[accidental video/action forever]

[brainkegger]

[A figure in bright orange plastic flits in front of the abandoned camera. It doesn't seem to know what to do as it darts around what appears to be the roof of a building. Every few feet there stands a pile of dead owl consorts-- the ones Buck has been shooting. But of course, one just happened to fly right into his face and Gimmie clawed its way out.

Gimmie snuffles a little, bare feet shifting anxiously on the gravel rooftop. So many birds. Bad birds.

Finally, Gimmie settles on a pile, climbing atop it and crouching. A wet, trickling sound can be heard, just barely. There. That'll show those birds. Stay away, birds. This roof belongs to Gimmie.



As for action, let's switch things up a little. Tara and her alters can be found all around the Land of Art and Echoes. Just mark who you want and what sort of place they're meeting in.]

Comments

[video]

[placed_first]

Oh my god, you're killing Hedwigs.

lkjlkjs clyde i'm sorry :C [video forever]

[brainkegger]

[Gimmie startles at the sudden voice, but when it realizes that the sound isn't coming from a real person it just scrambles towards the camera, snarling and spitting. Shut up, machine! Shut up shutupshutup!]

scaring little kids, kels you make my dreams come true~ [video forever]

[placed_first]

[Seeing as no one is ever ready for that reaction, even after you so rudely accuse them of Hedwig murder, Clyde yelps and nearly drops his comm device. He fumbles with the thing before getting it in his grasp and just. Holds it away from himself a little. Just to not be face to LCD screen face with it.

Just in case.]

I-I'm sorry.You're right.They're bastards.It's cool.

\o/ WINNAR

[brainkegger]

[Gimmie falters, looking into the screen with a little confusion. Almost as if...

As if...

Children..

Gimmie shakes its head violently. No! Just got here! Nonononono!]

[placed_first]

[Obviously there is only one thing Clyde can associate this too.]

Okay, Gollum. I'm going to do my thing. You go do yours.

Um, in fact. I was never here.

[brainkegger]

[Snrkle.

Gimmie reaches out and sort of. Touches the screen.]

[placed_first]

Is there something you want? I don't have The One Ring...

[WELL. Clyde knows that only the Ring Girl (the coincidence of the Ring(s) is slightly jarring to him shut up) can come through a screen and kill him. So he kind of.

Just.

Pokes back.]

[brainkegger]

[Gimmie stares...closes its eyes...

And Tara opens them.

She immediately retracts the hand. She's come back to her hands clawing at people's eyes, so instinct tells her to pull herself in close, to hide.]

...Sorry, I'm sorry, I--

[It's a kid. One she doesn't recognize.]

Shit. Did it-- did I scare you?

[placed_first]

[CLYDE HAS NO IDEA WHAT IS HAPEN.]

Um. No...? [Which is totally the tone of a child trying to fish for the correct answer to a question.]

I'm confused, but I'm sorry I interrupted you.

[brainkegger]

[She shakes her head, voice straining to stay level. Fuck, she needs someone to keep an eye on her, doesn't she? Or drugs. Fuck.]

Don't be sorry, it's okay. It's really okay. I'm the fucked-up, crazy...

[She pushes out a sigh. Sometimes she forgets that not all ten year olds are as mature as Kate and Marshall...had to be at that age.]

I, um. I'm Tara. And if you want I can explain or...or you can just turn off your comm and pretend you didn't see any of this. Really up to you.

[placed_first]

[Clyde frowns slightly -- he's just a little in awe of this lady(?!) who has so openly cursed twice.]

...

Ma'am are you okay?

[brainkegger]

[Well, that's a loaded question.]

I'm...better now.

[She realizes she's still wearing the tarp and, after checking that she's dressed underneath it, she strips it off.]

I don't think I caught your name.

[placed_first]

Ohkay. [Clyde pauses like, is it okay to talk to this stranger? Well, it's really too late now.]

My name is Clyde Donovan, ma'am. So, I'm glad you're better. ...Was it the tacky rain poncho? I bet it was.

[brainkegger]

[...Okay, she can't help laughing at that.]

Haha, uh, no, not quite.

[Better test the waters before she just. Up and tells him. He's a bit young and it might not make sense to him.]

Have you ever heard of multiple personality disorder, Clyde?