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Louis ([personal profile] teamfun) wrote in [community profile] entranceway2018-10-10 07:55 pm

Action + Video - I'm off on this super fun adventure

[ARRIVAL; Action]

[It's been something of A Day for Louis. A roller coaster of some really awesome and some really horrifically terrible shit. One minute, he was standing over that absolute jackass, Abel, and the next he's stumbling out of the first floor storage room out into the corridor with some comedic arm flailing. He catches himself, then stills, glancing around the space that is definitely not Ericson's courtyard.]

Toto, we're not in Kansas any more.

[He lets out a soft laugh that's toeing a little too close to hysterical. Carefully, he slides what looks like (and turns out IS) a chair leg with nails rammed into the top from an inside pocket of his held-together-by-love-and-duct-tape trenchcoat. For the observant, there's a blood stain on the upper arm, dry, a few weeks old, but definitely there, and definitely around a recently duct-taped hole. He raises his makeshift mace as he edges to a window, peering out at the perfect, beautiful Walker-free grounds.]

Oooookay, Lou. You're having a little bit of a psychotic breakdown. That's okay, that's fine. It's been a weird day. You knew it would have probably happened eventually. It's all good. Someone'll snap you out of this any second now.

[If you're heading towards him or passing him by, congrats, you've got his attention, he'll wave at you with his free hand.]

Hi there, mental breakdown conjuration. How's it hanging? Good? Good. I'm great. Not freaking out at all.

[LATER; Video]

[Once he's been filled in on what's actually happening (but still not utterly convinced this isn't some kind of stress-induced hallucination) Louis picks himself a room. He has his first hot shower in literal years, and even trusts the (magic????) closets to give him a new set of clothes. Aside from the trenchcoat. That remains as filthy and duct-taped as always. He's not parting with that for anything.

He sets himself up in the kitchen, where he sets up his communicator with a few false starts. It's been a long-ass time since he got to play with actual electronics. He's got a veritable feast on the table around him- ranging from god-awful junk food to fancy-ass steaks. They never truly starved in the school, but when all you have to eat for nigh on eight years are variations of rabbit, fish or berries, you can't help but indulge. He'll regret it later, when his system freaks out from suddenly having too-rich nutrients again, but that is a risk he's absolutely willing to take. He grins, giving the camera a thumbs-up. He doesn't get what's happening at all, but he can't just sit still, this...this keeps him active.
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Hey there, fellow captives-slash-mental breakdown prisoners! The name's Louis and I'm brand new to this... whatever it is. AnyHOO, seen as it sounds like I'll be here for a while, I thought I'd get to know you a little better. [He raises a dirty, dog-eared pack of playing cards t the screen.] So! If any kids wanna come to the kitchen and share in my bountiful feast and have a good old game of War, you're totally welcome to. Highest card gets to ask a question to the other person, fun, right? Or, I guess, you can be boring and do it over the video instead. What'd you say?
slapfight: (△ you're just a lying little bitch)

[personal profile] slapfight 2018-11-07 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you! And it's not made of gems. Gems were made there. In kindergartens. Honestly, the fact that beings on Earth don't have extensive files on the old gem colony is ridiculous. It shaped their entire planet. No other race has survived a colonization to be able to keep records of it, and Earthlings just piddled it away.

[Ignoring that that was five thousand years ago. Humans had only just invented fire, Peridot.]
slapfight: (△ newsflash fuckwads)

[personal profile] slapfight 2018-11-08 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[She has no idea what "tacky ass" is or why they need souvenir shops for it and what that even has to do with what she's saying, and she was about to ask, but then... the dreaded assumption happens.

She grits her teeth.]
No. For some reason the only thing Earth took from the Diamonds' failed colonization of the Earth was that word, and then they twisted it into something ridiculous.

slapfight: (△ and if you ask why)

[personal profile] slapfight 2018-11-11 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
It's the beginning of all gems? It's where we come from! [HUFF] Look. You take an injector, you fill it with a special mixture, and then you stick it into a hole in the wall of a specific type of cavern that's enriched with minerals that the gem will then pull from the surrounding area as they grow. And when they're done, they pop out of the hole and begin their duties. It's basic gemology.
slapfight: for my soul (△ these shards are a metaphor)

[personal profile] slapfight 2018-11-13 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[She has no idea what he's talking about.]

Yes... That is what I said. [you're so weird, Louis!!] I'm glad we've established that.

[Ahem. OH LOOK, THERE'S THE MANSION.] There. That's the dwelling we stay in. There are many unoccupied rooms and you can choose one for yourself. The closets will give you everything you need within reason- further proof that this is all a simulation. Honestly, magic closets. Like they're fooling anyone.
slapfight: (△ his voice fills me with such rage)

[personal profile] slapfight 2018-11-15 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
It's suitable for a dwelling, I guess. [She liked her barn. She liked the temple. She liked the spires and buildings of Homeworld. This is just... a thing.] The closets will provide you anything you like within reason. It's likely just to keep us compliant.
slapfight: (△ oh that's just STUPID)

[personal profile] slapfight 2018-11-19 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course. [She huffs and then makes a shooing motion.] Well, go on then! Pick out a room, get comfortable, settle in for your indeterminate stay... and if you find a room that looks like a barn on the inside, that one is mine. You can't have it.

[She makes a perfect lineface, like she fully thinks her barn room will be hot ticket real estate. It is to her.]