Wonder-F'ing Land : Dictated

[originalcopy]

Hey...  has anyone figured out a way out of this place yet?   Is anyone trying?

And if not, maybe at least a clue as to what the hell is going on...

Are any of you guys here too or am I just extra lucky to be on my own?
Do you mind if I ask you some questions... there's something that's been bugging me. 
I know right now may not be the best time, seeing as I'm stuck wandering around in this goofy as shit place.    But I have no idea how long I'm stuck here,  so I guess it seems as good a time as any.
 

Comments

[originalcopy]

He's like the king of the idiots... if by king you mean the most fucktarded of the bunch.

Yeah, I think so.

I'm hoping to find my way back to the mirror. Maybe I can find a way back from there?

[encryptedlock]

He sure is special, all right. Very special.

Hmm. You said it sucked you in, right? Maybe if you find another mirror there it'll do the same.

[originalcopy]

Man, I wonder how many people he's killed at his new base. Those poor bastards.

I guess it's worth a shot.
Where would I find a mirror big enough to... Hmm...

[duh at the Castle. York's gonna' shit a brick. You can almost hear the smirk.]

[encryptedlock]

And I'm sure he didn't mean any of it, right? Why do you even let him have weapons?

[He knows that tone.]

Church. You're not thinking of doing anything stupid, right?

[originalcopy]

I'm sure... but you know what? He's not my fuckin' problem anymore.

[and that fact makes Church genuinely happy.]

I'm thinking that I'm going to find a mirror. You know, like you suggested.

[encryptedlock]

This place is kind of like a vacation for that, isn't it? Weird shit aside.

Okay, good. Just as long as the mirror isn't surrounded by, I don't know, scorpions and electroshocks.

[originalcopy]

Don't really think that's going to be a problem.

As messed up as this place is, it all seems pretty harmless so far.

[encryptedlock]

Okay, good. Just remember to, I don't know, swing a plaid carnation at anything that threatens you.

[Okay so he doesn't really know the rules of that place, but still.]

[originalcopy]

[laugh]

Well there were these white roses that were partially painted red.

And shall I check to make sure my shoes are tied and that I have a sweater, just in case it gets cold?

[Seriously man, he's having a hard time staying properly pissed at all the mothering.
Still, he's going to keep sounding like it's pissing him off. Can't let York think Church might not consider him a total asshole.]

[encryptedlock]

[Hey, he can't help feeling responsible for the guy. Probably comes from the fact that his memories of the Alpha are his loss.]

And don't forget to pack a lunch!

[originalcopy]

God Damnit!

[exaggerated ire is exaggerated.]

[encryptedlock]

[York just chuckles.]

You forgot, didn't you?

[originalcopy]

I just couldn't choose between the peanut butter and jelly or the filet mignon... for fucks sake!

[grumble grumble]

[encryptedlock]

I know, I know, one of the hardest choices a growing young man is faced with.

Tell you what, you make it back here and I'll cook both of them for you.

[originalcopy]

Don't I wish... god damn man, I don't even remember the last time I ate real food.

[He'll have to ask Harper if his new body will be able to eat. Or better yet get drunk. That would be awesome.]

[encryptedlock]

Hey, if you make it six months, it's almost a guarantee you'll get a chance. And when you do? I'll order pizza.

[originalcopy]

Seriously?

Maybe this place will be worth it after all.

[encryptedlock]

That's about the average, seems like. You can never tell for sure, but between losses and world changes, six months is a good bet.

So good luck, yeah?

[originalcopy]

Thanks.

[encryptedlock]

Any time.