Anon-jims - Jim News

Of course, we can’t leave them behind. I’m unsure of how to free them from the cobras spell, but maybe a system reboot would work on Google. I’m not sure about the Host unfortunately. Maybe use the ‘Ok Google’ command to reboot Google. One at a time, we’ll try and figure out how to save them.

"Ok, that might work- hope Google doesn't hate us too much for it."

°My first thought for the Host was "cognitive recalibration" but this isn't the Marvel universe and I'm not Black Widow°

"And he bleeds enough as is, whacking him on the head is a last resort at best, we don't want to hurt them. Let's just hope this works."

Hello? Is there someone else here? -Anon-Google

*At the same time as CJ signs Google's name, RJ shouts "Google?! It's us- the Jims!"*

*both look more hopeful now. Sure there was an infinite seeming darkness around them and there was still a giant snake, but if they could find eachother they could figure out a way to get out.*

*the kitten pops from the collar of his shirt* mew:3 *he snuck on. how?*

*the man outright screams, sheds his outerwear in record speed, and is behind his origional chair way faster than seemed logical. Then again, judging by their face and voice, it was kind of obvious logic was going to be a little wonky, even for them. Their voice was a little deeper, maybe a little rougher, but it did sound like..*

¶What, what the fuck?!¶

*Jim.*

*a balck kitten with white ears pops their head between a door* mew? *they're lost*

*RJ jumps a little before freezing, mostly because to him it looked like the door had opened by itself and his nerves were a little strung out still from a combination of recent events and coffee, but at the sight of the kitten his jaw goes slack for a moment. There's a kitten. In his house. He didn't lock the door.*

"H-hi there, where did you come from?"

°CJ at this point took notice, and stared wide eyed at the tiny black fluff of an animal in the doorway. He sets down his mug just to express how were they so tiny, how did they get here, who's lost baby is this???°

"No idea, but I should get the door soon- hey little guy, or gal, or pal, you like burger meat?"

Anti anxiety.

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*NJ grabs a cup out of the cabinet as RJ nods and slides into the kitchen. The mug is handed over, coffee is poured, and the reporter calls over.*

"What do you take in it?"

"Hiya!"

°Oh- hello there!°

*RJ waves with a hand not occupied by a book.*

"Hi!"

*NJ gives a wave from the kitchen.*

*A door bursts open.* ɦɛʟʟօ, ʝɨʍ ȶաɨռֆ. -⏱

*the duo jump slightly, mildly startled by the abrupt door sounds, but quickly compose themselves*

"Hello there!"

°there's a wave, then the camera focuses on you°

((A drawing of the Jims))

*They stare at the camera for a few seconds before slamming the door. The door bursts open again, this time a giant void colored cobra is the one that opened it.* Hҽʅʅσ. -⏳

*in a moment of almost cartoonish twin action, both of them each raised the same eyebrow at the sudden departure. Though the instant both of them registered that there's a /giant snake/ right in front of them-*

"Oh my god, you're talking. The snake can talk how is that possible-!? Can we interview you?? You're a talking snake how in heck-. Wait, are you a snake? A real snake? Like a shady lab experiment??"

°Or have all animals always been able to talk and it's like in Zookeeper-°

"Or are you something more mysterious? Wait, really important first question- are you going to eat us?"

°...A concern I'm also having now, no offense to you Serpent°