024 - 4th wall

[blacklodged]

[AUDIO - and this isn't Cooper speaking. It's a strange, stilted voice you don't recognise.]

You are heere an thereis no place to g o ... BUT HOME!!

[After that, have some laughter. Again, not Cooper.]

[ACTION ANYWHERE: A lot of you know Cooper, but none of you know exactly how bizarre his life actually is. If you run into him today - anywhere,

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Action! Red Room

[hallowbethylies]

[He was hiding out below Goldenrod quite unhappily, wishing that he was in a hotel, relaxing! And then he blinked. And now he's here. At least here seems welcoming enough... Although, the room could use a little less red; it reminds him of the bloodstains back in Silent Hill.]

Action

[reddrapes]

[It might not be so welcoming if you take a look around, Vincent. You're in a corridor - zigzag floor, drapes on all sides. But there ARE a few smears of red on the floor, leading up and to the right.]

[You can part the curtains there, if you try.]

[hallowbethylies]

[And he sees them, but he's going to be no fun and avoid them like the plague... even though there's something at the back of his mind- his curiosity- telling him that he should find out where it's from. He looks around him, curious as to whether anyone's there, anyone he could possibly pawn off on the journey behind the curtains...

He puts his hands on the opposite curtains from the blood, ready for something to pop out. He's intelligent, and he knows that he can't go to the blood if he wants to preserve himself.]

[reddrapes]

[There is no other way to go. The curtains might feel like just that - curtains - but he can't part them anywhere else. There's a light ripple in the drapes from both sides, like from a wind, only there is none.]

[But it's like it's telling him to go there.]

action: red room

[cardinal_cage]

[ichabod inhales sharply as he takes in his new surroundings. he's... not in the hollow anymore, is he?]

[he swallows. what is this place?]

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[reddrapes]

[...no, sorry. Not the hollow. And it's not certain that this place is a better one.]

[There's drapes on both sides, and a zig zag floor in the middle. If he goes up and to the right he can part the curtains - he'll probably know this, but not be sure just how he does.]

<3!

[cardinal_cage]

[he's reluctant to proceed, still, it's almost as though some invisible force pulls him down the narrow corridor. maybe it's curiosity, maybe it's not; it's hard to tell.]

[he carefully runs a hand down the red curtains, almost thoughtfully. instict tells him that something awful is probably waiting for him behind those drapes, but at the same time, he doesn't like the look the statue is giving him. plus, would he actually be able to turn back, if he wanted to...?]

[reddrapes]

[Who knows?]

[But once parted, those curtains will reveal a room much like the corridor. Zig zag floors, drapes - no statue though, and two chairs. No, make that three.]

[There's no one in them, but there are a few tiny droplets of blood in the middle of the floor.]

[action: red room!]

[exeggutorhead]

[Somehow, Envy's not as surprised about suddenly being in this place as he would have been before coming to Johto, or even if he hadn't remembered the last fourth wall.]

[But it's still weird as hell and kind of creepy, honestly. Is there anyone else here?] Hello?

Where the hell am I?! [Being frustrated helps with the creepy, in Envy's mind.]

[reddrapes]

[Well, there's no answer. And the curtains on all side of him sort of catch his voice - it doesn't resonate past them.]

[Maybe it'll feel better if he talks to the statue? Because there is one, up ahead in the corridor. A white Venus de Milo. To the right of her, he can part the curtains. How he knows is a mystery.]

[exeggutorhead]

[Well the statue is at least something different, maybe it'll hold some kind of clue as to where this is. He approaches it, looking it over for anything that might be unusual. Or...more unusual than it already is. He notices the curtains, and he doesn't like that knowledge that came from nowhere, but he'll take a look at those in a moment.]

[reddrapes]

[Well, there is absolutely nothing unusual about the statue. It just stands there silently, as statues have a tendency to do. The surface is a little worn but she's still striking in her whiteness in the middle of all the red.]

Action at the Red Room 8)

[zach_is_with_me]

[York thought he might have seen someone familiar. Dale Cooper, was it? Yes, that's right. He can't recall where or when he met him, but he did.

But did he really see him?]

Zach... Are you there?

YOOORK :D

[reddrapes]

[He probably did, but in any case, he's not there.]

[But someone else is. York will find himself in a big, red room, drapes on all sides, and two chairs near the center. Big, sturdy, dark things. And in one of them sits a little man in a red suit and he looks at York as though he knows something he doesn't.]

[There is a slight movement in the curtains, but otherwise, everything is still. He can go up and to the right to part them and get out from the room - he knows it, even if he doesn't know just HOW he knows it.]

Hiii ouo

[zach_is_with_me]

[His dreams can come in handy, though. He doesn't want to leave just yet.

Instead, he looks inquisitively at the little man.]

[reddrapes]

[And the little man will look right back.]

[He doesn't say anything, but he will slowly start to rub his hands together. As he does, a shrill sound can be heard, seemingly coming from everywhere within the room.]

[And with it, a small smile.]

[Voice/Video]

[notmidgets]

There is a place to go! Up our arses. [The voice speaks in a strong, cockney accent, obviously taking the piss.]

[And suddenly there are a few voices making loud obnoxious imitations of static... And the feed switches on to video, showing a little orange man mooning whoever's on the other end.]

[Video]

[blacklodged]

[KRSH! ... that is the sound of Cooper's brain breaking a little.]

[He can handle Little Men from Other Places, talking logs, giants and blue men outside his window. Those are all things that however bizarre, he's come to accept.]

[Criminals are of course a category in themselves, but he likes to think he's grown pretty adept at handling those at well.]

[This? This is like someone took the worst behaviour in the most frustrating of teenagers, put it into a little ORANGE man, and that is a little more than what he'd liked to see. Thank you very much.]

[He hesitates a second, switches back to audio, and then asks the obvious question a little harshly.]

Who are you?

[Video]

[notmidgets]

We're Oompa Loompas. What else would we be? [He pulls his pants up and says it as if it's so obvious.]

We got Benny, [A thin man with green hair a little curlier and fresh than the others, his hands running through it and his nose up in the air.}

We got Oscar. [A fat thing, unshaven and holding a baseball bat.]

Then we got the Pryce brothers. [One's a little taller than the rest, dumb looking and slow. The other's the height of every other Oompa Loompa, but he seems cunning like a fox, his grin as if he's just eaten a farmer's prized hen.]

And I'm Bob. [You've already made contact with his arse, from what you should remember.

The five are all accompanied by Mime Jr. in black cool-Shades.]

Now our turn to ask: What's with the 'orror voice, Mr. Psycho? We seen some shit in our time, but this one's new.

[Video]

[blacklodged]

[Okay, video is back on. The Oompa Loompas ... well, he knows that story. Not too well, but well enough to understand. (And just like that, his brain is fixing itself.)]

[He still looks wary, though, and frowns slightly as he speaks. Not quite sure what this Bob is referring to ... clearly, he wasn't aware of that recording being sent out.]

The "horror voice"?