Re: The Phenomenal Fracas! (GBS2G6): [Round Two: Witch's Haunt]
01-11-2011, 04:13 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by MalkyTop.
Okay. Okay. So basically what happened was a bunch of stuff and now she had no idea what was going on. Okay. Okay. Okay? Yeah, okay.
I hope you’re happy now, you stupid little oh wait. There was nobody there to talk to anymore. Huh. It was…weird now, after feeling a smidge too crowded inside herself for practically that whole time she had been in that mansion place thing. And without that really weird but strangely polite kid with her, she suddenly felt, well, not quite full. If that made sense. But it was still rude of him to possess her. It would have been slightly better if he had at least introduced himself first. Slightly.
Okay. Okay. Everything’s all there. Time to actually get up. Ready? Maybe. No. Not really. Okay. And up…
It wasn’t actually too hard getting up to her feet. It was hard, though, staying up on her feet rather than suddenly toppling over onto her head in a very painful manner.
Oh goddammit, she can’t do this. So now her hair and eyes were a different color and she had been electrocuted twice and forcibly possessed once and then possibly driven to insanity and back and experienced creepy icky lust for a girl that was probably like ten years old oh god don’t even think about that uuuuuugh and then something happened afterwards that she forgot or she was ignoring whichever one and the point is that it’s all over and done. All in the past. Not happening right now. So she can just forget about it and move on and not lie on the floor like a useless heap so GET UP EUREKA GET UP OKAY? OKAY.
This time she practically jumped back onto her feet and wobbled a little. At least she didn’t fall over on her butt. Now where was she.
That’s right, train. And then double kills and precedents or maybe lack thereof or something and stuff and who the hell cares. Oh man at least for some reason there was nobody else here in this car or room or some other place on the train.
Well no wonder, it’s because she was in the caboose. Nobody likes going to the caboose. Unless it’s to smoke maybe. So it was still a mystery why there was nobody here perhaps but well, nobody was here. Oh well. Not like that was a bad thing.
Eureka suddenly jumped again because it occurred to her that something felt weird when she had jumped up before though she didn’t know quite what. It was just something…off. Maybe it was the landing. Or the point when she leaped off or something.
She was really jumping around now and pretty much looking like an idiot right here in the small caboose, or rather it was a pretty large caboose for a train but in any case there was still something wrong and it was freaking annoying her how she just couldn’t figure it out no matter how often she jumped.
She finally stopped because her last jump had her slipping when she landed and hitting her head on the doorknob which really really hurt and she had to lie on the floor for a long time, blinking tears out of her eyes, the back of her head feeling incredible pain and tingly numbness at the same time.
Oh forget it. Whatever she thought she felt while jumping randomly in the air, it was probably something not worth noticing.
…Unless it was. What if her feeling something while jumping around in the air was a sign of something, something really weird?
…What sort of horrible weird thing becomes apparent when jumping in the air?
This is just stupid this whole battle is stupid why couldn’t she be back home where she would…
…hide out in an alley all day.
With a sigh, Eureka entered the train. The bump on the back of her head still throbbed.
The train was indeed quite large, as it appeared that there weren’t even any passenger seats. This was just a long hallway with a bunch of rooms on either side and, as she soon found out, a lounge at the end. A lounge that had couches that people were now sitting in. These people stared at her suspiciously and it was then she realized how out-of-place she looked. Though for her, that was easily fixed with a little smartening up of her wardrobe.
She probably looked slightly odd in a sort of suit thing but like hell she was going to wear a dress in a fight. That was just impractical. The rich folks and beasties looked back to their newspapers or whatever and Eureka moved on, still slouching.
She continued through all the boring cars all the same so boring until the observation car. This car seemed bigger than all the others and also seemed to be made of windows. Couches lined the sides so people could sit and relax and watch the scenery pass by in a blur. Eureka stood in the middle, staring out the window and watching some other people nap or whatever. Observe. There weren’t many people to watch though. The general air was quite drowsy.
“Hey. Pssst.”
It probably said a lot about her that the first thing she thought was that she had somehow taken up another occupant in her mind. Not that she knew what that actually said. Oh well.
Syvex was at the other side of the car, hiding near the door. Probably because actually going inside would really hurt him or something. With all the light and all. Too bad for him with the sun up and stuff.
Eureka strolled on over to him, still feeling worn out. Syvex looked at her outfit critically. “…You aren’t still possessed, are you?”
“’S called blending in, if you didn’t know,” Eureka snapped.
“Okay, okay, I got it,” Syvex said defensively. “You look very snappy. Nice look for you. I really need to find a dark place. All these cars are lit!”
Eureka shrugged. “Yeah, whatd’ya expect? We could probably turn them all off or something. Maybe. I dunno.”
“And I think we should also meet up with Ripper—“
“What? Why?” Eureka said quickly.
“Well, ah, I’ve managed to make an alliance with him while you were off being crazy, so we’re allies now.”
“You mean the guy that tried to kill you back in that crazy tower thing where I almost died and still have the scars to prove it?”
After a while, Syvex grinned a little. “That is some very scathing sarcasm. Okay, so I’m guessing you don’t trust him.”
“No, not really. For one thing, he’s a pirate. For another, all he needs is that thingy machine thing. Then he’ll just turn around and kill us.” Her voice was getting a little louder and she felt slightly self-conscious as she watched people’s heads turn towards them. Syvex’s voice got a little more hushed as he replied.
“For one thing, pirates don’t always mean evil bad oh no avoid. For another, the alliance is sort of based off of killing that sandman.”
“And what happens after that?” Eureka asked, managing to stay somewhat quiet. “Alliance dissolved? He finds his backpack and kills us again?”
Syvex started rubbing his forehead. “You know, maybe you would find going about this thing a little easier if you invested a little trust.”
“Trust! And how do you do that in a situation like this, hm?”
Syvex sighed and crossed at least one pair of arms. “You just do. You’ve been trusting me, haven’t you?”
Eureka growled and grumbled and paced a little, looking frustrated. “You don’t understand. I…” The cloth mage brushed her hair back and sighed heavily. “Look, back where I come from, I was always hiding and running because there might have been several people after me, trying to kill me. Here, I know there are people trying to kill me. Including you. So what am I supposed to do, huh? Trust you so that when things are done, you can go ahead and safely kill me to bag this whole game in the end? Because I know you can.” And Eureka leaned back against the wall and crossed her arms, looking away to glare back at the other passengers who were finding their spat entertaining. At least saying all that felt…great. Getting a load off.
But besides that, she wasn't exactly sure what she was feeling. Because maybe she was trusting him a little...? What did it say about her that out of all the contestants, she decided on a non-human one to partner up with? Hell, what did it say about her that she was trusting in a situation like this? And what did it say about her that she was feeling so confused now? Dammit she hated being confused.
She supposed the one good thing about this reluctant trust relationship was that she knew how it was going to end. It was probably best to not mention that the anticipation of it didn’t alleviate her fear.
Okay. Okay. So basically what happened was a bunch of stuff and now she had no idea what was going on. Okay. Okay. Okay? Yeah, okay.
I hope you’re happy now, you stupid little oh wait. There was nobody there to talk to anymore. Huh. It was…weird now, after feeling a smidge too crowded inside herself for practically that whole time she had been in that mansion place thing. And without that really weird but strangely polite kid with her, she suddenly felt, well, not quite full. If that made sense. But it was still rude of him to possess her. It would have been slightly better if he had at least introduced himself first. Slightly.
Okay. Okay. Everything’s all there. Time to actually get up. Ready? Maybe. No. Not really. Okay. And up…
It wasn’t actually too hard getting up to her feet. It was hard, though, staying up on her feet rather than suddenly toppling over onto her head in a very painful manner.
Oh goddammit, she can’t do this. So now her hair and eyes were a different color and she had been electrocuted twice and forcibly possessed once and then possibly driven to insanity and back and experienced creepy icky lust for a girl that was probably like ten years old oh god don’t even think about that uuuuuugh and then something happened afterwards that she forgot or she was ignoring whichever one and the point is that it’s all over and done. All in the past. Not happening right now. So she can just forget about it and move on and not lie on the floor like a useless heap so GET UP EUREKA GET UP OKAY? OKAY.
This time she practically jumped back onto her feet and wobbled a little. At least she didn’t fall over on her butt. Now where was she.
That’s right, train. And then double kills and precedents or maybe lack thereof or something and stuff and who the hell cares. Oh man at least for some reason there was nobody else here in this car or room or some other place on the train.
Well no wonder, it’s because she was in the caboose. Nobody likes going to the caboose. Unless it’s to smoke maybe. So it was still a mystery why there was nobody here perhaps but well, nobody was here. Oh well. Not like that was a bad thing.
Eureka suddenly jumped again because it occurred to her that something felt weird when she had jumped up before though she didn’t know quite what. It was just something…off. Maybe it was the landing. Or the point when she leaped off or something.
She was really jumping around now and pretty much looking like an idiot right here in the small caboose, or rather it was a pretty large caboose for a train but in any case there was still something wrong and it was freaking annoying her how she just couldn’t figure it out no matter how often she jumped.
She finally stopped because her last jump had her slipping when she landed and hitting her head on the doorknob which really really hurt and she had to lie on the floor for a long time, blinking tears out of her eyes, the back of her head feeling incredible pain and tingly numbness at the same time.
Oh forget it. Whatever she thought she felt while jumping randomly in the air, it was probably something not worth noticing.
…Unless it was. What if her feeling something while jumping around in the air was a sign of something, something really weird?
…What sort of horrible weird thing becomes apparent when jumping in the air?
This is just stupid this whole battle is stupid why couldn’t she be back home where she would…
…hide out in an alley all day.
With a sigh, Eureka entered the train. The bump on the back of her head still throbbed.
The train was indeed quite large, as it appeared that there weren’t even any passenger seats. This was just a long hallway with a bunch of rooms on either side and, as she soon found out, a lounge at the end. A lounge that had couches that people were now sitting in. These people stared at her suspiciously and it was then she realized how out-of-place she looked. Though for her, that was easily fixed with a little smartening up of her wardrobe.
She probably looked slightly odd in a sort of suit thing but like hell she was going to wear a dress in a fight. That was just impractical. The rich folks and beasties looked back to their newspapers or whatever and Eureka moved on, still slouching.
She continued through all the boring cars all the same so boring until the observation car. This car seemed bigger than all the others and also seemed to be made of windows. Couches lined the sides so people could sit and relax and watch the scenery pass by in a blur. Eureka stood in the middle, staring out the window and watching some other people nap or whatever. Observe. There weren’t many people to watch though. The general air was quite drowsy.
“Hey. Pssst.”
It probably said a lot about her that the first thing she thought was that she had somehow taken up another occupant in her mind. Not that she knew what that actually said. Oh well.
Syvex was at the other side of the car, hiding near the door. Probably because actually going inside would really hurt him or something. With all the light and all. Too bad for him with the sun up and stuff.
Eureka strolled on over to him, still feeling worn out. Syvex looked at her outfit critically. “…You aren’t still possessed, are you?”
“’S called blending in, if you didn’t know,” Eureka snapped.
“Okay, okay, I got it,” Syvex said defensively. “You look very snappy. Nice look for you. I really need to find a dark place. All these cars are lit!”
Eureka shrugged. “Yeah, whatd’ya expect? We could probably turn them all off or something. Maybe. I dunno.”
“And I think we should also meet up with Ripper—“
“What? Why?” Eureka said quickly.
“Well, ah, I’ve managed to make an alliance with him while you were off being crazy, so we’re allies now.”
“You mean the guy that tried to kill you back in that crazy tower thing where I almost died and still have the scars to prove it?”
After a while, Syvex grinned a little. “That is some very scathing sarcasm. Okay, so I’m guessing you don’t trust him.”
“No, not really. For one thing, he’s a pirate. For another, all he needs is that thingy machine thing. Then he’ll just turn around and kill us.” Her voice was getting a little louder and she felt slightly self-conscious as she watched people’s heads turn towards them. Syvex’s voice got a little more hushed as he replied.
“For one thing, pirates don’t always mean evil bad oh no avoid. For another, the alliance is sort of based off of killing that sandman.”
“And what happens after that?” Eureka asked, managing to stay somewhat quiet. “Alliance dissolved? He finds his backpack and kills us again?”
Syvex started rubbing his forehead. “You know, maybe you would find going about this thing a little easier if you invested a little trust.”
“Trust! And how do you do that in a situation like this, hm?”
Syvex sighed and crossed at least one pair of arms. “You just do. You’ve been trusting me, haven’t you?”
Eureka growled and grumbled and paced a little, looking frustrated. “You don’t understand. I…” The cloth mage brushed her hair back and sighed heavily. “Look, back where I come from, I was always hiding and running because there might have been several people after me, trying to kill me. Here, I know there are people trying to kill me. Including you. So what am I supposed to do, huh? Trust you so that when things are done, you can go ahead and safely kill me to bag this whole game in the end? Because I know you can.” And Eureka leaned back against the wall and crossed her arms, looking away to glare back at the other passengers who were finding their spat entertaining. At least saying all that felt…great. Getting a load off.
But besides that, she wasn't exactly sure what she was feeling. Because maybe she was trusting him a little...? What did it say about her that out of all the contestants, she decided on a non-human one to partner up with? Hell, what did it say about her that she was trusting in a situation like this? And what did it say about her that she was feeling so confused now? Dammit she hated being confused.
She supposed the one good thing about this reluctant trust relationship was that she knew how it was going to end. It was probably best to not mention that the anticipation of it didn’t alleviate her fear.