Garry (
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ten paintings burned (and one girl lost)
[He awakes, and his head is still swimming with thoughts of useless inventions and painted roses and ferocious queens. It takes Garry a few seconds to realize that he's back in his room, and dressed in what seems to be a full suit of white armor which he definitely does not remember ever being in his wardrobe, ever.]
[But then he remembers riding a horse, and talking to people as if he knew the entire strange world on the back of his hand, and it all comes back. That...that dream was all real, wasn't it? And he had behaved as if he had lived there the entire time...]
[After checking his blue rose is alright, he heads right over to Rapunzel's room. Of course he would. She had been there too, and he couldn't wait to have an amusing conversation about how they both acted there, and how silly he looked in this armor of his, and how beautiful she was, no matter where they were, until he's realized that he's already in front of her room.]
[It's a blank door.]
[Oh, well...that's odd. He knocks, frowning slightly as he tries to understand what it meant. And he knocks again. And again. There's no answer, so he goes and opens the door because he's suddenly feeling the fear rise up in his chest like bile, and...]
[No. No no no no no. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO.]
[...No, wait, this isn't what it looks like, this has got to be the wrong room, he thinks as he goes back into the hallway. He just chose one of the empty rooms by mistake, he probably wasn't thinking straight about the whole thing after his experience in Wonderland. Garry feels a nervous laugh bubble out of his throat. Hahaha, this was just a mistake on his part, silly old Garry, silly old him...]
[And after a few minutes of walking up and down the hallway, he sinks to the ground against the wall, his legs no longer feeling like they want to walk anymore. He's taken his journal with him, he realizes, and after a few seconds, he opens it, not even looking down to see what the rest of the castle is up to.He doesn't care about that. He doesn't care about anything right now, except...]
[The voice on the other end is unmistakably Garry's, but this time, it sounds broken. Hollow. An odd sort of state for someone who usually seems full of so much life.]
She's gone.
[There's a sharp intake of breath, and a few quiet mutters of "god god god this can't oh god", before there's another period of silence. And then he begins again, but with more difficulty this time:]
R-r-r-...she's left. Ra-rapunzel, she's no longer here...
[A shuddering sigh.]
Just wanted you to know.
[And with that, he's closed the book and thrown it harshly against the wall. People will find him sitting against the wall in the hallway, looking rather ridiculous dressed in his white armor, head buried in his hands.]
[Is he...sobbing?]
[But then he remembers riding a horse, and talking to people as if he knew the entire strange world on the back of his hand, and it all comes back. That...that dream was all real, wasn't it? And he had behaved as if he had lived there the entire time...]
[After checking his blue rose is alright, he heads right over to Rapunzel's room. Of course he would. She had been there too, and he couldn't wait to have an amusing conversation about how they both acted there, and how silly he looked in this armor of his, and how beautiful she was, no matter where they were, until he's realized that he's already in front of her room.]
[It's a blank door.]
[Oh, well...that's odd. He knocks, frowning slightly as he tries to understand what it meant. And he knocks again. And again. There's no answer, so he goes and opens the door because he's suddenly feeling the fear rise up in his chest like bile, and...]
[No. No no no no no. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO.]
[...No, wait, this isn't what it looks like, this has got to be the wrong room, he thinks as he goes back into the hallway. He just chose one of the empty rooms by mistake, he probably wasn't thinking straight about the whole thing after his experience in Wonderland. Garry feels a nervous laugh bubble out of his throat. Hahaha, this was just a mistake on his part, silly old Garry, silly old him...]
[And after a few minutes of walking up and down the hallway, he sinks to the ground against the wall, his legs no longer feeling like they want to walk anymore. He's taken his journal with him, he realizes, and after a few seconds, he opens it, not even looking down to see what the rest of the castle is up to.He doesn't care about that. He doesn't care about anything right now, except...]
[The voice on the other end is unmistakably Garry's, but this time, it sounds broken. Hollow. An odd sort of state for someone who usually seems full of so much life.]
She's gone.
[There's a sharp intake of breath, and a few quiet mutters of "god god god this can't oh god", before there's another period of silence. And then he begins again, but with more difficulty this time:]
R-r-r-...she's left. Ra-rapunzel, she's no longer here...
[A shuddering sigh.]
Just wanted you to know.
[And with that, he's closed the book and thrown it harshly against the wall. People will find him sitting against the wall in the hallway, looking rather ridiculous dressed in his white armor, head buried in his hands.]
[Is he...sobbing?]
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Dude, are you crying?
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[He shakes his head.]
N-n-no...
[LIESSSSS]
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You're totally crying! You didn't see another freaky ghost or something, did you?
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YES HE IS]What? No! No, that's not at...
[And he grasps the sides of his shaggy head and closes his eyes, as if that's going to help all of this just go away.]
Just...please, leave me alone, I'm okay! Really, I am...
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Action (and some teal deer)
Which was worse? That this castle allowed these impossible relationships to form in the first place, or that it inevitably tore them apart...?
Bunny ears and a person he was supposed to be avoiding be damned, Tsuna got on his motorcycle and immediately went for the castle. He remembers the floor Rapunzel's room had been on; he'd came to her during the disease, and she'd tried to teach him how to play an instrument. A sad little smile quirks his lips at that.
Yet, as soon as he gets there, he realizes that he's not entirely sure what he should do. What could he do? Rapunzel was gone, and the chances of her coming back, especially with her memory, were slim to none. Again, he found himself powerless against this damned castle...
And there's Garry. He's sitting against the wall, face in his hands, and with his rabbit ears, he can hear his sobs all too well.
He comes over and kneels beside him, his bunny ears pinned back, and he hesitates for a moment before uncertainly reaching out to touch his shoulder.
He'll forgo the honorific for now.]
Garry...
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[She's gone. She's gone and there's nothing he can do about it.]
Just leave me be...
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[He shifts so he can sit against the wall next to him, and his bunny ears fold back as he looks at the ground. This was... hard. Because there wasn't anything that could make this better, he couldn't just say that they could get her back or maybe it was just the castle up to its old tricks; no, a blank nameplate only meant one thing.
... he couldn't even say she was going back home, to someplace safe. It wasn't so hard to believe that she might, given her cheerful, energetic disposition, but he didn't know her well enough, and he didn't want to make that mistake if Garry did know better.
So, he'll just sit here and wait, then. It's not a lot, but at the very least... Garry won't have to grieve by himself.]
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[God, this place was just as cruel as the gallery, if not crueler...]
It's not fair, really. It's really not fair...
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Oh, no.
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Sad to say, it's true...
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Garry
The Once-ler doesn't really pause to mourn the friend he's just lost. After all, people leaving was inevitable, he'd come to accept that. But Garry? Garry already had enough issues with being left alone. Being abandoned.
This castle sucked]
...I'm sorry, Garry. [And he genuinely is] ...Where are you?
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[People shouldn't blame themselves for stuff like this, he thinks. No, they should blame the castle, the castle took her away and...he just let it happen, completely helpless to do a thing.]
[He sighs.]
Near her room. Just...in the hallway.
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[There's silence, for a very long time. Then, eventually, the Once-ler appears, a bag of marshmallows under his arm. He sits himself down next to Garry, preoffering the bag]
Hey.
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Rapunzel...
[And then he sighs, bringing a hand to his temple and rubbing it. He should be happy for her, than she got to go home and see those she left behind, and have her own adventures.
And yet it stings, because he would never see her again, and even if he did, she would never remember him.
It was just another person that he would forever keep in his heart (as long as he could remember her) that he had lost. It seemed to be a common theme with him.
But this man, who had announced it... he seemed like he had known her better and for longer than Giotto had.]
I am sorry, for your loss. She was dear to me too.
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Thanks. I just hope she's okay, being back home...
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are you ok
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[Which is a complete lie, but he didn't want others to worry so much over him.]
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[Because he doesn't really sound ok, and tbh she didn't even know they knew each other, I don't think.]
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==> Action.
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1/2
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[:( poor guy. she knows how absolutely awful that can be.
he sounds like he could use a friend right now, though, so!]
Where are you?
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[A sigh. All of these concerned responses are good, but still, the whole thing hurts like nothing else. He mumbles:]
Near her door.
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