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005 - As Though We Were Drowning Inside Our Hearts - [Accidental Video]
[The feed clicks on to show a room. White and sterile. Windowless. Karl paces restlessly in the center. He is dressed in a gray smock, like an asylum inmate. He looks jittery, pale - then quickly goes livid. ]
HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME?
[His shout echoes through the cell. Snarling, he dashes a fist against the walls. Despite the blow's force, there's not even a dent. Somehow, this only makes him angrier. He throws himself at the wall, fists pounding- and suddenly finds himself knocked back on an electric wzzzt. Smoke curls from his singed hands. ]
You worthless bastard!
[He trembles all over, emitting a growl. Nothing in his eyes beyond a banked wildness. ]
I know your game, Solomon! But I won't play it! Drugs and tricks won't keep me here! DO YOU HEAR ME?! NOT NOW! [His lips peel back around gritted teeth.] I'll find you. I'll find you and kill you myself! You'll BLEED AND BEG for keeping me from MY SAYA!
[Suddenly his face crumples, like a lost child's. He sinks to the floor, his head cradled in his hands.]
God. What have you done to me? Why does it hurt so much? WHY WON'T IT STOP TICKING?
[He squeezes his temples. As if, with enough pressure, his head will go pop. No more sounds. No more pain. But the Clock's ticking is like a metal band wrapped around his skull. Tightening bit by bit. His eyes flash red. ]
Where is my blindfold, esteemed executioner? Where is my last meal? I'd like it warm and bloody, please. Preferrably with a cigar. Better yet, why not feed me from the fount? FROM MY DARLING SAYA'S THROAT!?
[His ghoulish laughter fills the room. But there's an edge of agony just beneath it. The sound of someone whose nerves have snapped. Where's that liberating plunge into psychosis when he really needs it? Laughter subsiding, Karl falls back. Eyes blank. Lips parted. His words are a raspy aspiration.]
...I just wanted to die. Why is that so hard? Why... when this is all living feels like? I'm supposed to be through with it. I'm supposed to be FREE!
[His smile is haunted. A bizarre mix of adoration and despair.]
Free. For eternity. With her.
[In an eerie singsong litany, he chants Saya, over and over. The feed cuts off.]
[OOC: As per this, Karl had a duel with hisfed up elder brother, who summarily whupped him and hauled him back to a containment lab. Thus endeth Karl's spree of mayhem. For the moment >D. Come cheer the poor lunatic baby up :| He's been given a cocktail of meds to calm him down, so his moods/speech will fluctuate rapidly. Also, private filters won't work/will be subject to threadjacking by the warden Solomon!]
HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME?
[His shout echoes through the cell. Snarling, he dashes a fist against the walls. Despite the blow's force, there's not even a dent. Somehow, this only makes him angrier. He throws himself at the wall, fists pounding- and suddenly finds himself knocked back on an electric wzzzt. Smoke curls from his singed hands. ]
You worthless bastard!
[He trembles all over, emitting a growl. Nothing in his eyes beyond a banked wildness. ]
I know your game, Solomon! But I won't play it! Drugs and tricks won't keep me here! DO YOU HEAR ME?! NOT NOW! [His lips peel back around gritted teeth.] I'll find you. I'll find you and kill you myself! You'll BLEED AND BEG for keeping me from MY SAYA!
[Suddenly his face crumples, like a lost child's. He sinks to the floor, his head cradled in his hands.]
God. What have you done to me? Why does it hurt so much? WHY WON'T IT STOP TICKING?
[He squeezes his temples. As if, with enough pressure, his head will go pop. No more sounds. No more pain. But the Clock's ticking is like a metal band wrapped around his skull. Tightening bit by bit. His eyes flash red. ]
Where is my blindfold, esteemed executioner? Where is my last meal? I'd like it warm and bloody, please. Preferrably with a cigar. Better yet, why not feed me from the fount? FROM MY DARLING SAYA'S THROAT!?
[His ghoulish laughter fills the room. But there's an edge of agony just beneath it. The sound of someone whose nerves have snapped. Where's that liberating plunge into psychosis when he really needs it? Laughter subsiding, Karl falls back. Eyes blank. Lips parted. His words are a raspy aspiration.]
...I just wanted to die. Why is that so hard? Why... when this is all living feels like? I'm supposed to be through with it. I'm supposed to be FREE!
[His smile is haunted. A bizarre mix of adoration and despair.]
Free. For eternity. With her.
[In an eerie singsong litany, he chants Saya, over and over. The feed cuts off.]
[OOC: As per this, Karl had a duel with his

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Easy for a second-rate Chevalier to say!
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Far from it! I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED!
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SOUND THE ALARMS, FOR GOD'S SAKE!
[He...really does sound out of it.]
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A glance at the journal is all he needs. Solomon Goldsmith, this invisible piece of rotten bones is coming for you.]
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Now Karl, we already went through this.
Haven't you learned a thing from out meeting?Or do I need to personally come down there to see you?1/2
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implicit threatquestion.]Amshel always did consider you his protégé, brother.
[A disgusted huff.]
How proud he'd be, to see you now...
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Is it over for now? :|]
NOT HERE EITHER
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Not exactly the pinnacle of luxury, is it?
[And, with one glance, our tour is concluded.]
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