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themainframe2013-11-29 04:28 am
fullofthorns) wrote in themainframe2013-11-29 04:28 am
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[ The video flips on, Roze's face coming into view at an odd angle, mostly her chin visible more than anything. There's a lot of rustling and scraping as she apparently army crawls across the floor of her bedroom, light pouring over her face, green eyes large and smile broad. ]
Guys. Guys, wait til you see this...
[ She stifles a giggle, sharp teeth bared in full and nose wrinkling in glee as she turns the D-Terminal around and surreptitiously slide it across the floor to be just able to view what looks like Musashi, her Kotemon, and Julie the Impmon sitting on the couch together. ]
...Well I think you should stop worrying about it. I'm not going to ask you to leave and I know Roze ain't gonna.
[ Musashi looks down at his sleeve-covered hands, turning his shinai over in his grip as he shakes his head. ] I have no right to be here. You are the rightful partner and I am nothing more than some cleverly constructed lie.
Why are you even talking about that? That big idiot was probably lying through his teeth. Look, ain't you supposed to be the sturdy anchor guy? [ The little Impmon demands, shoving Musashi lightly. ]
A man cannot always be a rock, Lady Julie. [ Musashi remarks in that deep, too serious voice of his. ] Sometimes a man is just as weak as anything else. My mere existence is a lie. I could even be responsible for Lady Roze being infected by that virus. What if we were sent to spread it? What if my being here right at this very moment is a detriment to you as a team?
I dunno, awful lotta what-ifs and maybes, sweetcheeks.
Sweetcheeks?
Listen, she loves you, I love you. Everyone loves you. And if you're a big fat pack of lies, so what? Make the lies a reality. Make them into truths.
Its not that easy Lady Ju--
Sure it is! You're all remorseful for stuff that ain't even your fault. Did you know about any of this?
Well, no, but I--
Did you actively participate in any of it?
Of course not I would nev--
And if it came down to it, would you do everything you could to protect Roze?
On my honor!
Right. And what about me?
You? What do you...you mean protect you? Well...yes. Of course. You're Lady Roze's partner! The real one if anything is to be believed.
Uh huh. So would the bad guy try to save the good guy?
Well, no, I suppose that goes against any sort of--
Right then! See? You're a good guy and you belong here and I'm gonna need a cute guy to save my butt sometimes.
I can help you in--wait, I'm sorry, what?
[ Julie leans over, kissing the Kotemon's cheek - or where his cheek would be under the mask. ] Gosh I sure love stupid and confused guys! Come on, lets go find some ice-cream while she's still asleep! [ She chirps, grabbing Musashi's hand and dragging him off the couch stumbling after her in confusion. ]
[ Roze drags the terminal back into her room and closes the door quietly, the darkness in the room leaving only her face to be framed by the glow from the screen as she laughs to herself, head shaking. ]
Its like this every day! Musashi gloomy as a bucket full of mud and then Julie just swings in like a sassy Lady Huang cheering up a grumpy Zhuge Liang. Well...most of you probably have no idea what I'm talking about. Anyways, its fuckin' cute. She's made him take her out every day almost. Comes up with all kinds of excuses like she can't find something or she's gonna need help carryin' stuff. Clever little tart, that one. Looks like things are workin' out.
[ She sighs, leaning back against the bedroom door and pursing her lips. ]
Look uh, I'm shit with segues so I'll just out and say it. Thanks. To everyone that helped out with my room and helped Musashi, and everyone that had to deal with my shit - Thank You. I ain't gonna apologize because I didn't do anything wrong. In fact all these apologies that were goin' around were just...stupid. No one had any control of themselves, someone else made them do that crap. Heck, the people that should apologize are the ones that caused that disaster. So nope, this ain't an apology, its just gratitude. Thanks for doin' your best, thanks for bein' there, thanks for fighting and most of all, thanks for being good people.
And to everyone else that struggled with the virus - thanks for being horrible. You know why? Because that means that you're not horrible. That virus brought out the worst in people, or made them act completely opposite from what they really are. That means none of you are as bad as you might think you are, and everyone else is just good and you're all fuckin' heroes.
That's what I wanted to say.
So uh...yeah. Thanks again.
Also if you see Musashi and Julie out there, don't tease 'em too much. He might have a seizure or something and die of embarrassment.
[ A cough follows, green eyes sliding to the side, then rolling to the ceiling before dropping down to focus on the terminal again. ]
Anyways, yeah. I kinda miss everyone so~o...if you're not all fed up with me after that debacle I'd totally be down with chatting or hanging out. Or maybe just wandering off into the great digital wilderness on some kinda soul-searching pilgrimage. Whatever, I don't really care. Just drop some lines, people. Lemme know you're alive.
Guys. Guys, wait til you see this...
[ She stifles a giggle, sharp teeth bared in full and nose wrinkling in glee as she turns the D-Terminal around and surreptitiously slide it across the floor to be just able to view what looks like Musashi, her Kotemon, and Julie the Impmon sitting on the couch together. ]
...Well I think you should stop worrying about it. I'm not going to ask you to leave and I know Roze ain't gonna.
[ Musashi looks down at his sleeve-covered hands, turning his shinai over in his grip as he shakes his head. ] I have no right to be here. You are the rightful partner and I am nothing more than some cleverly constructed lie.
Why are you even talking about that? That big idiot was probably lying through his teeth. Look, ain't you supposed to be the sturdy anchor guy? [ The little Impmon demands, shoving Musashi lightly. ]
A man cannot always be a rock, Lady Julie. [ Musashi remarks in that deep, too serious voice of his. ] Sometimes a man is just as weak as anything else. My mere existence is a lie. I could even be responsible for Lady Roze being infected by that virus. What if we were sent to spread it? What if my being here right at this very moment is a detriment to you as a team?
I dunno, awful lotta what-ifs and maybes, sweetcheeks.
Sweetcheeks?
Listen, she loves you, I love you. Everyone loves you. And if you're a big fat pack of lies, so what? Make the lies a reality. Make them into truths.
Its not that easy Lady Ju--
Sure it is! You're all remorseful for stuff that ain't even your fault. Did you know about any of this?
Well, no, but I--
Did you actively participate in any of it?
Of course not I would nev--
And if it came down to it, would you do everything you could to protect Roze?
On my honor!
Right. And what about me?
You? What do you...you mean protect you? Well...yes. Of course. You're Lady Roze's partner! The real one if anything is to be believed.
Uh huh. So would the bad guy try to save the good guy?
Well, no, I suppose that goes against any sort of--
Right then! See? You're a good guy and you belong here and I'm gonna need a cute guy to save my butt sometimes.
I can help you in--wait, I'm sorry, what?
[ Julie leans over, kissing the Kotemon's cheek - or where his cheek would be under the mask. ] Gosh I sure love stupid and confused guys! Come on, lets go find some ice-cream while she's still asleep! [ She chirps, grabbing Musashi's hand and dragging him off the couch stumbling after her in confusion. ]
[ Roze drags the terminal back into her room and closes the door quietly, the darkness in the room leaving only her face to be framed by the glow from the screen as she laughs to herself, head shaking. ]
Its like this every day! Musashi gloomy as a bucket full of mud and then Julie just swings in like a sassy Lady Huang cheering up a grumpy Zhuge Liang. Well...most of you probably have no idea what I'm talking about. Anyways, its fuckin' cute. She's made him take her out every day almost. Comes up with all kinds of excuses like she can't find something or she's gonna need help carryin' stuff. Clever little tart, that one. Looks like things are workin' out.
[ She sighs, leaning back against the bedroom door and pursing her lips. ]
Look uh, I'm shit with segues so I'll just out and say it. Thanks. To everyone that helped out with my room and helped Musashi, and everyone that had to deal with my shit - Thank You. I ain't gonna apologize because I didn't do anything wrong. In fact all these apologies that were goin' around were just...stupid. No one had any control of themselves, someone else made them do that crap. Heck, the people that should apologize are the ones that caused that disaster. So nope, this ain't an apology, its just gratitude. Thanks for doin' your best, thanks for bein' there, thanks for fighting and most of all, thanks for being good people.
And to everyone else that struggled with the virus - thanks for being horrible. You know why? Because that means that you're not horrible. That virus brought out the worst in people, or made them act completely opposite from what they really are. That means none of you are as bad as you might think you are, and everyone else is just good and you're all fuckin' heroes.
That's what I wanted to say.
So uh...yeah. Thanks again.
Also if you see Musashi and Julie out there, don't tease 'em too much. He might have a seizure or something and die of embarrassment.
[ A cough follows, green eyes sliding to the side, then rolling to the ceiling before dropping down to focus on the terminal again. ]
Anyways, yeah. I kinda miss everyone so~o...if you're not all fed up with me after that debacle I'd totally be down with chatting or hanging out. Or maybe just wandering off into the great digital wilderness on some kinda soul-searching pilgrimage. Whatever, I don't really care. Just drop some lines, people. Lemme know you're alive.