Heather Mason ([personal profile] itsnotmybirthday) wrote in [community profile] badfic_manor2012-07-22 11:22 pm
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[For a split second the video shows a very irate young woman before quickly turning away from her. It's hard to catch, but the camera briefly shows that the nightstand next to the bed is knocked over, with black scuff marks on it as if someone kicked it down in anger. The next few moments are shaky, and it sounds like she’s fumbling with the controls while grumbling about “I don’t want to make a video”, and “Why isn’t this thing working”, and finally what sounds like “Ugh, forget it, I don’t have the time for this!” The camera focuses on her again. By the time she’s done, she’s shouting loud enough that her voice is getting hoarse.]

It was over. It is over. I killed your stupid God. Claudia and Vincent are gone, too. So are all the monsters. I was done! I finished all this! What more do you people WANT from me?

[Suddenly she’s quiet, and her eyes wander aimlessly around the room. It only lasts a couple of seconds, and when her attention is turned back to the viewer she starts talking in a low, almost threatening voice. Or it would sound threatening if it wasn’t so obvious how tired and stressed-out she is.]

I don’t know who did this, or why or…or if whoever’s responsible can even see this. I don’t think I have it in me to care anymore. If you do see this, whoever or whatever you are…you won’t get away with this. I’m done playing your sick games.
has_a_phd_in_teddybear: (unreadable || Leaning "casually")

[personal profile] has_a_phd_in_teddybear 2012-07-23 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
[...someone has issues. That is his main thought. Like he doesn't. pfft.] Dunno where the hell you are or what the hell you were doing, but you're not anymore. The whoever is a chick that goes by 'the author', and whatever.... is apparently a teenaged girl writing a story. Don't ask, because I have no idea.
has_a_phd_in_teddybear: (Annoyed || side line face)

[personal profile] has_a_phd_in_teddybear 2012-07-23 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
It sounds like it, doesn't it? But it's not. Hell, I wish it was.
has_a_phd_in_teddybear: (disbelieving || riiiiiiiiiight...)

[personal profile] has_a_phd_in_teddybear 2012-07-23 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[...To be honest... he's got used to the seemingly unruffled responses. Seems other worlds get around way more than his does, apparently.]

Nope. Place is called the manor, and from what I can tell, it's not much of anywhere. Right next to a woods and a lake, as well as a desert. Which is pretty damned hard to come by in normal places. [As in: He's never seen it himself.]
has_a_phd_in_teddybear: (questioning || Raise eyebrow)

[personal profile] has_a_phd_in_teddybear 2012-07-23 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
you go too far out in the desert, you pass out and end up back in your room. [First thing he did? try driving out past the desert.] Try swimming the lake? you end up going back towards the shore not too long after. [second thing he did.]
has_a_phd_in_teddybear: (unamused || lip quirk)

[personal profile] has_a_phd_in_teddybear 2012-07-23 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Nope. you just swapped playing one set of sick games for another. [It's too tempting to add "join the club". But he resists.]
has_a_phd_in_teddybear: (trololol || small smirk)

[personal profile] has_a_phd_in_teddybear 2012-07-23 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
...you'll learn.

[that's all he says. COMFORTING, IS IT NOT?]

The name's Dean. you?
has_a_phd_in_teddybear: (unreadable || A Look)

[personal profile] has_a_phd_in_teddybear 2012-07-24 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, the food's perfectly safe. Unless you cook it wrong. But then that's your own problem.
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[personal profile] has_a_phd_in_teddybear 2012-07-24 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
There is. It's downstairs, next to -[he tells her which room that mun can't be asked to go look up even though Dean would know >____>]
has_a_phd_in_teddybear: (Happy || suit smile)

[personal profile] has_a_phd_in_teddybear 2012-07-24 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[he chuckles] you're likely to explode before that happens.