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spiteforthecamera) wrote2019-11-02 06:25 pm
spiteforthecamera) wrote2019-11-02 06:25 pm
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[ Crawling through the vents, you'll find it the air to be heavy; something resounds at the very base, something that must be underneath the Game Tower, but you're not certain exactly what it could be - still, the lubdub, lubdub of it all sounds strangely like it could be a heartbeat.
The building trembles, just as you crawl over a vent: conveniently, it opens, and you find yourself falling into a dimly lit room, with nothing to cushion your fall. It's not a particularly tall room, but with how small you are, that's going to hurt pretty bad. There is a large plasma screen that goes wall to wall hooked to the farthest end from them - aside from that, the room is empty, despite the lubdub rhythmic thrum of electricity. The room is perhaps surprisingly warm.
On the big screen, a young woman sits in a completely different room: it looks like a quaint, wooden floored bedroom, with the walls painted a pleasant pastel pink and stuffed animals on the bed. The young woman sits daintily on a wooden chair with a teddy bear on her lap; when she opens her mouth, her words betray her otherwise pleasantly girlish voice: ]
Can a girl do fucking anything around here without someone trying to break in!? What the everloving fuck do you want, shitheads.
The building trembles, just as you crawl over a vent: conveniently, it opens, and you find yourself falling into a dimly lit room, with nothing to cushion your fall. It's not a particularly tall room, but with how small you are, that's going to hurt pretty bad. There is a large plasma screen that goes wall to wall hooked to the farthest end from them - aside from that, the room is empty, despite the lubdub rhythmic thrum of electricity. The room is perhaps surprisingly warm.
On the big screen, a young woman sits in a completely different room: it looks like a quaint, wooden floored bedroom, with the walls painted a pleasant pastel pink and stuffed animals on the bed. The young woman sits daintily on a wooden chair with a teddy bear on her lap; when she opens her mouth, her words betray her otherwise pleasantly girlish voice: ]
Can a girl do fucking anything around here without someone trying to break in!? What the everloving fuck do you want, shitheads.
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...well who does he bite now...........
Hey, is the floor moving? Is that the dizziness talking, or-- like, when did this start. Ceiling, too. The griffin paws the floor, wary.
Maybe he can summon a sword to throw up at the ceiling, that'll do it. Yeah.]
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You could destroy literally fucking anything else, fucknugget! Anyway, I'm not the one who decided to give you that Live! No one asked me for my fucking opinion!
[ with a huff - despite the angry tone, her face doesn't quite match it, looking just Peeved (TM) more than anything. ]
Who am I? Who - Hey, you fucking mutt, can you fucking not.
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[gonna try— placing a hand on him. Hold it for a second—]
Stop squishing the room. We just wanna talk. Or me. I just wanna talk. He’s fucking lousy for it.Then we’ll get out of here.
And we could not destroy some things, but it’s not like you fucking gave us any guidance on what’s okay or not.
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But if he's not gonna make himself useful by finding a way to let him bite the girl in the TV, the griffin's just gonna slink away from him and start sniffing at the corners of the room, looking for a way out from the shrinking deathtrap.]
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[ but, there's a pause: the ceiling and floor stop moving, leaving fairly little breathing room for the two of you now. ]
Fine. What.
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Fine. Tell me what you don’t want destroyed. I could take anyone on Bad End— or any unit.
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The griffin's still not a fan of Jay being in his space... puffs out his wings to nudge him further away.]
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If it sounds like my style, it sounds like you’re reading too much into me being Bad End than anything about me.
What, you can’t figure out a good way to test if I’m being sincere, here?
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Seriously why is he even here. He's so annoying. ZZZap. ZZZZAP.]
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Tell me what you're looking for first and I'll tell you. How's that?
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You’ll tell me, in exchange for me stopping people from destroying the things you want us to stop fucking with?
[a glance at griffin. They came here for nemesis and hurricane, but]
Where’s the dungeon set that everyone’s got their eyes on?
You tell me that, and I’ll personally stop anyone from messing with your city.
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If clawing won't work, maybe smacking it will. ZZZAP. ZZZZAAPP! His fur is staticky from so many electric jolts.]
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Dungeon set? Dungeon set, dungeon set . . .
[ thoughtful ]
If you're looking for it here, it must be part of a game.
[ there's a pause, as the gears turn. finally: ]
You're talking about the House of Mirth. Did you avoid it or something when you were playing?
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The fucking ghost murder house?
No, didn’t avoid that place at all.
So we could get there— and the shit I heard about the owner wasn’t an exaggeration.
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[ with a shrug, motion somewhat janky ]
Oh, you're looking for the fucking kids. Yeah, not gonna find them here - try, like, literally anywhere else?
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Wow, someone here's got two brain cells! More than I can say about your other half, here.
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Look, he’s normally at least smart enough to not actively hurt himself over something this dumb.
But alright. You want me to keep people from destroying shit around you? I can do that.
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Can I get a name, if we’re gonna make this deal official?
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Hotel and area around here.
Got it. Now... can you show us the exit?
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One exit, coming up ♥
[ with a flip of her hand - this time, the tiles move underneath you to flip like a trapdoor: by the end, you're suddenly in . . .
the hotel lobby? ]