"Part of me is the Hang Man, and part of me is the victim." (OPEN!!)

[mviw]

Who: Ford Pines (mviw) his owl and YOU!
Where: Various (Mystery Shack, the Library, & Elsewhere)
When: Gravity Falls Event through Upcoming Memory Event
Rating: PG-13 for potential swearing.
Summary: Ford adjusts to Wonderland by trying to be a shut-in, but his family and new friends have other plans. Also, he has an owl and a driving sense of curiosity.
The Story: Pick a prompt or start your own!

A. "Let's end the charade. This game is over." (CLOSED to Stan) Gravity Falls Event: At night (Backdated)

[Ford always prefers privacy over socialization, so this event is shaping up to be one headache after another. During daylight hours, Ford avoids the tours being given by his brother and instead he spends most of his time in the forest. Illusion though it is, it's a familiar one. At night, unable to sleep as usual, he opens his window to let his owl fly freely while he creeps through the 'house' looking for the basement levels and his journals.

The basement is what he looks for first behind the vending machine... And to his disappointment and frustration, it isn't there.]

Damn.

[It's a hushed utterance followed by a pang of fear. He doesn't like feeling trapped. Of course Wonderland wouldn't provide the portal or its equipment, but... it was worth a try.

Ford hears a sudden noise; probably someone sneaking through the house after hours. Not wanting to explain why he's in his brother's gift shop in the middle of the night, Ford slips behind the cashier counter to wait them out.]

B. "There's a room full of people in your head." (OPEN) Gravity Falls Event: Shack/Forest (Backdated)

[Ford can be found in the house kitchen hoarding orange juice or exiting a room with a mysteriously carved door.

Otherwise, he will be out in the forest assisting both creatures and mansion residents to minimize destruction of his-- well, it's not really his home, but it's close enough. He may be an old science man but he has a laser gun and he knows space karate.]

C. "I don't even know who's at the wheel." (OPEN) Library (Current)

[Ford is spending less time in his room and more time in the library, as of late. Rather than check out books and take them to actual privacy, he's been enjoying the massive volume of information right at his disposal and all that comes with it; the smell of binding and paper, the hushed atmosphere, the sense of awe he's never lost when he knows he can always learn more.

At the chosen table he's set up stacks of books in various piles. The largest pile by far is on birds of prey--specifically owls. In the middle of it all are sheets of paper with doodles of who some might recognize to be his family, but mostly of his owl who he accidentally summoned from the closet several weeks prior. Included in the drawings are scenes from the mansion and Wonderland itself as well.

Not only is he a nerd, but he seems to be quite the artist.]

D. "You've gotta follow the voice you wanna follow." (OPEN) Write your own starter.

Comments

[mviw]

What do you mean? I know he's... different these days, but isn't he responsible for recent giant robot rampages in Gravity Falls? [THIS is what he's using to drag out their argument. This.]

[charlastan]

[Stan just stares, like Ford's the one who said something weird here.]

Uh. What is it exactly about robot rampages that makes you think a guy would actually cooperate and help and not destroy everything? Plus the guy's off his rocker. He lives down at the dump in a literal pile of garbage and he married a raccoon.

[mviw]

[This is just making Ford feel worse, which is making him more and more irritated.] He what? --Never mind! I knew Fiddleford. He always had good intentions no matter what and he's one of the most sincere, intelligent people I've ever known.

I can understand why you'd think those wouldn't be good qualities.

[charlastan]

[Stan just sighs, and pinches the bridge of his nose. That isn't even close to what he was trying to say, but arguing with Ford is like yelling at a brick wall.]

Fine! Don't believe me! That's worked out so well for you so far!

[mviw]

[LOOK IN A MIRROR, STANLEY.]

I'm sure you'd love to see me screw up again.

[charlastan]

[NO U.]

Gasp! Since when do you ever admit to screwing up ANYTHING?

[He's just being contrary now, because Ford is obviously picking a fight here.]

[mviw]

You're going senile if you already forgot that I apologized for getting the family killed.

[charlastan]

I didn't forget! But I'm pretty sure you forgot, since you've still gotta be right about everything! You haven't even seen the guy in thirty years, so what do you know? You're not the one who got an interspecies wedding invitation written on a piece of actual garbage shoved in your mailbox!

[A beat.]

...Well, I guess technically it was your mailbox, but you weren't there so it still counts.

[mviw]

[Ford makes a face and an eugh sound to go with it.] Regardless of his mental state, my point is, he could help us if he's still building giant robots in Gravity Falls.

[This conversation is making him sad though, and since it's not really a useful line of discussion, he just folds his arms and looks at anything but Stan.]

If you don't mind, I'm going back to bed. I'll be needing the rest if I have to pull two-thirds of my blueprints from memory.

[charlastan]

[Stan makes a face right back, because Ford's not listening, but that's Ford's problem - not his.]

Good! Go! I was sick of talkin' about this anyway.

[mviw]

Fine. Good night Stanley.

[Ford throws his hands up and walks away. HE IS NOT GOING TO SLEEP AT ALL. >:C ]