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mylittlejamjar2015-03-18 06:10 pm
ceasetoexist) wrote in mylittlejamjar2015-03-18 06:10 pm
Eleventh Scale - Audio
Yeah hey hi. So, I don't really have a horse in this idiot race but I've got a question for a bunch of you. You know. You guys who want to jump back into the monster that has us here to get your friend back?
Are you idiots?
...Okay. Maybe that's a bit harsh even if it's probably true! Cause you've got every right to want to tear this thing apart. I mean I sure want to. But hey let's consider something. So you get inside to find your friend.
Then what?
Let's say that you somehow don't find yourself in an environment you know nothing about, that this thing doesn't have several layers of terrifying defense you know nothing about, and that you aren't helpless before this thing. Assuming all that miraculously happens to be true and you do find her?
How do you know this thing hasn't done something to her? How do you know it hasn't done something to all of us for that matter, but specifically the person it got its hands on? How do you know, if you can get to her beyond all odds, the thing keeping us here didn't want you to find her?
I've seen this crap happen time after time after time, and I don't care what super duper powers or junk you think you have, going back into this thing is a terrible idea that at best is just going to end in you getting caught or at worst is going to make this dumb thing angry enough to decide it needs to punish all of us.
I'm not saying don't be angry or want to do something, just don't do something that can only get you killed because you're so pissed you decide you're not going to care what you do, just that you're going to do something. You can't win in this. Only chance you got is maybe appealing to it like whatever nerdlinger wrote that sappy note here a day or two ago. The thing doesn't seem to actively be trying to kill us, so maybe it'll listen to you trying to beg it. Maybe.
...I'm not saying don't miss her. I'm just saying that maybe if you're at a point where you want to get back something you lost so bad that you're that fixated on it, it...isn't really about the thing you lost. It's just about you. And if that's the reason you're going into this monster, that's a pretty terrible reason. I dunno why people were jumping into it in the first place, I'll be a nice guy and give the benefit of a doubt that it was for a good reason. So do you really wanna negate her good reason with a bad one?
You can't brute force something like this. No matter how hard you try. That's it. It'd be a good idea to learn that.
Jeez.
Are you idiots?
...Okay. Maybe that's a bit harsh even if it's probably true! Cause you've got every right to want to tear this thing apart. I mean I sure want to. But hey let's consider something. So you get inside to find your friend.
Then what?
Let's say that you somehow don't find yourself in an environment you know nothing about, that this thing doesn't have several layers of terrifying defense you know nothing about, and that you aren't helpless before this thing. Assuming all that miraculously happens to be true and you do find her?
How do you know this thing hasn't done something to her? How do you know it hasn't done something to all of us for that matter, but specifically the person it got its hands on? How do you know, if you can get to her beyond all odds, the thing keeping us here didn't want you to find her?
I've seen this crap happen time after time after time, and I don't care what super duper powers or junk you think you have, going back into this thing is a terrible idea that at best is just going to end in you getting caught or at worst is going to make this dumb thing angry enough to decide it needs to punish all of us.
I'm not saying don't be angry or want to do something, just don't do something that can only get you killed because you're so pissed you decide you're not going to care what you do, just that you're going to do something. You can't win in this. Only chance you got is maybe appealing to it like whatever nerdlinger wrote that sappy note here a day or two ago. The thing doesn't seem to actively be trying to kill us, so maybe it'll listen to you trying to beg it. Maybe.
...I'm not saying don't miss her. I'm just saying that maybe if you're at a point where you want to get back something you lost so bad that you're that fixated on it, it...isn't really about the thing you lost. It's just about you. And if that's the reason you're going into this monster, that's a pretty terrible reason. I dunno why people were jumping into it in the first place, I'll be a nice guy and give the benefit of a doubt that it was for a good reason. So do you really wanna negate her good reason with a bad one?
You can't brute force something like this. No matter how hard you try. That's it. It'd be a good idea to learn that.
Jeez.
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Do you need another hug?
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[Except maybe dentists. They'd make soooo much horse money.]
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[He's trying.]
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No one knows what they're doing here Teddie. No one but me.
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He has to think on that for a moment. Just pondering.]
...Who cares.
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[Duh.]
C'mon, don't keep all the secrets to yourself!
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I don't know that, Teddie. I can guess some of the stuff here, don't get me wrong I'm pretty great.
But I don't know everything.
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So what the heck is it? Do you know or not? You can't just tell lies like that, it isn't fair!
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[Gosh Pokey, he thought you were cool.]
You're just spoutin' a whole lot of nothing.
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...But you're my jerkwad.
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[But you're his goober here, he guesses.
It takes him a minute to think of anything else to say.]
Hey.
You wanna see something cool?
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[Teddie...what?]
I mean, sure!
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[Really, he might as well when he's around you.]
I was going to show you a piece of my secret treasure, but now....naw. I guess not.
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[Does he have to cry? He will cry, just watch him.]
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[Man, listen to him just stretch that weird and that silence Teddie. It's practically unbearable.]
You think you're able to keep your bear trap shut, if I show it to you? Cause no one can know.
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[He even does the little motion.]
You can count on Teddie!
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[And you had better not laugh. Because here we go.
Pokey crosses the floor of his cavern, kicking up little mounds of bits and gems that he had created to decorate it. It's a pretty posh looking cave at this point, truth be told, if posh meant "scatter a bunch of expensive stuff all over the floor".
He comes to a larger pile of treasure and knocks it away, revealing a chest underneath that, like everything else, is obnoxious: big, gold-inlaid, and brutally lavish. Whatever is in there must be worth a fortune and as he opens the chest he brings the scroll over it and
It's nothing. Just garbage. A four-leaf clover pin like you'd wear on your shirt or lapel. An origami swan. A comic book apparently made by another boy Pokey's age or slightly younger, if not made by Pokey himself. A squeeze mustard bottle that looks like it's been converted into some weird squirt gun.]
This is mine. Everything here is something that was given to me by someone I knew back in Mayfield. From people who were...you know...
People. And they were important. To me.
...I guess all this is what's left of Mayfield, except me and a few of the others here from there.
Heh. Sorry. You probably thought you really were going to get to see something cool. Didn't mean to trick you this time. I'll just trick you again later. Stupid bear.
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S-Sooo cool!!
[It's like Pokey has feelings.]
Oh, OH! Lemme give you something to put in there! You gotta, it's the rules.
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But really...
He just keeps his eyes on the contents of the chest when he speaks again.]
Sure.
Just don't drop one of your topscicles in or something. It'll ruin a bunch of this crap.
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Then he looks down at his shirt and begins to unpin the rose that's always on his blouse. He holds it up proudly, like it's a god damn trophy.]
How about this?
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