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youre_smashing2012-08-02 07:15 pm
herecomesjustice) wrote in youre_smashing2012-08-02 07:15 pm
perceivin ur smasshheesss
[ Oh, look at the sorry houseplant in a red vest wandering around with an arm full of papers and a discouraged expression. He's supposed to be handing those flyers out by the magical decree of one convincing little magician back home, but with all this lack of enthusiasm, it'll take a miracle for anyone to take one from him. You can sort of see "Wright Anything Agency" on the sheets if you tried to take a glance. ]
How do I keep getting manipulated into these things?
Where did I even wander to?
[ Oh well. Maybe someone here was a criminal who would need a defense attorney. He wasn't sure he wanted to meet someone like that without the safety of a glass window, but it was better than nothing. TAKE THIS BOY'S FLYERS SO HE CAN GO HOME. The Wrights won't feed/pay him 'til they're all gone. Maybe. ]
How do I keep getting manipulated into these things?
Where did I even wander to?
[ Oh well. Maybe someone here was a criminal who would need a defense attorney. He wasn't sure he wanted to meet someone like that without the safety of a glass window, but it was better than nothing. TAKE THIS BOY'S FLYERS SO HE CAN GO HOME. The Wrights won't feed/pay him 'til they're all gone. Maybe. ]
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[Ha ha I'm depriving you of my regular Phoenix until Apollo comes into the game ICly.]
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[He points over to GLaDOS.]
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(I should be asking you that question! And why aren't you helping...?)
[ He follows Phoenix's finger until-- Oh, he didn't trust that. That looked ominous. ]
Are you sure that's fine? It looks like it's... looking.
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Hey come on. I've dealt with weird cases, but never one where a computer is alive.
[That's right. And I'm sorry Jon for NPC'ing GLaDOS.]
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Apollo approaches with caution, pulling his tape from his vest pocket and getting the sheet ready for hanging. He presses the paper to the nearest wall, taping one up there at first, then migrates to stand in front of the looming gold eye. ]
(Eerie. It's so eerie.
Not alive. It's not alive...)
[ It's just a computer! He tapes the paper on its face and looks satisfied with that. Yeah!! ]
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[Phoenix's logic is INFALLIBLE. NOTHING BAD CAN POSSIBLY COME OF THIS.]
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What do you think you are doing? Get this piece of paper off my face. Now.
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It talked. IT TALKED? Oh, it's alive. It's...
He can't move. ]
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... How is that hair logically possible?
[That's mainly to himself, but he is just barely loud enough to hear. OOPS.]
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Anyway, if he was going to pay attention to his AWESOME HAIRSTYLE, he may as well take advantage of the situation! He walks up to the funny little man in his costume and holds the flyer out with a swift motion.
TAKE THAT!]Please come visit the Wright Anything Agency for, uh, any of your needs!
[ Did they even have a proper pitch?!
He's giving him a good hard stare, though... Must be burning up in that outfit in this heat. He wondered what it was for? ]
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Any.
I don't suppose you specialize in giving and creating ridiculous hairstyles.
[Ouch.]
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you're hardly one to talk mr. needlesno subject
[ Apollo gives a nervous laugh, because a potential customer was still just that, even if they were a jerk. ]
I bet Trucy could come up with something for you.
(Like make your bad attitude disappear.)
[ He's curious, though... ]
If you don't mind my asking: what's the costume for?
LMFAOGLDHISOGETWG
Hmph. How pathetic humans are, relying on green slips of paper to get by... ]
It is not a costume. I am a hedgehog.
[ It's as simple as that, and he'll let him believe what he wants to believe. ]