chell (
mutelunatic) wrote in
ataraxion2012-04-09 10:29 pm
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i've been told i'm a good jumper.
guess i'm still here.
remember: "don't believe everything they tell you."
we have liars on the ship.
[that cryptic message was brought to you by Chell! except not really! in fact it was brought to you by a demon sorting through its new supply of memories from its new host but shhhhh no one knows that yet.
five minutes pass, and then a video feed pops up. it's of a woman sitting on the bed in her room. half her lip is quirked up into a somewhat eerie smile that resembles a sort of stubborn annoyance.
she opens her mouth for a second, and there's a slight crack. she draws her hand to her throat, eyebrows stitching up with agitation. she tries again. the voice...yes, the voice that comes out is quiet, and coarse from what could be years of lack of use. but it can be heard.]
Maybe...
[that's right. she's talking. there's a pause as she regains her breath.]
Maybe I can...tell you about a liar. [a pause, and she swallows] Maybe even...two.
[her hand is at her throat and there's a cough as though to clear it.]
First I guess I should...say hello.
[a pause for effect. it has a handle of her memories now.]
Or...apple.
guess i'm still here.
remember: "don't believe everything they tell you."
we have liars on the ship.
[that cryptic message was brought to you by Chell! except not really! in fact it was brought to you by a demon sorting through its new supply of memories from its new host but shhhhh no one knows that yet.
five minutes pass, and then a video feed pops up. it's of a woman sitting on the bed in her room. half her lip is quirked up into a somewhat eerie smile that resembles a sort of stubborn annoyance.
she opens her mouth for a second, and there's a slight crack. she draws her hand to her throat, eyebrows stitching up with agitation. she tries again. the voice...yes, the voice that comes out is quiet, and coarse from what could be years of lack of use. but it can be heard.]
Maybe...
[that's right. she's talking. there's a pause as she regains her breath.]
Maybe I can...tell you about a liar. [a pause, and she swallows] Maybe even...two.
[her hand is at her throat and there's a cough as though to clear it.]
First I guess I should...say hello.
[a pause for effect. it has a handle of her memories now.]
Or...apple.

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MAYBE HE'LL LEAVE ANOTHER VOICEMAIL...
A voicemail about how he is starting to suspect that maybe she is ignoring him and that possibly it would be a good idea for them to get together and have sandwiches and talk or--]
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WAIT HANG ON
WAIT I KNOW
SOMETHING IS
AMISS
HERE
OH MY GOD...]
[audio] --> [video]
[oh god oh man oh god oh man]
You said apple!
[sweet robot jesus wait no hang on there's the sound of fumbling and then BOOM video]
You can talk! You could--could you talk this whole time?
[video]
satisfaction? but it swiftly gets covered with a glare that smooths into a neutral expression
oh yes, this was exactly what she wanted. well, what the demon wanted, but it knows Chell would probably get a kick out of messing with those that tried to murder her. she always has been messing with them, anyway.
she shrugs her shoulders, and for a moment it looks as though she's not going to say another word.
until...]
Maybe.
Re: [video]
[video]
[woops permavid]
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video
Until he hears something. He allows himself to express his utter shock off-screen, before he responds. By the time he answers he's, well. As pissy and neutral as he ever is, really.
She knows his number, so he'll cut to the chase and switch to video.]
What about liars, then.
[Liars first, interrogation, second.]
video
Oh.
[there's a frown, she brushes a strand of loose hair behind her ear, and she doesn't seem to respond to his statement. just to mess with him.
damn this chick has a lot of people on this shit list of hers.]
It's you.
meh perma vid I'm lazy
[Anyway.]
Not here to get bitched over.
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not her problem.]
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[voice]
Unless you are in fact, not human, and some human-like variation of talking salamander or newt. Or a hybrid. Question for the ages.
Better question: why aren't you down in the Science Department sharing some of that tissue regeneration and good jumping with the rest of humanity?
[voice]
[skimming through memories and yes...the voice is also familiar.
just a voice though.
and a painting.]
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[Like the Science department. Chell.]
[video]
[ DG's pleased by this development. she'd accepted the text because...yeah, always good to be reminded of that, but then Chell came back and spoke. it's worth a smile at the very least. ]
What are they lying about?
[video]
[another person this Chell woman knows not from her world.
not that Chell knew any people from her world but whatever.
there's a ghost of a...smile. a small, small smile.]
Themselves. What's happened.
[video]
[video]
[THERE'S A VAGUE CREEPY SMILE sorry the demon is enjoying this weh]
I'm safe.
[video]
voice;
voice;
THAT RARE MOMENT
WHERE CHELL IS USING JUST THE VOICE FEATURE OF THIS DEVICE
okay well demon!Chell but whatever this is an event okay.]
Not uncommon.
Problem when people believe them.
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voice;
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An' who exactly is lyin', luv?
[Jack is ready to hear all the stories.]
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That ain't very specific, luv.
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