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Edward (shear_innocence) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-18 17:39:00

Current music:	Modest Mouse- "The World At Large"
Entry tags:	!complete, day 08, edward scissorhands, location: carnival, npc

I Like Songs About Drifters- Books About the Same
Who: Edward and the clone!Doctor
What: Meeting
When: Afternoon, Day 8
Where: Wandering near the carnival
Rating: TBA
Status: Complete

Edward's mood had plummeted quickly. He was beginning to fear a similar reaction to what had happened fifty years before in Suburbia. It had all seemed so wonderful at first, the new world a magical place for him to find friends and acceptance in, but so far things seemed to be going wrong. Edward was trying hard, he truly was, and some people seemed to still like him. However, he remembered accidentally cutting Shannon the day before (when she was being so kind, too!) and he knew that there was currently someone on the journals saying things about people. Some of the things were true, and some of them weren't; Edward knew this from watching people's reactions to the words in the space below before they disappeared.

He knew that he didn't have blood on his hands at that very moment, but he most certainly had before. He'd accidentally cut a few people, and himself... and he'd even killed a man at one point. Though he hadn't felt very much at the time, Edward had watched insects in his garden enough to begin to understand death. That it was something that wouldn't happen to him, but that almost everyone and everything else in the world would stop moving and turn to shells or bones.

Edward had attempted damage control to the journal entries, in his own sweet way, but it was starting to get a little bit overwhelming to the sensitive razor-fingered man. So, he'd set his journal aside and started to wander, a little heedless of where he was going, until he looked up and saw a towering ferris wheel. His face brightened as he forgot his troubles for a moment. The bright colors and interesting shapes of the carnival reminded him of the pastel world that had once welcomed him.

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-19 11:18 am UTC (link)

The fake Doctor's steps had brought him almost outside of town. He saw the shape of the ferris wheel looming not very distant from there and headed in that direction. There was a good chance of the real Doctor being there, and he didn't want to leave without saying hi to the "original". Because with the passing hours his thoughts has started getting more clear, and by now he had a definite feeling that he wouldn't be allowed to roam around freely like today.

He had to make the most out of it while he could. Scaring Shannon and the others and writing nonsense on the journals had been good, but now he needed some sort of closure. He was slightly disappointed when the lonely form in front of the carnival turned out to be someone he didn't recognize at all, and he was about to turn on his heels when he realized that this gave him a perfect opportunity. This time he could act however he pleased, and maybe when this young man would come across the real Doctor he'd find him suspicious. He laughed at the idea.

"Hello!" he called out, waving. However he didn't get to say anything more since the sight of the blades where the man's hands should have been made him freeze.
"What is that?" he asked pointing, his voice full of shock. "What happened to you?"

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shear_innocence
2009-05-20 02:13 am UTC (link)

Edward whirled around and looked spooked, his typical response to being jolted out of a beauty-appreciating reverie. He took a few wary steps back, a little put-off and suspicious of the man's forward way of approaching him. Usually, Edward's shape and Frankenstein-esque way of moving was enough to keep people from coming near him too quickly, before they even noticed his hands. Not that Edward minded; he liked it when people weren't afraid of him.

"Hello..." Edward responded, his head hanging forward at an angle as if the stiff leather coating his neck was holding it stiff. His bladed fingers flexing nervously, he glanced down at the scissors, preparing to answer the question he was all too used to hearing. "I'm not finished... my name is Edward." Gazing meaningfully at the man, he offered a timid smile. "What's your name?"

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-20 12:24 pm UTC (link)

This man was quite something, the Doctor thought to himself. Even though calling him "man" was stretching the definition: the hands were only the first thing he noticed, and as he walked close he took in the corpse-like face and the strange expression.
His attitude was probably the most amazing thing. Despite looking like something out of a horror movie, he moved and acted as if he was afraid. What of, the Doctor couldn't have said.

He couldn't understand what the monster meant by "not finished" but it didn't matter.
"Nice to meet you," he said, his smile going from one ear to the other. He would have fun with this person, he was sure of that. "I'm the Doctor. You're the one who arrived a few days ago?"

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shear_innocence
2009-05-21 02:45 am UTC (link)

Edward had many reasons to be afraid, especially in a new world where people's first reaction to him was along the lines of "monster". He was a delicate, sharpened Frankenstein with a child's gentle heart in the form of a cookie, so of course that assessment was purely superficial.

Edward watched the man's big smile with curiosity, his own widening automatically as if to mimic it. Edward loved faces and expressions. His own brightened noticeably when he heard the man say who he was. "The Doctor! The scientist!" he said happily, his fingers fluttering the way they did when he got excited. They made rustling, slightly-scraping metallic noises, of metal-on-metal, since they were essentially large sets of shears attached to his forearms and nervous system. "You are very nice! You told me about sex!" he said, unashamed and completely unaware that he was not addressing the same person.

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-22 11:40 am UTC (link)

The false Doctor had to fight an urge to roll his eyes when Edward recalled the earlier conversation in the journals. He had wondered whether the man was just pretending to be naive to put him in difficulty, but now that he saw him in person it was obvious that Edward didn't have any need to pretend. He watched everything with wide eyes, like a child.

"It's nice to meet you in person," he said, shifting back slightly as he saw the shears move. He didn't think Edward would attack him on purpose, but he looked clumsy and the blades were razor-sharp.
"How come you're alone?" he asked feigning concern. The real Doctor would have probably said something along those lines. "There are clones of people walking around the town, it would be dangerous if any of them found you here."

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shear_innocence
2009-05-23 11:06 am UTC (link)

One thing Edward couldn't do was pretend; the made-man was honest to a fault, and sadly, assumed the same of everyone else.

"It's nice to meet you, too!" Edward said, correctly and politely in his soft voice. He remembered how helpful the Doctor had been in helping him understand something he had always wondered about, that had been shrouded in mystery and confusion. "Clones?" Edward asked, looking perplexed; he had no idea what "clones" were, but they sounded frightening. "Really? They could find me?" he squeaked, wide-eyed. "That would be bad! I would not want to meet anything like that... it's a good thing I found you! Thank you for finding me!"

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-28 11:44 am UTC (link)

The clone smirked. Before the day was over there would be at least one person in town that would know him as the "real" Doctor.
"Don't worry, I don't think you're in danger. But there's a clone of myself too," he said with a huge sigh. In front of Edward more than anyone else he couldn't help bringing out his drama queen side.

"He's walking around and telling people that he has a plan to break the glass around this place, but he's just giving them false hopes. So far he hasn't done anything dangerous, but if he asks for your help be careful and don't believe what he says."
This, the Doctor reflected was probably useless to say. The man seemed so simple-minded that he'd probably believe whatever story he was told. After all, if he did believe him without wondering even once if he was the clone...

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shear_innocence
2009-06-01 02:17 am UTC (link)

Poor, gullible, trusting Edward was probably that very person. He adored taking people at face value, seeing no reason for a person to lie about who they were. "OK! If you don't think there's danger, I'm sure there's not!" Edward's pale complexion drained further, however, when he heard that there was a clone of the Doctor somewhere! How terrible!

"I promise! I'll be very careful!" Edward vowed, clearly trembling in his leather boots. "I won't help a bad person, clone, with doing bad things!"

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vc_player_npc
2009-06-01 11:05 am UTC (link)

The Doctor grinned at Edward and leaned forward to give the metallic man a rather awkward pat on the shoulder.
"It's good for you that you met me first instead of the clone," he said, fake honest concern radiating from his face. It had been so easy he almost felt remorse for Edward, but it wasn't as if he'd done anything bad. Not very bad at least.
"Be careful when you go back," the Doctor said. "By the way, where are you sleeping?"

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shear_innocence
2009-06-03 02:48 am UTC (link)

"Sleeping...?" Edward echoed uncertainly. He didn't sleep... even when he'd been in Suburbia, under the care and hospitality of the Boggs family, he had only lain awake at night staring at the ceiling and remembering things with lucid vividness. There was no rest for a man who came into the world the way Edward had.

"Should I find a place to go? I don't sleep... I don't need to..." Edward said, his fingers continuing to flutter. It seemed to be a nervous habit he possessed.

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vc_player_npc
2009-06-05 11:56 am UTC (link)

"Sorry," the Doctor said, looking curiously at Edward. He hadn't considered the possibility of Edward not needing any sleep. He was even unsure whether he would qualify as a man or a robot.

He shrugged. "You don't have to, I suppose," he said. "But don't you have a place to go... uh..."
If you get tired? If you're hungry?
It didn't look as if Edward might need any of those.
"It might be safer if you're not alone," the clone Doctor said. "There's people staying at the gym and the museum."

He didn't even know why he was trying to help Edward. But he was so pathetic, insulting him would be like kicking a puppy. There was no point in picking on such a hopeless person.
"Be careful if you are outside alone," the clone said with a sigh.

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shear_innocence
2009-06-07 02:30 pm UTC (link)

Edward tilted his head, looking perplexed, as the Doctor asked about getting tired or hungry. Edward liked food, but didn't have to eat... and sleeping, to him, was completely unecessary.

"Of course! I am always careful... I have to always be careful," Edward said, looking at his hands. "I don't want to hurt anyone, ever, at all... even though it can be hard, the best I can do is to keep from hurting others!" Not surprisingly, Edward had completely misunderstood the Doctor's clone.

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	vc_player_npc 2009-06-07 05:12 pm UTC (link)
	The clone shrugged. "Very well, then," he said, a shade doubtful. "Just... make sure nobody hurts you either. Goodbye." His farewell was a bit awkward. He couldn't say something like "see you around" when it was obvious to him that he wouldn't be seeing Edward again. It was a pity; he'd liked the man, if only because he hadn't freaked out to him. (Reply to this) (Parent)