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entranceway2016-10-17 08:01 pm
mviw) wrote in entranceway2016-10-17 08:01 pm
Entry tags:
- bob's burgers: bob belcher,
- dangan ronpa: mikan tsumiki,
- dragon age: anders,
- estancia: kay,
- gravity falls: dipper pines,
- gravity falls: fiddleford mcgucket,
- gravity falls: mabel pines,
- gravity falls: stanford pines,
- gravity falls: stanley pines,
- marvel: jane foster,
- newsflesh: georgia mason,
- off: zacharie,
- rick and morty: rick,
- steven universe: connie maheswaran,
- the amazing spider-man: peter parker,
- the picture of dorian gray: dorian gray,
- undertale: alphys,
- undertale: chara,
- undertale: frisk,
- undertale: mettaton,
- undertale: sans,
- undertale: toriel
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.]
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.]
[video] *THREADJACKS AT HIGH SPEED*
...it is a joke right? Right Alphys?
[video]
you could consider it part of your battle arsenal. flip another switch and instead of bullets, you've got knife wielding tentacles.
[video]
No, o-of course not! I don't even think this would be compatible with Mettaton's s-systems, anyway.
... It w-would be kind of funny, though, wouldn't it?
[video]
Don't you even THINK about it! And don't you give her any more ideas, Sans!
[video]
don't you want deadly hair, mettaton?
[video]
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]
[video]
[Oh, these chucklefucks think they're so clever!! This is SERIOUS BUSINESS!!]
[video]
[But also,]
and al, if you've got a microwave nearby you could probably generate a low-grade EMP by putting it on the right weight setting and making it short-circuit. whenever you're done watching these, uh, knife-wielding tentacles do their thing.
[video]
W-Weight setting?
[You know what, forget it.]
I just need to g-get to the remote, and I can shut off the remainder. Ford's clearing me a p-path.
[video]
[With that disgruntled statement, Mettaton pops out of the video call.]