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entranceway2016-06-25 10:58 pm
mypartnerincrime) wrote in entranceway2016-06-25 10:58 pm
[video] "special" gummy bears are now available!
[When the video feed starts, Chloe is standing in the middle of her room, dressed in her ghost-makeshift costume. She sees herself in the mirror.]
Shit. Sorry, I forgot I was still wearing this. Hold on.
[She places her device on her bed while she removes her costume. The video captures the stuff on her bed, like a bowl filled with clear liquid, a few empty bottles and a bunch of the homemade gummy bears she and Max worked on earlier today.
Chloe picks up the device again and this time, she's no longer wearing a bedsheet. Her blue hair is slightly disheveled from removing her costume.]
Hey everybody. A lot of people don't know me-- and those who do might have forgotten about me because I've been kinda MIA over the past few months-- but my name's Chloe.
I heard this new event in Wonderland is coming up-- Summerween.
[Chloe makes a face.]
And even though the name is pretty... disgusting, free candy is always cool so I decided to join in the fun.
Before Max and I start going around trick-or-treating ourselves, I'll be in my room on the 3rd floor, giving out some special gummy bears.
[She points the device at the stuff on her bed.]
I'm already prepping the ingredients. Max and I made gummy bears in the kitchen although she doesn't know I smuggled a few packs on the way out. The bowl is filled with vodka by the way, in case you're wondering.
[Chloe points the device at her again.]
In a few minutes, I'll be rolling out some booze-flavored gummy bears so to those who want some, you can just knock on Room 308. Better get some now because I don't think Max is gonna let me take more of the gummy bears when she finds out what I'm planning to do with them.
[She chuckles then winks at the camera.]
Sorry Max. I just couldn't resist. Anyway, to everyone else, see y'all soon and happy trick-or-treating!
Shit. Sorry, I forgot I was still wearing this. Hold on.
[She places her device on her bed while she removes her costume. The video captures the stuff on her bed, like a bowl filled with clear liquid, a few empty bottles and a bunch of the homemade gummy bears she and Max worked on earlier today.
Chloe picks up the device again and this time, she's no longer wearing a bedsheet. Her blue hair is slightly disheveled from removing her costume.]
Hey everybody. A lot of people don't know me-- and those who do might have forgotten about me because I've been kinda MIA over the past few months-- but my name's Chloe.
I heard this new event in Wonderland is coming up-- Summerween.
[Chloe makes a face.]
And even though the name is pretty... disgusting, free candy is always cool so I decided to join in the fun.
Before Max and I start going around trick-or-treating ourselves, I'll be in my room on the 3rd floor, giving out some special gummy bears.
[She points the device at the stuff on her bed.]
I'm already prepping the ingredients. Max and I made gummy bears in the kitchen although she doesn't know I smuggled a few packs on the way out. The bowl is filled with vodka by the way, in case you're wondering.
[Chloe points the device at her again.]
In a few minutes, I'll be rolling out some booze-flavored gummy bears so to those who want some, you can just knock on Room 308. Better get some now because I don't think Max is gonna let me take more of the gummy bears when she finds out what I'm planning to do with them.
[She chuckles then winks at the camera.]
Sorry Max. I just couldn't resist. Anyway, to everyone else, see y'all soon and happy trick-or-treating!
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Alex. The name rings a bell...]
hve we met?
[She doesn't mean to sound rude. Hell, she wouldn't care if she did anyway. But right now, Chloe is keen on figuring out who this guy is. She just can't place where she heard his name before.]
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i'm max's friend your max's friend
you know
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And no matter how much Max denied it, Chloe knew it was him It was Alex.
So here's her chance, to finally see him face-to-face, to make him pay for what he did to Max. But Chloe needs to act cool; she needs to make it seem that nothing is wrong...
She sends back a text, hoping he doesn't notice anything amiss.]
oh right. cool
wana drop by my room 2 pck up sum bearz? im rght across frm maxs room
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yeah sure
gotta get this costume shit together first though
sucks
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Wish I had my gun. Would feel better, Chloe thinks to herself. But not even a second after she thinks that, her eyes land on the magical closet in her room.
Duh.
Chloe heads to the closet and pulls out a revolver, quite similar from the piece she stole from David's stash. She checks that it's loaded before stowing it behind her back for safekeeping.]
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So he strides up to Room 308 and knocks out a shave and a haircut rhythm like the irreverent ass he is.
He didn't have plans to get through this event sober, and now it looks like he doesn't have to.]
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She sees this dude with sort of long, brown hair. So this is how a fucking retard looks. Not exactly what I was expecting.
Doing her best not to hit him yet, Chloe nods to greet him.]
Hey, I'm guessing you're Alex?
[She turns to lead him inside her room, casually tugging on her shirt to make sure that her gun stays out of sight.]
Come on in. The candy's almost ready.
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[And here he was finally feeling okay with stepping outside his room and actually interacting with people. Haha. Ha.
He strides inside, indolent. Holy hell, he can smell the alcohol from here. Good. He'll get through the event, but he doesn't really feel up to getting through it sober. He doesn't have a problem, you have a problem, shut up.]
Cool. First thing I learned about this place - you get through this shit by being drunk, or being dead. And I'll take the former.
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Funny you should say that.
[She turns to face him; there's no mistaking the anger in her eyes.]
Is that why you tried to kill Max in one of the events?
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Alex stares, frozen in nonreactionary mode for a moment. Then he backs the fuck up, hands raised in a universal peaceable gesture.]
Woah, hold up. I dunno what she told you, but that was the event talking. All right? Max is my friend.
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She didn't tell me anything, freak.
[Max, being the nice girl that she is, would never squeal on her friends... even if they're fucking crazy like Alex and Chloe.]
Is that how you treat your friends? Stabbing them in the back?
[Literally.]
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This is why he didn't plan on ever leaving his room unless he had a damn good reason. He didn't even come armed. No knife, nothing. But he does have that amulet he earned from the Deep Roads, buried in his pocket. Could save him from death, Cullen said.
Well, if she makes a wrong move, at least he'll have something to keep him safe.]
No, it's not.
[Those words clearly hit a lot closer to home than he'd like. His face deepens into a scowl.]
I didn't wanna do it. I was a goddamn Replicant, all right? And I told her right after, if she didn't wanna see me ever again, I'd be cool with that.
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But Max, being Max, could never stay mad at her friends.
[Chloe herself has proven that several times.]
So why didn't you stay away? How the fuck can you still face her, after what you did?
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[He left her a voice message. Apologized, told her he could split if she wanted. And they couldn't figure anything out, and now they're...well, they're still talking, aren't they?]
This place messes with people. Max knows that. Do you?
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Didn't she go batshit crazy herself during that event too...?
But Chloe's not gonna admit that to Alex. No way.
She pulls out the gun this time.]
I don't fucking care if Wonderland or Jesus himself made you attack her. You still tried to kill her, and that's all that matters to me.
[Chloe told Max she'd protect her. She couldn't save her from Jefferson... But she could keep her safe from everyone else. Because that's the only thing she can do right now. Chloe can't go back in time to stop Jefferson. She doesn't have that power. But she does have the power to make sure Alex doesn't bother Max ever again.
Chloe points the gun at him.]
Tell me why I shouldn't just pull the trigger.
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Aaaaaaand then she pulls the gun on him.]
Woah, woah, jesus!
[When did they get here? Look, Evelyn killed him and you don't see him bitching about it to her face every chance he gets! He got it. He was a threat, and she put him down. That was necessary.
But this?
This is just excessive.
Alex keeps one hand raised. The other drops to his pocket, where the amulet's held. If she fires, well...he can just pray that Cullen wasn't lying about what that thing's capable of.]
She tell you what happened after? After she ran, I followed. And you know what? Some lady found me coming after her, and killed me for it.
[He's a little too ashen and trembling for comfort but christ he does not wanna die again.]
So yeah. I got what was coming to me. I backed off. I was out of control, so you don't need to rub it in. It was fucked up, and I'm doing whatever I can to make sure it never happens again.
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Don't fucking chicken out now, Chloe Price.
But she doesn't fire. Not yet.
She imagined this moment a thousand times in her head but somehow, things aren't going as planned. Chloe never thought Alex would admit to attacking Max; she thought he'd deny it until his dying breath. But no, here he is now, admitting that he fucked up, that he was wrong.
That's more than what most people are willing to do.
The seconds stretch, and her finger is still on the trigger. Chloe wants to protect Max. That's all she ever wanted to do... But what would Max want? Would she really want her best friend going around shooting people?
Probably not.
But I can't just let this go. I just can't. Look what happened to Rachel... I couldn't save her. I was too late. Chloe can't let anyone else in her life get hurt.
Because that'll hurt her too. And she doesn't want to get hurt. Ever again.
Her grip on the gun tightens.]
How can you make sure it doesn't happen again? You said it yourself. You're out of control.
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[It's a work in progress, but still, the point is - he knows. He doesn't want this happening. He doesn't want to end up killing one of the few people here who still give a crap about him. Is that selfish? Probably. So he's a selfish asshole. Tell him something he doesn't know.
She hasn't fired yet. That's...good, probably. What is he saying, of course it's good, it's good because he's not fucking dead.]
You know that lady, the one who put me down? Yeah, she'd do it again if I go off the rails. So would half a dozen others. So, uh, if you could just - maybe hold off on pulling that trigger until I actually do something sketchy?
[He gestures in her direction weakly.]
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She is torn between firing and letting him go. Really, she has every reason to just pull the trigger. But at the same time, she also has every reason not to... And both choices lead to Max.
If she kills Alex, then that's one less person who can hurt Max and Chloe would finally be able to do the one thing she's been wanting to do since Max returned to Arcadia Bay.
But will Max be happy with that? Will Max be happy, knowing that Chloe killed Alex? Probably not. Chloe saw how close Max and Alex are from her pictures. She highly doubts her best friend would be grateful if she shoots one of her friends in Wonderland.
Plus Alex has already been killed once thank you random lady. I guess that's enough punishment for him... for now.
After a minute of debating with herself, Chloe reluctantly lowers her gun.]
Fine. One more shot. But if you ever hurt Max again,
[She points the gun at him again.]
I'll be the first to put a bullet in your brains. Got that?
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No, really?
[Alex do not sass the girl who literally just held a gun to you.]
I mean, sure - I guess I can trust that if I do anything funny, I got someone to stop me. So, you know, that's nice.
[His tone assumes that higher, brighter inflection of rampant sarcasm, but who cares? He just had a gun pointed at him, he's entitled to a little wind-down.
For some reason, he doesn't feel much like drinking anymore.]
If we're done here, I think I'm gonna go.
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You are a dick. I should have just shot you.
[His foot would have been an easy target.
Chloe is still blocking the doorway when Alex expresses his desire to leave. She doesn't move.]
Hang on. There's one more thing.
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Don't have much of a choice, do I?
[He folds his arms, as if that would allow him any protection if she changes her mind and shoots him anyway.]
What.
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We don't tell Max about this. About any of this. She doesn't know that I know. Let's keep it that way.
[Max is probably better off not knowing that her best friend almost killed her other friend. One less thing to worry about.]
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[That's how it is? He knows ways around that stipulation anyway. Hardly matters.]
Fine. Whatever makes you happy, hotshot.
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