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A/N: Woah... took me long enough to update this. Well main reasons are A. I had to watch a playthrough of the game. B. I wanted this chapter to be an improvement over Chapter 1. You see, when I went back and re-read it looked kind of rushed (or at least to me) and it had a few errors in it. So naturally I wanted to make sure it didn't happen again. C. I'm trying to work on other fics I have. D. School.
Review Replies:
DarkX: LOL Telly would probably do better. She'd at least get probably five or six pages. Nice game requests. I'm doing "One Late Night" soon and "PokeSlender" and "SlendyPants" in... Chapter 8... ish. Thanks for the review!
Jazzerella: I've wanted to play Slender for a while too; but I'd probably just freak out the whole time like Prescott did. XD Thanks for the review!
Also, a big thanks to Jazzerella for giving me the kick in the butt I needed to finish this chapter.
One last thing, stuff in italics are meant to be lines from the game.
"Are you ready?"
"Not really."
"Too bad! This game is the Indie Game of the year and we're not skipping out on it," Telly said as she got the game ready.
"You mean the Indie Game of three years ago," Prescott mumbled. He was still mad at Telly for making him the laughingstock of Wasteland by telling Clarabelle about his how much he "enjoyed" Slender. The cow Toon then blabbed about it to practically everyone. At least he wasn't a very social Gremlin to begin with. The only way Telly could get Prescott to keep playing these games was by promising to not do it anymore under the threat of being dismantled... again.
Oh well, more for her then.
"Well it's not my fault Wasteland's slow at gettin' new games," Telly replied with a shrug, "Now quit your whinin' and let's play."
"My name... is... I am Daniel," the on-screen character said.
"Hello Daniel," the pair greeted in monotone.
"Now where exactly are we? It looks a bit like Dark Beauty Castle," Prescott observed as he explored the dilapadated looking level. From the looks of things, it appeared the game took place in a large castle of some sort.
"Yeah I guess," Telly agreed, "Hey Oswald, get a maid! Your place is filthy!"
"So... am I late for a wedding or something or is this going to be like Slender?"
"What, no. You're this Daniel... What-His-Name and you're... I dunno walking around hung over or something; or I think you are because this guy keeps passing out. Just follow the rose pedal things and- ooh get that box!" Telly said as she pointed to a nearby chest.
"Alright alright hold on, I'm going," the Gremlin said as he went over to the chest and opened it up, " 'Collected one tinder-' what the hell's a tinderbox?!"
Telly just rolled her eyes, "I can already tell I'm gonna enjoy this."
"You know, I might actually be on edge of this game was actually scary! Boring!" Prescott said as he moved the camera around waiting for something to happen, putting special emphasis on the last word. As he continued to have the character walk down the hallway, a bunch of papers scattered on the ground suddenly flew up into the air causing Prescott to jump back, both in the game and in his seat.
"You were saying," said Telly while giving Prescott an 'were you seriously scared by that?!' look, "By the way, remind me to get a baby diaper for you if you're gonna be like this each time we play a horror game."
"I was startled!" Prescott defended.
"Uh-huh yeah sure," Telly replied sarcastically, "Five E-Tickets says you'll be screaming like a little girl by the time we're done."
"Fine, but you have another thing coming if you think this will be a repeat of last time."
"Couldn't I just break a window and jump out," Prescott wondered out loud as he looked out of one of the windows in the Archives, "It would certainly save us a lot of trouble."
"You'd seriously rather jump out of a Walt-Knows-How-High-Window instead of just usin' the front door to leave like any normal Toon would," Telly replied, raising the talking telephone equilvalent of an eyebrow.
"Of course not! I'm simply making an observation."
"Alright. By the way, I'd head for that alcove over there. There's lotsa oil for your lantern over there."
As Prescott headed for the area Telly was talking about, she couldn't help but smirk to herself. Not only was she about to win their little bet but she'd get a laugh in the process. Prescott really had to learn to quit being so gullible around her.
"There's nothing over here. You said- What the Hell is that?!" Just as she hoped, the Grunt (Grunts were one of the monsters that the player had to avoid that had a disfigured, mutilated face) attack hallucination played scaring the poor Gremlin next to her half to death. Of course, being a hallucination, nothing happened except the Grunt disappearing into thin air, "What was that?!"
"Did you see it's face," she asked, wishing she had a camera with her.
"Did you see it's face?!"
"It looked like it was puking up it's own face! By the way, you owe me Five E-Ticket's now," Not seeming to have heard her, Prescott immediately spun Daniel around and made a sprint for the exit.
"Forget this! I'm leaving!"
"You can't just leave," Telly tried to explain but Prescott continued to ignore her.
"I'm leaving! I'm leaving! I'm leaving! I'm leaving! I'm leaving!
The sound of a liquid being poured sounded. The pair were currently in the castle's basement when the sound rang out before they heard a conversation between two disemboided voices (Which was probably a flashback of sorts).
"Where's the baron?"
"Who cares? He left us enough wine to last us a lifetime, or at until tomorrow!"
"That's some very low-qualiity voice acting," Prescott complained.
"That one guy kinda sounds like LeFou. Ya know, from 'Beauty and the Beast'," At that moment Telly seemed to realize something. "Hey, what if this castle is actually the one the Beast lived in? Oh that'd be such a great plot twist! Like maybe Daniel here is actually Belle's dad and he's tryin' to escape the Beast? That'd be awesome!"
"I think you need stop living in your little fantasy world," Prescott answered as he picked up the Laudanum, "Alright now whe- NO! Nonono no no!"
Silouetted a few yards away from Daniel, another Grunt was walking away from him at the end of the short hallway.
"I-I'm just going to be camping in the corner... " the Gremlin whimpered backing Daniel up as far into the corner as he possibly could. After his little panic attack in the Archives he was determined not to make an idiot of himself like that again; however, he still couldn't hide the look of terror etched on his face.
"At night," Telly randomly said, enjoying every second of what Prescott was considering torture, "Ya know, from behind those things kinda look like the Mad Doc whenever he's naked."
Forgetting his fear, Prescott gave her a look of confusion mixed with disgust, "Well... that's an... odd way of describing them."
"Why would fountains like this even exist," Telly questioned as the pair looked at a winged caterpillar fountain with a baby face spitting water onto part of some stone statue, "I mean it's a baby face throwing up into a stone vagina. Somethin' about that just isn't plain right."
" 'Something' is putting it lighty," Prescott agreed, "This Alexander person certainly has an... interesting taste in furniture."
"I'm leaving! I'm leaving! I'm leaving! I'm leaving! I'm leaving!"
Having spent about a good few hours or so playing the game, the monsters and atmosphere were beginning to take its toll on Prescott.
"You can't just quit," Telly yelled.
"I refuse to play this a second longer," he argued as he rage quit the game, "You can keep playing if you want but I'm done."
Prescott then teleported away. "C'mon ya wuss! So you get chased by a few monsters, so what! ...Prescott?"
Telly gave an annoyed sigh as she started playing the game where Prescott left off, "Fine then see what I care! Here I am tryin' to be a good friend and cheer ya up a bit with these games and you don't even care! Here's what I think of our friendship!"
She yelled she had Daniel pick up a vase and throw it across the room.
"...Okay that was kinda fun. I wonder what else I can smash."
(Insert Cheery Music Here)
As the minutes ticked on Telly had thrown anything she could grab including a candlestick, firewood, every possible book she could find (She even went as far as to smack one aganist the wall repeatedly); potted plants, beakers, small statues, a bookcase, some picture frames and a few barrels. She had also spent two minutes trying to jump up to the hole in the ceiling located in the Enterance Hall. Currently she just used a chair to break a window and was looking out at the forest below.
"Hey Slendy have another chair for your collection," she shouted as she hurled it out the window, remembering the bathroom building and the chairs inside it.
"Necessary!"
"Yeah you better back off, you can go over there," Telly said as she made a dash for the door. She was in the sewers under the castle and in the middle of an encounter with one of the Kaernk. The Kaernk was a water monster that relied on hearing to hunt down the player. Telly had temporarily distracted it by throwing a small crate down the tunnel she was in.
"Archive Tunnels here I come," she said, grinning.
Thirty seconds later...
"NO NO NO! Run run run jump, oh Walt, I'm gonna die! Run damn you! No! Ah fudge! Fudgefudgefudge!" Telly screamed at the screen as she was chased through the tunnels with the Shadow and a Kaernk hot on her tail.
"Left! Right! Leftleftleft rightright left right! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAH!"
Thinking quickly she grabbed a crate, turned around and began smashing it repeatedly into the monster.
"Aha! Got ya, you little jerk," she yelled triumphently as the Kaernk died, "Prescott get back in here! I just totally whipped this sucker's butt!"
"I'm done with that game!" he called from the other room.
"I'm leaving! I'mleavingI'mleavingI'mleaving!"
"Ya know sayin' it repeatedly won't help right?"
"I don't care!"
"Look, now the baby head is... puking blood into some... random corpse," Prescott said in a slightly disturbed tone as he came back to the fountain. After a few minutes, he finally decided to come back and play for a few more minutes.
"Hm... baby face... puking into a dead guy's butt. Baby head... dead guy's butt," was all Telly could say.
"...Yeah, I'm done with this."
"...Mm-hm," Telly nodded as she started to exit the game. Suddenly she stopped, "Um...Prescott... what's with your wallpaper?"
On the screen was a group photo of colorful, smiling cartoon Ponies. Immediatedly the Gremlin practicely dived for the computer and shut it off.
"It's nothing! J-Just something the Bunny Children did when they stole it the other day. Yes that's it!"
Telly gave him a sceptical look.
"O...kaaaay then, I'm gonna go," she said as she left. Once she was gone Prescott gave a sigh of relief.
"That was close."
A/N:Woooo! Yay! Feels good to get this out! I found some funny Amnesia reaction videos on YouTube so those really helped out this chapter. If I take this long to update again, then you guys should probably start PMing me about it so I'll remember to update.
Also since I know someone will bring it up eventually, yes I know they're a little OOC they're supposed to be. If they were totally IC this fic would be boring. This fic really isn't meant to be taken seriously in general. It's just meant to make you laugh, smile and cheer you up if you've been having a bad day. In the meantime I hope you liked this chapter, next up for Ch. 3 is... Sims 3! Don't forget to review and stuff. 'Til then! :)
P.S. Today's Oswald the Lucky Rabbit's birthday, so be sure to wish him a happy one!