Newt ₓ Group A, Subject A5. The Glue. (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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maskormenace2015-04-18 09:58 am
gluestick) wrote in maskormenace2015-04-18 09:58 am
Entry tags:
- † april ludgate | janet snakehole,
- † asami sato | n/a,
- † barry allen | the flash,
- † billy kaplan | wiccan,
- † carl grimes | n/a,
- † dorian gray | n/a,
- † edward elric | the fullmetal alchemist,
- † elsa brandt | the fabricator,
- † glitch | n/a,
- † grey | n/a,
- † hank schrader | n/a,
- † heiji hattori | n/a,
- † jeff winger | wingman,
- † john watson | n/a,
- † kanaya maryam-lalonde | psychopomp,
- † max briest | sphinx,
- † mike parker | n/a,
- † minho | n/a,
- † newt | the glue,
- † oliver queen | the green arrow,
- † rose lalonde | seer of light,
- † roxy lalonde | rogue of void,
- † teresa | n/a,
- † the red plains rider | n/a,
- † thomas | n/a,
- † winry rockbell | n/a
03 video.
[ The video clicks on to show Newt, but he doesn't really seem focused on the device at all. Staring past it, eyes clouded with... something. The feed jerks around sporadically from shaking hands, and Newt looks filthy on screen, like he's been in one too many fights that he may not have won, covered in dirt and grime, blood and wounds.
After a minute of this, his eyes snap to the screen, clearing with recognition, remembering what he'd turned it on for in the first place. ]
Sorry, I- I'm... not well. I've got the Flare and it's getting worse. [ A deep breath, and he's dragging a trembling hand through his hair. ]
I think I'm contagious, and that means you're all infected unless... there's people called Munies- [ his expression sours at the term ] Immunes, shanks that don't get sick with it. Don't know if they exist here, you're better off going to a hospital, getting tested for disease or somethin'.
Just- for God's sake, don't bloody breathe on anyone until you do or we'll all be dead.
[ private to housemates & castmates ]
I'm not coming back. Don't look for me this time, it's better this way.
[ ooc| this is newt's announcement for the flaring up plot! commence mass hysteria and crank outbreaks and all that fun stuff
eta: here is a catch-all log for plot shenanigans, if you so desire! ]
After a minute of this, his eyes snap to the screen, clearing with recognition, remembering what he'd turned it on for in the first place. ]
Sorry, I- I'm... not well. I've got the Flare and it's getting worse. [ A deep breath, and he's dragging a trembling hand through his hair. ]
I think I'm contagious, and that means you're all infected unless... there's people called Munies- [ his expression sours at the term ] Immunes, shanks that don't get sick with it. Don't know if they exist here, you're better off going to a hospital, getting tested for disease or somethin'.
Just- for God's sake, don't bloody breathe on anyone until you do or we'll all be dead.
[ private to housemates & castmates ]
I'm not coming back. Don't look for me this time, it's better this way.
[ ooc| this is newt's announcement for the flaring up plot! commence mass hysteria and crank outbreaks and all that fun stuff
eta: here is a catch-all log for plot shenanigans, if you so desire! ]
[Private]
Yeah? Don't remember leavin' me back in the Berg so they could cart me off to the Palace? Well, let me give you a rundown on that. You and Tommy came breezin' in like you owned the bloody place, thought you knew what was best for me, thought you could save me. I sent you slintheads away then, and I'm gonna do the same thing this time. You can't save me, it's already too buggin' late.
[ Let me go. ]
[Private]
[ Actually, on second thought. ]
Scratch all that. I don't care, you can tell me the whole damn story when I find you in person.
[ He will not give up. He doesn't know how to. ]
[Private]
[ His voice is steadily rising in volume and temper. ]
Leave it bloody well enough alone, and let me go crazy where my friends can't watch it happen.
[Private]
[ Minho's keeping his voice even, and his tone low. The opposite of Newt right now. Feels wrong. ]
I've got super speed, slinthead. You're not gonna be able to stay hidden from me for long. You wanna just get this over with now, or we really gonna drag this out?
[Private]
[ His voice softens, eyes clearing. ] I'm begging you just... Leave me alone again. This is how it should be.
[Private]
But not enough for him to acknowledge Newt's request. ]
That's a load of klunk. The way it should be is me and Thomas there for you no matter what happens.
[Private]
[ He's said that to him before, he remembers it so clearly. That's right, he'd only just sent them away a few days ago, and now he's got to do it all over again. But this time he's not so sure he's got enough of himself left to keep it together. ]
I'm not gonna let that happen. I still have a choice, I'm still me enough to decide what I bloody want for myself. And I'm choosing to cut you shanks out before I get worse.
[Private]
What kind of shuck choice is that? You die alone instead of getting help from your friends? Think about this for a second, Newt!
[ You know it's bad when Minho's asking someone to think rationally. ]
[Private]
No, you think about it, slinthead! The only way you can help me is by staying away. If I see you or Tommy again it's just gonna keep pissing me off, make me lose it quicker. I can't stand the sight of you two anymore!
[ His face loses a little aggression, looks more tired than angry. ]
Take care of the people I've put in danger, if you really wanna help. Make sure I'm not the reason this world is shucked to hell.
[Private]
[ Newt... Newt is his own, and he's not leaving him, even if the sight of his face makes Newt angry at this point. ]
[Private]
[ Newt can't... reign his anger back in, and he can't stand to let Minho see him like this again. He cuts the connection abruptly, throwing the device to the ground with a string of angry curses. It makes him feel better, if only slightly. ]
[Private]