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[cheerupemoborg]

[Anyone near the library today may find that, well, it's kind of smoking at the moment.]

For God's sake...!

[Well, part of it is. A good few rows of bookshelves have all been blasted to ash, and some are still burning. Hank stomps out of there and doesn't look back, pausing only to flip open his journal.]

Unless you don't care one bit about your mental stability or are some kind of perverted deviant, I highly suggest you avoid the library.


ooc: Hank's been here over two years now! To celebrate, ITP all the library's books have been converted to doujinshi, starring both residents and their friends from home.

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[squartatore]

[is already in there, scarred beyond help because SHE HAD TO FIND THE NON-FLUFF VARIANTS OF WHAT THIS DUMB FANDOM CAN PRODUCE





...

dictated:]

I second that.

[cheerupemoborg]

Oh good, maybe they'll listen.

[Doubtful.]

[squartatore]

Maybe if you add a warning for the well-being of friends people intend to keep.

[also doubtful.]

[cheerupemoborg]

I was hoping the flames would be enough to drill it into their heads, but if they want to subject themselves to that, why should I care?

[squartatore]

The fire was you? [...eh, she would if she could, so w/e]

And I don't know, these books look like they'd be blackmail material in the wrong hands.

[cheerupemoborg]

All the more reason to destroy them!

Action.

[wheatdos]

[Wheatley would be walking past the library, not doing anything in particular, just strolling around the castle, when SUDDENLY BLASTING SOUNDS. Wheatley would suddenly have a minor heart attack in the hallway, and when that familiar bloke stomps out, he's even more at a loss.]

"BLOODY HELL. WH-WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING? A-D-DID YOU JUST BURN-- T-that entire- What are you DOING?"

[It seems he didn't get the message about the library books yet...]

[cheerupemoborg]

Venting.

[wheatdos]

"Venting? On b-books?"

[cheerupemoborg]

No, because of the books.

[wheatdos]

"..."

[He's unsure how to react...]

"Did they...

...

...attack you?"

[cheerupemoborg]

No, you--

Here.

[Zips back in to grab a book.]

There's something wrong with them. I hope I'm not the only one who can see it.

[Yep, it's a doujin alright. With a pretty good caricature of GLaDOS in a sling bikini.]

[wheatdos]

[He takes the book, expecting nothing honesyly... until that. WHY.]

"WHY!!!!"

[He drops the book like it was on fire. And then he kicked it. Far away. Wheatley shudders as he tries to push that out of his mind forever. NO. OKAY. NO. NOT COOL.]

"Noooooooo oh for go- what--! Are... are all of them like that?"

[cheerupemoborg]

[Ha ha.]

Looks like it.

[wheatdos]

[He's still scarred. Look at him. He can't get that wretched image out his mind... why did you do that to him?? You really are the evil one here.]

"Yo- Agh, look what's happened. My heads all mussed up. Could've done without that. Could've just told me. Wouldn't have minded."

[He's blaming you. But it's in a way that's not too accusing, just enough for it to almost be... funny. As he's speaking, he opens the doors to the library, glances around quickly to assess just how many books there were...]

"How about... here's an idea. We just... can... uh, burn all of them. Problem solved."

[cheerupemoborg]

Excellent idea!

[His eyes glow red.]

It's just a matter of how to do it.

[peacockherald]

<sub>[Vanyel had been in the library seeking a new novel for him and Yfandes to read (being connected via the mind was interesting that way), when suddenly... well, all that.

He hurries to where the voice and sound of exploding books had been, skidding to a stop and... all right, maybe staring at a bit Hank.]</sub>

What in Haven's name-?!

[cheerupemoborg]

I doubt heaven has anything to do with this.

[peacockherald]

Not heaven, Haven - and regardless... what happened?

[cheerupemoborg]

The castle has changed the books... seemingly for the worse.

[peacockherald]

How do you mean?

_{[He frowns, reaching down to pick one up, his curiosity piqued.]}

[cheerupemoborg]

Take a look.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

[peacockherald]

_{[He looked at him oddly and opened up the book, flipping through, but not... sure what he was looking at.]}

They are.... illustrations?

[cheerupemoborg]

That's one way of putting it.

[peacockherald]

Is this... you?

_{[He held out one creative illustration to the other.]}

[cheerupemoborg]

I don't want to know.

[He's seen some shit. man.]

[peacockherald]

Right...

_{[He closed the book and looked around at the mess.]}

All of them are like this?

[cheerupemoborg]

It looks like it.

[peacockherald]

Well... the Castle has an imagination, I have to say.

[cheerupemoborg]

Yes, a very sick one.

[peacockherald]

Well, I suppose there is not much you can do. Perhaps you can wish them away?

[cheerupemoborg]

I highly doubt it, though it might not hurt to try...

[peacockherald]

Better than letting them stay here if they are so offensive.

_{[He's just trying very hard to focus on that and not the fact half of your face is metal.]}

[cheerupemoborg]

[Yeah, like this is the weirdest thing in Paradisa.]

In that case, I wish them gone.

[...aaany second now.]

[peacockherald]

_{[Vanyel looked down at the books, waiting and...]}

It was worth a try, at least.

[cheerupemoborg]

Looks like it'll has to be done the old fashioned way.

[peacockherald]

You don't plan to burn them in here, do you?

_{[Horrified and not a little worried.]}

[cheerupemoborg]

Where else am I going to do it?

[peacockherald]

Well... not in the library where you could burn other books!

[cheerupemoborg]

I checked. Almost all of them have changed.

[peacockherald]

And won't they change back in time? What if this is a loss? You would have then destroyed hundreds of books!

[cheerupemoborg]

[Shrugs]

The castle would no doubt bring them back.