the last necessary passwords, she got access to the clone’s and subject zero records.
“Here they are.”
“Good girl!”
She went trough the files while explaining some details, the men asking questions around her.
“You kept tags on him!?” asked one of them.
“Yes, subject zero is being under observation since he was released. It’s a way of knowing of any problems and/or side effects.”
“And he is ein Youtuber? Vat is that?
“It’s a person that does all kinds of videos online. Sean here plays video games and goes by the online name of Jacksepticeye.”
“Oh, cool!” exclaimed Chase.
Explaining, the doctor started pulling some photos of Jack in various situations. At conventions, at home, while walking, at the gym, with friends.
“And the fucker has green hair, just like me!”
“And he has a girlfriend!” said Marvin, while looking at one of the photos of the couple. “She’s very pretty!”
They continued reading and asking questions for some more time until something snapped their attention.
“Is that an helicopter?
They all held their breaths, trying to better caption the sound that was coming from outside.
“Oh, fuck me!”
“Crap! C’mon, we gotta go!”
The group run out of the room until they got to the reception, where a big glass door showed the world outside.
The parking lot in the front of the building was filled with armored trucks, armed men taking positions while three helicopters flied above.
“Doc, please tell me that this place has an underground garage?” asked Chase, without taking his eyes of the threat ahead.
“Follow me!”
They followed the woman until a small garage, where a few cars where parked. Billy went directly to a gray 2016 Honda Odyssey, got on the drivers seat and started the car.
“Get in!”
The egos didn’t need to be ordered twice, and quickly got inside.
“Strap on boys, this is going to be a bumpy ride!” said Billy with a fierce look on her face.
“Wow, this is gonna be fun! I like you like this.”
“Good that I got these before we bailed.” said Chase while taking two firearms from his waistband. “Henrik, take one. Marvin, Jackie, I’m sure you can take care of yourselves. Doc, I cover you.
