60 - Phone/Action
Dec. 25th, 2011 01:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ceasetoexist[Phone - Filtered away from Black Mage]
Hey.
So, you know. I could shout and scream and rant at how people got suckered in by the town again, how I got suckered in again, how everyone got suckered in again by the town, but you know what? I actually have something more important to talk about.
Look. I dunno how many of you idiots heard, but there's a little kid here named Mindy. And, being a little kid, she thought she could fix everything by asking everyone coming together under the stupid Christmas Tree this town put up. She's just a kid, like eight or something, and so she thinks like a kid. And you know? As dumb as thinking that young is...she shouldn't have had what happened.
For those of you not in the know, some psycho killed her yesterday apparently and hung her corpse on the Christmas Tree. I don't know for sure, but I have a pretty good idea who that was, and if you'd like to have a talk with him I don't mind giving you a name and address for him.
...But she shouldn't have had what happened to her happen. Not even here, where half of us are psycho in some way anyway. A lot of us deserve to be here but she...she doesn't.
I'm not going to give her address out, not to most but...I guess what I'm asking is, if there's any chance I can get people to agree to maybe, I dunno, give her something small, like even a Christmas card or something I could give to her...I'd give it to her. The kid deserves at least that much for this bullcrap. She actually deserves a Christmas.
And you know? For what it's worth, even though I said I wasn't going to do it?
It was us the entire time. We weren't fakes. The town lied.
Surprise.
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Where. Are. You? Are you at home? You better be, and you better be safe, because I'm coming over, got it?
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[Hey folks living at 945? There's a blue-skinned, twelve-year old boy knocking at your door, a Christmas package under his arm. He kind of has a gift for his little friend, and he's damned determined to get it to her and see how she is.]
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[Pokey can be found slowly walking around town, a large spider-mech following him. What used to be commonplace until September has only now started up again, but whereas he used to ride on the mech with gleeful abandon, destroying and smashing anything in front of him for fun, right now the walk is....calm. Like a boy having his dog, who had been sick for a while and was just now recovering, very slowly follow him.
Pokey had been pushing Josephine to her limits the last few days. Now he felt he just needed to let her recuperate. And as she follows, he says small words of encouragement.]
That's it. Just a little more girl. That's good...
[There are few things a boy has more love for than his dog, even if his dog is a giant, monstrous mech.]
Hey.
So, you know. I could shout and scream and rant at how people got suckered in by the town again, how I got suckered in again, how everyone got suckered in again by the town, but you know what? I actually have something more important to talk about.
Look. I dunno how many of you idiots heard, but there's a little kid here named Mindy. And, being a little kid, she thought she could fix everything by asking everyone coming together under the stupid Christmas Tree this town put up. She's just a kid, like eight or something, and so she thinks like a kid. And you know? As dumb as thinking that young is...she shouldn't have had what happened.
For those of you not in the know, some psycho killed her yesterday apparently and hung her corpse on the Christmas Tree. I don't know for sure, but I have a pretty good idea who that was, and if you'd like to have a talk with him I don't mind giving you a name and address for him.
...But she shouldn't have had what happened to her happen. Not even here, where half of us are psycho in some way anyway. A lot of us deserve to be here but she...she doesn't.
I'm not going to give her address out, not to most but...I guess what I'm asking is, if there's any chance I can get people to agree to maybe, I dunno, give her something small, like even a Christmas card or something I could give to her...I'd give it to her. The kid deserves at least that much for this bullcrap. She actually deserves a Christmas.
And you know? For what it's worth, even though I said I wasn't going to do it?
It was us the entire time. We weren't fakes. The town lied.
Surprise.
[Phone - Filtered to Picky]
Where. Are. You? Are you at home? You better be, and you better be safe, because I'm coming over, got it?
[Action - Locked to 945 Beulah]
[Hey folks living at 945? There's a blue-skinned, twelve-year old boy knocking at your door, a Christmas package under his arm. He kind of has a gift for his little friend, and he's damned determined to get it to her and see how she is.]
[Action - Around Town]
[Pokey can be found slowly walking around town, a large spider-mech following him. What used to be commonplace until September has only now started up again, but whereas he used to ride on the mech with gleeful abandon, destroying and smashing anything in front of him for fun, right now the walk is....calm. Like a boy having his dog, who had been sick for a while and was just now recovering, very slowly follow him.
Pokey had been pushing Josephine to her limits the last few days. Now he felt he just needed to let her recuperate. And as she follows, he says small words of encouragement.]
That's it. Just a little more girl. That's good...
[There are few things a boy has more love for than his dog, even if his dog is a giant, monstrous mech.]
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Date: 2011-12-25 07:02 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2011-12-25 07:09 am (UTC)...are you saying she's alive? But... I thought...
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Date: 2011-12-25 07:14 am (UTC)That's horrible... I can't offer much, but if you need a bit of money, or something drawn for her, something special, I can offer my help.
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Date: 2011-12-25 07:18 am (UTC)How do they use phones? Or hold them?
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Date: 2011-12-25 07:29 am (UTC)Ah, hello...
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Date: 2011-12-25 05:41 pm (UTC)Then, in a complete reversal of tone.] I'll have something for her. Where shall I bring it?
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Date: 2011-12-25 06:17 pm (UTC)She starts to pad over to him.]
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Date: 2011-12-25 08:01 pm (UTC)Phone
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Date: 2011-12-25 09:42 pm (UTC)Now then, I suppose you wish to tell me just who the hell this man is? [ Oh. Yep. She's pissed. Her voice sounds tense at the thought of anyone killing a small child. Not only does she think of her own villagers and the children that definitely deserve to grow up and live, but she also thinks of Nawaki, her own little brother who was killed brutally. It's this type of thing that doesn't sit well, especially if it's senseless and for sadistic pleasure. ]
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From:2/2 james we are finally getting cr!!!!!!!
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Date: 2011-12-25 11:35 pm (UTC)Phone
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Date: 2011-12-25 11:56 pm (UTC)I'll make her something. ...Vulcan. I'll make her a Vulcan. Unu.
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Date: 2011-12-26 12:06 am (UTC)[That's a bit of 'duh' in his tone, right there. But...]
So you beat 'em? Did you get the guy, too?! I'm okay! Key-Fu found me and he like... picked me up and RAN me home!
[Honest curiosity. Honest excitement. And some honest relief, too.]
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Date: 2011-12-26 12:09 am (UTC)[The voice is very, very cold. But then it lightens, somewhat.]
...I think I have something I could give her. Yes. I... come to think of it, I do.
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Date: 2011-12-26 12:42 am (UTC)[That is all Bazett can snarl out once she hears about the girl's murder. She is angry--at the one who did it, at the town, and at herself. She had promised to meet the girl at the Christmas tree. However, once the announcement went out, she had been too focused on protecting Tohsaka to do anything else. She cannot help but think that she should have been there. If so, perhaps she could have protected the girl. Perhaps, the killing would not have happened.]
[There is nothing she can do other than try to punish the one that did it. She cannot reverse time and stop the killing; and she does not know what sort of presents she can get the girl. However, now that her magic circuits are back, she should be easily be able to kill the murderer.]
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Date: 2011-12-26 05:05 am (UTC)(Engie's in a somber mood; he didn't kill anyone, no, but hearing about what happened to Mindy...that's horrible.)
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Date: 2011-12-27 01:34 am (UTC)But--how could she get Christmas presents if she's dead?
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Date: 2011-12-27 03:59 am (UTC)Aaaalso, are you okay? Actually, scratch that. There's no way you're okay. But is there anything I can do for you?
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