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entranceway2018-02-04 07:13 am
mypartnerintime) wrote in entranceway2018-02-04 07:13 am
[Video / Action ] Backdated to the evening of Feb 1
[Video]
[Two years of Wonderland. And a year without Chloe, that closes on February first, without any fanfare and fuss. So far.
Max is on the roof, sitting cross-legged right at the edge. There's a bunch of stuff next to her: an ashtray, a guitar, a box of fireworks, and a worn notebook whose cover is decorated with a variety of stickers. The items peek into view of the camera as Max shifts.
Her face is lit with the soft glow of sunset. The sky is awash with its gentle hue, the large clouds a burning, orange color, pulling long shadows in the air. It clashes with the dull white snow on the roof- the world caught somewhere between the brightness of afternoon and the darkness of dusk. The golden hour.]
Hello. [She runs the tip of her finger along her cheekbone, her gaze shifting self-consciously between the horizon and the camera.] So there's this funky section on our devices that stores all the old messages and recordings... kinda like the internet. And I do mean literally all. You can bounce way back and find some of the things you broadcast before.
I just hit two years- in Wonderland age- and I sort of wanted a dose of blast-from-the-past. Just to see how much things have changed.
So here's a good old fashioned dare: show me one of your old network posts. Something that's funny or you're proud of. Or that really changed who you are. There's so much saved up and I kinda wanna skip to the good parts. As Socrates once said, "The unexamined life is not worth living."
[She grins at the screen. Sure it's a cheesy dare but... it does sound fun to her.]
Max out.
[Action]
[She'll spend the whole evening on the roof, willing to chat with whoever comes up. Then, close to midnight, she sets off the fireworks. The rockets and showers of light bathe Wonderland in shifting colors, and it goes on for a whole minute, turning the night into a spectacle.
She watches with melancholy and satisfaction, letting the sight distract her. It's comforting that the vastness of Wonderland, the dark of the sky, the thick silence- that these things are broken for a while by light and the gentle thud of distant fireworks. That this small, insignificant thing in the middle of their adventure is nonetheless captivating and lovely and marks this one night differently. In memory of Chloe.]
[Two years of Wonderland. And a year without Chloe, that closes on February first, without any fanfare and fuss. So far.
Max is on the roof, sitting cross-legged right at the edge. There's a bunch of stuff next to her: an ashtray, a guitar, a box of fireworks, and a worn notebook whose cover is decorated with a variety of stickers. The items peek into view of the camera as Max shifts.
Her face is lit with the soft glow of sunset. The sky is awash with its gentle hue, the large clouds a burning, orange color, pulling long shadows in the air. It clashes with the dull white snow on the roof- the world caught somewhere between the brightness of afternoon and the darkness of dusk. The golden hour.]
Hello. [She runs the tip of her finger along her cheekbone, her gaze shifting self-consciously between the horizon and the camera.] So there's this funky section on our devices that stores all the old messages and recordings... kinda like the internet. And I do mean literally all. You can bounce way back and find some of the things you broadcast before.
I just hit two years- in Wonderland age- and I sort of wanted a dose of blast-from-the-past. Just to see how much things have changed.
So here's a good old fashioned dare: show me one of your old network posts. Something that's funny or you're proud of. Or that really changed who you are. There's so much saved up and I kinda wanna skip to the good parts. As Socrates once said, "The unexamined life is not worth living."
[She grins at the screen. Sure it's a cheesy dare but... it does sound fun to her.]
Max out.
[Action]
[She'll spend the whole evening on the roof, willing to chat with whoever comes up. Then, close to midnight, she sets off the fireworks. The rockets and showers of light bathe Wonderland in shifting colors, and it goes on for a whole minute, turning the night into a spectacle.
She watches with melancholy and satisfaction, letting the sight distract her. It's comforting that the vastness of Wonderland, the dark of the sky, the thick silence- that these things are broken for a while by light and the gentle thud of distant fireworks. That this small, insignificant thing in the middle of their adventure is nonetheless captivating and lovely and marks this one night differently. In memory of Chloe.]
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[Though you already sort of can, can't you?]
But, uh, you've got science skills, which is kinda lack magic in itself.
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Well, yeah, but-- I mean, wouldn't it be cool if just for a few days you could, like, shoot lasers from your eyes?? Or like, have magical love beams? And it doesn't have like, a d-downside or whatever, you can just mess with it. For fun!
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Hella cool. And fun. I dunno if I'd be super chill with playing with it, though. Being an awesome superhero is probably a big responsibility.
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[Alphys you’re really mashing your genres here.]
Just, you know, for a f-few days. Not enough to do anything really drastic…
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If you had to pick one superpower...?
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Oh gosh, only one, uh... I-I mean, it'd be cool to be like Mew Mew, and have kisses that make people like you, but... I think maybe I'd just want love powers! Like, the ability to make people love stuff, or other people, or... m-maybe themselves? If you wanted.
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Uh oh. That sounds like a really dangerous superpower.
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I mean, I, well, I’ve seen the show a lot, and I’d— I’d be really responsible with it! You know, not just, uh, p-pairing people up… just because….
[She would really want to. But she’d be determined to do more like a gentle push towards the people who really need it but are much too stubborn to admit it.]
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[Especially because Alphys seems to take the imagined responsibility very seriously. Which is good- it is the sort of power that could screw people up
That sounds familiar.]
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Well, uhm— I’ve played a lot of dating sims, so!
[As if that’s actual real-world knowledge.]
Well, I d-don’t want to take up any more of your time, but I, uhm— thanks for believing in me. I guess.
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You're welcome, Alphys. It's time well spent.
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I’ll talk to you later, okay?
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