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sadfreezingbrit_archive ([personal profile] sadfreezingbrit_archive) wrote2011-03-09 08:40 pm

One accidental video by two deliberate Philips [15/??? artefacts collected]

First floor, room somethingorother. This is a boring feed. There's the sound of furniture being moved in the background, but all that's visible is a wooden door. For a moment it sounded like there was a knock on it, but that was probably just the background noise. Really, it doesn't look like anything will be happening here anytime soon. Honestly, better change the channel to something moreOHGODPICKAXE!!!



[ With a crack the wood splinters, a narrow metal head bursting through it. After a moment it dislodges and after another the axe comes crashing through again, making the crack wider. Somebody is behind that door, but their identity remains yet unknown.

Enter Philip, slowly shoving a heavy bookcase in front of the door. Once he's got the exit completely covered he disappears again and returns to follow up with a dresser, a table and several chairs.

Once the entire barricade is in place he sways back and lets himself fall against a wall, sinking to the floor while gasping for air.

He flinches as the barricade rattles and shakes.

Once. Twice. Three times.

Then silence.

Philip pauses, hesitates and finally breathes a sigh of relief.

Silence.

Suddenly a creaking noise, coming from the closet further back in the room.

Philip swallows and hesitates before slowly getting up to investigate, circling the closet doors at a good distance until he is able to see inside.

And once he does his eyes widen instantly and he takes a few panicked steps back.
]

No! N-no...

[ He shakes his head frantically. ]

How d-- How did you...?

[ The door creaks open a little further, revealing to the camera a perfect copy of Philip.

Not somebody similar, no. Not a sloppy copy with different clothes, perhaps an air that is more or less refined. Not somebody with a different voice or even a different accent.

Not somebody slightly younger or slightly older either, not even somebody who has at least the decency to wear an interesting hat or perhaps have pitch black demon eyes or set himself apart from the original in any way.

No, this guy here might as well be Philip's reflection. If Philip was currently holding a pickaxe that is...
]

The lesson here is that you can lock away your problems as much as you like, they are only going to find a way around eventually.

[ The shadow smiles and advances towards Philip. ]

Take for instance our dearest and most trusted companion Clarence--

I don't want to hear it! [ The original interrupts, takes another step back and looks over his shoulder. Then he turns around and jumps through the open window.

His remaining double only shakes his head and calls after him:
]

Denial is not just an anagram of your best friend, Philip!

[ After a moment's pause the shadow shoulders his axe and gives chase. ]

[[OOC: ICly cut for length. Philip will answer video and audio with a slight IC delay while being chased. Both Philips can be found outside the mansion for action interaction.]]

[voice]

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-03-09 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Just give him a moment to distance himself from... himself.

Hiding somewhere in the gardens he notices the message and checks his communicator, hoping that this is something important or at least--
]

W-what?

[ Okay, never mind. He has no idea who this is or what she wants. ]

[voice]

[identity profile] turn4bout.livejournal.com 2011-03-10 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ you will get all the trolling in dire, potentially last moments. all of it. ]

Obviously there's some sort of hatemance going on here. Just accept your stabs and move on with it, hehehe!

[voice] 1/3

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-03-10 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Some-- What?

Who are you, what--

[ Forgive him, Philip is a little tense right now, otherwise he would gladly and politely explain that Terezi is getting the wrong idea here.

Not that he's actually caught on to what idea she's getting, but it's clearly nothing like--
]

All this misery is only a result of fighting the inevitable! We both know this would be so much easier if you would just give him your body!

[ ...Excuse Philip for a moment, he has some more running to do. ]

[nothing whatsoever] 2/3

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-03-10 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ - INSERT SOME MORE RUNNING HERE - ]

[voice] 3/3

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-03-10 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Aaaaaaaaand we're back. Look who's made it into the labyrinth! ]

This... this isn't really a good time, I--

...Did you say I should just let him stab me?

[voice]

[identity profile] turn4bout.livejournal.com 2011-03-10 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah! Let him get it out of his system!

Or is this one of those things where you don't feel the same way?
Edited 2011-03-10 01:48 (UTC)

[voice]

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-03-10 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ In Philip's mind two WTFs are skipping along the beach hand in hand, kissing while in tender embrace and subsequently in a shocking fast forward of events proceed to have many, many WTF babies.

It's a happy WTF family, all thanks to Terezi.
]

I- I don't feel that... that being stabbed would be a good- a good solution, no.

{It's always the same with you and your horrible death somehow not being a good solution. I'm feeling a real bias here, monkey. }

...Who are you anyway?

[voice]

[identity profile] turn4bout.livejournal.com 2011-03-10 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ that is the most romantic story i've ever heard. it brings a single tear to my eye. ]

Oh. [ well, this is suddenly awkward. ]

I'm Terezi Pyrope, the most beautiful and awesome troll who may be the one to save your sorry husk. Want some help?
Edited 2011-03-10 20:56 (UTC)

[voice]

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-03-10 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This man hails from the ancient times of 2003. Now, while internet trolls already exist and are appropriately labelled in that year Philip's first association upon hearing the word is still closer to the mythological monster than to somebody who's never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down.

Speaking of which, he could use some help (in fact one might say that he could use all the help there is), but he has his doubts about this girl's idea of help and with his shadow seemingly lost elsewhere in the maze he can afford to be hesitant.
]

Help... how?

[ You are just going to stab him faster, aren't you? ]

[voice]

[identity profile] turn4bout.livejournal.com 2011-03-10 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ No.

Possibly.

Probably.

Shut up and have a little faith, jeezits.
]

I've got a jetpack and an urge to dish out a furious cane-drubbing. How the fuck do you think?

[voice]

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-03-11 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
A troll with a jetpack. Of course.

Well, forgive me for being sceptical, but your first idea was to let him stab me.

[ Somewhere beyond the hedges he hears somebody whistling. This may be very scenic, but is generally not a good sign. ]

[voice]

[identity profile] turn4bout.livejournal.com 2011-03-11 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
I hear an asshole closing in. Sounds like he wants you to meet a good friend of his-- Mr. Pickaxe. So, WANT MY HELP OR NOT?

[voice]

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-03-11 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Okay, so calling his double WHO IS CLEARLY A LYING LIAR WHO LIES an asshole gets her plus points, but still... ]

I--

Is that you talking there? I recognise my voice, I think you really need to stop using it! This would be a great moment to call you monkey, but I think neither of us are still human enough to make that comparison fly~

I do!

...I... I do. I'm... in the labyrinth, please--

There you are!

[ Annnd there goes the transmission. ]
Edited 2011-03-11 02:30 (UTC)