paradisa | four paintings burned

[It's a (mostly) peaceful day in Paradisa. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and some guy is shrieking at the top of his lungs in absolute terror over the journals.]

[Wait, what?]

HHHYYYEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKK!!!! NO! NO NO NO NO NO no no no nooooooo...

No, I don't want this! I don't want you! I never wanted you! So, if you please, just go bug someone else...really, that would be the best thing!

[There's the sound of running, and then it stops and there is a slight gasp.]

Oh! Oh. Why won't...just leave me alone, okay?! I don't want to take you! Nor play your games...just go. Go! Oh...this has to be a dream. I'm dreaming, right? First the rose, now this...

[And now, Garry sounds annoyed- annoyed that the gallery is coming back to haunt him (or is it the castle's doing...? he doesn't want to think about it), annoyed that he has to be reminded of everything that he went through, especially that room...]

I don't think this is doing well at all for my mental state at all...

[He lets out a shuddering sigh and then realizes that he's been holding the journal open the entire time. Welp, that is kind of embarrassing- he moves and turns away from the doll that has been following him everywhere, and speaks in a rather horrified whisper, as if he's afraid the thing can hear him, somehow.]

Um. Sorry. About that...though I have a quick question.

If...you had a specific problem that came back to bother you, what would you do about it? And this isn't a problem that I can get rid of that easily...

[ooc: Garry's first loss! And he'll be found all over the castle in a hysterical state, if you want to run into him. YAY FOR CREEPY DOLLS.]

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Well that's easy!

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You throw the problem off a cliff, mate!
Unless you're your own problem... th-then...no. Nonono... wouldn't recommend that.

Edited 2012-09-10 20:05 (UTC)

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Let's just say that even if I threw this thing off a cliff, it would come back.

Try again.

...Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....

...huuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh...

Soooo uh, What exactly isss this-this thing, mate?

It's a doll. A very, very, extremely disturbing doll.

And it's following me...

...

Ohhhhhhh.

That's...uh...

A-a bit terrifying.

Tell me about it.

[Oh, and he was locked in a room full of these things and went insane for a while because of it where he came from. This is not the best reminder of what happened there, thank you very much.]

I uhm...

...

[He starts clicking his tongue. Uhmmm. Haunted dolls? Oh! He read a book like this. DON'T WORRY. You're talking to an EXPERT.]

...

Nnnn...

Have youuuu....
tried burning it? W-with fire.

I...um, I haven't. But I'm kind of worried that it'll come after me with its buddies out of nowhere if I do. The last time I burned something I rather regretted it.

[But it's to keep in mind if things don't work out!]

OH!!!

[He exclaims rather loudly into the journal! Hopefully its not too much of a scare.]

I'VE-I'VE GOT IT. I've got it mate!
Know just what to do to get rid of your little problem.

[There's a little scared noise at the really loud voice, almost dropping the journal, but he manages to catch it and shake his head as if nothing happened at all.]

Oh? Oh, what is it?

Okay! L-listen... listen close, mate. B-being a man of science [Cough.] obviously... I-I can't say it too loud. But... but dolls following you! It's obvious what you need. Saw it in a movie a few weeks back. Don't know how I d-didn't notice this before, really. Signs were all there... right in front of me... ohhhhh I could kick myself right now.

[Drumrollllll....]

It's clear that you... you are in deep need...

[Oh you're lucky you can't see the ridiculously dramatic face he's making over the journal.]

...of....

[Is that the sound of thunder?]

...An exorcism.

...

[An...exorcism?]

[Could work.]

[But didn't those only work on demonic things? And besides, do exorcisms really work? He thought they were just nonsense when he first heard of them.]

[WHATEVER IT IS THE BEST CHANCE HE'S GOT and waitttt didn't special people do these kind of things?]

Really? Um. Hmmmm.

You're an exorcist?

Wellll....

[No.]

I-I mean I know a bit about it...

[Nooooo.]

Maybe even more than, j-just a bit. Being a bit modest there. A bit modest.

[Noooooooooooooooooooooo.]

May as well give it a shot, eh?

...

I'm not sure if I can trust somebody to do an exorcism who actually doesn't know how to do one...

Really, how would you even go around doing it, if you could?

I can do it! I take it you don't know much about me!
The name's Wheatley mate. Cognitive genius at your service!
One of the perks I can say about being an AI.

...

B-being a genius.

Oh, um, I'm Garry! A pleasure, Wheatley.

And you're a genius? Huh. What's an AI?

[Sorry bro, he doesn't know all those fancy schmancy sci-fi/tech words. 8I]

AI? You don't know what an AI is?

[A chuckle. You are clearly not as inept as he thought. Not a genius. Nope.]

Artificial intelligence! Uh... high tech stuff.
If you didn't understand, I wouldn't be surprised. You-you know only the most fruitful of minds understand the concept, mate.

There's a whole bunch of wirey bits.
... and then some electronic bits...
S-something like that.

High tech stuff...what, like television and telephones?

[That is the most vague explanation of something he has ever heard.]

That sounds very complicated...

Gnngh! What!? I'm- no! I'm not a telephone! That's terribly off... you're off... up in the arctic somewhere.

[Grumble grumble... there's some shuffling.]

Say, is that thing you're trying to get rid of with you right now, mate?

But you are a form of technology, aren't you? Why do you sound so human, though?

...

Yeah, it is. It always is.

Well... it's... I'm uh...
It's more than that... I it's hard to explain. You're putting me on the spot-- I can't just...

Wait, waitwaitwait... you're from the times of Aristotle and Confucius, aren't you. That's-that's why you don't get it right?

...

Maybe if I see it... we can, uh...
Figure it out together! There's an Idea. We- we should probably do that. Give me a chance to evaluate it and all.

I'm just asking a question...

No, I'm definitely not! I'm from modern times. How do you think I know what a telephone and television are? I'm...just not familiar with most technology, honestly.

Well, it'd be nice if we figure it out quickly. I don't know how long I can take with this following me around...

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wheatdos - 2012-09-29 12:37 (UTC) - Expand

four paintings burned

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HAHAHAHA OH GOD.

NO WHEATLEY NO

HE'S GOING TO GET HIM POSSESSED BY A DEMON OR SOMETHING.

THAT WOULD BE HORRIBLE BUT IN A REALLY HILARIOUS WAY. DARN YOU, WHEATLEY.

THIS IS LATE. THIS IS LATE. I AM SORRY.

IT IS OKAY, ALL IS FORGIVEN. /o/

OKAY GOOD. \o\

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