20 April 2012 @ 11:38 am
[Nue's at his kitchen table with a pencil in hand, bent over a piece of paper. He'd knocked his device on the floor with an elbow earlier and picked it back up without giving it much thought, so IT'S RECORDING EVERYTHIIIIIIING.

Including his drawing.

It's supposed to something like this. Supposed to. He's going from memory ok. DON'T JUDGE HIS LITTLE CARTOON DOODLES.

In the margins he's written notes- 'Miss you guys.' 'Remember not to stay up all night.' 'DON'T EAT EVERY HALF HOUR YOU DEMONS.' 'Don't forget--' (the rest is smudged out)

He stares down at the paper for a while and then his eyes stray to the device.]


[Grabbing it. Realization dawning. DELETE DELETE DELETE-]

You stupid piece of shit, delete it! [button mash. end video.]
04 April 2012 @ 06:33 pm
[So there's a half- naked, bewildered kid with tears streaming down his face in the square. WAS HE ABUSED, YOU ASK? DID SOMEONE TAKE ADVANTAGE OF HIM? OR PERHAPS HE'S ONE OF THOSE CRAZY MASOCHISTS WHO ENJOY PAIN because there's still a ghost of a smile present.

In any event, he's going to continue to appear bewildered for a few moments more.]


[He hastily scrubs the tears away with both hands. WHOOPS.]

This isn't an illusion, I can already tell. [SWIFT RECOVERY!] So. What's going to happen next? I'll only be patient for a little bit. Two minutes, maybe three. The clock is ticking.