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paradisa2012-11-23 12:33 pm
thehangedrose) wrote in paradisa2012-11-23 12:33 pm
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six paintings burned
[You know, maybe Garry shouldn't be so caring over people if it leads him into situations like this.]
[After his rather tumultuous encounter with Aradia the other day, simply because he had wanted to check up on her health and how she was faring, he had fallen to the sickness himself and had dragged himself back to his room, head throbbing with pain.]
[When he woke up after a restless sleep, however, there was no pain anymore. Instead, there was an itch, a prickling in his mind that looked over everything and saw everything wrong with what he saw. He can't take this. He can't just sit idly by and not react to any of this, he hates it all, he hates it, he HATES it. Garry slams the journal down on the desk and opens it, and the quiet malice in his voice is unlike anyone has ever heard before from him.]
Oh, god, I knew opening this journal was a bad idea. All of the blabbering I hear is making my ears hurt...would all of you just SHUT UP for once?!
[A frustrated sort of hiss.]
You just keep going on and on and on, and, honestly, I'd rather you all just stop. There are worse issues here, like, oh, the fact that we're stuck in this place and we may never see our loved ones again, and the only thing you all can gripe about is your pitiful wheezing and coughing. Grow up for a change- I'm not always going to be around for you to play mommy, alright?! Has anyone even said thank you for everything I've done for people? No, and really, I'm not at all surprised.
[Oh, and there's the sound of something breaking- Garry decided he had enough of the mug he took from the kitchen and has tossed it down to the floor, feeling a rush of exhilaration for having broken something in his anger.]
You know, I'm not even sure those people who say they "care" about me really do. People lie all the time, right? You just say those things to make me feel better about my wonderfully pathetic self, and then you'll all betray me and push me to the side for the next person you see, every last one of you! I don't have friends, and frankly, I never will. That's just how my life is, and I've accepted that. I'm no fool, you know.
And one last thing: leave me ALONE. Just don't touch me! Don't go near me, or I swear I'll hurt you.
This is your warning, Paradisa.
[For those out in the castle, they'll see Garry walking around, face contorted in a look that screams "approach me and I'll strangle you". He also has his lighter in hand...and believe him, he knows exactly how to use it.]
[ooc: I only have one angry Garry icon, so I apologize if I just the same icon over and over again in our threads! Stupid icon limit. ;;]
[After his rather tumultuous encounter with Aradia the other day, simply because he had wanted to check up on her health and how she was faring, he had fallen to the sickness himself and had dragged himself back to his room, head throbbing with pain.]
[When he woke up after a restless sleep, however, there was no pain anymore. Instead, there was an itch, a prickling in his mind that looked over everything and saw everything wrong with what he saw. He can't take this. He can't just sit idly by and not react to any of this, he hates it all, he hates it, he HATES it. Garry slams the journal down on the desk and opens it, and the quiet malice in his voice is unlike anyone has ever heard before from him.]
Oh, god, I knew opening this journal was a bad idea. All of the blabbering I hear is making my ears hurt...would all of you just SHUT UP for once?!
[A frustrated sort of hiss.]
You just keep going on and on and on, and, honestly, I'd rather you all just stop. There are worse issues here, like, oh, the fact that we're stuck in this place and we may never see our loved ones again, and the only thing you all can gripe about is your pitiful wheezing and coughing. Grow up for a change- I'm not always going to be around for you to play mommy, alright?! Has anyone even said thank you for everything I've done for people? No, and really, I'm not at all surprised.
[Oh, and there's the sound of something breaking- Garry decided he had enough of the mug he took from the kitchen and has tossed it down to the floor, feeling a rush of exhilaration for having broken something in his anger.]
You know, I'm not even sure those people who say they "care" about me really do. People lie all the time, right? You just say those things to make me feel better about my wonderfully pathetic self, and then you'll all betray me and push me to the side for the next person you see, every last one of you! I don't have friends, and frankly, I never will. That's just how my life is, and I've accepted that. I'm no fool, you know.
And one last thing: leave me ALONE. Just don't touch me! Don't go near me, or I swear I'll hurt you.
This is your warning, Paradisa.
[For those out in the castle, they'll see Garry walking around, face contorted in a look that screams "approach me and I'll strangle you". He also has his lighter in hand...and believe him, he knows exactly how to use it.]
[ooc: I only have one angry Garry icon, so I apologize if I just the same icon over and over again in our threads! Stupid icon limit. ;;]