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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!))

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[Billy is in his room hiding under about six blankets.

And no it is not over.

No you can't come in.

The monster will get him.]

[Can they hear that sound? That faint crunching and positively maniacal giggling coming from the other side of the journal?]

[That sound is Hoshikyo literally popcorn.gif-ing at their expense.]

[Sora has tuned in on this conversation and he's unsure how to feel about it all.]

Billy? Ted? What's going on? Are you two okay?

Um... is everything okay over there?

[Jack shouldn't be laughing, really, especially since he's cartoonishly squeamish when it comes to horror media, himself. But in truth, how familiar the panicky babbling and sounds of fleeing are is exactly what has him practically giggling at a few points during the recording, even if he has no idea what sort of game they're playing.

He takes a few minutes to calm himself down, then replies, opting for video. Disembodied voices always have the potential to be creepy, after all.]

May I recommend hot coffee? Perhaps also some humorous cat videos, if you have any saved on your computer.

... uh... everything alright?

[... excuse him. Totally eyeing up the shiny 13' non frilly laptop that the Malnosso sent him for Christmas.

HE IS TOTALLY NOT PARANOID NOW, NO SIR.]

[It's hard to say what's more concerning. The screaming, or the dead-silence that seemed to follow.]

[More so for someone who has no concept of "video games".]

Is everything all right over there? I'm not sure if you meant to record this over the journal or not, but...

[ dryly, for she hides her concern well: ] If the rig's haunted or possessed or something, I might know some excellent electronic cleanses. Ritual, magical debuggings.

[Because he's not sure if it's safe to actually approach them yet.]

What are you two doing?

...

[ a pause, and then very dryly - ] Sounds like you're having fun.

[She doesn't pick up most of the conversation, only paying attention here and there as she dresses the morning kill. With no Gale, no regular hunting partner, the journal's become nice company. Especially when the entries speak aloud.

But there are some words Katniss does here. Words like "games" and "something's going to eat you". Words that make her pause in her work, placing the skinning knife down on the nearby stone as she stares closer at the journal.

"Tree." "Camera." And then screaming. She scowls, glaring at the book as if it'll automatically give her video feed. When it doesn't, she lets the squirrel drop to the ground and turns on her own. It's hard not to look worried. Not when games are involved. Games and people she's slowly learned to rely on.]

Teddy? Damn it, Teddy! What just happened?

[He hears the shrieking, and the door slamming and okay, that is not good. Clint grabs a knife and his gun and heads out into the empty kitchen and goes to knock on the door to Billy and Teddy's apartment. ]

Billy? Teddy? It's Clint. I heard screaming.

[Who does he need to kill?

He swears if it's just a spider he's gonna laugh himself sick at them both.]

[That's all you get.

But, well. He's had kind of an awful day, so it's an amused facepalm. Thanks for that, boys.]

Oh, that's totally unfair! It sounds like your games are a lot more fun than mine. Wanna trade it for Cat Planet?

[...Wow. So that was interesting to listen to. Even if she's only caught the end, barely enough to know it's a game, there's not really much of a chance to interrupt. Besides, Pepper's a little worried what a sudden voice might do in that situation; Billy's already on edge. So she waits, and winces when Billy eventually screams.

Ouch.]

That's not good. [She doesn't know if Teddy or Billy will be back any time soon, but she leaves a message just in case.]

Are you two okay?

[What in the honest hell did he just listen to.]

Having some trouble?

Whoa...

[That... sounded unpleasant. Unpleasant enough to give Ventus here some serious goosebumps.]

Was that really some kinda game?

[What is all this commotion whoa!]

Are the two of you all right?

Oi, what's going on-?!

[DID SOME LAPTOP DEMON SHOW UP]

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