Jeremy's been having a fine couple of days. No anxiety, no tenuous social standing, no problems! Which feels... eerie, and familiar, but good. It's good. Everything's fine -
Until he takes a tele-pad shortly before they're reported as broken. A headache - no, a migraine, not that Jeremy has had one before - knocks him on his ass as he swears he hears a familiar voice. It starts in the back of his mind and forces itself to the forefront.
The shouts in Japanese don't make any more sense to Jeremy than the swirling hallucinations (which fade into auras and then nothingness as he gets his bearings). When it's over, something in his head slots into place. Jeremy's not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he's had his world flipped and turned upside down enough times to realize that something odd is going on. And there's always been one specific person who can fix it.
Rich.
He's gotta find Rich again.
Jeremy shakily gets to his feet and makes for the park where he last saw Rich. As he passes through busy walkways and narrow corridors, his head filling up with spiraling worry until he's outright sprinting.
(A digital display on the sidewalk lights up under his feet, trilling out a note with every footstep until Jeremy's gone again.)
ii. wildcard [[I had no other plans for Jeremy as a fourth waller, but if you would like to interact with him, please do so!]]
Jeremy Heere | Be More Chill (musical) | Day 5
Jeremy's been having a fine couple of days. No anxiety, no tenuous social standing, no problems! Which feels... eerie, and familiar, but good. It's good. Everything's fine -
Until he takes a tele-pad shortly before they're reported as broken. A headache - no, a migraine, not that Jeremy has had one before - knocks him on his ass as he swears he hears a familiar voice. It starts in the back of his mind and forces itself to the forefront.
The shouts in Japanese don't make any more sense to Jeremy than the swirling hallucinations (which fade into auras and then nothingness as he gets his bearings). When it's over, something in his head slots into place. Jeremy's not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he's had his world flipped and turned upside down enough times to realize that something odd is going on. And there's always been one specific person who can fix it.
Rich.
He's gotta find Rich again.
Jeremy shakily gets to his feet and makes for the park where he last saw Rich. As he passes through busy walkways and narrow corridors, his head filling up with spiraling worry until he's outright sprinting.
(A digital display on the sidewalk lights up under his feet, trilling out a note with every footstep until Jeremy's gone again.)
ii. wildcard
[[I had no other plans for Jeremy as a fourth waller, but if you would like to interact with him, please do so!]]