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towerofanimus2013-08-12 09:21 pm
ghostytrainer) wrote in towerofanimus2013-08-12 09:21 pm
Entry tags:
11th pokéball
Characters: Johtostuck John Egbert and you! (also Rose Lalonde, Dave Strider and OU John in the closed prompts)
Format:
Setting: Various floors
Summary: Catch all for Route_29 John for the event.
Warnings: nothing that i can really think of at the moment save for swearing?
A: Tuesday CLOSED TO ROSE AND DAVE
[It began with three. For the entire first day, they hadn't said anything. They just followed him, smiling, and somehow seeming unnervingly familiar. John did his best to ignore them, and for the most part, it worked. But as the whispers grew louder it became harder and harder for even John, with years of experience in tuning out unwanted sounds, to ignore.]
[Especially when he realized just WHY they had seemed so familiar.]
[John had accepted a while ago that he, Rose, and Dave were not all actually from the same instance of Johto. But this fact was unspoken and John never even gave it much thought.]
[But he couldn't ignore it now. None of them could, if Rose and Dave were going through the same thing.]
[For the millionth time since arriving here, John cursed the fact that their Pokégears did not work in the tower as he ran up the stairs to the second dorm block, his three shadows sticking close. Or at the very least, could the admins have given them walkie-talkies? Would that be so fucking terrible?]
[He knocks on the door of Rose's dorm room, hoping she's actually in there because he is really not in the mood for a game of tower-wide hide and seek right now.]
Rose? Rose are you in there?
B: Wednesday OPEN (floor of your choice!)
[With the help of Rose and Dave, John had managed to overcome the Rose and... Dave (and also Jade). Okay, yeah that sounds a little weird when you put it like that, but the ordeal was hardly a laughing matter. And for the remainder of Tuesday, John was relieved. If that's all he had to worry about, then it wasn't so bad after all. Haha, screw you, tower!]
[But things can never be that easy, and the next day John found himself followed by even MORE shadows than the day before. The Other Father, Luke Triton, Aradia, Jake, Jane, and... Vriska.]
[Hers was the worst. What a terrible moirail he was! She really should have known better than to enter that relationship with a human. You were supposed to protect her, John. And look at all that's left of her now, thanks to you!!]
[John can be found on various floors throughout the day, just wandering as he tries his best to ignore the shadows. It's not working though, as the blue in his collar (and his body itself during the glitches) gets lighter and lighter; and John himself looks more and more tired as the hours tick by.]
[Kid was pretty damn attached to Johto, and it shows.]
C: Wednesday, 10pm: CLOSED TO OU JOHN
[Maybe going to bed earlier will help with all this. Not that 10pm is really all THAT early but whatever, it's earlier than NORMAL and that's what counts. Maybe if he hadn't trudged his way up here so slowly, he would have gotten up here sooner. By now, his collar and body are both a rather alarming shade of pale blue. Because even if he did manage to have some upswings earlier in the day with the help of his friends, he also managed to attract one last shadow.]
[Scratch what he thought earlier about Vriska's being the worst.]
[Because John is positive that there could be nothing in this world worse than listening to his dad accuse him of not looking hard enough for him. Of forgetting about him entirely. He's not proud, son. He's not proud at all.]
[John can't even bring himself to care enough to open the door to his room. Instead, he falls back against the wall next to it and sinks to the floor.]
[Fuck. Everything.]
Format:
Setting: Various floors
Summary: Catch all for Route_29 John for the event.
Warnings: nothing that i can really think of at the moment save for swearing?
A: Tuesday CLOSED TO ROSE AND DAVE
[It began with three. For the entire first day, they hadn't said anything. They just followed him, smiling, and somehow seeming unnervingly familiar. John did his best to ignore them, and for the most part, it worked. But as the whispers grew louder it became harder and harder for even John, with years of experience in tuning out unwanted sounds, to ignore.]
[Especially when he realized just WHY they had seemed so familiar.]
[John had accepted a while ago that he, Rose, and Dave were not all actually from the same instance of Johto. But this fact was unspoken and John never even gave it much thought.]
[But he couldn't ignore it now. None of them could, if Rose and Dave were going through the same thing.]
[For the millionth time since arriving here, John cursed the fact that their Pokégears did not work in the tower as he ran up the stairs to the second dorm block, his three shadows sticking close. Or at the very least, could the admins have given them walkie-talkies? Would that be so fucking terrible?]
[He knocks on the door of Rose's dorm room, hoping she's actually in there because he is really not in the mood for a game of tower-wide hide and seek right now.]
Rose? Rose are you in there?
B: Wednesday OPEN (floor of your choice!)
[With the help of Rose and Dave, John had managed to overcome the Rose and... Dave (and also Jade). Okay, yeah that sounds a little weird when you put it like that, but the ordeal was hardly a laughing matter. And for the remainder of Tuesday, John was relieved. If that's all he had to worry about, then it wasn't so bad after all. Haha, screw you, tower!]
[But things can never be that easy, and the next day John found himself followed by even MORE shadows than the day before. The Other Father, Luke Triton, Aradia, Jake, Jane, and... Vriska.]
[Hers was the worst. What a terrible moirail he was! She really should have known better than to enter that relationship with a human. You were supposed to protect her, John. And look at all that's left of her now, thanks to you!!]
[John can be found on various floors throughout the day, just wandering as he tries his best to ignore the shadows. It's not working though, as the blue in his collar (and his body itself during the glitches) gets lighter and lighter; and John himself looks more and more tired as the hours tick by.]
[Kid was pretty damn attached to Johto, and it shows.]
C: Wednesday, 10pm: CLOSED TO OU JOHN
[Maybe going to bed earlier will help with all this. Not that 10pm is really all THAT early but whatever, it's earlier than NORMAL and that's what counts. Maybe if he hadn't trudged his way up here so slowly, he would have gotten up here sooner. By now, his collar and body are both a rather alarming shade of pale blue. Because even if he did manage to have some upswings earlier in the day with the help of his friends, he also managed to attract one last shadow.]
[Scratch what he thought earlier about Vriska's being the worst.]
[Because John is positive that there could be nothing in this world worse than listening to his dad accuse him of not looking hard enough for him. Of forgetting about him entirely. He's not proud, son. He's not proud at all.]
[John can't even bring himself to care enough to open the door to his room. Instead, he falls back against the wall next to it and sinks to the floor.]
[Fuck. Everything.]
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So he nudges the other's leg.]
Hey, John?
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[The shadows continue to prowl the edges of the elevator box, gazes fixed on the two boys, smiles never faltering.]
[I thought I raised you better than this. I hope you're as disappointed in yourself as I am with you, John.]
[John's grip on his alternate self's shoulder tightens as he chokes a little, shuddering again while squeezing his eyes shut. As though this could possibly help shut that deep, familiar voice out.]
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[But the weight of John's burdens were getting heavier weren't they? John can feel it. He can feel John struggling to keep a hold on reality. He didn't want John to go like this.]
What is bothering you? Why won't you tell me? John, please. Just talk to me.
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[He shakes his head against the other John's shoulder. Nope. He's going to be stubborn about this.]
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[John is tearing up again, he isn't sure he can handle it if John dies right now. He isn't sure he can handle John being stubborn either.]
John...
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It's too late for that now. Maybe... maybe if I'd tried a little harder earlier. If you'd gotten back a little sooner...
[His grip on the taller John's shoulders starts to go a little slack, his entire body seeming to become less tense as he continues.]
I'm not blaming you, and don't you dare blame yourself either. This was just... too much.
[The tears are starting to fall again, and when John resumes speaking, it almost doesn't seem like he's talking to his alternate self anymore.]
I'm sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen, I didn't... d-din't want for any of this to happen I just. But I didn't forget about any of you, I could never... not in a million years could I ever... I just. I'm sorry!
[John's body starts to get heavier, his eyelids drooping as he spends his last few breaths on a whisper, perhaps to everyone in the elevator this time.]
I'm sorry.
[Sorry doesn't fix anything, sport.]