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mylittlejamjar2014-10-26 06:38 pm
ceasetoexist) wrote in mylittlejamjar2014-10-26 06:38 pm
4th Scale - Visual
Oh no I'm trapped in someone else's body and I can't get out!
[Oh look, there's a dumb baby black and red scaled dragon in a business suit on the scrolls, pretending to cringe. Then he just smiles at thecamera scroll.]
Hi, I'm Pokey Minch, and has this ever happened to you? I mean, yeah, I know it's happening to you right now, it was a rhetorical question. It's happened, and crap like this happens every holiday. I know. I've been there. And maybe some of you have too.
[It takes him a moment, but he's picked up the scroll and hung it on something, giving a better view of where he is. It's a cave, a relatively small one, though it may look more packed than it is with all the crap on the floor. It appears like there's a few bits here and there, maybe some gems, but most of what's on the floor looks like dumb trash: roller skates, a bent baseball bat, little origami animals, dozens and dozens of what look like pictures, though it's not like the scroll can capture any of the images on them. There's a large, ornate wooden chest too with multiple locks over it, but that's just for show. Probably.
In the middle of the 'shot' is a small wooden desk made just for his size. Pokey takes a seat at it.]
See, I've been in a place like this before. I was there for three years.
[He taps both his forefingers on the desk, as if to accent his point.]
So you know what? I'm willing to offer advice on how to deal with things like this, to everyone new to it. In fact, I'm such a nice guy, that I'm going to go ahead and give some free advice: this? Is all going to blow over in a week, at the most, so everyone shut up and stop worrying. That week thing? You can quote me on it.
Still don't believe I'm a nice guy? Guess what. Next time something like this happens, you come in and I'll give you information and advice on what's going for free. So if you don't like my service, you can tell it to take a hike. But if you do, after that? We can work on some consultation fees, and I can make sure you don't get blindsided by something like this ever again.
That still not enough? Here.
[And he reaches down behind his desk. And pulls out a bowl of chocolates.]
I even have free candy. Why don't you stop by and get some, if nothing else.
C'mon. What's more important to you? Some peace of mind, or your stupid money?
[Oh look, there's a dumb baby black and red scaled dragon in a business suit on the scrolls, pretending to cringe. Then he just smiles at the
Hi, I'm Pokey Minch, and has this ever happened to you? I mean, yeah, I know it's happening to you right now, it was a rhetorical question. It's happened, and crap like this happens every holiday. I know. I've been there. And maybe some of you have too.
[It takes him a moment, but he's picked up the scroll and hung it on something, giving a better view of where he is. It's a cave, a relatively small one, though it may look more packed than it is with all the crap on the floor. It appears like there's a few bits here and there, maybe some gems, but most of what's on the floor looks like dumb trash: roller skates, a bent baseball bat, little origami animals, dozens and dozens of what look like pictures, though it's not like the scroll can capture any of the images on them. There's a large, ornate wooden chest too with multiple locks over it, but that's just for show. Probably.
In the middle of the 'shot' is a small wooden desk made just for his size. Pokey takes a seat at it.]
See, I've been in a place like this before. I was there for three years.
[He taps both his forefingers on the desk, as if to accent his point.]
So you know what? I'm willing to offer advice on how to deal with things like this, to everyone new to it. In fact, I'm such a nice guy, that I'm going to go ahead and give some free advice: this? Is all going to blow over in a week, at the most, so everyone shut up and stop worrying. That week thing? You can quote me on it.
Still don't believe I'm a nice guy? Guess what. Next time something like this happens, you come in and I'll give you information and advice on what's going for free. So if you don't like my service, you can tell it to take a hike. But if you do, after that? We can work on some consultation fees, and I can make sure you don't get blindsided by something like this ever again.
That still not enough? Here.
[And he reaches down behind his desk. And pulls out a bowl of chocolates.]
I even have free candy. Why don't you stop by and get some, if nothing else.
C'mon. What's more important to you? Some peace of mind, or your stupid money?
Re: [Visual]
Yeah sure but hey...meet me at my cave, alright? I mean this is important stuff. I can't just go blabbing it anywhere.
[Visual]
[It's working, his genius plan is finally working! Without hesitation, Teddie rolls up his scroll and ends the feed. He'll be there...eventually.]
[Visual]=>[Action]
[The cave, thankfully, is not hard to find. Partially this is because it's close to town, but mainly it's because Pokey had made up several signs reading "POKEY'S CAVE STAY OUT!" that still lead to the cave.
When Teddie shows up Pokey still has his feet up on the desk, bowl of chocolate by them and flipping a piece of chocolate in one hand. In the other hand he has...what looks like a photograph. And he just appears buried in it.
So much so that he doesn't appear to hear Teddie when he first enters. Not yet, at least.]