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[oh_negative]

 

Hello, you've reached the voicemail of Dr. James Wilson. Please leave a message and I will get back to you as soon as I can.

(no need to plot with me before messaging wilson!!)

 

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@duster, text, night of day 138;

[bywolves]

[ HELLO WILSON you can blame this message on a one (1) Alfie Solomons. Royce chooses voice to text because the screen hurts, and because he doesn't want Wilson, a person he barely knows, to hear how rough he sounds. ]

What do you know about concussions?

text

[oh_negative]

[Wilson frowns at the username, trying to remember who exactly he's dealing with before he responds. House mentioned a Duster... He's either the vampire or the half-elf, he's pretty sure.

Regardless, Wilson is still Wilson.]

Hi there. I'm a doctor, so I know a thing or two about concussions. Though I assume you already know that and that's why you've contacted me. Have you experienced head trauma recently?

[bywolves]

I do. Solomons told me.

Was hit in the head a few days ago. Headache, dizzy. Not as nauseated. Blurry vision, sometimes. What do I do to make it stop?

@Mnemosyne; voice; Day 136

[bookofnope]

Dr. Wilson, good morning. This is going to be an incredibly awkward conversation, so let's get a few things out of the way first. You are a colleague of Dr. House, and he's warned you about me. Am I right on both counts?

[This is the dread Mnemosyne, or his voice at least. Flat. Slightly hoarse. Ordinary. All business, really.

Business is going to suck.]

audio

[oh_negative]

[Wilson sighs as he opens up the message waiting for him. Amazing. He shouldn't have gone along with House's plan to pretend they didn't know each other; it's not like it worked, anyway. Wilson's already come into contact with pretty much everyone that House warned him about. What's one more?

When he answers, he sounds a little tired, but not unpleasant. He's using his Doctor Voice.]

Yes, and yes. You've probably noticed that he's not very good at making friends, though. I've taken all his advice with a grain of salt. Can I help you with something?

> video

[bookofnope]

[Not bad for a start, maybe. Beckett considers for a moment, and then switches the feed to video, since they'll be working on trust here. He's not much to look at, either, a gaunt, sickly man who for some reason wears tinted glasses despite the absence of any sunlight to speak of. Looking like an animated corpse may be alarming, but a lot of people in Norfinbury are developing the look.]

We've all noticed, yes. [There's a hint of a wry grin.] I can assure you that I don't mean you any harm. Whether I can say the same about him... that, as well as whether you can help me, might depend. How close is your relationship?

@captaininvincible; text; Day 141

[notaquaman]

THIS EMAIL IS CURSED!!! BY OPENING IT YOU ARE NOW ALSO CURSED!!!

The curse has downloaded itself to your tablet, and soon it will change you too. In the end, this is what happened to the previous victims that the Admin brought to Norfinbury...true story, they were all turned into anomalies by the cursed force inside their tablets...! The only way to stop the curse from taking you over and causing you to wander in the snow forever is if you forward this email to five people within the next hour. Will you break the curse, or will you be doomed to wander as a mindless hungry monster until the end of time?!

THE CLOCK IS TICKING...

text

[oh_negative]

[Wilson knows a chain email when he sees one, but... He's also new here.]

Hi there. Just checking--Is this something I should be worried about?

Day 143; morning; private; @username

[advanced]

[It's taken him a while to trawl the network and find someone House seemed to care about. It was a brief throwaway comment by this man, Wilson, but he went silent on it straight after. Just like when he had told Steve to keep it private, or so he assumes. It's his best bet so far.]

You're a friend of Dr. House, correct?

text

[oh_negative]

[Wilson momentarily places his head in his hands before responding. Not another one...]

Friend is a strong word. We're colleagues.

@itsybitsy; audio; night 144 (after lockdown? sure)

[redrooms]

Hello, Dr. Wilson. My name is Natasha Romanov. We haven't met, but you're House's coworker, correct? The Joker seems to have taken an interest in you.

[She attaches a handy dandy link.]

Where are you? I'd like to help, if I can.

audio

[oh_negative]

[Oh, good. Only good news in this message. Nothing but good news. Wilson sighs heavily before responding.]

Hi there, Ms. Romanov. I believe I've seen you around the network, and yes, House and I work together. [Is that even a secret anymore? God.

He takes a look at link and... Great. For a moment, he wonders if he should've tried harder to keep their friendship a secret, but it's not like it would've mattered with the Joker anyway.]

Thank you for showing this to me. Do you think this is a serious threat, then? Or just a way to taunt House? [He wants to believe it's just the latter, but he has a feeling he won't be so lucky.] And, um, I believe we're making our way back to the tunnel soon. The one newly discovered in the residential area. I've heard the tunnels are rather treacherous, though; I'm not sure the Joker will be able to follow us in his current condition.

[Also because he's evidently busy tormenting one of the other doctors... But Wilson's not going to bring that up. He just hopes the fellow is okay.]

@makeme; audio; Day 141

[coyoteking]

Hey, uh, you Doctor Wilson? Dumb question, whatever.

Duster told me to contact you. What do you know about treating like, missing fingers and eyes? Also neck mauling.

audio; Night 142

[oh_negative]

[Oh, dear. Wilson recognizes Charles immediately. He's one of the poor guys that got attacked by the vampire yesterday. What a mess. Is this town usually so embroiled in drama and in-fighting?]

Hi there. Yes, I'm Dr. Wilson. Do you still need medical assistance? I'm sorry that I couldn't get back to you sooner. [What with being a hostage and all...]

@ASolomons; audio; evening 150

[devoutish]

Dr. Wilson, yeah, hello. I hear you're holed up with my group tonight.

audio

[oh_negative]

Oh, hi there. It's possible. Who's your group?

@itsybitsy; audio; night 149

[redrooms]

Dr. Wilson, it's Natasha. I have a friend with frostbite, and I'm hoping you can help.

[Straight to the point!]

audio

[oh_negative]

Hi, Natasha. I'm not sure how much I'll be able to help from a distance and in this weather, but I'm happy to try. I need to see the damage, I'm afraid. Are you with your friend now?

@username; text; private; evening 157

[advanced]

[It's passing through the pharmacy (and collecting the Vicodin not prescribed to him along the way) that makes him realise he needs to refill his prescription just in case. But he can't go to Watson again. Not after everything that's happened.

Wilson isn't a great choice either, not with his apparent connections to House, but he's the best of a bad lot.]

I need a prescription filled. Fentora 30 mcg/kg.

text

[oh_negative]

[Oh my god Bucky put the Vicodin back and let Wilson rest...]

May I ask why? Fentora is serious medication.

@duster, video, Day 164 evening

[bywolves]

[ He's still grouchy about doctors in general, but after lockdown, Royce calls Wilson. ]

Are these going to hurt a little girl if she takes them? [ And here is a picture of Royce's bottle of pain pills - just regular over the counter ibuprofen. Royce is very careful to not let the camera show his face. Or his hood. ]

audio

[oh_negative]

[Ah. This fellow again. Well, at least he's getting right down to business.]

Is that ibuprofen? Yes, that's probably safe to give to a child. How old is she and about how much does she weigh?

@309_W1C_2DZ; audio; afternoon 166

[howdull]

[Sherlock has very carefully researched all the doctors in the provided guide, cross referencing them with John to see who would be safe to talk to and who wouldn't. From what he's gleaned about Wilson, the sympathetic route is the one to go down.

So he's using audio, and he's making his voice tremble and sound in pain.]

Ah--uh, Dr. Wilson? Please, I need your help, I found your name on the guide.

audio

[oh_negative]

[Wilson is distracted. House is gone, and Amber's here, but he can't go find her just yet. He's got to finish this food run. Just a few more days of this Hsiaoke Pass nonsense...

And what's this strange username doing in his inbox? He answers as he's traversing the rickety apartment terrain.]

Oh, um, hello. Yes, I'm Dr. Wilson. Welcome to Norfinbury. [He says this flatly. There's no other way to say it, really.] What do you need?

@hotstud_xxx; text; Night 175

[rubikscomplex]

[House has gone through chunks of wall in the museum. He's exhausted, he's frustrated, and he's just honestly lonely. Brian and Jade aren't really the company he wants right now.

House is well aware that going cold turkey on anti-depression meds is bad for a number of reasons. The wild mood swings and intense misery he's been experiencing since yesterday are some of these reasons. But what else is he supposed to do? It's pointless to take them. They'd made him complacent around Ecks. He'd let her get as close as she had because he'd been in a good mood.

It's around 3 AM when Wilson gets a text from House.]

where the hell are you?
i need your help
it's these goddamn freaking dolls
we need to find more of them
look for eyes
look for mirrors
look for weird crap and draw eyes
we need those goddamn dolls