Entry tags:
you tell me 'just give in'
Who: Jesse Finch and anybody!
What: PLOT HALLUCINATIONS
Where: Lighthouse, around there!
When: Days 37-39
Warnings: Possible self-harm, violence, swearing.
Notes: This is a catch-all log for important hallucination things! I'm forward dating a little because I'm going to be so busy in the next week or so, and I'd like to tag while I have the chance! I have a basic idea of what is going to happen down at the bottom there. As you can see, it is... not very detailed, which means I am super okay with just about anything going on! He's going to be particularly panicked, so if anybody wants to screw with him an/or knock him around, I welcome it. Lemme know what day you want in the subject line for varying crazy-times. c:
He's hiding in the lighthouse. Jones can't get him here. He's safe, for now, as long as he doesn't sleep, and as long as he doesn't leave. But he's running out of food, and water, and he's so tired, and he keeps finding snakes, curling around his legs when he nearly-dozes-off. Of course, he kills them, and of course, they hiss and go up in smoke, and he's wide awake - for another hour.
And then he does it all over again, curled up somewhere dark with his pipe, ignoring the communicator on his wrist.
What: PLOT HALLUCINATIONS
Where: Lighthouse, around there!
When: Days 37-39
Warnings: Possible self-harm, violence, swearing.
Notes: This is a catch-all log for important hallucination things! I'm forward dating a little because I'm going to be so busy in the next week or so, and I'd like to tag while I have the chance! I have a basic idea of what is going to happen down at the bottom there. As you can see, it is... not very detailed, which means I am super okay with just about anything going on! He's going to be particularly panicked, so if anybody wants to screw with him an/or knock him around, I welcome it. Lemme know what day you want in the subject line for varying crazy-times. c:
He's hiding in the lighthouse. Jones can't get him here. He's safe, for now, as long as he doesn't sleep, and as long as he doesn't leave. But he's running out of food, and water, and he's so tired, and he keeps finding snakes, curling around his legs when he nearly-dozes-off. Of course, he kills them, and of course, they hiss and go up in smoke, and he's wide awake - for another hour.
And then he does it all over again, curled up somewhere dark with his pipe, ignoring the communicator on his wrist.
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"Makin' -- making my stand - like you don't know. Y'can't fucking hurt me, m'awake."
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Wallie steels himself, his hand not far from his sword. "I'm looking for my wife. I know she's around. My stepson is with her. Someone's holding her against her will." His gaze is steady, his breathing even.
If he's supposed to know why Jesse's making a stand... "Are you working with them?"
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His expression gets angrier. "You don't gotta put up the stupid front, I know you're just pretending."
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Wallie draws a deep breath, trying to calm himself after his outburst. He has to be calm, he has to be rational. He can't let Shonsu win. He's far too close, the line between them far too blurred, and he's struggling to keep his own mind free of Shonsu's brutal impulses.
"Are you or are you not helping them hide my wife from me?"
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"I don't know where your fuckin' wife is, why would I know? You don't have a wife, what - what the fuck're you talking about?!" Why would the Nightmare have a wife...?
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He's not sure whether or not to believe Jesse's claim of innocence, either, but for the time being he'll let it pass. He needs more evidence.
"If you've seen her at all... I need to find her."
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It's more snappish than Wallie wants, but he's aggravated, so on edge these days. It seems like he's been searching for Jja for years, and he's beginning to feel like he'll never find her, like he's failing her. "Isn't this place public property? I need to know exactly who's where if I'm going to find Jja, or who's behind this."