Peter Rumancek } 001 } Day 122 } Video

[velveteenwolf]

[The view is just of white and flickering glimpses of the same stainless steel furniture at first, as if someone just dropped the phone on the floor -- ohwait. There's a hand, and some fingers pushing at the screen and muted curses, and then a face wayyyy too close to the camera. When it pulls back, there's a boy that can't be older than his late teens frowning.

He taps the screen.]

Is this thing on? Well, fuck it. Whatever. If you can hear this, then-- Shit, I dunno. Say something cute, sing me a line from your favorite song, or whatever it is kids do for kicks here.

[There's a shrug of his shoulders, and people don't understand how grateful they should be that he found clothes first. He's dressed in whatever he pulled out of the dresser, instead of just his boxers. He's hurt and confused and the pain is still raw on his face, in his slightly red eyes, even as he tries to play it off.]

So, what the fuck is this place, anyway? Some new, extra-fucked-up wing of the Godfrey Institute? Or is this some new brand of horror because life just doesn't suck enough? By the way-- yeah, I got the stalker-date love message: I'm still just not that into you.

So, right, anyway. Does anyone out there- if there is anyone out there- want to explain just what the fuck this place is and why I'm here?

[There's a pause.]

I don't like how this place smells.

Comments

[heart_of_a_witch]

Absolutely. Whoever you steal from will probably swear as soon as they find their money missing, anyway.

[Courtney's parents never seemed to care much about her speech habits. Her uncle, on the other hand, figured out how to bully her into her best behavior.]

I'm Courtney, who are you?

[velveteenwolf]

[She gets a laugh with her estimation of that turn of events.]

Peter Rumancek. Creepy Gypsy.

[He says it with good humor, but there's also an edge of someone that's used to being hated on principle, too.]

[heart_of_a_witch]

Yeah? You don't look so scary. [She smiles, curiosity piqued. Of course, she's kind of a fan of creepy to begin with, as should be obvious from the bat-shaped clip in her hair.]

Where are you from? Lately, I mean.

[velveteenwolf]

As in prior to getting kidnapped to a creepy fucking science center?

[He arches an eyebrow, and despite the tone, there's a hint of a smirk as he looks at her. And hey, he thinks the clip is cute, to be honest.]

This shitty place called Hemlock Grove in Pennsylvania. Most notable for being home to a creepy fucking science center.

[Apprehensive about this place doesn't even begin to cover it, okay.]

[heart_of_a_witch]

Yeah, yeah. We've all been kidnapped. [She sounds dismissive, but a moment later she gives a sympathetic head-shake.] Okay, that definitely sucks. Frying pan to fire. Sorry about that.

You'd probably have liked it better when it was a seaside ghost town. I did. I'm gonna go stir-crazy not being able to get far outside.