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lieutenantantichrist) wrote2015-09-22 05:41 pm
lieutenantantichrist) wrote2015-09-22 05:41 pm
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[25] [Video/Action for Goldenrod] - "You Leave Philly and Bad Shit Happens"
[VIDEO]
[The flag behind Blake is scorched and askew from where one of his firehorses brushed too close to it. His eyes are dark-rimmed, and have a hint of a wild sheen. No fancy-ass combed hair this time. His beard is dark and thick.]
I tried playing nice.
[There's a bat-like squeak from somewhere offscreen. Yusuke's going away present. He doesn't seem to hear it.]
More people are vanishing off the face of the earth. The wolfkid disappeared the old-fashioned way. No trace of any of them.
[Suddenly, he slams his fist on his desk.]
That's enough!
[He jabs his finger at the screen.]
As of now, I am declaring martial law. You hear me?! Nobody leaves without my permission!
[A violent gesture knocks over a glass in front of him.]
We're on lockdown!
[The video cuts out.]
[ACTION]
[Blake is in his headquarters, prowling back and forth. He can't seem to stay still, and his Pokemon have caught his restlessness. His arcanine is sniffing the air, Steve is pacing and standing on her toes to peer out the windows, his Kingler is scuttling around the old bowling lanes with its legs clack-clacking on the wood floor. There a squeaking and rustle of wings every once in a while as the last damn Zubat out of reach flaps over to a new corner. The only one that seems at rest is a Beautifly perched on top of a bank of lockers.
Blake's tread is hard and heavy. Every once in a while he hisses under his breath,] Bastards.
[[OOC: THE TIME IS NOW. If anybody's looking tohave fun punching an idiot in the head make history by overthrowing Blake's delusion government, now's the opportunity.]]
[The flag behind Blake is scorched and askew from where one of his firehorses brushed too close to it. His eyes are dark-rimmed, and have a hint of a wild sheen. No fancy-ass combed hair this time. His beard is dark and thick.]
I tried playing nice.
[There's a bat-like squeak from somewhere offscreen. Yusuke's going away present. He doesn't seem to hear it.]
More people are vanishing off the face of the earth. The wolfkid disappeared the old-fashioned way. No trace of any of them.
[Suddenly, he slams his fist on his desk.]
That's enough!
[He jabs his finger at the screen.]
As of now, I am declaring martial law. You hear me?! Nobody leaves without my permission!
[A violent gesture knocks over a glass in front of him.]
We're on lockdown!
[The video cuts out.]
[ACTION]
[Blake is in his headquarters, prowling back and forth. He can't seem to stay still, and his Pokemon have caught his restlessness. His arcanine is sniffing the air, Steve is pacing and standing on her toes to peer out the windows, his Kingler is scuttling around the old bowling lanes with its legs clack-clacking on the wood floor. There a squeaking and rustle of wings every once in a while as the last damn Zubat out of reach flaps over to a new corner. The only one that seems at rest is a Beautifly perched on top of a bank of lockers.
Blake's tread is hard and heavy. Every once in a while he hisses under his breath,] Bastards.
[[OOC: THE TIME IS NOW. If anybody's looking to
[video]
So who the hell was it that left? And don't give me "no one" - somebody left and you're pissed about it. Who was it.
[video]
[He stands up fast enough to knock his chair over. He paces rapidly behind the desk. His hand cuts the air with each bitten-off word.]
I don't give a shit that some punk took off. All I care about is people pulling bullshit behind my back!
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Disappearing! Fuckin' kidnapping people! Not taking orders and staying in line like they're goddamn supposed to! How the hell is anybody supposed to live like that?!
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[And that's going to be what pisses her off, honestly; this is not a good topic.]
Fucking hell, do you really think there's any one of us that haven't lost somebody to this place?! I know one of the guys I've lost wouldn't have left here willingly, he was happy here after his life had been nothing but a complete shitshow for almost forty years and then he died - you think he left because he chose to?!
Get over yourself, old man, you can't control this place!
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[The color of hr hair converges with his flailing for an appropriate insult.]
-pinko!
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...Did you just call me a communist? Really?
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Yeah. That's the word for somebody who shuts up and lets themselves get dicked over.
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...Okay, that was a better recovery than I expected. Points for that one.
Look, I'm not giving up on anything. I'm just saying that sometimes shit happens and you actually can't do anything about it yet - once we find a way to bring people here whenever we want, then yeah, I'm going to be right there with you in line to punch it until it does whatever I want. But until then...? I don't know what you're suggesting we're going to do.
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He goes back to facing.]
I'm not suggesting, I'm telling everybody what's going to happen. And what's going to happen is they stop fucking running out on me!
[His face twists with something that isn't entirely anger.]
Who the hell told that kid he could disappear?
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...What kid are you talking about?
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[Yeah, that's too damn obvious. Blake amends it.] Nobody you'd know. Just some loudmouth brat. Aren't Japanese kids supposed to be all quiet and polite?
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[And that...pretty much explains everything, doesn't it, um.]
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[His boots clomp as he paces back and forth.]
How come nobody around here can do what they're goddamn told? [Names fall out with each step.] Him, Shaun, Ishimaru, Emily, D-- [His teeth click shut. He turns back to the screen.]
All anybody ever had to do was let me do what's best for them.