halfnhalf: ([teddy] caught watching my little pony)
Theodore "Teddy" Altman ([personal profile] halfnhalf) wrote2013-01-13 11:14 pm

003 - Voice

[When the journal turns on, all it can see is nothing but the ceiling. At first, there aren't any noises, either. Well, nothing except the sound of clicking from what sounds like a mouse. After a moment of that, however, that stops, and then Teddy's voice is heard, sounding a bit unsure.]

...Billy? I think my laptop upgraded itself.

[Another sound, one of faintly playing music that might have been heard earlier, is paused as Billy's voice comes in a little further away.]

Upgraded how? Is it running better?

No, there's just... stuff that wasn't there before, like some games I've never heard of. Come here a second...

[Something's being shut and set aside for the moment, and then there's the sound of footsteps noise as Billy makes his way to where Teddy's sitting.]

Maybe it's just an added Christmas bonus. .... 'Slender'? Are you sure that's not a virus or something?

Beats me. Guess I won't tell unless I click it - I've got avast, don't worry.

...If you break your laptop you can't steal mine.

I steal yours to play Skyrim anyway, your argument is invalid. Now, let's see...

[A double click as Teddy gets the "virus" started. There's a pause, and then a rather low, unsettling sound.]

...This is not a great beginning, Tee.

The title screen's kinda flee-the-room worthy, but... hmm. Not very virusy to me.

'Flee the room' is a good way to phrase it. I don't trust those crickets.

What, think they'll jump out and eat you? All I'm doing is walking through the woods...

Walking through the woods in the dark with no music. Something is going to eat you.

Well, it's not gonna be crickets. I think I'm supposed to find the thing that'll eat me.

It said 'find 8 pages', so thanks for the mental image you just gave me. I'll never look at my bookshelf the same way.

You're welcome. ... Whoa, wait, what just - did my screen just -

[And a creak of the chair - with Billy having his arms around Teddy's shoulders and jerking back the way he did, he ended up yanking the chair a little.] Oh my god did you do that?"

No, it's - Me moving made it stop. I'm starting to believe your virus theory, B...

Then just turn it off, it's freaking me out.

Hold on, I want to see where this goes. ... Oh, a building. Not sure if want.

...Don't you dare go in there.

I'm thinking I have to. And you don't have to watch if it's bothering you, I think I'll be okay.

I'm fine, I just- no, seriously, I don't think you should go in there. That is a death trap.

There might be a page in there; that's what I'm supposed to be looking for, right? Eight pages that'll eat me...

That's still not funny. .....Why is that hallway so dark. You have a flashlight. Why is it dark.

III don't...

[Whereas Teddy sounds distracted and focused on the game, Billy's babbling is beginning to sound a little shaky. This part's seriously claustrophobic.] Why are you playing this. Why would anyone play this? ...Oh god, can you even get out of there? Did you trap yourself? You totally did, didn't you? You're gonna die.

Nnno I'm not...

[Billy's starting to breathe faster as Teddy goes around corner after corner. Teddy, however, is quiet; having Billy be scared for him helps him out during games - uh, viruses like this. But after a moment of that:]

Oh my god an exit, get out, get the hell out, this is the worst place in the world-

[Teddy, on his part, sounds amused, even if his voice is just slightly shaky: the only time Billy really swears is if he's scared, and it's funny to hear.] See? I made it out and I'm not dead. Still didn't find a page.

This is a stupid game. It's stupid and it's boring. Just play Skyrim or something, okay?

Maybe if I can find a page - oh, some tanks.

No, no, no, no no no no no no...

[Another pause, with more quiet no's from Billy and silence from Teddy... at least, until a certain point.] ... Hm.

Oh shit, what was that, what is that right there-

Calm down, just a tree, camera got weird on me.

No it's- .....um.

Tree.

Shut up.

Heh heh.

Okay... So far I'm finding nothing.

Nothing but- your screen's doing that thing again.

Yeah, I don't - [And just as Teddy lifts his hand to tap the screen - ]

What is that noise!?

Agh, it's - I can't - What the fuck -

[Briefly, there's the sound of the chair creaking - but this time it sounds like it's being forced back even further and even jostled. Following right after is Billy letting out a scream and loud, incoherent sputterings of "shit shit shit" before his footsteps are heard again, this time much louder and quicker as he runs away, and the door slamming.

Teddy, however, just breathes heavily for a few seconds... before he lets it out in one long breath, then gives a brief pause as he looks around.]


... Billy?

[And more footsteps, much softer now that Teddy's walking to the door, where all that can be heard is muffled shrieking.]

B, it's okay, it's over now - let me in?

[... At least his voice is only shaky compared to Billy's screaming.]

((ooc: As Billy will spend the rest of the time being under a blanket, Teddy will answer for the most part, though the former might interject at some points. If you want Billy in on it for a threeway thread, just say so and we'll drag him out! For the record, replies will, in Luceti time, be answered about ten minutes after the entry, seeing how they must console each other after such a near death experience.

Also, the video we used for reference. Have fun!))
selfhelp: art from kaciart.tumblr.com, coloured by me. ([billy] dammit tommy what are you doing)

[personal profile] selfhelp 2013-01-15 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[It takes a moment for the words to sink in, and immediately he's going red, though it's hard to tell in the dim blue light; Teddy might be able to feel the hotness of his cheeks against the hoodie, depending on how many layers he's got on.

Billy turns his head anyway to conceal the blush, fingers tightening in the material. Dork. Dork.]


Your pronunciation's off.

[It's an automatic response, cheeky and somewhat sullen- whether Teddy said it right or not, he needs the attitude to break his sudden fluster. It's a compliment, yes, but does he have to say... well. That? It's so...

...ugh, his face is so red. He almost turns the light out.]
selfhelp: ([billy] mrrghgrmgghfff.)

[personal profile] selfhelp 2013-01-15 10:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Oof. There goes his heart. Billy purses his lips tightly, winding his free arm up around Teddy's broad shoulders as far as it'll go. He does feel like kind of a wuss, and at least he's not shaking anymore... it's just frustrating to be so startled by something stupid.

He's certainly not going to complain about Teddy getting all hulked out and protective on him, either. Especially when it makes him feel better already.

He's still blushing, though... he doubts anything could stop that right about now.]


....Mm... Teddy, seriously...

[Despite the slightly exasperated tone, he can't seem to stop himself from echoing the phrase right back at his boyfriend. He just can't say no to Elvish. Ever. It's like his Kryptonite.]
selfhelp: ([billy] I'll text you)

[personal profile] selfhelp 2013-01-17 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Billy shrinks down a little bit under the blankets, and this time it's definitely not out of fear.]

...Nnnno. I just have faster reflexes than you.
selfhelp: ([billy] stop asking about our kinks)

[personal profile] selfhelp 2013-01-19 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Well. He's kind of got him there.]

...When it comes to Slenderman, it's every man for himself. Everybody knows that.

[...wait. He doesn't even know who the hell Slenderman is!]

You knew what that was?
selfhelp: art from cris-art.tumblr.com ([billy] you are not coming in like that)

[personal profile] selfhelp 2013-01-19 09:30 am (UTC)(link)
Of course it's from the internet.

[Billy groans, burying his face into Teddy's shirt again, sounding exasperated, a shudder running through his body. The description of the invented monster brings an unpleasant mental image all too easily to his mind.]

All the worst things in the world come from the internet.
selfhelp: art from kaciart.tumblr.com, coloured by me. ([billy] oh fuck this is inappropriate)

[personal profile] selfhelp 2013-01-25 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
All hail the land of cute cat videos.

[He wiggles his fingers melodramatically, giving Teddy a pointed look. Yeah, he knows your weakness, blondie.

And almost immediately after, his lack of focus causes the magic night-light to wink out abruptly, and he shrieks. Not his best moment ever.

Goddammit.]