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Oct 25, 2011 16:42

[The camera's turned on, but there's no much happening yet. Just a shot of the sky over the deck. Beatty sighs a bit off screen and then there's a soft sound, like a thud. Faint trickling of liquid and then the flick of a lighter. The camera still hasn't moved. It's not until the unmistakable sound of fire really starts to get going that his hand ( Read more... )

we are the happiness boys, ray bradbury is the devil, rantings of an old man, playing with fire, burn the ashes, i have a soapbox, destroying the books, burn 'em to ashes, your books make you insane, cigarettes and smoke

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[Surprise Text] expectremorse October 25 2011, 22:05:55 UTC
what the hell are you doing?!

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[Voice]- he doesn't do text most of the time happinessboys October 25 2011, 22:14:26 UTC
I'm sure that you can tell by looking.

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[Return Voice!] expectremorse October 26 2011, 00:41:34 UTC
[Hoffman sounds panickstricken] what the hell's the-are you-

...what are you burning?

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[Return Voice!] happinessboys October 26 2011, 00:45:09 UTC
What does it look like?

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[video] scarlet_discord October 25 2011, 22:59:00 UTC
[Wanda is in brief scarlet lace and a smirk. Behind her are her bookshelves--floor to ceiling of everything from heavy duty psych and occult tomes to comic books. She has a copy of Philosophy in the Boudoir open on her lap.]

You can't burn them all, you pathetic greyface. And you can't stop us from reading. And enjoying it. And learning while we do. You can't do a fucking thing to stop us. As a matter of fact, you wanna know what I'm going to do right now?

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[video] happinessboys October 25 2011, 23:04:04 UTC
Mm, read a book, I suppose. Perhaps the one sitting in your lap. But it won't help you. You'll still be miserable. Maybe more so. Maybe less. The degree doesn't really matter.

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[video] scarlet_discord October 25 2011, 23:12:32 UTC
Actually I'm not miserable anymore. When I was at the height of my misery I was giving my books away.

You're just a sad, indoctrinated old robot. Right now to most of the people here you look like a lunatic. Not someone intending to help them. Not a hero of the people. A book-burning anti-intellectual nutcase.

And actually no. I'm going to memorize it. You can only burn the paper, Beatty baby. You can't burn ideas.

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[video] happinessboys October 25 2011, 23:19:32 UTC
My intent is not to be your hero. I don't give a fuck about you or anyone else. This isn't about the books. You cannot condense this enough to fit into your perception. Not successfully anyway.

Stop trying.

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[ Video and surprise!spam ] justareverie October 25 2011, 23:09:25 UTC
[ The sight, which he has only casually caught, is just about he needed to explode in massive anger. A burning pile of books in the deck, no less. He's pretty sure whoever that guy is is trying to provoke a reaction, whatever his point may be, and hoo he's managed it. This is nothing Locke will be indifferent to. ]

Who do you think you-- that is-- that is not how you're supposed to make a point!

[ So in less that two minutes he'll be on the deck, a murderous look and looking for Beatty's figure even though the glimpse he's caught of him was vague, ready to pounce on him upon seeing. ]

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[surprise!spam ] happinessboys October 25 2011, 23:21:06 UTC
[Beatty's pretty difficult to miss...what with the fire and all. He's currently holding up a book, the title obscured by his hands, and is ripping the pages out one by one and feeding them into the fire.]

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[surprise!spam ] justareverie October 25 2011, 23:47:58 UTC
[ Upon seeing the man with the cig and book, he jumps, placing himself between Beatty and the fire, green eyes as angry as ever, and grabs him by the collar of his shirt(?) slamming him against the nearbiest wall. Even though the words make him sound like John's willing to give him of the doubt, well... his face says it all. ]

What do you think you're doing.

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[surprise!spam ] happinessboys October 25 2011, 23:52:32 UTC
[Beatty was used to getting roughed up by this point in his life and actually took the beating calmly. He reached up with his hands, using one to grip John's wrist and the other to flick the cigarette into the fire.]

You can see as well as I can.

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restoringhonor October 25 2011, 23:17:04 UTC
How'd you start the fire? [What kind of accelerate so he can figure out if he needs to be on deck now or wait for other people to tackle you with rage first. :|]

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happinessboys October 25 2011, 23:21:18 UTC
With a lighter.

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restoringhonor October 25 2011, 23:22:31 UTC
I meant what kind of accelerant did you use?

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happinessboys October 25 2011, 23:27:48 UTC
[A chuckle.] Gin.

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[open spam for deck] cannibalmind October 25 2011, 23:22:52 UTC
[He did not have any accelerants; he had not been trusted yet with terps from the art room, or he would have brought up a jar of it. He had no doubt that someone would try to stop him, and so he slipped up the stairs and went around via the back of the gardens to get a chance to slip up on Beatty from behind. His intent, poetic in its simplicity, was to fling the man upon the fire he had kindled and hold his face in it until his crime was permanently branded on his flesh. Normally he would have spent the time planning something...subtler, as he was planning for Crane, but...this would have to do.]

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[open spam for deck] cannibalmind October 25 2011, 23:39:25 UTC
[Hannibal rounded on him with a snarl.] You stand here protecting him and letting him do this? You do nothing to stop him??! You are worse than he is!

[Taking hold of the cane, he yanked it toward him under his arm, pulling Nygma off balance. His intent was to follow up with a hard blow under the chin.]

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