game searchin' (canon is the frighteners)

[brutalcartography]

You're here again. Why? One moment you leave me out in the filth and the next you bring me back inside like some stray dog. This so-called partnership should had been concluded a long time ago.

A home? Why are you so inclined to find me a home? I am perfectly content with my current whereabouts. It's safe, sanitized, not a bad omen in sight. I refuse to step outside the boundaries I've already established.

Now if you please, I wish to finish my beverage in one piece.

Comments

[overdosing]

Well, a man is entitled to good sanitation, but no misfortune? Safety?

That sounds so...lifeless.

[brutalcartography]

I find that misfortune will always follow you, stationary or not.

What is considered to be lifeless to one man may be another man's sanctuary.

[overdosing]

All the more reason not to run from it! What do you have to fear from facing your problems head-on?

Then I would say that I very much pity that man. Such a dull life must be indicative of an equally flat personality.

[brutalcartography]

Head on?

[He snorts.]

Like some oaf trying to find meaning to his existence? Yes, I'm sure that man's personality is so...well-rounded--so full of wondrous mishaps the world has to offer them! They must be so content with themselves. Surely it must be the same for everyone else.

[overdosing]

Ja, that's exactly the kind of person you could be, instead of a cowardly, miserable shell of a man. Even rabbits are willing to poke their heads out to search for food; they don't wallow in insignificance.

[brutalcartography]

I live! Each and every single day I live this life given to me! I live to purge the calamitous horror in this world. No one else can see it- certainly not you. But I can.

[overdosing]

[calamitous what]

...Well, I will admit to you this, you do a very good job at keeping that, ah...part of you hidden. Truly. I would have never guessed.

[brutalcartography]

I am the rabbit that chooses to hide in the hole. There is no point in expressing such aspects of my personal life.

Everything is so much clearer down here.

1/2

[overdosing]

[wooooooow]

2/2

[overdosing]

You know, we could have had this settled from the start. You should have said you were insane; I would not have judged you. [believe it or not, he's self aware enough to recognize that the crew he rolls with isn't made of people who are the picture of perfect mental health. he understands, really!]

[brutalcartography]

Your judgement is no concern of mine. My mental health is perfectly in tact, thank you. Here you are standing pompously in front of me, making the assumption that I have no grasp on reality.

I am not the one with the mental problem. You are!

[overdosing]

Ahahahahaha! Really!

[he claps his hands together. it's not malicious laughter either; it's pretty good-natured, genuinely amused.]

I'll confess, most of my assessment hinged upon your - heheheh! - talk of evil and whatnot. What a bold claim that was!

But tell me, Herr - what gave you the impression that I was ill?

[brutalcartography]

What is there to explain? If I am insane then society is not too far away from me. You speak of facing your fears head-on, live life! But what is living, really? How do we live it to the fullest, hm? If you cannot understand those possibilities then I'm afraid you are the one who has gone mentally ill.

Unlike the rest of this world, we lived. Perhaps our time was brief but we lived.

O HAI

[noscruples]

[Have this look for awhile, Dammers]

'allo tharr!

[brutalcartography]

[Them physic eyes ain't phasing him, Frank. Well...maybe a little.]

Mr. Bannister.

[noscruples]

Dammers.

[brutalcartography]

You're looking quite...murderous today.

[noscruples]

Yeah, well, ya know how it goes.

[Sarcasm - all of it]

This oughta confuse him.

[puny_parker]

Has anyone told you that you need help?

pffft ohnoes

[brutalcartography]

I'm not the one with the problem, Mr. Bannister.

[cuz all Franks look alike. amirite or amirite?]

Re: pffft ohnoes

[puny_parker]

Yeeah, I'm not Frank Bannister. Name's Peter Parker.

[brutalcartography]

Funny. Really Mr. Bannister that may be the most humorous thing to come out of your mouth recently.

Next you will tell me that me that you are Batman. Well? Come on. I'm waiting.

[puny_parker]

[Peter sighs, and pulls off his sneakers, offering them to Dammers]

Don't believe me, huh? Hold onto these and try to keep your head from exploding.

[And then Peter goes over to a wall, places a foot onto it and starts walking up it.]

[brutalcartography]

Ah, I knew it!

Oh I knew you were something different, Mr. Bannister but this...this solidifies it all! Your psychic cleverness knows no bounds.

[puny_parker]

...do you just ignore any facts that don't fit into your pet theories? Because if so, you'd make a TERRIBLE scientist.

[brutalcartography]

As if you want me to suddenly accept the fact that you bare the face of Frank Bannister but have a different identity.

Yes, of course. Where are my priorities?

[puny_parker]

It happens here. Unless you think you and Herbert West: Re-Animator are the same person.

[brutalcartography]

Now we are back to speaking complete nonsense again. And we were making such great headway.

[puny_parker]

It's a movie. The main character was played by Jeffrey Combs. Who you bear a shocking resemblance to.

[brutalcartography]

Blurring the lines between reality and fiction does not do you any favor. Compare me to all the Lovecraftian works you'd like but that does not change what I see right here in front of me.