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vitaelamorte) wrote in entranceway2015-06-25 10:21 pm
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TEST YOUR SKILLS, TAKE YOUR SALAD, AND BRACE YOURSELF TO LAUGH IN PUBLIC FOR THE VISIONARY, THE INSECTARY, THE COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY EXTRAORDINARY
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►► Thread out your character's arrival, let our past events inspire your scene, or write up literally any Wonderland-based scenario you feel like trying out!
►► If you want to take it a step further, check our NAVIGATION for all the game info you'll need, and our INPUT & INQUIRIES page for any missing pieces. If that's got you convinced, the pages for RESERVES and APPLICATIONS are right here!
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AND THAT IS ALL, NOW GO PLAY IN THE
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So Fiona, she's pretty good- she's great at winging it, but winging it, that's... that's gliding, easy on the breeze, that's crossing a broken bridge with a jump when you get to it, it's-- look, WINGING IT, that's getting from point A to point C even when you got no clue where the hell point B is supposed to be, but it sure as shit ain't THIS, 'cause this is point AAAAAAAAAAAAAA?????!?!?!?!? with nowhere to go.
...And some nutjob Handsome Jack ultra fanboy pointing a gun in her face, that's- yeah, she's... she's probably gonna have to bump that one to the top of her issues here and figure out the rest latewhen she's made sure there's still a later.
--She's turned to look at him, so far so gshreurgh, matching those steps in reverse gear, because yeah no, no thank you, she wants that about as close to her as she wants to run into the arms of a flaming psycho. ]
So you're...
[ 1. EW
2. WHY?!
3. A TOTAL NUTJOB
4. REALLY KEEPING THE HYPERION SPIRIT ALIVE HUH
5. SO BASICALLY SAME AS #3
6. [ SCREAMING ]
7. NEVER MIND, FIONA, PICK A DIFFERENT SENTENCE ]
--What are you even talking about? How do you know any of that? Who are you? And where's Rhys?
[ Ahh yes, Incessant Questions. They're just like bullets. Except literally nothing like bullets at all, WHERE IS LOADER BOT WHEN YOU NEED HIM? ]
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[he may not have a great opinion of pandorans (stupid, mouth breathing, basically a step away from riding the meat train to hell), but being in rhys' brain had give him some respect ????????????????? for fiona??? in a familarial context? his frown deepens as he considers that rhys might have rubbed off on him and left his sad scared nice guy attitude on his brain cells before they separated.
gross.
he seriously contemplates just flinging himself off a bridge now and sparing his soul the withering death he can feel coming.
nah, he'll beat this. so back to incredulous speaking:]
Who am I? Who am I? I know ideas and thoughts are hard for you Pandorans, but I know you have eyes, even if the jury is still out on the brain. I'm Handsome Jack, you moron, hero of Pandora and head of Hyperion. [former...head.....he scowls, thinking of that dipshit vasquez and the poor decisions he'd made in his wake. its really too bad he hadn't shot him with a drone.] You know, giant floating space headquarters? Raining down giant explosions? Ring a bell?
[he gives a big dramatic shrug, gun still in hand and waving it around like he doesn't care if he accidentally shoots her (he doesn't.)]
God, and here I was all geared up. [he gives a fake gasp] "HANDSOME JACK? In the flesh? How can you be alive? The Vault Hunters murdered you like murderous jerkwad Vault Hunters do? How could they have done that? How could you, in all your awesomeness, sill be alive?" [he points his gun at her again] That's how it's supposed to go. Not this stupid excuse for staring that you're doing.
"Who are you? Where's Rhys?" [he mocks her tone as he repeats it] Rhys is gone. Try not to cry too much it'll make your corpse gross.
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...What kiiiiinda helps is the whole emphatic gesturing routine, the whole "looks from here like that guy'd sooner accidentally smack himself in the face than deliberately shoot her" wavy bit, and true or not, it kinda puts the confidence back in the con artist. ]
Yyyyyyeah, I dunno. [ She crosses her arms. ] Guy had more body doubles than a skag's got teeth, and since he's actually dead I'm guessing you're just... way too committed to this.
I mean.
[ Are we all doing handwaving? Fiona is doing handwaving now. It's going great. ]
You really had me there for a second, it's... pretty convincing. It is- you are pretty convincing at first, but... now...
[ She pretty convincingly looks like somebody taking a closer look at Handsome Jack ("Handsome Jack"). Her verdict is a--
--y'know. That- that wavy thing you do with the flat palm of your hand, the, uh-- ]
Eh.
[ That's the one. ]
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Does that look like a cheap knock off, too? [he crosses the distance - or whatever is left of it - between them to really get up in her grill.] See, it's cute that you think you can trust Rhys. It really is. Do you know Vasquez contacted him asking him to turn you in? Yeah, it was hilarious. Also, the odds were pretty 50/50 that he was going to actually do it. One of many things he's failed to mention, I'm sure.
[he points at her with the gun. no, really more like poking her]
But since you're so stupid that I need to spell this out for you: Rhys downloaded me into is brain. Think: that stupid wizard boy's nemesis who put his consciousness into a bunch of stupid objects. Yeah. Like that. Fall backs, safety protocols. You think I'd just let a jackass Vault Hunter off me? I'm the hero, baby. And like you said, I've got more doubles than a skag's got teeth (nice simile by the way, wasn't expecting that from you). Anyway, look, the specifics aren't important. But I'm not in his brain anymore and I got a body back. [he laughs again!!!!] Back and better than ever.
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[ Where were we? ] --aahhOKAY! Okay, real deal, I-- I got it!
[ She so don't got any of this.
(She got that the difference between "Handsome Jack" and "crazy guy who totally thinks he's Handsome Jack" is about as relevant as brand loyalty to Maliwan versus Jakobs when you're 'bout to net a point blank shot to the face.)
"Guess that means someone...," she says, grin forming on her lips. He catches that, too, but he ain't fast enough to make heads or tails of it, that maybe if you're the scourge of somebody's home planet you don't wanna be the sucker who gets his gun so close you can grab it. Grab it just like that, that's what she does, leaves a smack with her elbow to his throat instead and he staggers back and she's gotta say, it's pretty damn impressive how that piece of crap mask captures DUMBSTRUCK AWE so well, if only for one second, two seconds, BAM SHE PULLS THE TRIGGER! Doesn't even mind the spray of blood, that's gonna be HER victory mask all right, never heard a body fall down in so much green grass, but he falls and he doesn't even twitch by the time he hits the ground, but better double-tap than sorry, and with the second bullet in his head she steps closer to look down and finish: "...someone's gotta put Jack back in the box".
...At least she's TOTALLY gonna tell it like that wheif she makes it outta here alive, back to--
--hey, fun fact, did ya already figure that if even half of that gibberish is remotely true then there's a good chance Rhys totally sold them out to grow a Hyperion monster from his brain, shut up, Fiona, we're not talking about that now!
--back to Old Haven, that's it, hang on, that's still something she can use, right? ]
...Should've caught on sooner, I mean, a guy who can afford to get rid of Rhys and yours truly, that's obviously a guy who figured out how to get around the whole Gortys imprint business, and that's, uh... that's pretty impressive.
[ Step A: Complete
Step B: Don't throw up in your mouth. ]
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[he looks down at the gun in his hand, and then back up at her]
You know what, just for trying to psych me out like that, I'm gonna give you the benefit of picking the kind of gun you'd like to die by. Elemental more your style? I've got a sick slag shotgun. Also this weird taking sniper rifle - pretty sure its programming is fucked up to hell and back. Still, it'll be great to hear it insulting you as the bullet tears through your body. Sniping at point blank, haven't done that much before...
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[ And. Wow. Her sarcasm gauge must've hit critical levels and exploded, 'cause that was so bad, it actually came out the other end and sounded sincere, as much as the whole concept of that sentence in that context could possibly sound sincere. Then again, knowing Hyperion they've probably got a whole office space full of weirdos who'd die for the chance of getting shot in the face by Handsome Jack.
...Question is, how does she unsubscribe from this incredible once-in-a-lifetime rewards program? 'Cause even with her Amazing talent for figuring out exactly what people want and how to take advantage of that, you're kiiiiinda shit out of luck when it turns out that what they want is really just You comma Dead.
Sooooooooooooo........... ]
So I don't suppose I can talk ya out of the gun entirely? You know, I'm thinking a... dunno, I guess a strangulation kinda deal, fingerprints, one autograph to last, that sorta thing?
[ Hah. Remember when she thought ♫ Catch a riiiiiiiide ♫ was the most humiliating and soul-crushing thing she ever had to say to get out of a tight spot? Yeahhhhhhh..... ]