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maskormenace2015-07-04 08:33 am
kingpawn) wrote in maskormenace2015-07-04 08:33 am
Entry tags:
- harleen quinzel | harley quinn,
- jaime reyes | blue beetle,
- jonathan crane | scarecrow,
- † alistair krei | n/a,
- † ana ramir | taranto,
- † april ludgate | janet snakehole,
- † bela talbot | n/a,
- † death | didi,
- † edward elric | the fullmetal alchemist,
- † ellie langford | n/a,
- † ellie williams | n/a,
- † euphemia li britannia | n/a,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † jeff winger | wingman,
- † ken kaneki | one eyed king,
- † lapis lazuli | n/a,
- † matthew lin | abduxel,
- † mike parker | n/a,
- † naruto uzumaki | n/a,
- † riku | darkeater,
- † sarah manning | n/a,
- † wally west | kid flash,
- † walter white | heisenberg,
- † will graham | wolf trap,
- † winry rockbell | n/a
[03] Video
[ The video feed starts with Walt in a room in his Heropa home, an open box on the bed filled with Kaylee's things -- coveralls neatly folded and tucked inside, wrenches and other tools laid delicately on top...the whole process seems exceedingly painful for him as with each item he pulls out of the closet, the efforts become slow and labored. ]
I don't know who knew Kaylee Frye. If you didn't, you should have. I've never met anyone so genuinely cheerful and kind. She was the sunshine in this dark, cloudy world.
[ There's a very sad, forlorn smile. This feels more like a funeral, like saying goodbye to someone who passed away. And in some cases it's worse -- them vanishing to another universe, never to remember their time here, never to be seen again. ]
She helped me when she didn't have to. She cared when she shouldn't have. She took care of me when I couldn't take care of myself. And what did she expect in return? Nothing.
[ With a long pause, it's very clear Walt is trying to maintain his composure. A breath in and a breath out. ]
I hoped I was wrong. I hoped to god I was wrong. That her disappearance was only temporary. But it's been a few weeks, and there's been no sign of her returning. I will miss her. Every day I will miss her. I already do.
This world -- it's done nothing but take things away. From me. From everyone else. Can you honestly say you've gained anything from being here?
[ Walt goes to reach into the closet for one of the final items and his hand twitches back. The sadness in the lines of his face increases as he pulls out a wrapped present -- a card reading: To Mr. White.
That's when Walt can't hold it back anymore. He sits on the edge of the bed, pulls the square-shaped present to his chest and cries. ]
I don't know who knew Kaylee Frye. If you didn't, you should have. I've never met anyone so genuinely cheerful and kind. She was the sunshine in this dark, cloudy world.
[ There's a very sad, forlorn smile. This feels more like a funeral, like saying goodbye to someone who passed away. And in some cases it's worse -- them vanishing to another universe, never to remember their time here, never to be seen again. ]
She helped me when she didn't have to. She cared when she shouldn't have. She took care of me when I couldn't take care of myself. And what did she expect in return? Nothing.
[ With a long pause, it's very clear Walt is trying to maintain his composure. A breath in and a breath out. ]
I hoped I was wrong. I hoped to god I was wrong. That her disappearance was only temporary. But it's been a few weeks, and there's been no sign of her returning. I will miss her. Every day I will miss her. I already do.
This world -- it's done nothing but take things away. From me. From everyone else. Can you honestly say you've gained anything from being here?
[ Walt goes to reach into the closet for one of the final items and his hand twitches back. The sadness in the lines of his face increases as he pulls out a wrapped present -- a card reading: To Mr. White.
That's when Walt can't hold it back anymore. He sits on the edge of the bed, pulls the square-shaped present to his chest and cries. ]
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[ A pause. ]
I'm packing her things up. I thought I could keep them with me. That way if she comes back, I can give them to her. But if she doesn't, at least I have the momentos of her stay.
You've probably seen this happen time and time again. Does it get easier? After the first time?
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But Will'll probably magically appear in a minute or two anyway.]
No. But I never did the store room. Thing. The first time some jerk left-
[And jerk, here, obviously means someone April was deeply attached to, but why use feelings words?]
I threw all his stuff off the roof. Or tried to. Our other roommate freaked out and turned out to be surprisingly stronger than me. Wiry guys have like..freaky grip strength.
[And then, because of plot devices, they broke into song together but let's not touch that one either.]
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So April is the violent type of expressing her emotions. And somehow this isn't surprising at all. ]
What did you think that would accomplish? Was it just a way to vent your frustrations?
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[His things suffered by proxy. What else was there to do? Cry about it?]
But the cops don't like you throwing glass two stories, either, I guess. Which is totally insensitive on their part. We do fires now.
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Or home.
However you do it.
[ You crazy arsonist. ]
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[ Walt frowns. Somehow that seems....worse. The closest he got was this younger version of Saul. Jimmy McWhatshisFace. But Walt couldn't say that was really a tragic loss. ]