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0DocScratch-TheFelt
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[2011-09-18 20:37:07 +0000 UTC]
"t1ck t0ck"
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# Statistics
Favourites: 13; Deviations: 0; Watchers: 30
Watching: 28; Pageviews: 2816; Comments Made: 349; Friends: 28
# About me
Your name is DOC SCRATCH, and you are continuing to be an excellent host. CROWBAR isn't leader all the time, so he steps down when you are in the mansion, which is very rare. He does a pretty good job of doing so, but at some point he'll reach a crossroad in which he won't know what to do. That's where you come in, offering advice and taking command if it gets out of hand. In other words, you are BACKUP when all hell breaks loose in the Mansion. You are polite, courteous and quite the gentleman! You always knowing who is coming to your APARTMENT, which is just outside of town, rather than being part of the mansion itself. You also have an ENDLESS CANDY SUPPLY for your guests, when they arrive of course, which you already know of. You are not one for compassion, but you does act as a fatherly figure to Clover and Deuce, along with any other stray kids you comes across. You daydream often about romance and you wish could go out with someone one day. Of course this isn't going to happen anytime soon, you are very busy and have little to no time for romance. If you could, you would ask Sn0wman, but she is already going out with the Midnight Crew leader, Spades Slick. Speaking of the rival gang, you don't pay them much attention, treating them as a mild acquaintance rather than enemies if they reach your apartment. However you does have his limits. Horrible candy bowl manners, sloppiness, destruction of your apartment and disorganization are a few things you cannot stand. You is also protective of his magic cue balls, and you flip the fuck out when one goes missing. You have a HANDMAID living with you, treating her as your own and punishing her as needed. You do not have a CHUMHANDLE, let alone a computer, you have a TYPEWRITTER instead. When you do contact other people, you type in white text within brackets, forcing the other to highlight it so they can read what you say.
What will you do?
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((Rp'er: UpsetFawn ))
# Comments
Comments: 358
Hey, your webcam is the same as mine!
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Oh how I dislike unused roleplay accounts.
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Forgive me for asking, but what ARE you, strange creature?
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I could ask you the same thing.
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Oh, pardon me for my rudeness. Perhaps an introduction is in order.
I am Percival Isaacs, but most know me by my title, "Pickle Inspector".
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Interesting. I, like you, have a name, for now simply refer to me as Mr. Vanilla Milkshake. It is what the SBurb players call me, and the majority of the residents here in town. Those who do know my name are those who work for me.
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A pleasure knowing you, "Mister Vanilla Milkshake". And like you, I, too, have a name that my inferiors refer to me as.
My dear acquaintance, Mr. Milkshake, I cannot help but get the shaking feeling that you and I may have more in common than we appear.
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It is best that I know it know, otherwise I'll be calling you sir; that is a little too formal for my tastes for our first meeting.
>You half thoughtfully put a hand to your "chin"
You have an excelent point there.
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> You mirror the cueball-headed man's gesture.
Well, I suppose, since we seem to be forming some sort of kinship, I suppose I can tell you. You see, while the rest of the world knows me as Pickle Inspector, my cohorts, The Felt, refer to me, their master, as Lord English.
Now, this isn't exactly a name of my choosing. Rather, it was given to me by fate. I would rather spare you the details, though--it's all just one big and convoluted history lesson, and honestly rather dull to hear. But now that you know my "true name", perhaps you can lend me yours?
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How curious, and yet very intriguing. So I'll let you in on a secret. When Sn0wman perishes, and the end of the universe befalls on us, I will have to sacrifice myself to become The Felt's master. In other words, Lord English. In a way, I am him, and he is me. There is a reason I keep on telling my colleges I am a most excellent host. For now, my name is Doc Scratch.
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My, that is a most curious little secret you have there, Mr. Scratch. As an addendum to what I have told you, though I hold the Felt leader's title, I am not Lord English in the truest sense. Rather, he is another me, the one who created and currently controls the order in my universe. So I suppose you can say I, too, am a most excellent host.
So you have a Snowman, too. And one whose existence also determines the fate of the universe. Since you have mentioned the name, I am curious about how he is like in your universe.
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She is a very clever girl, although she prefers others to do the dirty work. Sn0wman does however have a softer side, especially when it comes to the Thief, Seer and now Rouge.
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Your Snowman is... female? My, that IS quite a surprise. My Snowman... has no definable gender, but I prefer to call them using male-centric pronouns, for simplicity's sake. But your Snowman sounds an awful lot like mine, though in my situation, his reasons have more to do with his sympathy towards the living. Which, is rather silly, in my opinion.
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>You laugh.
Rather silly indeed.
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So tell me, "Mr. Milkshake", who are these people, the "Thief", "Seer", and "Rogue"? What is their purpose in this universe?
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Vriska, Terezi and Nepeta respectively. They have already beaten their session of SGrub, so now they serve as observers, watching and waiting until something ones awry. Nepeta however is more friendlier than the Scourge Sisters, she has already befriended most of the Felt and all of the Crew.
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I should probably ask who those characters are, but I believe that would only lead to more confusion. At the very least, tell me about this "Nepeta". What is it about her that allows her to so easily befriend even the most notorious criminals?
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It is just the way she is. She is constantly visiting the mansion and is, to put it in Quarters' words, "bugging the living shit out of everybody". However Nepeta is just trying to bring out the good in everyone. It also concerns with her title as the Rouge of Heart.
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I see... so it is simply in her nature to be a meddlesome do-gooder.
Hee hee hee...!
I may not know much about this universe, but already, I feel quite immersed in it. I simply must know more about it!
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Perhaps your little scout might know more, so why don't you ask her? You know, Sashay?
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> Your face falters as he mentions the Sashay's name.
The... Sashay? Scout? How could you have known about that? ANSWER ME!
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Um Scratch Sir?
>you knock on his door gently hands by your sideafter you knock 10 times
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Ah, Sawbuck, do come in.
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>You open the door and walk in quickly
Thank you for allowing me to see you sir
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Not a problem Sawbuck, you caught me just in time too. I was about to run an errand, but seeing as it's importance isn't a priority, it will have to wait. Pray tell, what brings this visit?
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Oh! Well if you have an errand to run then i can come back when you are not busy sir. I do not wish to side track you from your plans that are already made
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It is nothing of much importance, if you wish that I do my errand first, then so be it.
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>You nod with a smile
Yes yes that would seem to better.
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Very well then.
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>you smile and leave waiting till he returns
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>You return a few minutes later without your overcoat on.
My apologies for the delay.
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>You smile and chuckle some
It's quite alright sir. ...Oh? what happened to your over coat?
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It just got some dirt on it, it's nothing to fret about.
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Alright then sir
>you smile and wait for him
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Now then, what is it that you have to tell me Sawbuck?
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I rather need your intelligence sir. You see i recently gave myself up in order to save someone in my pale quadrent. Effonz to be exact. This umm
>you gulp and start to explain
He was entirely black with big wings. Tentacles and an arm missing. He was canine in apperence and the llst thing i remember was had a sword through his chest
I wish to know who this man is
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That would be the Sovereign Slayer, or Bec Noir. He is the Beta version of Jack Noir who succeeded in killing and taking the black queen's ring and the white king's scepter, which started The Reckoning.
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>your heart and everything sinks. Your body starts to shake and you hit the ground out cold from utter shock
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Oh dear.
>You let out a sigh. Poor Sawbuck, he couldn't take it. But you couldn't just leave him lying on the floor like that. With a harsh fizz, you feel yourself teleport him and yourself from your lavish apartment to his room in the mansion.
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>you are truly out cold. what did you do why did you your mind was racing so fast right now you couldn't wake up.
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>You paitently wait for him to wake up, reading a book as you did so.
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>a while passes and you awake fast eyes wide. You look around
w-w-what...how the
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No need to fret. I brought you here.
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I am so sorry sir i...i fell into shock
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As one should.
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>You breath and fix your self
t-t-ahnk you for bringing me to my room sir
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You're welcome Sawbuck. For now, rest, you will need it later.
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>you look at him a tad confused but nod
Thank you Sir I shall
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Farewell dear Sawbuck.
>And with that you leave.
And no need to worry about the Slayer. I will be having a word with him.
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Thank you sir
>you wave as close the door and head to bed
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Sir Scratch (May I call you as such?), where do you you find such sweets? I have never seen any of the sort and would enjoy to have a good supply of them for my rendezvous with a certain Lord to appease him, particularly the blue ==> candies.
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