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@w.graham; night 299 - video [ Let reports of questionable life choices continue! ]

[OOC - CW: Mention of self harm]

[ Good evening fellow snobos, it would appear that the reports of questionable life choices continues to roll in; Rhys started a trend.

It is another video, coming from the user name w.graham and featuring that same gentleman. It’s hard to tell if he looks worse than before, because he tended to look terrible in general. What is different is he looks a bit more exasperated than he had the last time.

As he takes a breath to start speaking, the voice of one Gregory House, comes across first, calling from somewhere off screen. ]

Don't forget to call them snowhellions! And remember it's Hotstud first! Then Graham Cracker.

[ Will just sighs and rubs his hand over his face, before he gets started. ]

Good evening.

House and I have a couple of new discoveries we've been tracking over the past week or two and inspired by Rhys, we thought we'd share...

First things first! If you change something in a place, freaking tell me. I maintain the building guide and map, people. Contrary to popular opinion, I'm not psychic. You move crap, paint new symbols, or smash in symbols tell me. And get before and after pics. I don't need a conversation. Neither of us wants a conversation, just where, what, and pics or it didn't happen!

[ Will pauses for a moment, his eyes casting towards the direction the voice is speaking, and he’ll inquire, with polite sarcasm. ]

Done? [ There is a pause and a slight narrowing of his eyes, before he remarks in a flat tone. ] As a doctor you know that’s a physical impossibility.

[ A pause, an eyebrow lift -the rude gestures were getting more creative here- and Will shook his head and turned back to the camera. ]

I’ve been told to keep this short, so here goes. We also discovered in building 217 that a combination of blood and fire will result in instant cult membership. [ Here Will rolled up his sleeve, exposing his forearm, complete with healing laceration and the prophet eye burned into the skin above where he’d sliced himself open.

After giving the audience a good view he lowered his arm and took a breath, only to be interrupted again. ]

Don't let Graham Cracker sell you on the platinum membership, folks. The fees include your first-born child, two pints of blood, and a patch of skin. And that doesn't even get you access to the topless lounge. But if you're really in for it, just drip some blood, light a little fire, and you’re good to go. Matching brands and everything.

Did you want to do this? Because I can turn this camera around and... yeah, that’s what I thought.

In building 213 we tried a little tyger, tyger burning bright at night. For those of you who have just arrived, that is the building where Winter died. Apparently if you set the walls on fire, it makes them scream. Like a woman, or a child and the screaming only lets up once the fire wanes.

I think we should light a fire somewhere else. Test this more thoroughly; we’d need a lot more wood though.

Or some bodies.

And this is why people don't wanna be friends with you, Graham Cracker.

Okay back to what matters. Woman or child makes me think Winter or Sam, take your pick. Also the knives stuck in there still won't come out but I couldn't taste anything interesting on 'em.

We do have record of the screaming, if anyone wants to listen for themselves.

Finally the pool in building 216 is a bust. We cracked open the eyes at the bottom, I tried to get a read on the scene, but came up blank, and Mr. Oral fixation over here tried tasting the paint, nothing.

About the only evidence we could nail down was that the symbols look like they were all done around the same time, at least, and same color, but no way to tell if it was more than one person.

[ House's disembodied voice is still coming from somewhere off screen as he takes the wrap-up. ]

Anyone else wanna share? Already tracking the magic brigade over at the high school so we can skip that.

[OOC: House is all comments in blue
Will is all comments in purple
Responses will come from both of them! Assume House is audio only, unless otherwise noted in the comment header! ]

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I would be mildly surprised if you did not already have a fairly good idea.

[Will knows him so well, after all.]

There was no food. It was, however, warm. A good place to spend a day. I believe there is a grocery market nearby. I was planning on making my way there.

[ Will couldn't help the wry sound of amusement that pushed it's way past his throat. ]

Leave it to you to end up in one of the few warm buildings in this entire town. I had to travel for almost a week before I found a hot shower.

[ And he'd only "found" the hot shower because he had caught up with House and House knew where he was going.

Speaking of House.

Will looked up and over at the man he was traveling with and heaved an aggravated sigh. ]

Seriously. Your need to eavesdrop is so great you were determined to keep quiet in hopes that I kept talking until ... when? You passed out and I had to drag both of you?

Here ... [ The camera and tablet began to shift around, as it swung, Hannibal would catch a view of a body laid out on what looked like some sort of plastic fabric. As Hannibal knew Will was traveling with House, the doctor had the span of time it took Will to hand over his tablet and wrestle the curtain away from House to decide if he wanted to stay on the line, or hang up. ]

Edited 2017-11-20 01:32 (UTC)

So I'm talking to your boyfriend now? Do we just do that?

[Hannibal will get a view of House, nose bleeding fairly profusely, and then the view is swung around to the skywalk walkway ahead.]

It's Giac, right? At least I remember having a conversation that didn't actually happen with some art prof with your sn. Or do you prefer the Ripper? My personal fav is Donner Party, if you're looking for suggestion.

[Boyfriend, indeed. That earns an amused lift of the eyebrows. If Will had not already spoken his name, Hannibal might have tried to continue using the Giac name. But there's really no point now.]

My name is Hannibal, actually.

[There's likewise no point to denying the appropriateness of those nicknames, but he isn't going to dwell on it. Not when there's something rather more pressing. He understands why Will was sniffling now.]

Why is your nose bleeding, Dr. House?

Hannibal the cannibal. You planned that out, didn't you? Or your parents were incredibly dickish seers.

[He sniffs for a moment and there's a pause where the view shudders as House wipes his own nose and coughs.]

FYI, if I remember you and Graham Cracker remembers you, when neither of us talked to you there's a good chance other people might remember you. So you might want a cover story if you're gonna go by Hannibal when people remember you introducing yourself as something else.

Don't worry about the blood. The bodies around here just cause acute MN poisoning. Can't recommend putting them on the menu, if you're shopping around. Or getting near them.

[ Having taken the handholds to drag the curtain and it's gruesome cargo, Will was able to fight back the urge to yank the tablet back out of House's hands.

Because honestly. ]

And I believed my sense of self-preservation was suspect.

[ Though, it was probably better that House be House. There was always the slim chance that Hannibal would be intrigued, rather than annoyed.

It was on the basis of this hope that Will purposefully kept his mouth shut, rather than try to jump in and referee. Besides, the damn body was heavy. ]

Why did we pick a large one again?

More material to play with. You've only been here, like, a week. Work those muscles while you still have 'em.

Edited 2017-11-20 20:42 (UTC)

I have no interest in consuming any animal I did not personally slaughter.

[he would argue that "cannibal" implies he consumes his equals, but such an argument seems an inappropriate use of House's strength.]

[There's a delay in House's witty repartee as he considers that and the implications of the comment. Well, then. If that's how they're going to roll, might as well try to warn him off any murder sprees. House doesn't actually know how bloodthirsty Hannibal's likely to be. If he can control himself enough to not get caught for years, he probably possesses the restraint to avoid the annoyance here.

But just to drive the point home...]

Fun thing about this place, you might get to hunt the same animal over and over again. People tend to get pissed off about that, though. And it's a bitch when the meat gets to tattling. Moderately angry mobs, calls for a manhunt, people yelling. The whole nine yards. You might even have someone send assassins after you if you pick the wrong guy.

[Like Sherlock Holmes. Don't pick Sherlock Holmes. His brother is tedious.]

But I'm sure you've got better things to do right now. Like meeting up with Graham Cracker. I assume you two are meeting up. Guy doesn't stop talking about you.

[Again, that mild lift of his eyebrows, choosing to be amused rather than annoyed at the lecture. Really, House? Who do you think you're talking to?]

I assure you, I have no intention of being reckless.

[Far less interesting than well-laid plans.]

Are you certain you can spare him? I would hate to hinder your body snatching activities.

[Not reckless doesn't mean 'no murder.' House can read between the lines on that, at least, particularly after learning something about this man from Will. Still, the warning has been issued and all House can do is watch and see what happens.

It should be interesting.]

Only looking to snatch the one body, and we should be done with it by morning. Not really digging the vending machine food, either, and I hear you cook. Mind if I drop by for dinner with our dear William?

[He'll just casually invite himself along on this exciting journey. There should be a good show coming out of this, whatever happens between Will and Hannibal. House also isn't terribly interested in heading to the school just yet with so many people congregated there. It's asking for an anomaly.]

Absolutely. Whoever is a friend of Will's is a friend of mine, and welcome at my table.

[There are many layers of meaning to what is, on the surface, a cliche. Could anybody truly be said to be Will's friend? What does it mean to be Hannibal's friend? And, of course, the obvious ambiguity of in what role exactly one would be at the table.]

Collaborator. [Just to clear that up. House doesn't do friends. At least he doesn't admit to friendship unless your name is James Wilson. He's also going to gloss over the table comment.]

Cool. It'll take... oh, couple of days to reach you if you get moving in the right direction. Had a chance to check the maps for where to enter the maintenance tunnels, Doc?

That's provided we don't get ourselves killed with this latest stunt.

[ Will called out a quick contribution to the conversation. ]

Do see to that.

[It's in response to Will's remark, but his eyes are still on House. Should something happen to Will, Hannibal is unlikely to take it kindly.]

I've examined the maps, yes. Where exactly are you right now?

You bled two pints over a Prophet idol that probably needed, like, a drop at most for the effect. You'll be fine. So long as the anemia doesn't get you. Remind me to prescribe you iron supplements when we stop.

[Back to Hannibal. Oh, were you threatening him. House is going to act like it doesn't bother him.]

Like Graham Cracker told you, we're in the skywalks. Industrial Zone. We're heading toward one of the office buildings where they set up a bunch of pyres and sacrificed people. Playing the good concerts and all that jazz.

It seemed the thing to do at the time!

However, I'll take you up on that.

[ Will said, followed by a large, disgusting snurfing sound as he tried to fight back the blood currently leaking out of his nostrils.

He then pitched his voice to carry, offering clarity to Hannibal. ]

We're going to disassemble this body, then set it up in a design of the Prophet eye and burn it on the pyres.

[ Because that sounds like a good life choice, doesn't it? ]

Well, ruin the surprise. We could've just transmitted the vids to him.

[Hannibal raises his eyebrows at Will's explanation.]

And here I thought you were familiar with the works of H.P. Lovecraft, Dr. House.

Familiar with. Not an acolyte of.

[His sarcasm actually falls off for a moment as he goes on.]

We're looking to get a response from the nanites and hopefully jump a couple of links to get the chapel or the bunker in Res Zone 3 open. The worst we've ever gotten with this sorta thing is getting whipped, branded, or bitten.

[And we're back to a more sarcastic tone.]

Graham Cracker's already got a nice new brand, I'm assuming you've bitten him... or thought really hard about it, and... whipped by the guy that kept dragging you back into the whole FBI gig? [That last question is directed back at Will.] We're covered.

[ Off screen Will exhaled a long suffering sigh. ]

Could you try not to court death until after we see if we can get one of these places to open up?

He means the Prophet brand I picked up when we bled and burned at a makeshift shrine. [ This next bit had his voice pitched to carry to Hannibal. ] It had to have come from an internal source, because I never placed my flesh directly onto a hot iron.

It's quite the experience, having an image seared into one's flesh. I imagine it would be an even better one were it done with one's consent rather than at the hand of a malevolent force, but I suppose one cannot always control one's fate.

[He's not going to counter the assumption that he has bitten Will, curious to see if Will shall let it stand.]

Ask the Admin, the guy did it to himself, though. She's got pics. I do, too. It's interesting.

[He finds it interesting, anyway. Most people would probably class it as disturbing.]

Edited 2017-11-23 01:02 (UTC)

[Again, a lift of his eyebrows. He finds it interesting, too.]

Really? And I assume Will was not aware of this fact? Quite a thing to keep from him.

[Oh, you're one to talk, Hannibal.]

[ If he'd been about to make a comment along the lines of not having ended up on Hannibal's dinner plate, the thought was shelved at the combination of House's revelation and then Hannibal's statement. ]

You what?!

[ Yes, that was a bit sharp and there was an accompanying thump as he briefly dropped the curtain and the body. ]

You were supposed to be keeping the tablet on the shrine, not me.

Hannibal ... [ He started to point out the hypocrisy, but stopped himself as he recognized that it wouldn't make any appreciable impact. It wasn't as if Hannibal were ashamed of his actions. ]

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