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[doc_brown]

Characters : Doc, his dog and you!
Setting: Floor 12 and Everywhere else
Format: Starting with prose but will match
Summary: Doc wakes up and decides to explore the tower. He is astonished by the projection at Floor 12 and he will babble a lot as explores other floors. Oh, and his dog may find you first.
Warnings: Nothing serious. Lots of technobabble. Panic. He may imply you are the reason your homeworld got destroyed if you mention weird things about time travel. And a dog may happily leap at you.


• Floor Twelve
You may have been quietly watching the terrible projection covering the walls of this room. Or maybe you’re not even here yet. Either way, a scream could be heard coming from the staircase. Was it panic, was it horror? Whatever it was, newt thing you know an old man entered the floor, dressed in weird and flashy clothes, and followed by a dog. He stared at the scenery wide-eyed and mouth open.

“Great Scott!!”

He pulled up his silver glasses, quickly drew a weird camera thingie out of his pocket, and then started observing the walls and ceiling with it.

“Unbelievable! It’s as though the very fabric of those universes are ripped apart! Like if life and all matter were sucked in the holes created by the collapse of the space-time continuum, leading to the…!”

He put down the camera upon realizing the meaning of his words. That was worse than anything he had imagined! And it confirmed his fears about the letter. He quickly pulled out a photo from his pocket and stared at it, both with regret and with sadness.

“Marty, what have we done?! What have I done? How could I be so careless? So inconsiderate?!” he sighed “It can’t be undone, can it?”

The dog whined and sat down besides Doc as he stared still at the photo. Finally Doc shook his head, pocketed the photo, and then went back at observing the scenery through his camera. Mumbling weird things probably nobody could understand.

• Everywhere Else
Doc will be exploring the tower, admiring whatever technological prowess he happens to pass by. Odds are that you’ll find him babbling about what he sees, reading a book at the library, peeking into the viewing stations, eating his oatmeal, or even trying to play video games. He’s so absorbed in his thoughts, he may bump into you as he walks through the corridors.

Alternatively, you may find a dog running and stopping right before you. Not a dangerous one though, quite the contrary actually. This dog looks quite happy to have found someone else.

Comments

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

"A single expression of emotion that I felt once, prior to merging with the Master Sword, is not reason enough to claim that I am alive."

She knows she's losing this argument. Not that she'll believe she's alive or not, even if she loses the argument. He's welcome to think she's alive.

[doc_brown]

"Yet you did feel it. Please name me something that is not alive and that can feel emotion!"

But she has to believe it. Okay, this'll take more time than he hoped...

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

"Cursed Bokoblins. They are dead and feel nothing but hatred and anger for the world around them."

Fi wins. End of argument.

[doc_brown]

"Dead? You mean... That's impossible. They can't be dead or have emotion, how could you know they have emotion otherwise?"

YOU CHEAT FI GDIT. They were once alive. they're undead. That does not count.

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

"It is not impossible when the poison of Demise filled the Surface and infected the temples. I am capable of detecting various emotional states within any subject I scan."

IT'S NOT CHEATING. They're not alive now though. So Fi wins. What's the matter, Doc? Don't like losing?

[doc_brown]

"But, you mean they're like, undead?"

THAT DOES NOT COUNT Lady Fi. He doesn't like loosing when it's cheating >|

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

"I suppose that is an accurate description of their state of being. Not dead but living via pure hatred."

Totally counts. Don't be a sore loser, Doc.

[doc_brown]

"... They are living then. Through pure hatred, but you have used the verb 'To live' to describe them, right?"

AH. See Fi, one cannot win versus Doc.

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

"And yet they are not living. Unless you would qualify rotted bodies and exposed bones as a norm among living beings? I will tell you want I told my Master when scanning them."

Nope, victory denied.

"This horrifying Bokoblin reanimates after death. Analysis indicates it fears pure, shiny items and will startle at the sight of a sacred shield.

"It is able to reanimated purely through its hatred of this world... And its attachment to outlandish underpants."

[doc_brown]

Gdit, will you give this madness up? He's preparing a counter-argument but then-

"... Its attachment to outlandish underpants!?"

What. What.

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

"That is correct. Was I at all unclear?" Not said with an attitude, obviously but sincere curiosity so that she could improve her performance.

[doc_brown]

"How could attachment to outlandish underpants bring anything back to life?!"

This. Makes. No. Sense.

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

"The same as much else in my world, I imagine. Magic." Magic is totally a plausible answer. For her. Especially since her world has so much of it, it probably leaks into other worlds.

[doc_brown]

"And magic is only a science that has not been explained yet, Fi."

This could go on forever. Those two need to reach an agreement.

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

"Magic is unexplainable. That is why it is called magic."

They won't. Ever. Fi knows her world, much better than most people do.

[doc_brown]

"Great Scott, I believe we have reached a dead end!" Doc says "Your belief in magic is absolute and mine in science is equal... Unless one of us can scientifically prove our point, we will never convince each other."

He scratches his head. And he has no argument to convince her but oh, he will find something. He'll work on it.

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

"It will be impossible to explain my point scientifically, as it is unexplainable. I believe I shall leave you now. Perhaps, when next we meet, we will have some method of convincing each other, despite how drastically different our worlds are.