Memories/closed rp
[oldmanmcg]
Ford scratched the top of his head as he looked around the area of the town that he was at. McGucket wasn’t at his home in the junkyard so the author had been spending some hours of searching for his former assistant with not much luck. Even the citizens hadn’t seen him which he heard at least one usually did.
“Ok, if I was him where would I go.”
He then remembered what Dipper said about his encounter with the Blind Eye Society (which had been started by Fiddleford as he had thought) and he rushed to the museum of history. Once there he goes to the eye room and pressed the hidden button to open the secret door then walked down the stairs to the main hall and eventually got to the Hall of the Forgotten where he found his friend watching something on a television located in the room.
Ford walked over and once he got there, he stopped as he saw that his old roommate was actually watching the recorded memories he had taken from himself with his memory erasing gun. This made the genius frown and he felt a bit awful as he saw himself as one of the reasons why McGucket did this.
After a bit of time he sat down next to the hillbilly engineer but didn’t say a thing to him. He wasn’t really sure what to say. Whatever he wanted to talk about to him didn’t really seem that important at the moment. He then gave a sigh.
