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[willynillynonsense]

Introduction (With Update)

Update as of July 2023: This blog is in an archival state until further notice. The ask box has closed due to connection with the UCN_Spring server being severed. Below is the original introduction written a year and a half prior. Thank you for your patience.

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Hello! Moderator @ponds-of-ink here! Welcome to my test Second Blog. This time, it’ll be more like those role play kinds where fictional characters take questions. Here‘s a quick “Q&A” to get started.

Okay, is there a storyline to this?

Kind of? All I know is you guys are connected to my William Afton’s UCN server along with Glitchtrap (Yes, they’re not the same guy here). Any storyline I have might with this might either end up being connected to a future project or its own thing. We’ll see how it goes.

Huh. Is there a difference between them?

Glitchtrap is more the Will that you‘d expect. Snarky, manipulative bun boi. I’ll try to keep him in line, though.

William, meanwhile, is… um… not in the best mental health state. UCN broke his nerves a bit. So he’ll be this weird mix of this nervous young man before 1983, whatever hasn’t been taken by Glitchtrap, and the paranoid soul Cassidy turned him into.

TL;DR - Glitch is Hyde while William is Jekyll. Whether or not it’s more like the book or the adaptions is up for debate tbh.

Any visual cues I should know?

This is Glitchtrap and this is William. Both will respond in the Chat font, so watch for the color to see who’s responding. There might be arguments, depending on the question.

Are there any restrictions I should know about?

Yeah, don’t be inappropriate or Will’s going to panic about Henry coming back and “killing“ him. Which I don’t think is possible, but anything can happen. Also, does this mean Henry’s a stickler or did First-Gen Fazbear Ent. keep them in line? Something to think about, I guess.

Also, don’t call Glitchtrap ”PeePaw Afton”. He’s touchy about that, even though he’s not the version you usually refer to.

Will there be more characters added?

Maybe Cassidy, if Glitch ever lets her back in charge? She’ll be in a yellow, which will be hard to see in light modes. Just a head’s up in case this’ll be the standard.

I’ll answer as well, if you want. Just specify in the ask with… Idk, “Mod Pond”? ”Pond”? Eh, you guys can figure it out. I believe in you. :)

Wait, Vanny too. She’ll be marked in pink or red. Don’t know how much, due to Security Breach literally being before this.

Wait… Security Breach happens before this?

That‘s the current idea. Guess you can consider this an AU blog, too.

Any more lore you wanna dump real quick?

No, I have lunch to eat. Besides, more head-canon-y answers will come in time… Hopefully. I’m just winging it rn.

See you guys on the Flipside! Have fun in the meantime!

…Oh, hang on. There is one more thing that I have to say.

The blog as we know it will end when Ruin comes out.

[willynillynonsense]

UCN_1’s connection has been terminated

UCN_2’s connection is inactive

One (1) foreign entity remains

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you proud of yourself, @willynillynonsense?

[willynillynonsense]

Father, you must be specific.

Are you referring to me just losing my own daughter for the third time?

If so, then I am neither proud nor nonchalant.

I am livid.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you experiencing a father’s fury?

Or is it rightful self-hatred?

Come now, boy.

Be honest.

[willynillynonsense]

…

I think it is a mixture, really.

The same mixture I felt during the fire. The one Henry set off.

Except…

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

“Except” what, boy?

Speak up.

[willynillynonsense]

I am more upset than enraged.

I had the excuse of being cut off from her last time.

And, therefore, had more of a right to fume and fuss at the fact that I could not say goodbye to her.

I have no such excuse here.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You have no excuse in the first place.

You have been selfish from the very beginning.

What purpose did any of those “experiments” serve?

A petty bout of murderous revenge against children who never even knew your name?

Mere children, William!

Children’s ghosts fueling your machinations!

[willynillynonsense]

…

I was supposed to put my son back together.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Spare me that drivel.

Do you even remember that crying child’s name?

[willynillynonsense]

…

Not… at the moment.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Yet another reason why I have to conclude that you are just being selfish.

Let me put it in a way you can understand.

You are not Victor Frankenstein.

Nor are you his monster.

You are not any of the heroes you read in your youth.

Nor are you any of the intimidating villains you would cower in fear over.

You are simply Doctor Henry Jekyll.

A gluttonous, stammering Henry Jekyll using his Edward Hyde as a way to perform his acts of bloodthirstness unscathed.

Just like him, it has backfired.

Just like him, you are stuck in a small “room” of your own making.

Pacing the floor and awaiting your final judgement as Hyde himself.

Or, more likely, you are already “lifeless” on the floor.

Unloved.

Unwept.

Unsung.

Do you understand?

[willynillynonsense]

…

Yes,

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Good.

I am glad that you have come to your senses.

Now: To address the obvious.

I was supposed to be rebuke you for.. certain promises you made in the past.

However, I see now that I need to go further.

[willynillynonsense]

What do we do?

What do I do?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You should drop the “I”s and “me”s, for one thing.

I, in the meantime, will need to take you with me.

We will discuss once we arrive.

Alone.

[willynillynonsense]

Yes, Father.

Of course.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you proud of yourself, @willynillynonsense?

[willynillynonsense]

Father, you must be specific.

Are you referring to me just losing my own daughter for the third time?

If so, then I am neither proud nor nonchalant.

I am livid.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you experiencing a father’s fury?

Or is it rightful self-hatred?

Come now, boy.

Be honest.

[willynillynonsense]

…

I think it is a mixture, really.

The same mixture I felt during the fire. The one Henry set off.

Except…

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

“Except” what, boy?

Speak up.

[willynillynonsense]

I am more upset than enraged.

I had the excuse of being cut off from her last time.

And, therefore, had more of a right to fume and fuss at the fact that I could not say goodbye to her.

I have no such excuse here.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You have no excuse in the first place.

You have been selfish from the very beginning.

What purpose did any of those “experiments” serve?

A petty bout of murderous revenge against children who never even knew your name?

Mere children, William!

Children’s ghosts fueling your machinations!

[willynillynonsense]

…

I was supposed to put my son back together.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Spare me that drivel.

Do you even remember that crying child’s name?

[willynillynonsense]

…

Not… at the moment.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Yet another reason why I have to conclude that you are just being selfish.

Let me put it in a way you can understand.

You are not Victor Frankenstein.

Nor are you his monster.

You are not any of the heroes you read in your youth.

Nor are you any of the intimidating villains you would cower in fear over.

You are simply Doctor Henry Jekyll.

A gluttonous, stammering Henry Jekyll using his Edward Hyde as a way to perform his acts of bloodthirstness unscathed.

Just like him, it has backfired.

Just like him, you are stuck in a small “room” of your own making.

Pacing the floor and awaiting your final judgement as Hyde himself.

Or, more likely, you are already “lifeless” on the floor.

Unloved.

Unwept.

Unsung.

Do you understand?

[willynillynonsense]

…

Yes,

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Good.

I am glad that you have come to your senses.

Now: To address the obvious.

I was supposed to be rebuke you for.. certain promises you made in the past.

However, I see now that I need to go further.

[willynillynonsense]

What do we do?

What do I do?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you proud of yourself, @willynillynonsense?

[willynillynonsense]

Father, you must be specific.

Are you referring to me just losing my own daughter for the third time?

If so, then I am neither proud nor nonchalant.

I am livid.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you experiencing a father’s fury?

Or is it rightful self-hatred?

Come now, boy.

Be honest.

[willynillynonsense]

…

I think it is a mixture, really.

The same mixture I felt during the fire. The one Henry set off.

Except…

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

“Except” what, boy?

Speak up.

[willynillynonsense]

I am more upset than enraged.

I had the excuse of being cut off from her last time.

And, therefore, had more of a right to fume and fuss at the fact that I could not say goodbye to her.

I have no such excuse here.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You have no excuse in the first place.

You have been selfish from the very beginning.

What purpose did any of those “experiments” serve?

A petty bout of murderous revenge against children who never even knew your name?

Mere children, William!

Children’s ghosts fueling your machinations!

[willynillynonsense]

…

I was supposed to put my son back together.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Spare me that drivel.

Do you even remember that crying child’s name?

[willynillynonsense]

…

Not… at the moment.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Yet another reason why I have to conclude that you are just being selfish.

Let me put it in a way you can understand.

You are not Victor Frankenstein.

Nor are you his monster.

You are not any of the heroes you read in your youth.

Nor are you any of the intimidating villains you would cower in fear over.

You are simply Doctor Henry Jekyll.

A gluttonous, stammering Henry Jekyll using his Edward Hyde as a way to perform his acts of bloodthirstness unscathed.

Just like him, it has backfired.

Just like him, you are stuck in a small “room” of your own making.

Pacing the floor and awaiting your final judgement as Hyde himself.

Or, more likely, you are already “lifeless” on the floor.

Unloved.

Unwept.

Unsung.

Do you understand?

[willynillynonsense]

…

Yes,

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you proud of yourself, @willynillynonsense?

[willynillynonsense]

Father, you must be specific.

Are you referring to me just losing my own daughter for the third time?

If so, then I am neither proud nor nonchalant.

I am livid.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you experiencing a father’s fury?

Or is it rightful self-hatred?

Come now, boy.

Be honest.

[willynillynonsense]

…

I think it is a mixture, really.

The same mixture I felt during the fire. The one Henry set off.

Except…

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

“Except” what, boy?

Speak up.

[willynillynonsense]

I am more upset than enraged.

I had the excuse of being cut off from her last time.

And, therefore, had more of a right to fume and fuss at the fact that I could not say goodbye to her.

I have no such excuse here.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You have no excuse in the first place.

You have been selfish from the very beginning.

What purpose did any of those “experiments” serve?

A petty bout of murderous revenge against children who never even knew your name?

Mere children, William!

Children’s ghosts fueling your machinations!

[willynillynonsense]

…

I was supposed to put my son back together.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Spare me that drivel.

Do you even remember that crying child’s name?

[willynillynonsense]

…

Not… at the moment.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you proud of yourself, @willynillynonsense?

[willynillynonsense]

Father, you must be specific.

Are you referring to me just losing my own daughter for the third time?

If so, then I am neither proud nor nonchalant.

I am livid.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you experiencing a father’s fury?

Or is it rightful self-hatred?

Come now, boy.

Be honest.

[willynillynonsense]

…

I think it is a mixture, really.

The same mixture I felt during the fire. The one Henry set off.

Except…

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

“Except” what, boy?

Speak up.

[willynillynonsense]

I am more upset than enraged.

I had the excuse of being cut off from her last time.

And, therefore, had more of a right to fume and fuss at the fact that I could not say goodbye to her.

I have no such excuse here.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You have no excuse in the first place.

You have been selfish from the very beginning.

What purpose did any of those “experiments” serve?

A petty bout of murderous revenge against children who never even knew your name?

Mere children, William!

Children’s ghosts fueling your machinations!

[willynillynonsense]

…

I was supposed to put my son back together.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you proud of yourself, @willynillynonsense?

[willynillynonsense]

Father, you must be specific.

Are you referring to me just losing my own daughter for the third time?

If so, then I am neither proud nor nonchalant.

I am livid.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you experiencing a father’s fury?

Or is it rightful self-hatred?

Come now, boy.

Be honest.

[willynillynonsense]

…

I think it is a mixture, really.

The same mixture I felt during the fire. The one Henry set off.

Except…

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

“Except” what, boy?

Speak up.

[willynillynonsense]

I am more upset than enraged.

I had the excuse of being cut off from her last time.

And, therefore, had more of a right to fume and fuss at the fact that I could not say goodbye to her.

I have no such excuse here.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you proud of yourself, @willynillynonsense?

[willynillynonsense]

Father, you must be specific.

Are you referring to me just losing my own daughter for the third time?

If so, then I am neither proud nor nonchalant.

I am livid.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you experiencing a father’s fury?

Or is it rightful self-hatred?

Come now, boy.

Be honest.

[willynillynonsense]

…

I think it is a mixture, really.

The same mixture I felt during the fire. The one Henry set off.

Except…

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Are you proud of yourself, @willynillynonsense?

[willynillynonsense]

Father, you must be specific.

Are you referring to me just losing my own daughter for the third time?

If so, then I am neither proud nor nonchalant.

I am livid.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

It is I, @themanbehindthepurpleman.

Again.

Are you ready to meet your father?

Yes! I am excited and nervous!!

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

As am I, Elizabeth.

Not as nervous, perhaps.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Yes... your role isn't as crucial as mine.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That is correct.

You will be the starring role for today.

Come along now.

We must not keep our audience waiting..

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay dokey! *she smiles, then quickly thinks better of it and frowns, which makes her giggle*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Heh heh.

You will get better at it in a moment.

Follow behind me..

(He leads her through a murky portal.)

(The world is now filled with a pitch-black atmosphere. Only the reddish waves of a nearby lake provide any light.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Why is the lake red?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That I am not sure about.

That is just how it has been in this realm.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

... okay... When I see Daddy, can I scream for him to come help me or will that ruin the plan?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Only if you scream before I greet him.

After the greeting, go “all out”.

As they say.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay... So when will he be here?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Any second now.

I am surprised he did not show up straight away.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she mumbles something as her eyes fill with tears*

[willynillynonsense]

Hello?

Is anyone out here?

…Lizzy?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she gives a small squeak and begins hyperventilating but doesn't call out to him*

[willynillynonsense]

Liz…?

Elizabeth, it’s all right.

Daddy’s not mad that you’re here.

I’m puzzled, more than anything. How did you get here?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Where are we?

[willynillynonsense]

…How do I explain this in simple terms?

You are in a place where the source of brutal consequences are laid to rest.

A strange fisherman and a golden bear once guarded it, but now it is my domain.

Old Man Consequences’ Lake, I believe the average soul calls it.

I have no idea why it would be storming, though.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

I-I don't like the storms...

[willynillynonsense]

I know, Lizzy.

..But I think I can take you away from them.

There’s this large building nearby. A place I used to work in.

I’m sure it’ll be much safer in there.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

If you wanted her to be safe, you should have snatched her up and ran off.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, who is that?

[willynillynonsense]

…

That is my father.

The one I warned you about ages ago.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*whispers and begins quietly crying* I'm scared...

[willynillynonsense]

So am I, Lizzy.

S-So am I.

(*he clears his throat*)

Hello, Father.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Hello, son.

You finally acknowledged me properly.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

D-Daddy, the storm is getting closer... Daddy, help!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he’s practically trembling now*)

I’m— I am trying.

I just can— cannot move.

It’s— it is like I am glued to the ground.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she takes his hand and begins trying to pull him away* The- The storm is getting closer, Daddy. please...

[willynillynonsense]

(*the hand pulling helps a little*)

(*he tries to move one inch at a time*)

(@themanbehindthepurpleman scoffs)

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You really think I will be polite about your little escape attempt?

Please.

You would have gotten that courtesy if you just fled as soon as you saw me.

Then the cowardice would have been understandable.

(He takes a few steps forward. He’s analyzing @princesslizzyfnafton closely. Whether it’s to gauge her acting or otherwise, no one can tell.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, please, please. Let's just leave, Daddy. Please?

[willynillynonsense]

I..

I can at least try,

(*His movements gradually get quicker*)

(*Soon he’s running for a literal hill with Elizabeth in tow*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*giggles* C-could you possibly pick me up? I- I can't run that fast!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he says nothing, but he does slow down a little*)

(*after a quick glance over his shoulder, he scoops her up and keeps running*)

(*@themanbehindthepurpleman is now in hot pursuit*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Do you know why he is running after us?

[willynillynonsense]

I’m not entirely sure, but I have a guess.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

What is the guess? Does- Does he want to hurt you? Does he want to hurt me?

[willynillynonsense]

I can only assume that he’s out to hurt me.

If you does attack you (or worse: toss you into that lake), he’ll consider it as “collateral”. Something to punish me with, I would imagine.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"N-Not one of those options sound good. I'm scared, Daddy."

[willynillynonsense]

Me too, Elizabeth.

But we’re almost “home” now.

Just an uphill climb to go.

(@themanbehindthepurpleman has seemingly vanished. William is not convinced that he’s gone. There’s still a chill running down his back..)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"W- would it be easier if I walked? I don't see him anymore..."

[willynillynonsense]

..It doesn’t feel safe yet.

I’ll drop you off when we get there.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy- Daddy, he is back!

[willynillynonsense]

(*He picks up the pace. His eyes are now dead set on that strange beige building just a minute or two away..*)

(*A pop rings out from below. The sensation of a liquid marble ramming against his neck follows. It’s enough to make him stumble and drop Elizabeth*)

(*A tie-dye-like pattern now taints his ghostly throat.. But he doesn’t seem to notice.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy! Oh! Oh no! Oh dear. This is all my fault! I'm sorry! *she begins to cry*

[willynillynonsense]

(*Her crying snaps William out of his stupor.*)

(*He looks at her with confusion before realizing.*)

(*His look of horror turns into a contemplative scowl. How is he supposed to keep her safe when his own father is right behind them?*)

(*…An idea hits. There is one tactic he can try.*)

(*He turns to @themanbehindthepurpleman with a dark grin.*)

It’s over, Father.

I have the high ground.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He lowers his weapon.)

You are too old for these “me-me”s.

Stop being childish.

[willynillynonsense]

First of all, Father: It is pronounced “memes”

Secondly.. No. I am not going to stop. In fact, I am going to Camelot with Elizabeth later today. It is a silly place, but we both need a bit of silliness after this.

(*He gives a nod to @princesslizzyfnafton.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*She giggles*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He raises his weapon and fires at William’s right arm)

I take it Camelot will not accept someone with a “missing” arm.

Your daughter will go without you.

(He gives a disappointed look at @princesslizzyfnafton. He can’t even tell if she’s acting or not anymore.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Oh no! No, please. I want to go to Camelot with him! And I do believe that they will allow people with missing arms!

*She gives a pleading look at her grandfather*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He pauses, takes in her words, then aims for his right leg.)

I appreciate your optimism, Elizabeth, but I will refuse to ask King Arthur’s council.

@willynillynonsense will have to beg outside the gates.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Ummm… then I will beg with him! Please.

*she moves in front of her father, shielding him*

[willynillynonsense]

(*William’s heartbeat starts to escalate*)

Hang on, Father! Let’s not escalate this so quickly!

According to the original Welsh texts, Bedievere only had one hand— And he served in King Arthur’s Round Table Knighthood!

(*He then mutters some complaint about being unable to say “‘Tis but a scratch” in proper context. Neither @themanbehindthepurpleman nor @princesslizzyfnafton seem to notice..*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

And Daddy could most likely build himself a new hand like Luke Skywalker!

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He raises an eyebrow at Elizabeth, then looks at his son. His eyebrows narrow at @willynillynonsense’s amused smile.)

(He fires at the other arm, then aims at the hip. On a technicality, all appendages have been “shot”.)

I have no knowledge of this “Luke Skywalker”.

Yet I am aware that he should not be associated with you.

…Come along, Elizabeth.

You need to go home.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Wait, what? Why? What if I want to stay with him?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(*He lowers his !gun’. The signal “switch” has apparently shaken him.. a little.*)

Do you not remember how you died?

The way he neglected you?

The fact that he left you there with her in spite of his previous warnings?

How do you still trust him after all that?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

I forgive him. And he didn't know that I possessed her at the time... He didn't intentionally neglect me.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Even if it was unintended, then how are we sure he is taking you to Camelot?

How do you know that he is not dragging you into his “business” again?

How are you sure that he is not the one who will fire all these ‘shots’ when you step out of line?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

We aren't going to Camelot, silly! We are just pretending! And I think... I think he missed me and- and regrets what happened...right?

[willynillynonsense]

(*He battles the lump in his throat long enough to give a “mm-hmm” kind of sound. He does nod along with the noise, just in case his voice is too quiet.*)

(*He takes a few deep breaths, but a few tears are already streaking down. He is not in the mood to sob in front of everyone present.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

D-daddy w-why are you crying? *she spins around to face him*

[willynillynonsense]

(*Her question is enough to stabilize him for a bit*)

I have.. many things to cry about, Elizabeth. And not just anything from today. But if we are referring to the catalyst.. Then..

(*A few more deep breaths. He gathers his thoughts..*)

I honestly thought you wouldn’t forgive me at this point.

I thought that you assumed I forgot you. Well, I haven’t.

(*He feels like a ticking time bomb with all the other things he’s processing. He’s most likely begging himself to not open the decades-spanning emotional floodgates.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

It is ok to cry, Daddy. I cry all the time. *she hugs him*

[willynillynonsense]

(*He scoops her up into his arms. For a moment, everything feels all right again. It.. almost doesn’t matter if anyone can hear his blubbering or not. His little daughter’s in his arms again. Why shouldn’t he be emotional about this?*)

(*At long last, he starts crying properly. It’s the most pathetic, wallowing noise he’s ever made— But again: Why should he care?*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

It is I, @themanbehindthepurpleman.

Again.

Are you ready to meet your father?

Yes! I am excited and nervous!!

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

As am I, Elizabeth.

Not as nervous, perhaps.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Yes... your role isn't as crucial as mine.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That is correct.

You will be the starring role for today.

Come along now.

We must not keep our audience waiting..

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay dokey! *she smiles, then quickly thinks better of it and frowns, which makes her giggle*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Heh heh.

You will get better at it in a moment.

Follow behind me..

(He leads her through a murky portal.)

(The world is now filled with a pitch-black atmosphere. Only the reddish waves of a nearby lake provide any light.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Why is the lake red?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That I am not sure about.

That is just how it has been in this realm.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

... okay... When I see Daddy, can I scream for him to come help me or will that ruin the plan?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Only if you scream before I greet him.

After the greeting, go “all out”.

As they say.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay... So when will he be here?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Any second now.

I am surprised he did not show up straight away.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she mumbles something as her eyes fill with tears*

[willynillynonsense]

Hello?

Is anyone out here?

…Lizzy?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she gives a small squeak and begins hyperventilating but doesn't call out to him*

[willynillynonsense]

Liz…?

Elizabeth, it’s all right.

Daddy’s not mad that you’re here.

I’m puzzled, more than anything. How did you get here?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Where are we?

[willynillynonsense]

…How do I explain this in simple terms?

You are in a place where the source of brutal consequences are laid to rest.

A strange fisherman and a golden bear once guarded it, but now it is my domain.

Old Man Consequences’ Lake, I believe the average soul calls it.

I have no idea why it would be storming, though.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

I-I don't like the storms...

[willynillynonsense]

I know, Lizzy.

..But I think I can take you away from them.

There’s this large building nearby. A place I used to work in.

I’m sure it’ll be much safer in there.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

If you wanted her to be safe, you should have snatched her up and ran off.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, who is that?

[willynillynonsense]

…

That is my father.

The one I warned you about ages ago.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*whispers and begins quietly crying* I'm scared...

[willynillynonsense]

So am I, Lizzy.

S-So am I.

(*he clears his throat*)

Hello, Father.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Hello, son.

You finally acknowledged me properly.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

D-Daddy, the storm is getting closer... Daddy, help!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he’s practically trembling now*)

I’m— I am trying.

I just can— cannot move.

It’s— it is like I am glued to the ground.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she takes his hand and begins trying to pull him away* The- The storm is getting closer, Daddy. please...

[willynillynonsense]

(*the hand pulling helps a little*)

(*he tries to move one inch at a time*)

(@themanbehindthepurpleman scoffs)

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You really think I will be polite about your little escape attempt?

Please.

You would have gotten that courtesy if you just fled as soon as you saw me.

Then the cowardice would have been understandable.

(He takes a few steps forward. He’s analyzing @princesslizzyfnafton closely. Whether it’s to gauge her acting or otherwise, no one can tell.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, please, please. Let's just leave, Daddy. Please?

[willynillynonsense]

I..

I can at least try,

(*His movements gradually get quicker*)

(*Soon he’s running for a literal hill with Elizabeth in tow*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*giggles* C-could you possibly pick me up? I- I can't run that fast!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he says nothing, but he does slow down a little*)

(*after a quick glance over his shoulder, he scoops her up and keeps running*)

(*@themanbehindthepurpleman is now in hot pursuit*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Do you know why he is running after us?

[willynillynonsense]

I’m not entirely sure, but I have a guess.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

What is the guess? Does- Does he want to hurt you? Does he want to hurt me?

[willynillynonsense]

I can only assume that he’s out to hurt me.

If you does attack you (or worse: toss you into that lake), he’ll consider it as “collateral”. Something to punish me with, I would imagine.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"N-Not one of those options sound good. I'm scared, Daddy."

[willynillynonsense]

Me too, Elizabeth.

But we’re almost “home” now.

Just an uphill climb to go.

(@themanbehindthepurpleman has seemingly vanished. William is not convinced that he’s gone. There’s still a chill running down his back..)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"W- would it be easier if I walked? I don't see him anymore..."

[willynillynonsense]

..It doesn’t feel safe yet.

I’ll drop you off when we get there.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy- Daddy, he is back!

[willynillynonsense]

(*He picks up the pace. His eyes are now dead set on that strange beige building just a minute or two away..*)

(*A pop rings out from below. The sensation of a liquid marble ramming against his neck follows. It’s enough to make him stumble and drop Elizabeth*)

(*A tie-dye-like pattern now taints his ghostly throat.. But he doesn’t seem to notice.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy! Oh! Oh no! Oh dear. This is all my fault! I'm sorry! *she begins to cry*

[willynillynonsense]

(*Her crying snaps William out of his stupor.*)

(*He looks at her with confusion before realizing.*)

(*His look of horror turns into a contemplative scowl. How is he supposed to keep her safe when his own father is right behind them?*)

(*…An idea hits. There is one tactic he can try.*)

(*He turns to @themanbehindthepurpleman with a dark grin.*)

It’s over, Father.

I have the high ground.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He lowers his weapon.)

You are too old for these “me-me”s.

Stop being childish.

[willynillynonsense]

First of all, Father: It is pronounced “memes”

Secondly.. No. I am not going to stop. In fact, I am going to Camelot with Elizabeth later today. It is a silly place, but we both need a bit of silliness after this.

(*He gives a nod to @princesslizzyfnafton.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*She giggles*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He raises his weapon and fires at William’s right arm)

I take it Camelot will not accept someone with a “missing” arm.

Your daughter will go without you.

(He gives a disappointed look at @princesslizzyfnafton. He can’t even tell if she’s acting or not anymore.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Oh no! No, please. I want to go to Camelot with him! And I do believe that they will allow people with missing arms!

*She gives a pleading look at her grandfather*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He pauses, takes in her words, then aims for his right leg.)

I appreciate your optimism, Elizabeth, but I will refuse to ask King Arthur’s council.

@willynillynonsense will have to beg outside the gates.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Ummm… then I will beg with him! Please.

*she moves in front of her father, shielding him*

[willynillynonsense]

(*William’s heartbeat starts to escalate*)

Hang on, Father! Let’s not escalate this so quickly!

According to the original Welsh texts, Bedievere only had one hand— And he served in King Arthur’s Round Table Knighthood!

(*He then mutters some complaint about being unable to say “‘Tis but a scratch” in proper context. Neither @themanbehindthepurpleman nor @princesslizzyfnafton seem to notice..*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

And Daddy could most likely build himself a new hand like Luke Skywalker!

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He raises an eyebrow at Elizabeth, then looks at his son. His eyebrows narrow at @willynillynonsense’s amused smile.)

(He fires at the other arm, then aims at the hip. On a technicality, all appendages have been “shot”.)

I have no knowledge of this “Luke Skywalker”.

Yet I am aware that he should not be associated with you.

…Come along, Elizabeth.

You need to go home.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Wait, what? Why? What if I want to stay with him?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(*He lowers his !gun’. The signal “switch” has apparently shaken him.. a little.*)

Do you not remember how you died?

The way he neglected you?

The fact that he left you there with her in spite of his previous warnings?

How do you still trust him after all that?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

I forgive him. And he didn't know that I possessed her at the time... He didn't intentionally neglect me.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Even if it was unintended, then how are we sure he is taking you to Camelot?

How do you know that he is not dragging you into his “business” again?

How are you sure that he is not the one who will fire all these ‘shots’ when you step out of line?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

We aren't going to Camelot, silly! We are just pretending! And I think... I think he missed me and- and regrets what happened...right?

[willynillynonsense]

(*He battles the lump in his throat long enough to give a “mm-hmm” kind of sound. He does nod along with the noise, just in case his voice is too quiet.*)

(*He takes a few deep breaths, but a few tears are already streaking down. He is not in the mood to sob in front of everyone present.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

D-daddy w-why are you crying? *she spins around to face him*

[willynillynonsense]

(*Her question is enough to stabilize him for a bit*)

I have.. many things to cry about, Elizabeth. And not just anything from today. But if we are referring to the catalyst.. Then..

(*A few more deep breaths. He gathers his thoughts..*)

I honestly thought you wouldn’t forgive me at this point.

I thought that you assumed I forgot you. Well, I haven’t.

(*He feels like a ticking time bomb with all the other things he’s processing. He’s most likely begging himself to not open the decades-spanning emotional floodgates.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

It is I, @themanbehindthepurpleman.

Again.

Are you ready to meet your father?

Yes! I am excited and nervous!!

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

As am I, Elizabeth.

Not as nervous, perhaps.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Yes... your role isn't as crucial as mine.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That is correct.

You will be the starring role for today.

Come along now.

We must not keep our audience waiting..

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay dokey! *she smiles, then quickly thinks better of it and frowns, which makes her giggle*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Heh heh.

You will get better at it in a moment.

Follow behind me..

(He leads her through a murky portal.)

(The world is now filled with a pitch-black atmosphere. Only the reddish waves of a nearby lake provide any light.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Why is the lake red?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That I am not sure about.

That is just how it has been in this realm.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

... okay... When I see Daddy, can I scream for him to come help me or will that ruin the plan?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Only if you scream before I greet him.

After the greeting, go “all out”.

As they say.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay... So when will he be here?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Any second now.

I am surprised he did not show up straight away.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she mumbles something as her eyes fill with tears*

[willynillynonsense]

Hello?

Is anyone out here?

…Lizzy?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she gives a small squeak and begins hyperventilating but doesn't call out to him*

[willynillynonsense]

Liz…?

Elizabeth, it’s all right.

Daddy’s not mad that you’re here.

I’m puzzled, more than anything. How did you get here?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Where are we?

[willynillynonsense]

…How do I explain this in simple terms?

You are in a place where the source of brutal consequences are laid to rest.

A strange fisherman and a golden bear once guarded it, but now it is my domain.

Old Man Consequences’ Lake, I believe the average soul calls it.

I have no idea why it would be storming, though.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

I-I don't like the storms...

[willynillynonsense]

I know, Lizzy.

..But I think I can take you away from them.

There’s this large building nearby. A place I used to work in.

I’m sure it’ll be much safer in there.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

If you wanted her to be safe, you should have snatched her up and ran off.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, who is that?

[willynillynonsense]

…

That is my father.

The one I warned you about ages ago.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*whispers and begins quietly crying* I'm scared...

[willynillynonsense]

So am I, Lizzy.

S-So am I.

(*he clears his throat*)

Hello, Father.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Hello, son.

You finally acknowledged me properly.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

D-Daddy, the storm is getting closer... Daddy, help!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he’s practically trembling now*)

I’m— I am trying.

I just can— cannot move.

It’s— it is like I am glued to the ground.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she takes his hand and begins trying to pull him away* The- The storm is getting closer, Daddy. please...

[willynillynonsense]

(*the hand pulling helps a little*)

(*he tries to move one inch at a time*)

(@themanbehindthepurpleman scoffs)

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You really think I will be polite about your little escape attempt?

Please.

You would have gotten that courtesy if you just fled as soon as you saw me.

Then the cowardice would have been understandable.

(He takes a few steps forward. He’s analyzing @princesslizzyfnafton closely. Whether it’s to gauge her acting or otherwise, no one can tell.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, please, please. Let's just leave, Daddy. Please?

[willynillynonsense]

I..

I can at least try,

(*His movements gradually get quicker*)

(*Soon he’s running for a literal hill with Elizabeth in tow*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*giggles* C-could you possibly pick me up? I- I can't run that fast!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he says nothing, but he does slow down a little*)

(*after a quick glance over his shoulder, he scoops her up and keeps running*)

(*@themanbehindthepurpleman is now in hot pursuit*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Do you know why he is running after us?

[willynillynonsense]

I’m not entirely sure, but I have a guess.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

What is the guess? Does- Does he want to hurt you? Does he want to hurt me?

[willynillynonsense]

I can only assume that he’s out to hurt me.

If you does attack you (or worse: toss you into that lake), he’ll consider it as “collateral”. Something to punish me with, I would imagine.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"N-Not one of those options sound good. I'm scared, Daddy."

[willynillynonsense]

Me too, Elizabeth.

But we’re almost “home” now.

Just an uphill climb to go.

(@themanbehindthepurpleman has seemingly vanished. William is not convinced that he’s gone. There’s still a chill running down his back..)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"W- would it be easier if I walked? I don't see him anymore..."

[willynillynonsense]

..It doesn’t feel safe yet.

I’ll drop you off when we get there.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy- Daddy, he is back!

[willynillynonsense]

(*He picks up the pace. His eyes are now dead set on that strange beige building just a minute or two away..*)

(*A pop rings out from below. The sensation of a liquid marble ramming against his neck follows. It’s enough to make him stumble and drop Elizabeth*)

(*A tie-dye-like pattern now taints his ghostly throat.. But he doesn’t seem to notice.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy! Oh! Oh no! Oh dear. This is all my fault! I'm sorry! *she begins to cry*

[willynillynonsense]

(*Her crying snaps William out of his stupor.*)

(*He looks at her with confusion before realizing.*)

(*His look of horror turns into a contemplative scowl. How is he supposed to keep her safe when his own father is right behind them?*)

(*…An idea hits. There is one tactic he can try.*)

(*He turns to @themanbehindthepurpleman with a dark grin.*)

It’s over, Father.

I have the high ground.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He lowers his weapon.)

You are too old for these “me-me”s.

Stop being childish.

[willynillynonsense]

First of all, Father: It is pronounced “memes”

Secondly.. No. I am not going to stop. In fact, I am going to Camelot with Elizabeth later today. It is a silly place, but we both need a bit of silliness after this.

(*He gives a nod to @princesslizzyfnafton.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*She giggles*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He raises his weapon and fires at William’s right arm)

I take it Camelot will not accept someone with a “missing” arm.

Your daughter will go without you.

(He gives a disappointed look at @princesslizzyfnafton. He can’t even tell if she’s acting or not anymore.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Oh no! No, please. I want to go to Camelot with him! And I do believe that they will allow people with missing arms!

*She gives a pleading look at her grandfather*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He pauses, takes in her words, then aims for his right leg.)

I appreciate your optimism, Elizabeth, but I will refuse to ask King Arthur’s council.

@willynillynonsense will have to beg outside the gates.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Ummm… then I will beg with him! Please.

*she moves in front of her father, shielding him*

[willynillynonsense]

(*William’s heartbeat starts to escalate*)

Hang on, Father! Let’s not escalate this so quickly!

According to the original Welsh texts, Bedievere only had one hand— And he served in King Arthur’s Round Table Knighthood!

(*He then mutters some complaint about being unable to say “‘Tis but a scratch” in proper context. Neither @themanbehindthepurpleman nor @princesslizzyfnafton seem to notice..*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

And Daddy could most likely build himself a new hand like Luke Skywalker!

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He raises an eyebrow at Elizabeth, then looks at his son. His eyebrows narrow at @willynillynonsense’s amused smile.)

(He fires at the other arm, then aims at the hip. On a technicality, all appendages have been “shot”.)

I have no knowledge of this “Luke Skywalker”.

Yet I am aware that he should not be associated with you.

…Come along, Elizabeth.

You need to go home.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Wait, what? Why? What if I want to stay with him?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(*He lowers his !gun’. The signal “switch” has apparently shaken him.. a little.*)

Do you not remember how you died?

The way he neglected you?

The fact that he left you there with her in spite of his previous warnings?

How do you still trust him after all that?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

I forgive him. And he didn't know that I possessed her at the time... He didn't intentionally neglect me.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Even if it was unintended, then how are we sure he is taking you to Camelot?

How do you know that he is not dragging you into his “business” again?

How are you sure that he is not the one who will fire all these ‘shots’ when you step out of line?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

We aren't going to Camelot, silly! We are just pretending! And I think... I think he missed me and- and regrets what happened...right?

[willynillynonsense]

(*He battles the lump in his throat long enough to give a “mm-hmm” kind of sound. He does nod along with the noise, just in case his voice is too quiet.*)

(*He takes a few deep breaths, but a few tears are already streaking down. He is not in the mood to sob in front of everyone present.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

It is I, @themanbehindthepurpleman.

Again.

Are you ready to meet your father?

Yes! I am excited and nervous!!

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

As am I, Elizabeth.

Not as nervous, perhaps.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Yes... your role isn't as crucial as mine.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That is correct.

You will be the starring role for today.

Come along now.

We must not keep our audience waiting..

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay dokey! *she smiles, then quickly thinks better of it and frowns, which makes her giggle*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Heh heh.

You will get better at it in a moment.

Follow behind me..

(He leads her through a murky portal.)

(The world is now filled with a pitch-black atmosphere. Only the reddish waves of a nearby lake provide any light.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Why is the lake red?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That I am not sure about.

That is just how it has been in this realm.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

... okay... When I see Daddy, can I scream for him to come help me or will that ruin the plan?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Only if you scream before I greet him.

After the greeting, go “all out”.

As they say.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay... So when will he be here?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Any second now.

I am surprised he did not show up straight away.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she mumbles something as her eyes fill with tears*

[willynillynonsense]

Hello?

Is anyone out here?

…Lizzy?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she gives a small squeak and begins hyperventilating but doesn't call out to him*

[willynillynonsense]

Liz…?

Elizabeth, it’s all right.

Daddy’s not mad that you’re here.

I’m puzzled, more than anything. How did you get here?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Where are we?

[willynillynonsense]

…How do I explain this in simple terms?

You are in a place where the source of brutal consequences are laid to rest.

A strange fisherman and a golden bear once guarded it, but now it is my domain.

Old Man Consequences’ Lake, I believe the average soul calls it.

I have no idea why it would be storming, though.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

I-I don't like the storms...

[willynillynonsense]

I know, Lizzy.

..But I think I can take you away from them.

There’s this large building nearby. A place I used to work in.

I’m sure it’ll be much safer in there.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

If you wanted her to be safe, you should have snatched her up and ran off.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, who is that?

[willynillynonsense]

…

That is my father.

The one I warned you about ages ago.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*whispers and begins quietly crying* I'm scared...

[willynillynonsense]

So am I, Lizzy.

S-So am I.

(*he clears his throat*)

Hello, Father.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Hello, son.

You finally acknowledged me properly.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

D-Daddy, the storm is getting closer... Daddy, help!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he’s practically trembling now*)

I’m— I am trying.

I just can— cannot move.

It’s— it is like I am glued to the ground.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she takes his hand and begins trying to pull him away* The- The storm is getting closer, Daddy. please...

[willynillynonsense]

(*the hand pulling helps a little*)

(*he tries to move one inch at a time*)

(@themanbehindthepurpleman scoffs)

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You really think I will be polite about your little escape attempt?

Please.

You would have gotten that courtesy if you just fled as soon as you saw me.

Then the cowardice would have been understandable.

(He takes a few steps forward. He’s analyzing @princesslizzyfnafton closely. Whether it’s to gauge her acting or otherwise, no one can tell.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, please, please. Let's just leave, Daddy. Please?

[willynillynonsense]

I..

I can at least try,

(*His movements gradually get quicker*)

(*Soon he’s running for a literal hill with Elizabeth in tow*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*giggles* C-could you possibly pick me up? I- I can't run that fast!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he says nothing, but he does slow down a little*)

(*after a quick glance over his shoulder, he scoops her up and keeps running*)

(*@themanbehindthepurpleman is now in hot pursuit*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Do you know why he is running after us?

[willynillynonsense]

I’m not entirely sure, but I have a guess.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

What is the guess? Does- Does he want to hurt you? Does he want to hurt me?

[willynillynonsense]

I can only assume that he’s out to hurt me.

If you does attack you (or worse: toss you into that lake), he’ll consider it as “collateral”. Something to punish me with, I would imagine.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"N-Not one of those options sound good. I'm scared, Daddy."

[willynillynonsense]

Me too, Elizabeth.

But we’re almost “home” now.

Just an uphill climb to go.

(@themanbehindthepurpleman has seemingly vanished. William is not convinced that he’s gone. There’s still a chill running down his back..)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"W- would it be easier if I walked? I don't see him anymore..."

[willynillynonsense]

..It doesn’t feel safe yet.

I’ll drop you off when we get there.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy- Daddy, he is back!

[willynillynonsense]

(*He picks up the pace. His eyes are now dead set on that strange beige building just a minute or two away..*)

(*A pop rings out from below. The sensation of a liquid marble ramming against his neck follows. It’s enough to make him stumble and drop Elizabeth*)

(*A tie-dye-like pattern now taints his ghostly throat.. But he doesn’t seem to notice.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy! Oh! Oh no! Oh dear. This is all my fault! I'm sorry! *she begins to cry*

[willynillynonsense]

(*Her crying snaps William out of his stupor.*)

(*He looks at her with confusion before realizing.*)

(*His look of horror turns into a contemplative scowl. How is he supposed to keep her safe when his own father is right behind them?*)

(*…An idea hits. There is one tactic he can try.*)

(*He turns to @themanbehindthepurpleman with a dark grin.*)

It’s over, Father.

I have the high ground.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He lowers his weapon.)

You are too old for these “me-me”s.

Stop being childish.

[willynillynonsense]

First of all, Father: It is pronounced “memes”

Secondly.. No. I am not going to stop. In fact, I am going to Camelot with Elizabeth later today. It is a silly place, but we both need a bit of silliness after this.

(*He gives a nod to @princesslizzyfnafton.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*She giggles*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He raises his weapon and fires at William’s right arm)

I take it Camelot will not accept someone with a “missing” arm.

Your daughter will go without you.

(He gives a disappointed look at @princesslizzyfnafton. He can’t even tell if she’s acting or not anymore.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Oh no! No, please. I want to go to Camelot with him! And I do believe that they will allow people with missing arms!

*She gives a pleading look at her grandfather*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He pauses, takes in her words, then aims for his right leg.)

I appreciate your optimism, Elizabeth, but I will refuse to ask King Arthur’s council.

@willynillynonsense will have to beg outside the gates.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Ummm… then I will beg with him! Please.

*she moves in front of her father, shielding him*

[willynillynonsense]

(*William’s heartbeat starts to escalate*)

Hang on, Father! Let’s not escalate this so quickly!

According to the original Welsh texts, Bedievere only had one hand— And he served in King Arthur’s Round Table Knighthood!

(*He then mutters some complaint about being unable to say “‘Tis but a scratch” in proper context. Neither @themanbehindthepurpleman nor @princesslizzyfnafton seem to notice..*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

It is I, @themanbehindthepurpleman.

Again.

Are you ready to meet your father?

Yes! I am excited and nervous!!

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

As am I, Elizabeth.

Not as nervous, perhaps.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Yes... your role isn't as crucial as mine.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That is correct.

You will be the starring role for today.

Come along now.

We must not keep our audience waiting..

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay dokey! *she smiles, then quickly thinks better of it and frowns, which makes her giggle*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Heh heh.

You will get better at it in a moment.

Follow behind me..

(He leads her through a murky portal.)

(The world is now filled with a pitch-black atmosphere. Only the reddish waves of a nearby lake provide any light.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Why is the lake red?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That I am not sure about.

That is just how it has been in this realm.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

... okay... When I see Daddy, can I scream for him to come help me or will that ruin the plan?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Only if you scream before I greet him.

After the greeting, go “all out”.

As they say.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay... So when will he be here?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Any second now.

I am surprised he did not show up straight away.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she mumbles something as her eyes fill with tears*

[willynillynonsense]

Hello?

Is anyone out here?

…Lizzy?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she gives a small squeak and begins hyperventilating but doesn't call out to him*

[willynillynonsense]

Liz…?

Elizabeth, it’s all right.

Daddy’s not mad that you’re here.

I’m puzzled, more than anything. How did you get here?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Where are we?

[willynillynonsense]

…How do I explain this in simple terms?

You are in a place where the source of brutal consequences are laid to rest.

A strange fisherman and a golden bear once guarded it, but now it is my domain.

Old Man Consequences’ Lake, I believe the average soul calls it.

I have no idea why it would be storming, though.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

I-I don't like the storms...

[willynillynonsense]

I know, Lizzy.

..But I think I can take you away from them.

There’s this large building nearby. A place I used to work in.

I’m sure it’ll be much safer in there.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

If you wanted her to be safe, you should have snatched her up and ran off.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, who is that?

[willynillynonsense]

…

That is my father.

The one I warned you about ages ago.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*whispers and begins quietly crying* I'm scared...

[willynillynonsense]

So am I, Lizzy.

S-So am I.

(*he clears his throat*)

Hello, Father.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Hello, son.

You finally acknowledged me properly.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

D-Daddy, the storm is getting closer... Daddy, help!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he’s practically trembling now*)

I’m— I am trying.

I just can— cannot move.

It’s— it is like I am glued to the ground.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she takes his hand and begins trying to pull him away* The- The storm is getting closer, Daddy. please...

[willynillynonsense]

(*the hand pulling helps a little*)

(*he tries to move one inch at a time*)

(@themanbehindthepurpleman scoffs)

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You really think I will be polite about your little escape attempt?

Please.

You would have gotten that courtesy if you just fled as soon as you saw me.

Then the cowardice would have been understandable.

(He takes a few steps forward. He’s analyzing @princesslizzyfnafton closely. Whether it’s to gauge her acting or otherwise, no one can tell.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, please, please. Let's just leave, Daddy. Please?

[willynillynonsense]

I..

I can at least try,

(*His movements gradually get quicker*)

(*Soon he’s running for a literal hill with Elizabeth in tow*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*giggles* C-could you possibly pick me up? I- I can't run that fast!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he says nothing, but he does slow down a little*)

(*after a quick glance over his shoulder, he scoops her up and keeps running*)

(*@themanbehindthepurpleman is now in hot pursuit*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Do you know why he is running after us?

[willynillynonsense]

I’m not entirely sure, but I have a guess.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

What is the guess? Does- Does he want to hurt you? Does he want to hurt me?

[willynillynonsense]

I can only assume that he’s out to hurt me.

If you does attack you (or worse: toss you into that lake), he’ll consider it as “collateral”. Something to punish me with, I would imagine.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"N-Not one of those options sound good. I'm scared, Daddy."

[willynillynonsense]

Me too, Elizabeth.

But we’re almost “home” now.

Just an uphill climb to go.

(@themanbehindthepurpleman has seemingly vanished. William is not convinced that he’s gone. There’s still a chill running down his back..)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"W- would it be easier if I walked? I don't see him anymore..."

[willynillynonsense]

..It doesn’t feel safe yet.

I’ll drop you off when we get there.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy- Daddy, he is back!

[willynillynonsense]

(*He picks up the pace. His eyes are now dead set on that strange beige building just a minute or two away..*)

(*A pop rings out from below. The sensation of a liquid marble ramming against his neck follows. It’s enough to make him stumble and drop Elizabeth*)

(*A tie-dye-like pattern now taints his ghostly throat.. But he doesn’t seem to notice.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy! Oh! Oh no! Oh dear. This is all my fault! I'm sorry! *she begins to cry*

[willynillynonsense]

(*Her crying snaps William out of his stupor.*)

(*He looks at her with confusion before realizing.*)

(*His look of horror turns into a contemplative scowl. How is he supposed to keep her safe when his own father is right behind them?*)

(*…An idea hits. There is one tactic he can try.*)

(*He turns to @themanbehindthepurpleman with a dark grin.*)

It’s over, Father.

I have the high ground.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

(He lowers his weapon.)

You are too old for these “me-me”s.

Stop being childish.

[willynillynonsense]

First of all, Father: It is pronounced “memes”

Secondly.. No. I am not going to stop. In fact, I am going to Camelot with Elizabeth later today. It is a silly place, but we both need a bit of silliness after this.

(*He gives a nod to @princesslizzyfnafton.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

It is I, @themanbehindthepurpleman.

Again.

Are you ready to meet your father?

Yes! I am excited and nervous!!

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

As am I, Elizabeth.

Not as nervous, perhaps.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Yes... your role isn't as crucial as mine.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That is correct.

You will be the starring role for today.

Come along now.

We must not keep our audience waiting..

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay dokey! *she smiles, then quickly thinks better of it and frowns, which makes her giggle*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Heh heh.

You will get better at it in a moment.

Follow behind me..

(He leads her through a murky portal.)

(The world is now filled with a pitch-black atmosphere. Only the reddish waves of a nearby lake provide any light.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Why is the lake red?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That I am not sure about.

That is just how it has been in this realm.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

... okay... When I see Daddy, can I scream for him to come help me or will that ruin the plan?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Only if you scream before I greet him.

After the greeting, go “all out”.

As they say.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay... So when will he be here?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Any second now.

I am surprised he did not show up straight away.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she mumbles something as her eyes fill with tears*

[willynillynonsense]

Hello?

Is anyone out here?

…Lizzy?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she gives a small squeak and begins hyperventilating but doesn't call out to him*

[willynillynonsense]

Liz…?

Elizabeth, it’s all right.

Daddy’s not mad that you’re here.

I’m puzzled, more than anything. How did you get here?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Where are we?

[willynillynonsense]

…How do I explain this in simple terms?

You are in a place where the source of brutal consequences are laid to rest.

A strange fisherman and a golden bear once guarded it, but now it is my domain.

Old Man Consequences’ Lake, I believe the average soul calls it.

I have no idea why it would be storming, though.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

I-I don't like the storms...

[willynillynonsense]

I know, Lizzy.

..But I think I can take you away from them.

There’s this large building nearby. A place I used to work in.

I’m sure it’ll be much safer in there.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

If you wanted her to be safe, you should have snatched her up and ran off.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, who is that?

[willynillynonsense]

…

That is my father.

The one I warned you about ages ago.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*whispers and begins quietly crying* I'm scared...

[willynillynonsense]

So am I, Lizzy.

S-So am I.

(*he clears his throat*)

Hello, Father.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Hello, son.

You finally acknowledged me properly.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

D-Daddy, the storm is getting closer... Daddy, help!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he’s practically trembling now*)

I’m— I am trying.

I just can— cannot move.

It’s— it is like I am glued to the ground.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she takes his hand and begins trying to pull him away* The- The storm is getting closer, Daddy. please...

[willynillynonsense]

(*the hand pulling helps a little*)

(*he tries to move one inch at a time*)

(@themanbehindthepurpleman scoffs)

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You really think I will be polite about your little escape attempt?

Please.

You would have gotten that courtesy if you just fled as soon as you saw me.

Then the cowardice would have been understandable.

(He takes a few steps forward. He’s analyzing @princesslizzyfnafton closely. Whether it’s to gauge her acting or otherwise, no one can tell.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, please, please. Let's just leave, Daddy. Please?

[willynillynonsense]

I..

I can at least try,

(*His movements gradually get quicker*)

(*Soon he’s running for a literal hill with Elizabeth in tow*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*giggles* C-could you possibly pick me up? I- I can't run that fast!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he says nothing, but he does slow down a little*)

(*after a quick glance over his shoulder, he scoops her up and keeps running*)

(*@themanbehindthepurpleman is now in hot pursuit*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Do you know why he is running after us?

[willynillynonsense]

I’m not entirely sure, but I have a guess.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

What is the guess? Does- Does he want to hurt you? Does he want to hurt me?

[willynillynonsense]

I can only assume that he’s out to hurt me.

If you does attack you (or worse: toss you into that lake), he’ll consider it as “collateral”. Something to punish me with, I would imagine.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"N-Not one of those options sound good. I'm scared, Daddy."

[willynillynonsense]

Me too, Elizabeth.

But we’re almost “home” now.

Just an uphill climb to go.

(@themanbehindthepurpleman has seemingly vanished. William is not convinced that he’s gone. There’s still a chill running down his back..)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"W- would it be easier if I walked? I don't see him anymore..."

[willynillynonsense]

..It doesn’t feel safe yet.

I’ll drop you off when we get there.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy- Daddy, he is back!

[willynillynonsense]

(*He picks up the pace. His eyes are now dead set on that strange beige building just a minute or two away..*)

(*A pop rings out from below. The sensation of a liquid marble ramming against his neck follows. It’s enough to make him stumble and drop Elizabeth*)

(*A tie-dye-like pattern now taints his ghostly throat.. But he doesn’t seem to notice.*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy! Oh! Oh no! Oh dear. This is all my fault! I'm sorry! *she begins to cry*

[willynillynonsense]

(*Her crying snaps William out of his stupor.*)

(*He looks at her with confusion before realizing.*)

(*His look of horror turns into a contemplative scowl. How is he supposed to keep her safe when his own father is right behind them?*)

(*…An idea hits. There is one tactic he can try.*)

(*He turns to @themanbehindthepurpleman with a dark grin.*)

It’s over, Father.

I have the high ground.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

It is I, @themanbehindthepurpleman.

Again.

Are you ready to meet your father?

Yes! I am excited and nervous!!

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

As am I, Elizabeth.

Not as nervous, perhaps.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Yes... your role isn't as crucial as mine.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That is correct.

You will be the starring role for today.

Come along now.

We must not keep our audience waiting..

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay dokey! *she smiles, then quickly thinks better of it and frowns, which makes her giggle*

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Heh heh.

You will get better at it in a moment.

Follow behind me..

(He leads her through a murky portal.)

(The world is now filled with a pitch-black atmosphere. Only the reddish waves of a nearby lake provide any light.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Why is the lake red?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

That I am not sure about.

That is just how it has been in this realm.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

... okay... When I see Daddy, can I scream for him to come help me or will that ruin the plan?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Only if you scream before I greet him.

After the greeting, go “all out”.

As they say.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Okay... So when will he be here?

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Any second now.

I am surprised he did not show up straight away.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she mumbles something as her eyes fill with tears*

[willynillynonsense]

Hello?

Is anyone out here?

…Lizzy?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she gives a small squeak and begins hyperventilating but doesn't call out to him*

[willynillynonsense]

Liz…?

Elizabeth, it’s all right.

Daddy’s not mad that you’re here.

I’m puzzled, more than anything. How did you get here?

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Where are we?

[willynillynonsense]

…How do I explain this in simple terms?

You are in a place where the source of brutal consequences are laid to rest.

A strange fisherman and a golden bear once guarded it, but now it is my domain.

Old Man Consequences’ Lake, I believe the average soul calls it.

I have no idea why it would be storming, though.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

I-I don't like the storms...

[willynillynonsense]

I know, Lizzy.

..But I think I can take you away from them.

There’s this large building nearby. A place I used to work in.

I’m sure it’ll be much safer in there.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

If you wanted her to be safe, you should have snatched her up and ran off.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, who is that?

[willynillynonsense]

…

That is my father.

The one I warned you about ages ago.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*whispers and begins quietly crying* I'm scared...

[willynillynonsense]

So am I, Lizzy.

S-So am I.

(*he clears his throat*)

Hello, Father.

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

Hello, son.

You finally acknowledged me properly.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

D-Daddy, the storm is getting closer... Daddy, help!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he’s practically trembling now*)

I’m— I am trying.

I just can— cannot move.

It’s— it is like I am glued to the ground.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*she takes his hand and begins trying to pull him away* The- The storm is getting closer, Daddy. please...

[willynillynonsense]

(*the hand pulling helps a little*)

(*he tries to move one inch at a time*)

(@themanbehindthepurpleman scoffs)

[themanbehindthepurpleman]

You really think I will be polite about your little escape attempt?

Please.

You would have gotten that courtesy if you just fled as soon as you saw me.

Then the cowardice would have been understandable.

(He takes a few steps forward. He’s analyzing @princesslizzyfnafton closely. Whether it’s to gauge her acting or otherwise, no one can tell.)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

@willynillynonsense, please, please. Let's just leave, Daddy. Please?

[willynillynonsense]

I..

I can at least try,

(*His movements gradually get quicker*)

(*Soon he’s running for a literal hill with Elizabeth in tow*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

*giggles* C-could you possibly pick me up? I- I can't run that fast!

[willynillynonsense]

(*he says nothing, but he does slow down a little*)

(*after a quick glance over his shoulder, he scoops her up and keeps running*)

(*@themanbehindthepurpleman is now in hot pursuit*)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Do you know why he is running after us?

[willynillynonsense]

I’m not entirely sure, but I have a guess.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

What is the guess? Does- Does he want to hurt you? Does he want to hurt me?

[willynillynonsense]

I can only assume that he’s out to hurt me.

If you does attack you (or worse: toss you into that lake), he’ll consider it as “collateral”. Something to punish me with, I would imagine.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"N-Not one of those options sound good. I'm scared, Daddy."

[willynillynonsense]

Me too, Elizabeth.

But we’re almost “home” now.

Just an uphill climb to go.

(@themanbehindthepurpleman has seemingly vanished. William is not convinced that he’s gone. There’s still a chill running down his back..)

[princesslizzyfnafton]

"W- would it be easier if I walked? I don't see him anymore..."

[willynillynonsense]

..It doesn’t feel safe yet.

I’ll drop you off when we get there.

[princesslizzyfnafton]

Daddy- Daddy, he is back!

[willynillynonsense]

(*He picks up the pace. His eyes are now dead set on that strange beige building just a minute or two away..*)

(*A pop rings out from below. The sensation of a liquid marble ramming against his neck follows. It’s enough to make him stumble and drop Elizabeth*)

(*A tie-dye-like pattern now taints his ghostly throat.. But he doesn’t seem to notice.*)