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gonnawreckit) wrote2012-12-12 05:07 am
gonnawreckit) wrote2012-12-12 05:07 am
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2000m [Action/Video]
[Wreck-It Ralph gets up to another daily routine he's settled into, living on the first floor of Community House 7. He makes sure the kid's awake and okay, then he heads over to the community kitchen to down an entire gallon of milk. And eventually, he manages to split off from Vanellope long enough to find somewhere quiet to address the journals.
He'd been avoiding using the journals too much since he arrived. After all, anyone could recognize him as the bad guy or have sore feelings from the wreckage he caused when he first arrived here in Luceti. But he'd have to face them sooner or later, with that whole Christmas thing coming up. First, there was that Secret Santa thing to worry about. He was assigned someone named "Harry Dresden". And he had no idea who that was. And secondly? There was something he needed to do for the kid for Christmas, too. He'd need all the help he could with that one.
But first? He'd have to face the music. And that meant showing his face on the journals.]
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Uh, hey... everybody. All you... Luceti guys. A lot of you may recognize me from that, uh, wrecking I did a few weeks back. Or you might recognize me from that video game, Fix-It Felix Junior. [A small frown; he hasn't met anyone familiar with the game yet here.] Either way, I wanna apologize for, y'know... getting off on the wrong foot with you all. I was in kind of a dark place, and really confused... but long story short, I'm feeling a lot better now! Things are going really good. You don't have to worry about me wrecking things and being "the bad guy" anymore. [He says that complete with finger quotes.] Unless you need one, in which case I guess I could try fitting it into my schedule? My name's Ralph by the way. Wreck-It Ralph. [A pause. He tries waving with one of his giant hands, but his brow furrows with confusion.] Do any of you know my game?
[Filtered from Vanellope van Schweetz and Harry Dresden]
I got two unrelated questions for you guys. Now, this doesn't have anything to do with Christmas or anything. But... first of all, is there anyone here who's an expect at this Battle Dome stuff? I need someone who can help me put together a really, super specific simulation for - uh, for a thing. If you know a lot about go-karts, that's a plus.
Oh! And my second question. Who the heck's Harry Dresden?
He'd been avoiding using the journals too much since he arrived. After all, anyone could recognize him as the bad guy or have sore feelings from the wreckage he caused when he first arrived here in Luceti. But he'd have to face them sooner or later, with that whole Christmas thing coming up. First, there was that Secret Santa thing to worry about. He was assigned someone named "Harry Dresden". And he had no idea who that was. And secondly? There was something he needed to do for the kid for Christmas, too. He'd need all the help he could with that one.
But first? He'd have to face the music. And that meant showing his face on the journals.]
[Video]
Uh, hey... everybody. All you... Luceti guys. A lot of you may recognize me from that, uh, wrecking I did a few weeks back. Or you might recognize me from that video game, Fix-It Felix Junior. [A small frown; he hasn't met anyone familiar with the game yet here.] Either way, I wanna apologize for, y'know... getting off on the wrong foot with you all. I was in kind of a dark place, and really confused... but long story short, I'm feeling a lot better now! Things are going really good. You don't have to worry about me wrecking things and being "the bad guy" anymore. [He says that complete with finger quotes.] Unless you need one, in which case I guess I could try fitting it into my schedule? My name's Ralph by the way. Wreck-It Ralph. [A pause. He tries waving with one of his giant hands, but his brow furrows with confusion.] Do any of you know my game?
[Filtered from Vanellope van Schweetz and Harry Dresden]
I got two unrelated questions for you guys. Now, this doesn't have anything to do with Christmas or anything. But... first of all, is there anyone here who's an expect at this Battle Dome stuff? I need someone who can help me put together a really, super specific simulation for - uh, for a thing. If you know a lot about go-karts, that's a plus.
Oh! And my second question. Who the heck's Harry Dresden?
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Let me set up the race track for you... [It won't take too long. She pulls up the one Asami was working on, which looked more like one in Republic City, not Sugar Rush.] Here you go.
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[He looks at it with the scrutiny of a video game character.]
Looks like a pretty basic racing course... It'd take a heck of a facelift to candy-coat this circuit.
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I, um, remember that I accidentally put balloons on the course once, so I am sure we can make it candy-coated.
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I will have to mess around and see what I can do. [Pressing random buttons now! The buildings are changing colors now. Black... green... orange.... purple... tell her when to stop.]
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[She's just pressing random things now, causing the building to change shape.]
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No, no, no, definitely no... Was that a moose? No, no... Wait! Go back!
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Which one?
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[A giant gumball machine is go? Just empty.]
Now we need... more of those!
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Good, good! You're a real keeper, Ranny. Now if we could just fill them up with gumballs, we might be going somewhere.
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I will try. [But no promises. AND RANDOM BUTTON PRESSING TIME!]
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[And he watches closely.]
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The gumballs were proving to be difficult, but she did somehow manage to make the road look sparkly! Kinda like the sugar look. It was something.]
I believe you might need someone else to help you with this.
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This is certainly like nothing I have ever done before.
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That may be easier said than done. But I do believe this is all I can do at the time.
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