Dec 11, 2014
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❝S-Sorry, this is where...again...?❞
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❝S-Sorry, this is where...again...?❞
| { Closed for greasemonkeycoward } |
It had been a long and somewhat hard day for Arthur, who had been going up and down all over the place in an attempt to collect materials and try and fix his arm, which as of late had been preforming...well, lackluster to the usual, and it didn't seem to be properly connecting to all of his nerves. It probably needed a little clean-up, but considering how rarely he had to do those he figured he may as well try and add on some modifications. His skills were (hopefully) good enough so that he could fuck up and not end up with a non-functioning piece of metal attached to his arm, but the possibility still scared him.
He'd certainly seen other versions of himself before, for reasons that...none of them knew. Were they drunk? Being mass-cloned? A tear in the fabric of space time? A dream? God having a laugh? Who the hell knew? Well, definently not them, that was one thing that was sure. Things that were definite had been hard to come by recently for Arthur. Maybe he could call one of the doubles up and ask to examine their arm, but that seemed a little risky. I mean, he didn't exactly want to lose any as friends. Or make enemies out of them. That would and could cause massive havock in his life. And everyone elses', to some extent.
It wasn't often he was home, but for now he was, a stop before the crew yet again set out for another long adventure. Walking into the house he had finally managed to purchase himself, (more like a toy dollhouse, really. It was only made up of 3 rooms and a small garage.), he trudged in to find a stranger in his home. Who looked like him, except a little...well, he had more of a mature vibe coming from him?
Eff.
❝Uh...dude...you walk into the wrong crib 'r somethin'...?❞
>MESSAGE SENT TO: kyoko??
uh. kyoko what. what uh uh uh
wHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED LAST NIGHT EXACTLY
THERE IS A CAT ON MY BED WITH KITTENS AND A FIRE EXTINGUISHER
AM I BANNED FROM ANY STATES
>MESSAGE SENT.
Dude are you ok????
if its about the other day dont worry its fine
it didnt hurt that much i just hope i didnt stain anything
anyway are you ok tho??? have u been crying or smth??
plus u still owe me a game of mario kart btw so uh
do u wanna come over maybe??
>MESSAGE SENT.
THAT WASNT ME
I SW EA R
armxless
Shit.
>MESSAGE SENT.
iM SORRY
I THOUGHT IT WOULD WORK I MEAN
TOASTER WAFFLES R A THING
i DIDN T EVEN GE T TO EAT IT
Send ♠ for a drunk text.
>MESSAGE SENT.
RECEIPTENT: Lewis
aYYayyayayYyyyyy MAANnN
iM FFUCCKING SS SMAHSED RIRHT NOW!!!!1111
iC SNT DNRRIVE SNENF D HE EELP PL E EASEEE
❝Uh, oka--❞
An audio tape then played, causing Arthur to jump back. It only repeated what was displayed on the screen, but it still managed to spook him.
❝It's nothin', Art. Keep going…❞
Soft music, like that from a music box, began to play.
❝The heck's that thing...?❞
"....."
"Did you drink your medicine?"
❝Uh, yeah, I guess...?❞
The game, however, posed no option, and continued.
"....."
"....."
"It's okay. I'm here."
"...I hope you get better soon."
"....."
"...Oh, I know."
"...I'll read you a story today."
"What kind, you ask?"
"It's very amusing, sad...violent, pervy. ...That kind of story."
❝W-Wait, p-p-p-p-pervy!?❞
"I think you'll enjoy it too."
"....."
The screen then repeated the previous message of dots, delivered by the yellow creature, who was simply still named "???".
"Well then, let's begin."
The music then fades out, as the screen goes black.
❝Uh, o...kay...?❞