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gonnawreckit) wrote2013-06-05 02:36 am
gonnawreckit) wrote2013-06-05 02:36 am
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[It started off as an odd morning. There was no sign of Vanellope at all around the apartment. It was a confusing concept: that Vanellope could have gone to school early, or even just woken up early. He spent some time searching the apartment and calling her name, thinking maybe this is just some dumb game she's playing, but no one answers.
Most of her things seem to be gone, too. She couldn't have run off to be a hobo. And eventually he has to face one fact. A fact he initially faces by tearing his room apart in a rage. She's gone. And all he has is her word and Calhoun's word that she's going to really make it out there. That she's going to be okay at all. It's not enough.]
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[He reluctantly addresses the journal, at first looking huffy and angry.]
You know Vanellope... candy-haired, Twizzlers for brains? Looks like she went back to her own game. Rotten kid must've used a cheat code.
[A pause. The anger fades for the moment, in favor of an expression more strained and hurt.]
...Aw, who am I kidding? She didn't need to cheat. The kid's a natural. She left some drawings and junk... think they're meant for her friends. You all can come and get 'em yourselves if you want, see if I care. Just... if something doesn't look like it's for you, don't touch it, okay? [He says with a hint of agitation.]
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[Perhaps he had the patience for a few journal conversations. But then he winds up instead opting to pummel his journal until it breaks down into pieces.
He's done with this. Absolutely done. All he grabs are his bricks, his medal, and any of the drawings that Vanellope left for him, which he sloppily shoves into his front pocket. Any of the Luceti possessions he has around, he wrecks them too. This whole apartment life, this "bedroom" thing - it's not for him. And he doesn't want that princess girl to talk him out of it. He knows she could be out there if he goes into the hallway. So instead he wrecks a whole in the wall directly to the outside of CH7 and bounds off under the setting sun, lugging only a sack of bricks over his shoulder. He heads towards the farmlands, in search of any surviving burrows he made when he had Faeren. It's time to be alone again.
Just him, his bricks and his stump.]
Most of her things seem to be gone, too. She couldn't have run off to be a hobo. And eventually he has to face one fact. A fact he initially faces by tearing his room apart in a rage. She's gone. And all he has is her word and Calhoun's word that she's going to really make it out there. That she's going to be okay at all. It's not enough.]
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[He reluctantly addresses the journal, at first looking huffy and angry.]
You know Vanellope... candy-haired, Twizzlers for brains? Looks like she went back to her own game. Rotten kid must've used a cheat code.
[A pause. The anger fades for the moment, in favor of an expression more strained and hurt.]
...Aw, who am I kidding? She didn't need to cheat. The kid's a natural. She left some drawings and junk... think they're meant for her friends. You all can come and get 'em yourselves if you want, see if I care. Just... if something doesn't look like it's for you, don't touch it, okay? [He says with a hint of agitation.]
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[Perhaps he had the patience for a few journal conversations. But then he winds up instead opting to pummel his journal until it breaks down into pieces.
He's done with this. Absolutely done. All he grabs are his bricks, his medal, and any of the drawings that Vanellope left for him, which he sloppily shoves into his front pocket. Any of the Luceti possessions he has around, he wrecks them too. This whole apartment life, this "bedroom" thing - it's not for him. And he doesn't want that princess girl to talk him out of it. He knows she could be out there if he goes into the hallway. So instead he wrecks a whole in the wall directly to the outside of CH7 and bounds off under the setting sun, lugging only a sack of bricks over his shoulder. He heads towards the farmlands, in search of any surviving burrows he made when he had Faeren. It's time to be alone again.
Just him, his bricks and his stump.]
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I'm... so sorry to hear about your friend, sir.
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Thanks, Faith. But... sorry ain't gonna warp her back here.
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[It's lessening every day (through conscious effort to try and make peace with the people around her, to reintegrate into society as she knows she should), but Twila's influence still isn't quite stamped out.]
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Soon enough he spots the man trudging determinedly with a sack swung over. Like he's... leaving? That's when he remembers the post he made earlier, about the little candy girl who laughed at him when that... strange thing happened with those cupcakes. Putting two and two together, he guesses that this is related... so he picks up the pace until he catches up to Ralph, stopping just in front of him.]
Where are you going?
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What's it matter? Away.
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Is this because... she is gone?
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But she can't go home! We had plans later. [They were going to meet pirates...!]
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Well she went back anyway. What're ya gonna do about it.
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[Can you see the sad puppy eyes over the journals, Ralph?]
I guess there's nothing.
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Don't sound so glum. Not like it's the end or anything.
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[he doesn't really get the "going back to her game" part, but...wow that's disappointing]
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No, just...kinda surprised she left without saying anything, that's all.
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But I think it's the game's fault more than her's. Maybe it didn't give her any time to say anything to us before she got sent back to her game. Same thing did happen to our friend a few months ago. [It made sense for Calhoun - such a pro, she beat this game in record time.]
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[The classroom won't be the same without her.]
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[She must have been important to him - important enough that he would be angry. Souji doesn't know Ralph stunningly well, but he understands what it's like to be left behind.]
It's never easy being the one to see them leave.
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Pity ain't gonna help anyone, Star Wolf. I don't want any.
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I just know what it is like to feel as you feel now. They say it gets easier. I've yet to see that happen.
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V - Mr. Ralph?
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...but Vanellope wouldn't be there, would she? Instead Ikki's going into a place without her friend, Soren trailing after her. ]
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