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worstvikingever) wrote2011-03-06 10:59 pm
worstvikingever) wrote2011-03-06 10:59 pm
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005 - Angels in my head (Phone + Action)
[After encountering the angels that morning, Hiccup had been feeling strangely all day.
His eyes hurt. They stung. There was something in them and he couldn't get it out. All day at school he was rubbing his eyes, and then... on his way home... he could swear he was hearing things. People.
Then when he got home, he put his hand on the doorknob and couldn't take it away. He stared at it.
His hand was stone.
It was stone.
Shutting his eyes tightly he shook his head. No, he told himself. That's stupid. My hand's fine. It's okay. Just open the door.
When he opened his eyes again, his hands were fine.]
[PHONE:] So uh... weird statues, right?
Um.
Is anyone else... seeing things?
[ACTION, 729 Anderson Lane:] [Hiccup is sitting on the couch, rubbing his eyes.
He can't stop rubbing his eyes.
It hurts. It hurts so much.]
His eyes hurt. They stung. There was something in them and he couldn't get it out. All day at school he was rubbing his eyes, and then... on his way home... he could swear he was hearing things. People.
Then when he got home, he put his hand on the doorknob and couldn't take it away. He stared at it.
His hand was stone.
It was stone.
Shutting his eyes tightly he shook his head. No, he told himself. That's stupid. My hand's fine. It's okay. Just open the door.
When he opened his eyes again, his hands were fine.]
[PHONE:] So uh... weird statues, right?
Um.
Is anyone else... seeing things?
[ACTION, 729 Anderson Lane:] [Hiccup is sitting on the couch, rubbing his eyes.
He can't stop rubbing his eyes.
It hurts. It hurts so much.]
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[HATERS TO THE LEFT, VOICES]
Now, I doubt I can simply drill them out of you.
[Whew, amirite?]
But there must be something... There must be.
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DRILL? WHO SAID ANYTHING ABOUT DRILLING? hahahahahahahahhaa oh gods I can't seven feel my legs
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So you are experiencing some form of paralysis? Hiccup. I need you to calm down and describe your symptoms to be as specifically as you can.
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Uh... uh... well my legs are stone and I know it's not real but it looks real it feels real and it's spreading earlier six my arms were stone but I told myself it wasn't real and it went away my eyes hurt they hurt so much like there's sand so much sand in them they hurt so much and the voices are talking to me telling me that I'm going to die I'm going to die so the angel can live and they're laughing but it isn't funny it isn't five funny
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So. Advanced hallucinations, possible paralysis, pain in the eyes...
[... Okay, he'll admit. He's stumped. He can't diagnose this and he can't fix it. And that... that doesn't happen often. Even when Chrome lost half her organs, he knew what to do.
But this is Mayfield. There's only one thing to do.]
Hiccup. I may have to kill you.
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WHAT? W-wait why would you four kill me what
[There's a cacophony of voices in his mind and it hurts it hurts it hurts so much that he can't focus on anything and he yelps.]
My arms oh gods three my arms
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[YES THIS IS THE BEST PLAN.
And yet... he's hesitating.]
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[Was that Hiccup? It couldn't have been.
He's sobbing.]
I can't two breathe my chest it's oh gods my neck
one
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And what is with the counting. He'd been putting it down to Hiccup rambling, but now that they're down to one, it's kind of... really scaring him.
And yet, he still can't just reach down and snap Hiccup's neck like he was planning to do. Hiccup is under his care. Hiccup is his responsibility. He can't just kill him, even if he knows it won't last.
That thought is almost as scary as what's happening on his table right now. I mean, he's a man that most people back home think would tear his own biological son to bits and rebuild him should he not live up to expectations. Not being able to kill his fake son? What is happening to him?
So he'll just... watch.]
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[and hiccup screams as something tears its way out of his head leaving him an empty corpse and bursting into life with triumph
and it is hungry
hello klaus would you like to go back in time]
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But! No time to dwell! Westport, here comes Baron Wulfenbach. And once he gets over the shock of his not!son dying right in front of him, he will be SO RAGE. You best get ready.]