058 [Action -> Video, forward-dated to August 8th]
[...It happened. One of the worst things that could've happened to him here did. Adell woke up in bed this morning... the previous night Charlotte had come in to cuddle, and he had happily obliged. But when he awoke, she was gone. He hadn't thought much of it, maybe she just got up before he did. So he went to go check on her...
To find her room bare. Her clothes, the assorted games and knick-knacks she had collected... and even that brass elephant in the living room was just gone. It took everything in his power not to explode at this. Emotionally and literally. The only thing left of her was a note that he found in her room. Honestly, reading it didn't help him much. He refused to discard it or anything, but... at the same time it really didn't succeed in making him feel any better. She was back home, stuck to inevitably be kidnapped by Haltman and rescued by Teppei. ...He'd be lying if he didn't acknowledge how jealous and frustrated that made him feel right now.
He spent most of the morning just. Numb. Broken down. That was it. That was everyone. Everyone he had moved into this accursed house with. Not everyone he cared about was gone. Terra and Stahn were still around, as well as his other friends, but... this one was different. This one he... he couldn't deal with right away. He loved her. Genuinely loved her. And now she was gone too. He knew he'd be able to soldier on through it. But it hurt like hell. More than anything that the whole Battle Dome incident could throw at him.
Still. He had to take responsibility. Charle had friends out there that needed to know what happened. So he starts up a video feed later on in the day, when he's composed himself enough to talk.]
Everyone.... everyone who knew Charlotte. She... she's gone back home now. Back home to her own world. And...
[He's cut off then by a loud crash at his front door. He was in the living room at the time... and... he wasn't expecting certain robotic guests. When he sees the Malnosso droids... all sense of composure flies out the window and is replaced with rage. They're only here for one thing. And he knows it. The video feed's still going and he doesn't care. He leaps to his feet and awakens every last bit of his energy, an orange aura glowing with extreme intensity around him.]
So you pick now of all fucking times to pay me a visit, huh?! [His voice drops down low, to a dangerous, threatening, almost feral growl.] I'm gonna show you how we deal with uninvited guests in the Netherworld.
[And Adell flings himself into battle against the droids. It's a fight he's destined to lose. But he doesn't go down easily. And in his demonic, loss-fueled rage, he takes a couple of the droids with him, though the camera won't catch that much.
Anyone who drops by House 44 will find... most of the front of the building completely blown off and the yard and surrounding area a mess of smoking craters. Adell did not pull punches. The fact that there's even a building left on this property is nothing short of a miracle. Of course... Adell's long gone, taken by the droids for the first time.]
To find her room bare. Her clothes, the assorted games and knick-knacks she had collected... and even that brass elephant in the living room was just gone. It took everything in his power not to explode at this. Emotionally and literally. The only thing left of her was a note that he found in her room. Honestly, reading it didn't help him much. He refused to discard it or anything, but... at the same time it really didn't succeed in making him feel any better. She was back home, stuck to inevitably be kidnapped by Haltman and rescued by Teppei. ...He'd be lying if he didn't acknowledge how jealous and frustrated that made him feel right now.
He spent most of the morning just. Numb. Broken down. That was it. That was everyone. Everyone he had moved into this accursed house with. Not everyone he cared about was gone. Terra and Stahn were still around, as well as his other friends, but... this one was different. This one he... he couldn't deal with right away. He loved her. Genuinely loved her. And now she was gone too. He knew he'd be able to soldier on through it. But it hurt like hell. More than anything that the whole Battle Dome incident could throw at him.
Still. He had to take responsibility. Charle had friends out there that needed to know what happened. So he starts up a video feed later on in the day, when he's composed himself enough to talk.]
Everyone.... everyone who knew Charlotte. She... she's gone back home now. Back home to her own world. And...
[He's cut off then by a loud crash at his front door. He was in the living room at the time... and... he wasn't expecting certain robotic guests. When he sees the Malnosso droids... all sense of composure flies out the window and is replaced with rage. They're only here for one thing. And he knows it. The video feed's still going and he doesn't care. He leaps to his feet and awakens every last bit of his energy, an orange aura glowing with extreme intensity around him.]
So you pick now of all fucking times to pay me a visit, huh?! [His voice drops down low, to a dangerous, threatening, almost feral growl.] I'm gonna show you how we deal with uninvited guests in the Netherworld.
[And Adell flings himself into battle against the droids. It's a fight he's destined to lose. But he doesn't go down easily. And in his demonic, loss-fueled rage, he takes a couple of the droids with him, though the camera won't catch that much.
Anyone who drops by House 44 will find... most of the front of the building completely blown off and the yard and surrounding area a mess of smoking craters. Adell did not pull punches. The fact that there's even a building left on this property is nothing short of a miracle. Of course... Adell's long gone, taken by the droids for the first time.]