entranceway | e x p e r i m e n t #05 (accidental video)

[When the broadcast starts, it goes from silence to the immediate noise of two people screaming, punctuated by the sound of laser gunshots and mechanical whirring. It seems the device is on a side-table, giving a flat view of Ford and Alphys… perched on another table. Alphys is curled up, hands over her head, looking incredibly distressed, while Ford seems to be shooting at something off-camera.]

Oh m-my god, oh my god, we’re going to d-die here, I’m so s-sorry, I didn’t know they were all going to start...

Don’t worry! I happen to have excellent aim.

[All of a sudden, something takes a flying leap up onto the table, and Alphys yells as Ford shoots it down. The ensuing shot causes the device to fall over, revealing the floor is absolutely covered in knife wielding box tentacles, some with multiple arms, some with multiple knives, all running over each other and stabbing the floor, themselves, and the table. Alphys is still yelling. Ford is still shooting. It looks like an absolute catastrophe.]

Maybe we shouldn’t have prototyped them with the basic ability to learn--

Well it w-would have been fine if it was just, y-you know, one of them! They weren’t all supposed to turn on at the same time!

[Suddenly, Alphys turns her head and seems to notice the device, turning herself around and reaching out to grab it, bringing it in close to her and Ford.]

Uh, t-this is totally under control! No need to panic! I d-don’t, uhm, know how long this has been broadcasting, but, it’s f-fine! … And m-maybe don’t come to Ford’s room for, uhm, a little bit, for uh. Reasons.

Is that thing on? Uh, I mean-- Yes! Everything is absolutely, 100% under control. There is no need to worry about anythi-- [Ford cuts himself off and hisses.] Watch out, Alphys! I think it just tasted my blood!!

Oh g-god please don’t let that do anything new.

[And the device blinks off, cutting out the mechanical whirring sounds with it.]

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[Dipper turns on the video frantically, grabbing a golf club from Mabel's side of the view as he starts rushing out the door.]

Grunkle Ford!! Oh my god, what's going on? Are you okay? What are you fighting? Do you need help? Where are you?

[George stares at the spectacle before her and cooly takes a sip of coke. She works very hard at being unflappable, and it's times like this where it comes in handy. It helps that her sunglasses hide her eyes. Makes it much easier to appear unmoved by this... ridiculousness.]

I have so many questions that I honestly don't know where to start.

Edited 2016-10-20 01:15 (UTC)

IT'S FINE, it's, uh, it's s-so fine! Don't worry! We have this under control!

[To punctuate this, she yelps a little as the table shakes, and Mikan can watch her grab something offscreen and wing it at the floor before looking at the camera again sheepishly.]

So fine! Super f-fine.

Uh, t-they're, box prototypes? It, uh, sort of got out of hand, but it's okay, we've got this! Mostly.

[PLEASE DON'T WORRY, SWEET CHILD]

We... m-made them? On accident?

They're not as dangerous as t-this sounds. Promise.

Oh g-gosh, I'm so sorry-- are you, uhm, b-both of you okay?? I didn't m-mean to broadcast this...

[She debates not answering this, because it makes her look even more ridiculous than she is, but HERE WE ARE.]

Honestly, I'm n-not even sure how many answers I could, uhm, g-give you.

It's okay! Honestly, it, uhm, p-probably would be less safe if we opened the door.

[WHY DO CHILDREN KEEP RUSHING AT THIS]

I'm taking that as a compliment, so thank you. [ It sounded complimentary. Enough. Bob tries not to reflect on the couple of days he probably spent squatting in an empty room, talking to himself and living on whatever could be cooked with a George Foreman grill. ]

It got easier to handle when I realized that this is all like a combination of every weird, crazy thing that's ever happened to me, ever. It's just... magical. And ten times crazier. Or I'm ten times crazier. But the wine's free, so.

I, uh... a-appreciate you worrying about us, though?

[What does she even say to this. She has no idea how to talk to Toriel, lord.]

[She pops back on for another moment before signing off herself.]

Again, uh, s-so sorry about this, like, everything this, the robots and the c-conversation. Won't happen again!!!

[And then she's off, too.]

Edited (fuckken html) 2016-10-21 02:21 (UTC)

Hah! Y-Yeah, that would be so funny! Then they'd look like a bird monster.

[Okay she's slowly being suckered into this.]

We, uhm, h-had a prank competition a few months ago... it would be fun to, uhm, d-do over again, now.

It w-wasn't my parts! I didn't know the signal was t-that widespread, I thought it was more c-centralized...

[she is trying ok]

[In all honesty, so is he. There were only snippets of humor in Zacharie's game after all. It would be interesting to see more.]

I personally have never been in a prank competition before! If you were to re-hold one, are others allowed to join?

[Someone did say he should try things outside of his role anyways.]

I will see you then.

[And one convenient timeskip later, Zacharie is hanging around the front hall at the exact time stated. He's pretty easy to spot, being the only resident to sport a mask and a backpack that looks like it's made out of pockets.

He'll wave Ford over once he spots him.]

Buenos días dear friend. How are we today?

Oh, uh, well, they have m-microchips that were supposed to scan how others died to prevent it? But uh, so far, I think all they've learned is what the gun is, which is why they keep jumping. But they don't have shield generators or a-anything like that, so it's fine!

Ohhhh, okay! I thought maybe you meant like, that they're intelligent. And just... suddenly decided to start stabbing people.

They're not learning to stab people more efficiently, right?

Uh, I appreciate that you d-don't want me to get stabbed??

[She doesn't even know how to respond to this, good god.]

This, uh. Sort of t-thing happens, sometimes. Not usually, uhm, knife robots, though.

[She's giggling now. Sans is getting to her.]

What, Metta, a-afraid I'm gonna knock you out for something else, and t-then, and then boom! Tentacle arm!

[She bursts into another fit of giggles. Oh god. What if his NEO cannon shot these things??? THIS IS REMARKABLE]

Well, they all t-turned on, when only one was supposed to. So the problem became apparent, uhm, p-pretty quickly.

No!!! No tentacle arms or tentacle hair!!! It doesn't match my aesthetic!!

[Oh, these chucklefucks think they're so clever!! This is SERIOUS BUSINESS!!]

[Guess who's laughing his goddamn fucking ass off.]

Oh my god you memeing fucks! Y-Y-You kinky, memeing fucks!

[She is obviously very flustered.]

T-They're not that kind of tentacle!!!

.... Alright, then.

[That makes a little more sense.]

I hope you manage to get it under control soon.

N-Not with that attitude.

[Huh, is she a lizard? Cool.]

I mean, y-y-you'd have to attach something other than a knife to it, unless you, unless you're a really kinky fuck. But i-if that's the case I'm not gonna judge.

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