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snowblindrpg2017-11-13 06:56 pm
ex_this_ismydesign36) wrote in snowblindrpg2017-11-13 06:56 pm
Entry tags:
- *network,
- *open,
- castiel (supernatural),
- enoch (el shaddai),
- flynn carsen (the librarian),
- gregory house (house md),
- hannibal lecter (hannibal),
- james wilson (house md),
- jared rhys (original),
- joker (dc),
- mycroft holmes (bbc sherlock),
- peter quill (mcu),
- stephen strange (mcu),
- sylar (heroes),
- will graham (hannibal)
@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! ]
[ 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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That is, curious.
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[He's glad it didn't feel like anything, glad it didn't drip the way vileness did. The building was already an unhealthy reminder of the worst of his experiences here, he didn't need his worst experience from home to join it.]
Darkness has behaved strangely once before that I can think of. I distinctly recall shadows rippling at the edges in the video I made when I first died...oh, I need to find it again.
[He goes silent for a while, and is about to scroll back through the entire network before he remembers it was in one of Kunsel's guides. He eventually comes back with a link to a video.]
But that effect only happened in the shadows, and these are entire rooms with air we can't breathe and darkness we can't illuminate.
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Huh. [ He said after a moment, not very helpful. ]
If I were a man who enjoyed fiction more than I do, I'd want to subscribe a supernatural element to what I just saw. As more of a scientific mind, it's almost like reaching the edges of an illusion, pricking the veil of a screen and finding a void on the other side.
As if the projector can only cast the image so far.
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If it is the edge of an illusion, why did it cling to me? That seems as if it is not truly nothingness... That is, that could be an illusion, but I don't like relying on that answer too often.
[And also there's the fact that parts of Will's fiction are probably his own reality, but he has no energy for that kind of talk again at the moment.]
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But I agree with you, there isn't enough data to draw any sort of conclusion. It is all speculation at the moment.
[ Most of what they were going through and drawing as conclusions was based in speculation, but Will was trying to not dwell too deeply on that frustrating fact. ]
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[And if he knew how vacuums behaved he'd have that to back him up (because holding his breath would have really not worked if it was one) but he knows nothing beyond not being able to breathe in either case here.]
But what is it, then, and why is it here? What did they do to this space?
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[ Will said, though he made no effort to offer any sort of answer or even speculation.
Because speculation could all too quickly become a preconceived notion and Will was starting to understand that he needed to be careful about tainting his view of the evidence as it came in. ]
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[This place just breeds more questions and then there's the question of whether or not they should be even looking here...]
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[ So they possibly had answers, they just didn't know the questions. That was ... frustrating. ]
Alright, Enoch. Thank you, for sharing what you've found out.
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[Would have piqued his too, more than it has, but he's much more vulnerable to the associated trauma, apparently.]
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[ He suspects that House is in communication with Beckett, but will touch base with the cranky doctor regardless. Then ... well, then who knows if they'll turn back towards the school or not. Time will tell. ]
Don't ... if you do anything dangerous, be smart about it.
[ Seems a better sign off than telling someone to 'be safe' in this place. ]