IT'S THAT VERY SPECIAL TIME AGAIN.

[goodburger]

Time for.......


THE GODDAMN TEST DRIVE MEME

1. COMMENT WITH A JOURNAL OF A CHARACTER YOU'VE THOUGHT OF APPING/WOULD LIKE TO APP AS THOUGH THEY'RE ALREADY IN C&C
2. TAG AROUND WITH NEW JOURNALS OR OLD!
3. APP THEM ALL NOW!
4. IT IS PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU TO BE LATE SO DON'T YOU EVEN GO THERE
5. LINK THIS POST TO ATP ADS YOU POST LATER
6. THIS TEXT HAS BEEN RECYCLED AT LEAST 25 TIMES
7. HAVE SOME FUCKING FUN

Comments

[slightlyoffchilt]

About me? About -- you -- [And a beat, as the weight of Gideon's words hit him. The meaning.]

Ah.

[He glances to the side, as if bored by Gideon. He keeps peripheral sight on the man.]

Why wouldn't the Chesapeake Ripper be dangerous?

[enabeled]

I'm sure the Chesapeake Ripper would be very dangerous indeed. But as we both know, Frederick, that has nothing to do with me.

[ He gives Chilton a wry smile. ]

All to do with you, though. Well. Partially.

[slightlyoffchilt]

You're still convinced by this paranoid delusion of yours? That I somehow psychically suggested, misattributed, and thus propelled you to some identity crisis?

Please, Gideon. As if I don't have better things to do with my time.

[enabeled]

Oh, yes. Entirely convinced. It makes perfect sense. Deny it all you like but that doesn't change the truth of the matter.

Not to hold a grudge, but I haven't exactly forgiven you.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Forgiven me? For what? Helping you?

Really now.

[enabeled]

Helping me. No. For manipulating me. I really insist that you stop playing coy.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Do you? Is that a fact?

[He leers, moving closer (however inadvisable) and letting his voice drop.]

Or else what?

[enabeled]

Or else I'll have to motivate you.

Sounds fun, don't you think?

[slightlyoffchilt]

And what right do you think you have, to make threats to me? [It's a deadly low whisper now.] What's gotten into you, doctor?

[enabeled]

[ Gideon strides closer, so they're nearly a foot apart. ]

You. In here. [ He touches his temple. ] Therefore, I think I have every right to return the favor. One way or the other.

[slightlyoffchilt]

[Unwilling to find himself intimidated, Chilton smirks thinly in return.]

You're insane, Abel. I just want to help you.

[enabeled]

That generosity will be your downfall, Frederick. Because I just want to hurt you.

[slightlyoffchilt]

That's just your disease talking. Your sick, twisted, malformed, psychopathic disease.

[enabeled]

It's me talking.

[ Some anger finally touches his tone. ]

I won't let you take even that from me.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I haven't taken anything from you, Abel. I've given you something, rather.

[enabeled]

Something that wasn't mine. Nor was it yours to give. Unless it was -- wouldn't that be ironic. But, no... you really have more the look of a murder victim than a murderer.

[slightlyoffchilt]

What do you mean by that exactly?

[enabeled]

Exactly what it sounds like.

You're an ideal candidate for dissection.

[slightlyoffchilt]

How dare you throw such disgusting threats at me! Regardless of our current location, I am still in charge of you!

[enabeled]

We both have nowhere else to go, Frederick. No fancy cells keeping us apart anymore.

[slightlyoffchilt]

It's Doctor Chilton, Gideon. Not Frederick, not from you.

[enabeled]

'Doctor' Gideon to you, if you want to get technical. But we're far past formalities.

It isn't a threat. It's a promise. Justice, if you will.

[slightlyoffchilt]

You wouldn't know the first thing about justice, and that's why this whole matter is a farce. Shall I remind you of all those people you killed, doctor?

[enabeled]

My family, yes. I do remember that one quite vividly. As for the others... not guilty.

Sorry to disappoint you. But not all that sorry.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Now who's playing coy? No matter what you say, no matter what you think, there's this little undeniable fact you really cannot escape: while you're here in this strange land, I am the only tether to your real persona.