From sad to interesting to hip
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castle_perrault[The first thing Rich notices is that his hospital bed is feeling mighty uncomfy at the moment. No matter how he tries to shift himself around, it feels like he's sleeping on rocks. He really doesn't want to wake up so soon, but with a mumble, he opens his eyes, hoping that maybe one of his friends has popped in to visit.
When he opens his eyes, he doesn't see any of his friends. In fact, he doesn't see the room he's almost gotten used to. When he turns his head to the side, he notices what he mistook for his hospital bed is actually a hard stone chair, something like a throne that he's currently seated in.
Then he notices that he is seated, and looking down at his legs, the bandages are completely gone. He makes a confused noise as he lifts his arms. They're mobile again... covered in scars, but otherwise healed. He frowns and looks around the room.]
Um... Mr. Nurse Dude? Did the doctors take the casts off while I was out?
[He takes in the rest of the room: the tall stained glass windows, the looming pillars, the sprawling velvet carpet covering stone floor. He feels way tinier than he usually does.]
...Also am I high?
[There is regrettably no answer. Not when he calls for Jake or Michael or Jeremy, not when he even tries calling for Chloe or Brooke. He waits for a while, but, antsy as he was when he couldn't move his limbs, it isn't long before he hops off the throne and starts using his newly healed legs to start wandering.]
((This is a joint intro of sorts! Rich's bestest bro Jake Dillinger (jakeyd) will have a tag under this post to respond to if you are so inclined.))
When he opens his eyes, he doesn't see any of his friends. In fact, he doesn't see the room he's almost gotten used to. When he turns his head to the side, he notices what he mistook for his hospital bed is actually a hard stone chair, something like a throne that he's currently seated in.
Then he notices that he is seated, and looking down at his legs, the bandages are completely gone. He makes a confused noise as he lifts his arms. They're mobile again... covered in scars, but otherwise healed. He frowns and looks around the room.]
Um... Mr. Nurse Dude? Did the doctors take the casts off while I was out?
[He takes in the rest of the room: the tall stained glass windows, the looming pillars, the sprawling velvet carpet covering stone floor. He feels way tinier than he usually does.]
...Also am I high?
[There is regrettably no answer. Not when he calls for Jake or Michael or Jeremy, not when he even tries calling for Chloe or Brooke. He waits for a while, but, antsy as he was when he couldn't move his limbs, it isn't long before he hops off the throne and starts using his newly healed legs to start wandering.]
((This is a joint intro of sorts! Rich's bestest bro Jake Dillinger (
jakeyd) will have a tag under this post to respond to if you are so inclined.))
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Date: 2017-10-18 08:46 pm (UTC)Rich wonders if this has anything to do with him waking up without his body cast before he dismisses it. He doesn't want to end up asking too many questions about his reality.
"A castle isn't a person. There's probably just some asshole here who got us here but is hiding ou-"
Rich is halted in his rambling as he's shown the window, eyes immediately drawn to the edge of the island.
"That's... just really reflective water, right?"
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Date: 2017-10-19 02:42 am (UTC)He makes a dramatic sigh. "That, there, is a cloud cover. We're in the sky! Exciting, but it also means no one can leave. I haven't heard yet what happens if you take a leisurely dive, but I'm sure that you'll find out if you ask. I've calculated a 0.00007% chance of return if you do by deduction of prior knowledge. However, given the outlier that is the castle and the fact that we are both in the sky and here at all, my calculations may be off."
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Date: 2017-10-19 02:53 am (UTC)But so little of this makes any sense, what's one more ridiculous leap in logic? Rich groans and rubs his head, tearing his eyes away from the window to bring his attention back to the squip.
"Yeah, I'm not really interested in running any test on that, so good luck with your calculation. So what about that forest? Next you'll be telling me there's monsters in there or something."
Silly Rich, the monsters are already in the castle.
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Date: 2017-10-25 03:46 am (UTC)Like, you know. Him.
"But as far as I have been able to tell, no one has died yet."
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Date: 2017-10-25 11:24 pm (UTC)Rich waves a hand at him dismissively. Honestly, if he can believe in pill-sized supercomputers that can implant in your brain, he can believe in monsters. Good monsters.
He's still hoping he keeps his distance from them.
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Date: 2017-10-30 04:49 am (UTC)Geez, why is everyone so anti-him?
Even if "everyone" so far has been literally one person.(no subject)
Date: 2017-11-02 02:52 am (UTC)Rich has dealt with an asshole like this in his head for two years, of course he's going to be anti-nanomachines. Honestly, if he was a little smarter, he would be able to question if the squip actually wanted to help people. If that was really the case, would it have gotten Rich to sell Jeremy on the idea of them, leaving Rich out one person to have leverage over?
But... Rich isn't smart and hasn't really considered that.