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redshiftrp2020-01-01 06:40 pm
redshiftnpc) wrote in redshiftrp2020-01-01 06:40 pm
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[ The communicator bobs, turns, points at the floor. There’s muttering from a voice some of Anchor’s residents will recognize. When the camera rights itself, it’s a close-up of Creepy Joe’s face, the eye that was formerly sealed shut now open and writhing with tiny flower-like tentacles. His other is steady, crazed blue.
His mouth is still twisted, his lips still curving upward on the ruined side of his face, not quite hiding teeth too long and sharp for a human mouth. There’s movement behind and between his teeth, though it’s hard to see what it is until he opens his mouth--more tentacles, tiny flailing things growing from the insides of his cheeks, the roof of his mouth, his tongue. They make him lisp hoarsely as he talks.]
Don’t go down. Don’t do it. You’ll open the way to worse things, worse things, worse.
[ He glances behind him, and in spite of the close angle, some at Anchor might also recognize where he is. In his little hole in the wall, where he was recording the actions of Anchor’s new residents. ]
Trust me. I came back, didn’t I? I came back to help.
His mouth is still twisted, his lips still curving upward on the ruined side of his face, not quite hiding teeth too long and sharp for a human mouth. There’s movement behind and between his teeth, though it’s hard to see what it is until he opens his mouth--more tentacles, tiny flailing things growing from the insides of his cheeks, the roof of his mouth, his tongue. They make him lisp hoarsely as he talks.]
Don’t go down. Don’t do it. You’ll open the way to worse things, worse things, worse.
[ He glances behind him, and in spite of the close angle, some at Anchor might also recognize where he is. In his little hole in the wall, where he was recording the actions of Anchor’s new residents. ]
Trust me. I came back, didn’t I? I came back to help.
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I'm... here to help. I'm helping you.
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I don't want to tell you.
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Why not?
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What are you talkin' about? You know us as well as we know you.
Which is to say, not at all, babe.
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[ Silence. ] The kids. Trust the kids.
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You know, showing your face again wasn't your brightest idea. For what it's worth, I'm not going to take you apart. Can't say the same for everyone else.
[If Scaramouche had wanted to exterminate the rat, he would have done it long before now.]
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[Looks like their conversation has come full circle.]
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I won't let them hurt me. I won't let any of you hurt me. Won't let it happen.
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I'll meet you. Somewhere safe.
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Where? Now?
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In the park. On the white bridge. I'll say when.
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