call_me_spooky | Entries tagged with existential crises are annoying

This again? If I suffer through enough of them, do I get a prize of some sort?

I wouldn't even bother, except-- what if...

It's worth the annoyance, for the slim chance.

Hit me. Just not literally. I'm sick of the damn hospital.

[ooc; he has no fourth wall at the best of times |D do whatcha like. <33]

I've seen this one before, I think.

All right, say whatever you've got to say.

[ooc: He's from season 6, but idc if you spoilz him really. :/ whatever, go nuts~!]

Okay. That whole David Duchovny thing? Disregard it. Never heard of him. Never met him. Not him. Yes, I know, look like him, I really don't want to hear it because it's pretty damn creepy.

But what the hell is going on today? People are shouting about aliens and invasions and, uh, what?

Seriously, guys, what's going on today?

[ooc: His fourth wall is flimsy anyway so do whatcha like! ~~BONUS POINTS FOR TEACUP PICTURES~~. If anything is questionable to his sanity his memory will be fuzzy on the morrow so have at 'im <3 tags will be slow til this afternoon, sorry! ilu poly.]

I'm David Duchovny.

( Flagged to the Police Force; Not Filtered from Public )

Very stylish, that weather. More horror-flick than gothic novel, maybe, but stylish nonetheless. I didn't see anything in particular-- not clearly, anyway-- but I think I'm getting the gist of this curse stuff. So, fun like that happens on a regular basis, huh?

You guys can consider this a public service announcement: I am not, nor have I ever been, David Duchovney. While I appreciate the enthusiastic reactions mentioning this handsome man elicits, I'm not him, I've never heard of him and I don't really want to hear about him. ~~Not even the stuff involving Tea Leoni.~~ Reality is more subjective than usual around here.

Rumors of my being Fox Mulder are, however, completely accurate.

[ooc: canonically the years don't entirely add up but that's more or less an accurate resume for him :3 Unless it clashes with anyone else's preferences, Policefolk can assume he'll be in at some point tomorrow to do whatever he needs to for ya ♥ AND, per his PSA-- I don't mind the 4th walling, but he does, hah.]

We seek to persuade ourselves that the fabric of time and space is whole; we speak, if at all, of a tear, as though some fundamental, solid reality has been violated. A wound through which we pass out of our rightful world into some other space, some other time; another world.
And yet, in spite of all evidence to the contrary, we want to believe that this fabric is tightly-woven and in and of itself, inviolate. This place makes me wonder, though; are there cracks through which we've slipped, somehow passing in between the warp and the woof into this City? Perhaps the weave is not so fine; stories, images, lives trickle from one to another, distorted and reflected, as we've fallen through into this one.

My name is Fox Mulder. I ended up here yesterday, and I've already been told I'm stuck. So... Might as well get the practical stuff dealt with-- I need a place to live. Couch is fine if no one's got an extra bedroom. I don't take up much space since I've got nothing with me. Happy to start paying my share of rent once I get a job. I don't mind rooming with people who think I'm fictional, provided you promise to be gentle with the existential crises.

Which, uh, brings me to the other matter. I guess I'm probably going to apply to join the police here, and they'd like a couple of letters of reference if it's possible. Which I guess, under the circumstances, it might be. So, does anyone want to recommend me to them? Only the nice stuff, please.

nobody down here

but the fbi's most unwanted

x - 0035 [Ghost in the Machine]

x - 0029 [Folie a Deux]

x - 0011 [Jump the Shark]

x - 0010 [Hollywood AD]

x - 0003 [Improbable]

x - 0002 [The Beginning]

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