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entrancelogs2018-02-09 07:04 pm
determinedest) wrote in entrancelogs2018-02-09 07:04 pm
look at all that which surrounds me [ open ]
Who: FRISK and YOU and/or TIM and YOU
Where: Mostly outside tbh like just generally gonna be in the woods
When: 2/09 - 2/11
Rating: PG-13; general cw for mental health shit for Tim in particular
Summary: Frisk climbed a mountain. Tim's lost time. Neither of them is particularly okay.
The Story:
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Where: Mostly outside tbh like just generally gonna be in the woods
When: 2/09 - 2/11
Rating: PG-13; general cw for mental health shit for Tim in particular
Summary: Frisk climbed a mountain. Tim's lost time. Neither of them is particularly okay.
The Story:
[Just kidding starters are in the comments again so I don't spam the log comm lol. Anyway if you want closed starters just smack me here or over at
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Given the general scope of David's hallucinations, they're not altogether surprising, but they're new. Though now he's not so sure it's a hallucination, since there sure are a lot of them, and those twins did announce something was going to happen. Sort of.
He's following a long, long hallway. Through the doors on both sides, he can hear snarls and growls of classic movie dinos, but he ignores them. It's just a regular hallway from the mansion, but it seems to have a winding quality not completely typical of Wonderland. Well, no, maybe it is typical of Wonderland, but not typical of the mansion's hallways.
To David, he just walked down this hallway to the end of it as it twisted through curves and strange, sharp turns. To everyone else, David just walked through the mansion and to the forest outside.
Lenny is out there waiting for him at the end of the hallway, and suddenly, he's surrounded by trees. She starts going off on one of her recent tangents again, about how they need to make use of his power and bust out of the place, along with how exactly they're going to do so, but he's already not listening. He's distracted by the wandering giant, ancient lizards creeping around through the trees.
David turns his head, and a very garishly cartoonish Angry Boy catches his eye, wielding a knife and taking stuttering steps towards him. David stumbles back into a tree and shouts in horror, and that's when he hears a small boy's voice, calling for his mom.
There's a little boy here. Not the Angry Boy, but a regular one. God, but he has to watch out for the cartoon boy, from the book. The World's Angriest Boy in the World is here. He could get the human boy.]
Right, and... and the dinos. Damn. Hey, uh-- hey? Don't freak out-- it's okay.
[David starts to approach the boy cautiously, as if approaching one of the dinosaurs themselves.]
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[He starts creeping closer.]
[Automatically, Tim inches back - failing to account for how he's already pressed up against the trunk of a tree, and there's nowhere to back to. His throat convulses, his heart thudding, and - and he's so dizzy, dizzy from whatever happened, from when the world tipped out and he couldn't really move and he's, he's not really, entirely sure what's supposed to be real here, and what isn't.]
You're not Mom.
[Of that, he thinks, he can be certain. He thinks. He thinks.]
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No. No, I'm not. Good observation. I'm just a guy who-- who wants to make sure you're safe, okay? That's all I want.
[The kid's doing exactly what he didn't want the kid to do, which was freak out, which is just making David even more worried that he's about to be found by the Angry Boy or a carnivorous dinosaur.
In the distance, the trees shake as something large moves through them. David glances between the shifting trees and the kid, trying to keep panic out of his movements. It's not working.]
There's a big house with a ton of people a little bit from here. You'll be safer if I show you the way there. Is that okay?
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[Something trembles at the ground, at the trees, and Tim jumps, flattening himself against the trunk of the nearest tree once more. It doesn't help. The tree itself feels as unstable as the rest of the world, now.]
[It's hard to keep the stranger in his sights without looking at him directly, keeping his gaze downcast, because...because he should be smarter than this, should know better than to answer the questions of strangers.]
I'm...'m not supposed to talk to strangers.
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Yeah, that's... that's smart. You're a smart kid. But your mom isn't here. Probably. Sometimes you gotta accept someone's help, especially if you're in a dangerous situation.
[He hopes that doesn't just upset the kid, but honestly, he's running out of options and he's just about in a complete panic at this point.]
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[They'll find him. They always do. Even when he desperately doesn't want them to, but they will. For once, that can be a reassurance. His arms pull up around his chest, tightly, clutching at the threads of his shirt, picking at them with a spasmodic irregularity.]
They'll find me.
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[David glances over his shoulder. He thinks he can see the Angry Boy's stark white skin through the trees, and he flinches.]
This is a place called Wonderland. It's far from your home, from your mom and the doctors. It brings people in at random. And right now, it's also got dinosaurs. For some reason.
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[But it's not very certain. It sounds like someone trying to insist that a reality is there, trying to torque the arrangement of things into something he can understand. But it doesn't. None of it makes sense. None of it looks familiar.]
It's...it's okay. They'll find me. They always do.
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[It probably won't help to get snippy, but David can't help himself. He's rude when he's scared.]
You don't have to believe me. At least let me show you the way away from danger, kid. Please?
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[He shakes his head furiously. That's not real. It can't be real. He can...he's just losing his head, all over again. It happens. He's not a bad person because of it. He's not bad, he's not getting bad again, because he was supposed to be getting better. They were going to send him home.]
[So why can't he remember how he got here?]
They're not.
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He'd have to guess they're kept in a different ward or hospital altogether. Just thinking the phrase "Clockworks Pediatric Hospital" makes him feel uncomfortable.
David attempts a different approach.]
This place is weird. I thought it wasn't real at first, either. Like jungles in the hospital's hallways or... the devil with yellow eyes that follows me.
But there's things here that can't be hallucination or delusion. Things you can touch and feel and taste that appear from nothing. We both see the dinosaurs, right?
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[Is he...from the hospital too? Does he - does he see things too? Have, have "fits" that have him on the floor while Mom screams and then everything just fades out and he wakes up here? It doesn't make any sense. It doesn't make any sense, for someone to just...to just know those sorts of things.]
Are you real?
[He's not supposed to talk to them. Not supposed to talk to things that aren't there. That just makes them feel real, when they aren't.]
[He can't be. Can't be real. Can't be, because...because that would mean all the rest of this is real too, and it can't be. It can't be.]
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[He pauses for a second, before realizing he needs to have evidence for this kid to believe him. Anything can say it's real. Lenny says she's real.]
My name is David Haller. I have an older sister named Amy. I was diagnosed with schizophrenia as a teenager. I stayed in Clockworks Psychiatric Hospital for six years. I found myself here a month ago.
[Getting this kid to believe him is a double edged sword. The kid's already scared. Imagine if he knows everything around him, including the dinosaurs, is real.
But he has to make sure this kid doesn't run off and spend one of his five deaths.]
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[He has a name. A sister. A story he can tell.]
[Things he sees can never say that.]
You were...in a hospital? With, with doctors, and they told you things?
[It's suspicious, undoubtedly. Drawn out. Paired with scrunched-up brow and shuffling steps.]
[But there's still the ache of something wistfully, painfully hopeful, trembling just beneath.]
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Yeah. With doctors. And a schedule. Meds every morning and night. Therapy sessions where they told me about the... crazy things I've said before, like I didn't remember. Needles when I freaked out, to put me to sleep. They only brought those out every once in a while.
[Like when he freaked out in his sleep and broke his bed. That was pretty unfair. He didn't even have a chance to defend himself.]
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[It doesn't make sense. Other people aren't like this. Other people aren't supposed to be like this. Other people aren't supposed to have the same kind of bad thoughts and scary happenings that he does.]
[Needles. Meds. Therapy sessions. The crazy things that he's supposed to be getting better about not seeing.]
You're not me? [That...only barely makes sense, wee Tim.]
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I'm not. Remember? My name's David. Plenty of people in the hospital for things like this. It's not just you, kid. What's your name, anyway?
[If it's also David, that might complicate this line of reasoning, but hopefully it's not.]
cw: internalized ableism
[It's not just you, but he knows that, doesn't he? He's learned that it's - it's not just him. It's other people, but they're all wrong. They're crazy. White jackets and, and ramblings, and, and like he's seen on TV, right? Right? That's - he's never met anyone else who's been like him and, and normal about it.]
[Doesn't make any sense.]
...Tim. [He whispers it at long last, soft and scared.] 'M Tim.