[ there's definitely a skinny little hispanic guy in a labcoat and glasses around town today, and he appears to be taking notes where he goes. he also appears to be faintly distressed, and keeps offering furtive glances over his shoulder, or up at the sky, or in the direction of various shops. he also uses his pen very, very gingerly, as if afraid it might explode or someone might yell at him for it.
he's been in night vale too long, really, and carlos keeps expecting the sheriff's secret police to show up. (pretty much everything is illegal in night vale, after all.)
to be honest, he's also a little bit.. lonely, maybe. which is weird, since he's surrounded by people. but none of those people are cecil. in fact, none of these people are even remotely like cecil, and this place isn't like night vale, and maybe he should be grateful for something vaguely resembling normality, but.. well. after dating an eldritch horror that moonlights as a charming radio host for a few months, it's amazing how your perception of what's 'normal' changes. ]
carlos (the scientist) | welcome to night vale (slightly au) | 5
he's been in night vale too long, really, and carlos keeps expecting the sheriff's secret police to show up. (pretty much everything is illegal in night vale, after all.)
to be honest, he's also a little bit.. lonely, maybe. which is weird, since he's surrounded by people. but none of those people are cecil. in fact, none of these people are even remotely like cecil, and this place isn't like night vale, and maybe he should be grateful for something vaguely resembling normality, but.. well. after dating an eldritch horror that moonlights as a charming radio host for a few months, it's amazing how your perception of what's 'normal' changes. ]