Will Graham (
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hadriel2016-11-05 02:26 am
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[Video & Voice] cw: for mild gore
Why won't you work the way I want you to?
[ The video was mostly accidently, Will laying in his bed fiddling with the buttons on his phone. Will had been trying to dial numbers from home, all to no avail. He'd tried turning it off and then on again, hoping that resetting it would give him the means of calling home... Not that he had anyone to answer but still. Failing that, he was checking the contact list every 5 minutes, just in case another name was added that he might recognize, or the possibility that his own would vanish. ]
If I take you apart and you break...
[ He sighed and the video feed cuts off for a moment. It next returns a few hours later, after having accidentally, privately called a few people only to hang up quickly after having realized he was calling. As his finger lingered wearily over the connect button, having fallen into a light sleep while trying and testing his methodical and repetitive act. His finger pressed heavy with sleep and called the network, only to show the ceiling of his apartment, the uttered mumblings of his sleeptalking. ]
I wasn't... Thinking straight... I was... Upset... Angry...
[ The feed cuts off as Will's palm enveloped the device. Until a few hours later that is.
The feed seemed to be swinging, Will still holding his phone down by his side as he walked slowly into the night. Clues of his whereabouts in the City came in small sections as the camera swayed in motion with his steps. It was dark and a thick fog seemed to roll in from out of nowhere. Then the noise began. A loud and steady siren, yet Will remained calm. A dark blur moved passed the camera of his phone, steam from the breath of a large animal puffed out the nose and directly on the screen. It was anightmareish stag that dislodged the phone from Will's hand, becoming clear to those viewing as it leaned down and gave a snort from its nose.
Will swayed in his slumber where he stood, then took to walking again, just a few feet in front of the device, he was seen barefoot and dressed in only a sweat soaked t-shirt and boxers, the stag followed close to his side as other motions and shadows from the fog began to emerge. Human-like forms with their arms bound across their chests held in place with a sheath of discolored skin, yet Will continued to sleepwalk towards them. Ash started to gather around the small lens of his phones camera, distorting the view, yet just before it was covered and the screen went a static white and gray, something else from Will's deepest, darkest dreams, scooped the phone up before dropping it suddenly, knocking it hard enough to crack the screen and switch to audio only. Will's trembling, cold, voice in the near distance, speaking out softly as the sirens continued making it harder to hear. He sounded almost as if he was coming around from his slumber, confused and tired. ]
... I brought you a gift... Then thought better of it... I had no idea you were here... Abi- !!
[ Suddenly the sound of fast movement and heavy thudding. He'd fallen? Been pushed down? Something wasn't right at all. Nothing but the sounds of labored breathing and slight grimacing. Will felt out and found his phone in the thick settling ash, holding it up to his face to use as a light. The cracked screen flickering in and out of static and feed, showing a rather disheveled and confused looking Will who had no idea he was broadcasting this whole time. ]
She was just here... Where'd...
[ The screen showed Will's face as his eyes searched the blinding darkness of blackest night and ashfall. Though he was not alone. Something was lurking behind him, just over a shoulder, just at arm's length away. ]
[ The video was mostly accidently, Will laying in his bed fiddling with the buttons on his phone. Will had been trying to dial numbers from home, all to no avail. He'd tried turning it off and then on again, hoping that resetting it would give him the means of calling home... Not that he had anyone to answer but still. Failing that, he was checking the contact list every 5 minutes, just in case another name was added that he might recognize, or the possibility that his own would vanish. ]
If I take you apart and you break...
[ He sighed and the video feed cuts off for a moment. It next returns a few hours later, after having accidentally, privately called a few people only to hang up quickly after having realized he was calling. As his finger lingered wearily over the connect button, having fallen into a light sleep while trying and testing his methodical and repetitive act. His finger pressed heavy with sleep and called the network, only to show the ceiling of his apartment, the uttered mumblings of his sleeptalking. ]
I wasn't... Thinking straight... I was... Upset... Angry...
[ The feed cuts off as Will's palm enveloped the device. Until a few hours later that is.
The feed seemed to be swinging, Will still holding his phone down by his side as he walked slowly into the night. Clues of his whereabouts in the City came in small sections as the camera swayed in motion with his steps. It was dark and a thick fog seemed to roll in from out of nowhere. Then the noise began. A loud and steady siren, yet Will remained calm. A dark blur moved passed the camera of his phone, steam from the breath of a large animal puffed out the nose and directly on the screen. It was anightmareish stag that dislodged the phone from Will's hand, becoming clear to those viewing as it leaned down and gave a snort from its nose.
Will swayed in his slumber where he stood, then took to walking again, just a few feet in front of the device, he was seen barefoot and dressed in only a sweat soaked t-shirt and boxers, the stag followed close to his side as other motions and shadows from the fog began to emerge. Human-like forms with their arms bound across their chests held in place with a sheath of discolored skin, yet Will continued to sleepwalk towards them. Ash started to gather around the small lens of his phones camera, distorting the view, yet just before it was covered and the screen went a static white and gray, something else from Will's deepest, darkest dreams, scooped the phone up before dropping it suddenly, knocking it hard enough to crack the screen and switch to audio only. Will's trembling, cold, voice in the near distance, speaking out softly as the sirens continued making it harder to hear. He sounded almost as if he was coming around from his slumber, confused and tired. ]
... I brought you a gift... Then thought better of it... I had no idea you were here... Abi- !!
[ Suddenly the sound of fast movement and heavy thudding. He'd fallen? Been pushed down? Something wasn't right at all. Nothing but the sounds of labored breathing and slight grimacing. Will felt out and found his phone in the thick settling ash, holding it up to his face to use as a light. The cracked screen flickering in and out of static and feed, showing a rather disheveled and confused looking Will who had no idea he was broadcasting this whole time. ]
She was just here... Where'd...
[ The screen showed Will's face as his eyes searched the blinding darkness of blackest night and ashfall. Though he was not alone. Something was lurking behind him, just over a shoulder, just at arm's length away. ]
audio
Up and at 'em, pal. You're gonna wanna get outta there. I'd say sooner rather than later.
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I... Wanna get outta here?
[ Dazed as he spoke, walking in a trance. ]
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Yep. I'm thinkin' you do. This really ain't the place to stop and smell the flowers.
video
The voice had a point, whether it mean to or not, it drew Will's attention to the smell. ]
No flowers... Just carbon ... Soot? ... The snow doesn't feel cold... No, not snow, ash.
[ Coming to stand still, leaning down and tracing his fingers over the floor, watching as it smeared gray and black. ]
What the...
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Nope. Not snow. I'd say you're in a creature-infested fog-town right about now.
[However the hell he managed to end up there is anybody's guess. Maybe he just wandered on in, pretty as ya please. Either way, Sans really don't wanna blip himself in there if he can avoid it. It ain't his job to rescue folk. He does a sorry enough job of keepin' an eyesocket on the kids he promised to watch over.]
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Well yeah... I mean that makes sense.
[ Probably not the best time for sleepless sarcasm. He stopped, tapped the phone a few times, seriously considering that the voice he was hearing was not coming from the phone and was instead just another figment of his imagination. ]
... Is this my mind? ... I got too close... The cracks are spreading and I'm about to break into fragments...
[ As he spoke, the creature that had been stalking behind him, the one he wouldn't recognise, brushed it's claw-like hand over his shoulder, tussling his hair as it moved swift through the fog. Just toying with Will where he stood. ]
. . .
audio
Buddy, I'm about as real as the thing behind you is. Which is, uh, which is to say - really real.
[He ain't runnin'. Why isn't he running?
His tone sharpens almost imperceptibly with a warning.]
Seriously, pal. Start walkin'. Get outta there.
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How do I get out? It's hard to see in this. Is the whole City covered in this fog?
[ Though it was hard to see, Will was in fact now moving. Reading into the voice on the other end of the phone, urgency was apparent. He was still so unsure though, if this was just a dream? ]
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Nah. Just that particular part. If you keep movin' you'll make it outta there. Whatever's chasin' ya won't follow past the fog.
video
I'm afriad that... What's chasing me, has been... For a long time now...
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[Anchorin' him while he goes through some kinda dissociative state? Yep. All right. Sans can do his level best to make sure the guy don't go off the rails in the meantime. He's still talkin' like he's in a trance of some kind. Given that he was kinda doin' a whole somnambulist noctivagant wanderin' thing, Sans can't really blame him.
Not a lot feels real when you've just woken up.]
That part of the city will mess with ya, all right? Some of the stuff in there ain't, uh, ain't really real. Best to just steer clear when you can.
video
This isn't a chase... It's a game. Tom and Jerry... Silvester and Tweety come to mind... So where does that leave me?... I have to become the cat.
[ Closing his eyes as he knelt there in the fog. Seemingly calm as shapes and forms moved closely around him. ]
video
Uh-huh. Listen, pal. Abstraction really ain't doin' you any favors. You're gonna need to keep walkin' until you're outta there. Capiche?
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Capice.
[ He repeated the last thing said, looking and turning in the other direction, but at least he was walking again now. Slow and steady like he'd drifted back into sleeping state. ]
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That's it. Keep on goin'.
[He's tryin' to keep an eyesocket out for the thing behind him. It's probably content to toy with him for a little while longer, and with any luck someone will happen along to save him all properly-like soon enough.]
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Hello?
[ Tilting his head aside, listening carefully. ]
I can't quite make out what you're saying...
[ Whoever he was talking to, it wasn't the guy on the other end of his phone. There was someone or something there in the fog with him. And now it had a voice.
permavoice
Nothin' important.
[Cripes, how's he supposed to keep this guy in the now?]
Hey. Look. What's your name, pal?
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A spark of light to his dark eyes, a twitch to his brow and tilt of the head. ]
It's--
[ He didn't know the time, so he had to bypass the first part of his technique. ]
It's ... I'm in Baltimore, Maryland. My name is Will Graham
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[Just gonna clarify that some. But, okay. Gotta name now. Will Graham. And he looks pretty human, but startin' off with askin' something like that might be, uh, kinda unsettlin' for a guy to hear while he's still a bit out of it.]
Will, huh? Well, where there's a Will, there's a way, right?
[Jokes! Always prime material for lightenin' the mood, yeah?]
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[ Okay, you caught his attention now. And that little joke with his name? Will actually appreciated it, giving a half smile and single breathed laugh. ]
Depends on what way you're going, though, huh? ... Where is this Hadriel exactly? And is the weather always this bad?
[ You seem to have woken him up a little. Still confused but at least he's actually listening now. ]
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Not so surprisin', given how many people have been showin' up these past few days.]
Underground city. You new 'round here, pal?
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Will had lost hours if not days on end to hallucinations and sleepwalking... He'd just never done it over the network like this before. Until now that is. ]
I er... I came in through the flames of dragons...
[ Which was pretty much true. ]
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And you, uh, have never heard the name of the place you're in until now?
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[ He's been told the name, he just doesn't realize it. A human mind is a fragile place. Mess about with it too much and it's easy for everything to get tangled. ]
Is this ash from the dragons?
[Holding his arm up to his face as he looked up where the sky should be. As he did, something wearing flesh like a sleeping bag wiggled and twitched beside him. It convulsed and readied to do- Well, do something that was for sure. ]
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[So the guy's pretty clearly a wreck. He's thinkin' maybe he should phone the guard or something 'cause uh, seriously. This is...not good. Not of the good. 'Specially with that thing shivering like a plate of skin-colored jello beside him.]
On your left, bud. Look out.
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