Evil Ed :: Fright Night (2011) (
socoolbrewster) wrote2012-04-12 06:35 am
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{ 09 } I feel like a prized asshole, no-one even mentions my casserole
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[Annoyance. Amusement. Loss. Alone. Hurt. Hungry. Without the structure of more human thoughts they're a jumble, stronger than you'd expect, more raw. Basic.
But outwardly he just looks a combination of irritated and amused.]
Just...stop it. All of you. It's bad enough I can smell you, now I have to see it too? What. the. FUCK.
You look like rainbows. It's kind of ridiculous; if I laugh at you it's because you look like Glenda the Good Witch.
It's like I'm lost in fucking Bath and Body Works.
[A/N: Ed is gloriously Affected, and is currently both a receiver and a transmitter. Have fun!]
[Annoyance. Amusement. Loss. Alone. Hurt. Hungry. Without the structure of more human thoughts they're a jumble, stronger than you'd expect, more raw. Basic.
But outwardly he just looks a combination of irritated and amused.]
Just...stop it. All of you. It's bad enough I can smell you, now I have to see it too? What. the. FUCK.
You look like rainbows. It's kind of ridiculous; if I laugh at you it's because you look like Glenda the Good Witch.
It's like I'm lost in fucking Bath and Body Works.
[A/N: Ed is gloriously Affected, and is currently both a receiver and a transmitter. Have fun!]
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What, did you get high just as the flood was starting?
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Do you have any idea how difficult that would be?
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[Teasing, but without the venom; the annoyance tones down, the rest stays constant.]
You look like a Peter Vincent impersonator. Just so you know. Only without the bad wig.
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...and that would be before. I was wearing a different outfit.
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Hey look! I'm a lava lamp!
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Stop that. I'm fine.
[Once she shows up on camera his own mood shifts; more towards amused, toning down on the emptier things. Pleased, reminiscent of a big game cat purring, and the sense of hunger sharpens but expands, fades slightly, the undertone of food dulling and leaning more towards...other things.]
I dunno, I don't think you're oozing enough.
[...Wait. NOT THAT WAY. It's a joke. She knows that, right?]
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[And then...]
[She sporfles and covers her face with her hand.] Dude. I do not ooze. Well, except for that one Flood.
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[Pardon her, she's having typical eighteen year old dork thoughts for a moment. Empathy Flood. New potential boyfriend in need of distraction. Empathy Flood.]
[Hmmmm...]
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[See? Zero filter. He's not even embarrassed by it; hey, it's blood. He can't be embarrassed by blood, it's food. Tasty, delicious food, and...okay, now he's a little embarrassed. Stop thinking about that, Ed, that's weird.
And then...pause. Backtrack, and probing confusion. Curiosity.]
...Why did you ooze during a flood?
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[ Her voice is so respectful, but she is full of disdain and disgust. It's kind of a constant thing for her. ]
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[A spike in annoyance that eases quickly, or at least blends into the regular levels.]
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I was under the impression you didn't like the colors.
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Well I can honestly say I've never had anybody color coded for me before, so it's an adjustment.
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...you can get smell on this thing?
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Nah, smell-o-vision's in the next version.
No, I get to smell everybody normally, as long as I see them in person. Today I get colors too, that's all.
...You're a Glinda, by the way.
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Was she the green one?
[Is that some kind of space joke? Are you being a space-racist? A spacist?]
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[Scrad...what? Stop getting offended over nothing, he's just commenting.]
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[Chromie is surrounded in the silver clockwork of perceiving a hundred things at once and quietly balancing them. She's actually quite cheerful, if a little worried at how unhappy he seems.]
Are you alright?
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Right. Words. Don't mind him, easily distracted today. The cheerful reflects back, easing some of his issues, and the distraction helps too. Now he's mostly just curious, like a puppy sniffing your shoes, although he's still hungry. And not for normal food.]
Everything's gotta have a first time, I guess. Yeah, I'm fine. Really.
[So what if the outside doesn't quite match the inside, it's normal for him anyway.]
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Nothing out of the ordinary anyway.
[Suspicious look is suspicious.]
...Why?
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