The Stacey Parable

Ask/Rp blog for The Stanley Parable Characters! Will RP for: The Narrator Stacey (OC)

[bumpscosity]

Been working on this since mid-may, I figured Narrator Appreciation Day (8/8) was as good a day as ever to finish it off :D

Song: Vacations - Telephones

[doodlingbot]

(You see, Stanley, it's different when I'm the one controlling guiding you.)

[poomsen]

[birusoda]

I DID IT MY NARRATOR LIVES

[askthestaceyparable]

🐇 For Stacey!

🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)

"I... i actually have a cell phone. Not a real one of course, and not the one that connects to others through the Office's program for limited contact with others inside. It's one I made, out of some old cardboard boxes and paint. ... it's just like the phone I had Outside, before I ever came in here. I, um..."

She hesitates, pulling out the well-worn and often-repaired item from her pocket.

"... before I ever had one in here, I... I made it special. See, I used to... talk to mom. With it. ... my real one, I mean. Whenever I was scared, or lonely, or just... missing her. I'd call her. ... listen to her voice from her old recording. And I'd just... talk to her. ... I didn't have that when I came in here. And... I needed her. A lot. ... so I made this to use instead.

... I still use it sometimes..."

[askthestaceyparable]

👁‍🗨 - For N

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

"I... nngh." The Narrator clenches his jaw shut in an attempt to stifle his own words. It doesn't work. "... those... idiotic Japanese cartoons Stacey's so obsessed with. Some of them manage to feature plotlines that are... relatively interesting.

There, are you happy?"

[rp-meme-glaceon]

Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

❤️- For a secret crush

📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about

🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about

💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others

🏹- For a talent they wish they had

👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps

🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)

📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)

📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

❓- Free Space! Ask them about a specific secret!

[gravelygirlfriends]

Starter for @askthestaceyparable

Omni waited in the employee lounge as she hummed to herself waiting for the portal Stacey’s narrator had promised to send her.

She had followed his instructions, get up bright and early and wait for a portal so she could finally prove herself to him and complete his challenge of running his story for the entire day.

This was her chance to make up for the bad first impression they had the first time she visited Stacey’s office and perhaps make up for the embarrassingly wrong assumptions she had made based on the offices she was used to.

She was unsure exactly what Stacey’s office was but she certainly new it wasn’t a game but she was still planning on winning it.

Just when she was beginning to think the narrator had lied a portal appeared beside her in the corner of the room.

Quickly hopping up from the sofa she walked over to the portal taking a deep breath to prepared herself for the challenge ahead. She knew this was going to be a challenge.

Hopping through the portal Alice entered Stacey’s office again.

[gravelygirlfriends]

“… I know your an individual… that doesn’t mean you couldn’t have some similarities to the other narrators… you aren’t completely different from them you know” replied Omni as she left the office seeming mildly annoyed by the narrators insistence of his uniqueness.

“Also in REAL LIFE YOU CAN ONLY DIE ONCE! And it was the worst thing that’s ever happened to me so if you don’t mind then maybe yous shouldn’t make fun of other peoples trauma… I have died lots of other ways… but only once in the real world and I’m just saying that I don’t think anything can hurt more then that” responded Omni crossing her arm seeming notably upset, she was aware he was grumpy but this was a whole new low.

After Omni’s emotional high disappeared she began to feel the effects of the narrators settings change more notably, she looked at her hands feeling slightly disoriented, talking her hand with the other trying to see if she felt any different.

She continued on her way to the two doors starting to get more used to it as she went.

Walking through the door on the left Alice continued towards the meeting room eager to prove she could indeed fulfil her promise of completing the story.

[askthestaceyparable]

"Of course not entirely, no. But I'm allowed some degree of individuality, thank you." But what did a child know or understand of such complex concepts as individuality?

At least the girl's sudden outburst surprisingly managed to earn her a moment of the Narrator's silence, albeit only due to his own partial shock that she'd gotten so aggressive quite so suddenly. Only once she finished did he decide to continue, albeit a touch more softly if only because he, for once, had managed to agree with something she'd said.

"I didn't intend to mock it." He insisted briefly. "I'm not denying that your death was a terrible and painful experience. I'm sure it was probably the worst thing your mind can currently fathom it can endure."

The Narrator's voice quickly took on a lower and much darker pitch than before as he went on, however, a bit more honesty and personal connection intertwining with his words than what he meant to let out.

"But believe me, child. There are fates worse than death, regardless of in what way or which reality it happened. Dying in real life is painful, yes. But it can also be much, much worse." Omni's hands would feel... odd upon initial touch. Similar in texture to a rough plastic that made strange noises when scratched, it took a mild flicker before it returned to being something she was used to, her own memory of how she felt and looked taking a moment to click in with the program that controlled her current form. Even so, she felt almost... stiff despite having full flexibility as normal; a sensation that would, again, require a few moments of consideration before it was adjusted according to her own memories. It seemed despite having adjusted itself to add in this temporary character, the program still needed to adjust for the finer details of her existence.

At least she was continuing on with the Story despite the conversation. The Narrator was actually relieved she was so far obeying his orders, though he was already quite certain that she was only doing it to get into his good graces. This behavior wouldn't last for long, of that he was certain. It was only a matter of time before she slipped up. He only had to wait, and continue on with the Story as normal.

[gravelygirlfriends]

Starter for @askthestaceyparable

Omni waited in the employee lounge as she hummed to herself waiting for the portal Stacey’s narrator had promised to send her.

She had followed his instructions, get up bright and early and wait for a portal so she could finally prove herself to him and complete his challenge of running his story for the entire day.

This was her chance to make up for the bad first impression they had the first time she visited Stacey’s office and perhaps make up for the embarrassingly wrong assumptions she had made based on the offices she was used to.

She was unsure exactly what Stacey’s office was but she certainly new it wasn’t a game but she was still planning on winning it.

Just when she was beginning to think the narrator had lied a portal appeared beside her in the corner of the room.

Quickly hopping up from the sofa she walked over to the portal taking a deep breath to prepared herself for the challenge ahead. She knew this was going to be a challenge.

Hopping through the portal Alice entered Stacey’s office again.

[gravelygirlfriends]

“Yes… your an old man… but that hasn’t caused problems with any others narrators…” replied Omni, the longer they talked the more ridiculous her task was seeming to become.

Could anyone really get through to his man

Omni dismissed the screen with one hand “it’s done… you can make me protagonist now” she said with a forced smile.

“I already know what being stabbed in real life felt like… so I can’t imagine I’ll be too surprised… of course I didn’t have any pain medication for that because what sort of a murderer would do that” she replied with a small laugh, almost like she was bragging.

It was a very odd thing to brag about… Omni was well aware she might have gone beyond just accepting her death and maybe embracing it a little too much… although she saw no reason to watch her words as she hardly had to worry about scaring the narrator… he seemed to relish in those descriptions a bit.

It made her wonder if the narrator was the masochist all along.

Alice made her way out of Stanley’s office and made her way towards the two doors room seeming to know her way rather well.

[askthestaceyparable]

"Again you persist in comparing me to others; does the concept of individualism escape you entirely, or are you simply finding it impossible to distinguish one Narrator from the other? Is that the reason you find yourself so obsessed with me? Because all the other Narrators you meet are all so nice to you that you find it utterly baffling that one of us behaves any differently? Well, I find it quite the compliment, then, to be the unique one amongst a sea of similarity."

Omni wouldn't feel much of a change at the moment, despite the Narrator's adjustment of certain settings to turn her into a temporary Protagonist. No, that sensation would come later, after she stepped through the doors to room 427 and so began the sequence to allow her to run the Story. Then she would feel... almost a bit heavier, somehow. More solid and yet hollow at the same time. It might leave her a touch nauseous for a bit, but it wasn't a difficult sensation to get used to.

"Stabbed? Is that it?" The Narrator echoed, quite unimpressed with such a limited history, considering the full context of all the painful experiences he'd just described. "Well then, perhaps our little venture will be even shorter than I originally anticipated. We won't even need any sort of lunch break at this rate, if that's all you have up your sleeve. No matter. The time is nigh and the only way to know what will happen in the future is to experience it. So let's get this show on the road, shall we?" The door to room 427 would open wide after the Narrator gave his usual speech to begin the session, the Instance in which Omni existed shifting all around her to become a proper Story Instance that was an entirely separate plane from which Stacey and all the adjustments to her home Office existed. Things would seem fairly normal as Omni went on, and the two doors would be presented when she reached them, just as they always were. "When Stanley came to a set of two open doors... He entered the door on his Left."

[zozthethird]

And Stanley really did make for a wonderful companion, even if he was a fiction.

[askthestaceyparable]

neverendingparable

does this mean there's the possibility of weapons in the office?

{Unfortunately no; as this was all only meant to be a test of the systems, and Stanley hadn't anyone to fight and test AGAINST in this case, there aren't any weapons currently in the Office. Even if there were, N would have deleted them all by now, or locked them away in some unreachable / archived file. Though if someone were to bring some in from another world, they'd probably connect to the appropriate signals and be recognized by the system.}

[askthestaceyparable]

What does the office do if someone has an avatar that isn’t programmed with human anatomy… so no bones to crush and things like that… has the narrator even encountered such a situation?

{It can still instill pain within the subject through whatever means it has available to it. Stacey's form might handle it technically differently than someone else's, but the result is still the same. Remember this is all a holographic reality, and people's forms are meant to be projections of themselves as perceived in their mind. So if anything happens to their form, their mind perceives it as real.

If their form eats, for example, a command is sent to their brain insisting that they have just eaten. Then IRL, that signal is read through the program and sends a DIFFERENT signal out to another part of the machine that allots a bit of food into the person's body based on whatever their mental figure ate, matching nutritional value and caloric intake as needed.

So, then, if someone sees their hand being crushed (mind you this part of things is assisted by some forced signals sent through the IRL person's brain), they are going to feel every bit of it, whether they want to or not. Their brain can see what's happening to their "body," and the program sends the appropriate signals of "broken bone pain, crushed muscles pain, snapped limbs pain, etc" into the IRL brain to further instill that sensation so people can't just "think" their way out of it. So even in the case of there not being a "body" to send the signals to, the program will still send data of "HEY THIS FKIN HURTS" into the assigned Protagonist to ensure they're feeling the right amount of pain, regardless of the form they're taking... and a separate warning signal is sent to tell anyone in the IRL building that someone's body managed to disconnect from the Command Center, and needs to be readjusted. That's frankly the main difference.}

[askthestaceyparable]

(Also who programmed the Office so Stacey would feel the effects of death wtf even with morphine that is so cruel)

{The Office wasn't originally meant to be an Office. It was a testing ground for a military experiment intended to train potential soldiers for any and all possible scenarios they might encounter in war (or otherwise), including but not limited to several degrees of torture and near-death experiences. They can "Restart" if they fail because obviously this is just a test, but they can still feel the pain up until the morphine is (supposed to be) injected because of the other purpose of, again, training them to handle pain. N only has the position of Controller (Narrator) because he was meant to test the limits of the program before it was presented to the military. Stanley was the first Tester (Protagonist).}

[askthestaceyparable]

Hmm, Maso is 5'9 so he's...quite a lot taller than you. Unless you've manipulated your avatar again~

"Wh-I-J- What avatar are you referring to!? I- Well I never-- how dare you presume to know my height! And who the hell even are you anyway, be off with you!"

[askthestaceyparable]

Aww, just admit you're scared of getting caught. At least Mas will have the satisfaction of knowing he's making you cower in your control room

"I'm hardly scared of a weird little four-armed man. I'm simply not foolish enough to make such reckless decisions when I bloody well know better."

[askthestaceyparable]

Don't you sometimes come out of your hiding spot to get some food? 🤔

"Admittedly, yes. But I do have a cafeteria of my own, and don't technically need to enter the Office at any point in time. Going in to get treats as prepared by Stacey is just a sort of bonus I've been indulging in. Obviously I won't exactly be presenting myself with any such risks in the future."

[askthestaceyparable]

Also, keeping Maso locked in your Office is kind of dumb idea, isnt it? The more people in your Office, the more likely one of them will see you. Or find a way into your control room. Especially since Maso is half Bradley and terribly curious (with a side of vengeful)

"A remarkable concept, seeing as I'm the only one capable of activating even a connection between my Control Room and the Office. I've installed far too many safety measures for anything less. If it leads them through my Story, then let them try. They're just as trapped in their world as I am in mine."