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sirenspull2012-04-01 08:40 am
retraced) wrote in sirenspull2012-04-01 08:40 am
022 // video
[Long time no see, Siren's Port. Gilbert has been doing his best to keep off of the NV for the last few months for a multitude of different reasons, but today he has something to talk about.
Or rather, he has something to complain about.
The video turns on while the NV is still pointed at the ground, some section of the garden out in front of the Phantomhive estate, but it snaps up fairly quickly to reveal a very rain-soaked Gilbert Nightray. It's been raining a lot lately, so the sight in and of itself isn't horribly odd, but what is odd is that he looks furious about it.]
Who's doing this?! Whoever it is - cut it out already! This 'prank' is going too far!
[The camera then shifts upwards until it's pointed up over his head. A few raindrops fall onto the NV, obscuring the sight a little, but viewers will definitely see a small, gray raincloud perched over his head. Just. Hovering there. Raining on him. He takes a step to the side and it follows him faithfully.
Yes, the broodiest resident of Siren's Port now comes equipped with his own personal raincloud for the day thanks to one of his regular customers at the bakery. Though honestly, in a city full of pranksters, it's really very odd that Gilbert hasn't been pranked this badly before.]
It won't go away! It keeps following me inside! It ruined part of the carpet and I can't even clean it up! I can't smoke like this either, and...
[The camera moves back to his pissed expression.]
IT'S NOT FUNNY DAMN IT SO STOP!
[And with that he slams the NV shut. April Fools, indeed.]
[ooc - Action for Phancyhive people if they want to venture out to Gilbert's little Brooding Spot in the garden. Also I'm off for work so tags will come later today.]
Or rather, he has something to complain about.
The video turns on while the NV is still pointed at the ground, some section of the garden out in front of the Phantomhive estate, but it snaps up fairly quickly to reveal a very rain-soaked Gilbert Nightray. It's been raining a lot lately, so the sight in and of itself isn't horribly odd, but what is odd is that he looks furious about it.]
Who's doing this?! Whoever it is - cut it out already! This 'prank' is going too far!
[The camera then shifts upwards until it's pointed up over his head. A few raindrops fall onto the NV, obscuring the sight a little, but viewers will definitely see a small, gray raincloud perched over his head. Just. Hovering there. Raining on him. He takes a step to the side and it follows him faithfully.
Yes, the broodiest resident of Siren's Port now comes equipped with his own personal raincloud for the day thanks to one of his regular customers at the bakery. Though honestly, in a city full of pranksters, it's really very odd that Gilbert hasn't been pranked this badly before.]
It won't go away! It keeps following me inside! It ruined part of the carpet and I can't even clean it up! I can't smoke like this either, and...
[The camera moves back to his pissed expression.]
IT'S NOT FUNNY DAMN IT SO STOP!
[And with that he slams the NV shut. April Fools, indeed.]
[ooc - Action for Phancyhive people if they want to venture out to Gilbert's little Brooding Spot in the garden. Also I'm off for work so tags will come later today.]
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[No, whining is very important right now. When people chuck bolts of lightning at you, you get o whine.]
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[So offended!]
If anything it was your fault!
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[Groan. Oh, gods, why can't he stop shouting back at you? It really hurts.]
...This is stupid. This whole thing. This shouldn't be allowed to happen.
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Should I call an ambulance?
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Why not?
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Something about abducting the mentally ill. You'd think they would have cut me a break, considering how hard you were to abduct.
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That...that part of it was definitely my fault...
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[He's simmered down by now, though. He'll just hold his head together so it doesn't burst open and spill brains everywhere for a while.]
I guess...I guess when something like that happens, you can't really be blamed, though.
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[Yep, blaming it all on modern medicine.]
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I wish I had some right now.
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[Where his raincloud won't fit. Start crawling, dude.]
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Why can't I ever just say hi to you without something stupid happening?
[Never mind that he came here today with the full intent to make fun of you and your predicament.]
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[Even though he's the main factor in this equation.]
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I think I'm going upstairs to lie down. Don't worry, I won't get anything dirty besides that spare room I stayed in before. Just until the ringing stops...
[And you can sit out here under your raincloud and pout, you jerk.]
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It's fine. I'll clean up when you're done.
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[He crawls his way to the steps slowly-don't you dare laugh-and uses one of the pillars to pull himself up to his feet. Aside from the way he's still cradling his head, he doesn't seem too incapacitated by the experience at least.]
You'll leave mud puddles everywhere.
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[Given that he isn't eaten by monsters tonight.]
This has to go away eventually!
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[He slams the door after himself, though it makes him wail a little, which tempers into a high pitched whining groan shortly. And then, from the mail slot:]
Where did you say those headache pills were?
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The medicine cabinet in the downstairs bathroom.
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Okay.
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