Canon: Alan Wake idek

[psychotics]

This is just too much. Really you shouldn't have. Connecting to all my adoring fans on such a level. It really...gets me so emotional.

I think we need to have a little heart to heart though. Just don't try to pull a drunken, half-baked writer on me and we can really benefit from this I think. You don't get to choose how this works, just remember that, and you might just live a little longer than the rest if you do.

Now. I think this calls for a party.

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[relit]

Mr. Wake?

[No. Not him. Rose looks confused for a moment.]

[psychotics]

Sorry. Wake isn't here right now. He's a bit hung up back at the office. But I can give him a message if you'd like.

[ A message written in your blood or with your dead body. Both are pretty good at getting the point across! ]

[relit]

<[small>[Sorry, Scratch, but if that's supposed to scare Rose off, it ain't working. Things much scarier than you have sunk their claws in her brain and she survived it. She holds her lantern closer and frowns disapprovingly.]

No... you're not Mr. Wake. He doesn't talk like that. And you feel like that woman did. Too dark...

[psychotics]

[ Ooh scary light. Psh. Please. He could always take the more direct approach if you wanted. ] Can't say you're the sharpest knife in the box but you got it in two tries.

[ Just a jeering clap. ] It looks like you've gotten a taste of the dark already. How did make you feel? Good, didn't it? It's a nice, powerful, feeling. Better than that righteous light crap Wake always spouts.

[ So very lame too. ]

[relit]

[Dude. Lady of the Light. You'd break the narrative!] ...I do my best.

[She flinches at his clapping. Just thinking about what happened to her stirs up bad feelings. Screaming inside her own head, helpless to stop herself. And her face hurting from the nonstop smiling...] It's a terrible feeling. You might look like Mr. Wake but you're rotten on the inside. Stop- stop wearing his face!

!!!!!!!!!!!!! *insert indescribable words here*

[bestseller]

[Oh hell.]

Great. Now there's another one.

hjshguje Alan

[psychotics]

Wake, Wake, Wake. Just knew you couldn't resist. [ Oh hell indeed. Scratch will just give his characteristic smirk. ]

More of me? I'd say I'm speechless. But then again I am...so much better than you so, really, it's no surprise. You're a bit washed up. I can't really blame them.

[ More than one?! That's awesome! The more the merrier and to make your life a godawful hell. Fuck yeah one more for the darkness! ]

So excited

[bestseller]

[To say he's not unnerved is an understatement, and yeah, he's a bit scared, but you're not going to get him to say that out loud. Besides, Alan is sure Mr. Scratch already knows.]

You're not better than me. You are me. All my negative traits at least. And besides, I don't murder people, let alone my fans.

[Yup. Seen about two others on DW, one on facebook and two on Tumblr. You sir, are a popular man.]

I am so excited to see people RPing from this...

[psychotics]

[ Oh he knows and it makes him give his characteristic off kilter smug smirk. He sees that fear Alan you can't hide that from a being like himself. ]

See that's where you're wrong. I am better than you, Wake. I'm not afraid to do what I want or take what I want. I'm...you only so much more better. And I mean just look at them! They eat this stuff up! I don't think they'd mind taking one for the team. You know how fans get. Rose wasn't it? She probably would have died so eagerly for you.

[ But wait. Here's a thought! ] Maybe we should ask Alice, hm? [ Before he murders her of course. ] I wonder which she would prefer

Me too!

[bestseller]

[It doesn't matter what he'd previously said because once he mentioned Alice, that's all Alan could think about now. And he swore that if anything happened to her, ANYTHING...]

She never liked my partying habits before. She won't like them now, especially your methods.

[OOC: Oh man, what do I have to do to get you to join this? You want my first born? You can have my first born.]

[serialhugger]

I like parties.

[psychotics]

Oh yeah. This one will be a real... hit.

[ Depending on if he uses the sledgehammer over the bat. Bats are good but, well, sledgehammers are so much more sturdier for crowd control. Hmm. ]

[serialhugger]

You look like someone who knows how to have a good time. Someone who can get the blood going.

[Because she knows, oh she knows. She can smell every last whiff of blood and evil on him.]

[psychotics]

Oh yeah. Rivers of it. Like that one time back at this hotel. You should have seen it. Noisy neighbors. Not really a fan. I prefer my silence uninterrupted.

[ Yep. That went well. And he can sense that you're not exactly human. How interesting. ]

[serialhugger]

Those poor little cleaning ladies.

So didja gag 'em or just let 'em scream?

[psychotics]

They got over it. You could say they hit the cleaner shortly afterwards. [ Oh him and his puns he can't help himself. Saying this all matter of factly like it's no biggie. Because it isn't. ]

Well, see, it depends on how I'm feeling. You gotta get in the right mood. Set the right tone. You can't just rush into these things after all.

[serialhugger]

Mood, huh? Almost makes it sound like you're putting on the right music and dimming the lights to make it just right.