Night 50: Entry Room

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[From here.]As he entered, Castiel confirmed that this room, unlike the one he'd checked before, was empty. That was preferable; the less people he needed to deal with, the faster he could find what he was looking for. What the room had instead was a plethora of doors. The one to the right most likely led into the room he'd previously checked, but

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[piggy_king]

"Oh, but killing people only to bring them back to life to enslave them is such a waste!" Porky said in mock horror, "I only resurrect people if I'm going to physically augment their body with robotic limbs and whatnot. There's nothing more satisfying than killing off a few members of a village, making them my robot slaves, and then commanding them to kill off their horrified family members! Such is the power..." Porky made a fist with his free hand and thrust it out menacingly as he shouted, "Of science! You can keep your black magic! I'll take the reliability and durable power of circuits and fuses any day!"

Porky held his pose for a few more seconds before realizing how stupid he probably looked. He awkwardly lowered his raised arm to his side and looked around to make sure no one besides LeChuck had seen his outburst. After getting over the embarrassment that often followed Porky's exclamations, he couldn't help but smile. Just as he had thought, LeChuck seemed like a younger, pirate-themed version of himself! Evil, conniving, and with a thin veneer of politeness covering his rotten core...Porky was looking forward to working with him, to say the least.

"Well, I suppose it's always good to have a man on the inside, as it were," Porky said, stroking his chin thoughtfully, "So you'll keep tabs on his plans and I do the actual dirty work maybe? That seems like the most logical plan. As for what we'll do to him...I set his room on fire a few nights ago. Do you wanna step it up or tone it down to lull him into a false sense of security?"

[voodooanonymous]

LeChuck rolled his eyes at the boy's outburst, not so much because of his demeanor, but LeChuck hadn't been impressed by what he'd seen of DeSinge's "science" - hijacking his own voodoo to create an elixir of immortality, and rigging the Vacaylian wind machine that lead to his destruction.

Still, setting the argument aside, he had to think for a moment before answering. "Have ye met his companions, Morgan LeFlay and Elaine Marley? They arrived yesterday with me, and may have already secured weapons from another patient. I think it'd be useful te find out where their rooms are, before attacking the lot o' them." He'd seen the note after his unintended nap, long after he could have requested a weapon for himself. But he noted Elaine and Morgan secured spots on the 'toymaker's list, and it wouldn't do to be outnumbered and out-equipped.

He grinned, his intention hopefully clear. "But they'd never trust me that much... so if ye haven't met them, how is yer acting?"

[piggy_king]

"No, I can't say that I've heard of them..." Porky said, slightly disheartened by the prospect that Guybrush's allies may outnumber Porky and LeChuck's, "Do you have any idea what kind of weapons they're using? I mean, something like a sword or a cutlass doesn't seem like it'd be too hard to handle with a torch and a can of aerosol. I'd love to see the looks on their faces as I fry them from twenty feet away! By the way, what do you have in the 'weapons' category? I see you've got a wooden pole there, but..."

Porky couldn't help but snicker. LeChuck may be strong, but if all he had was a wooden pole, he may as well throw in the towel right now. "You may want to try and find something more useful than that. I have some stuff back at my room, but it's mainly chemicals and stuff. Y'Know, like throwing a handful of bleach into someone's eyes or something like that. Dirty tricks. Lemme know if you wanna borrow some of it, 'kay?"

"As for acting..." Porky began, a mischievous grin on his face, "When I was 12, I was chosen to be the mayor's aide in the largest city on the continent, and trust me when I say that it wasn't because of my political experience. I'll try and find out as much as I can about those two tomorrow."

[voodooanonymous]

LeChuck nodded approvingly. He preferred to rely on his own power (even if it was currently limited to that of a mere mortal, as much as he'd hate to admit it), but it sounded like the kid had the resourcefulness to make up for his size. Of course, all that collecting items and combining them into torches or weapons had never really appealed to LeChuck - he'd rather watch Guybrush do his thing, and then steal the result - but he could respect what he was quickly recognizing as a running theme of fire in Porky's handiwork.

It sounded like he was confident in his ability to trick the girls, as well, where LeChuck had already used up that opportunity. "Aye, good, good. Now, Morgan's got short black hair, and an air o' young impetuousness about 'er. And Elaine... ah Elaine." He couldn't help but close his eyes an reminisce as he described his beloved. "She has flowing, chestnut hair. She be slender, but supple, and surprisingly strong. She has a fiery spirit, and a sharp wit and intelligence." He opened one eye and realized he'd lost himself in thinking about Elaine, and quickly coughed and cleared his throat. "And Elaine is not te be harmed, y'hear?" He didn't think Porky would try anything in particular, but he was sure to be clear that he meant business. Not that he hadn't tried to kill Elaine himself, but here and now, without his voodoo resources, he couldn't risk her soul passing on without a chance to revive her.

[piggy_king]

"Alright, Morgan has short black hair and she's a bitch. Got it." Porky said, closing his eyes and committing the description to memory, which wasn't very hard, admittedly. It was such a short description, after all. It would probably be enough, though, considering Porky could narrow his search to include only pirate-y looking individuals. No matter how big the institute was, there had to be a limit on how many bitchy, black-haired, female pirates there were.

When LeChuck started describing Elaine, however, Porky opened one eye, only to see that LeChuck had closed his. Huh. It sounded like LeChuck had a little crush on this "Elaine" character. With a sigh, Porky shook his head after LeChuck had finished. "LeChuck, are you sure you want to go through with this?" Porky asked, a slight frown on his face, "In my experience, it's never a good idea to mix business with pleasure. If you want to get even with Guybrush, and Elaine is on his side, well...the answer's obvious, isn't it? You have to go all out, no matter what the cost."

Porky couldn't help but think about Ness. All the old wounds that had been festering for so long suddenly began to open up. "You have to realize that she's in the way." Porky growled, his voice suddenly tinged with anger, "She'll never care about you. She's hurt you so many times! You've given her so many chances, but she's cast them away with no regards for your feelings whatsoever! If she had only realized how selfish she had been, then you could have been happy, but no!"

Porky stood there for a moment, sucking air in through gritted teeth and blowing it out of flared nostrils. Suddenly, he snapped back to his senses.

"I..." Porky began, a little embarrassed and trying to regain his composure, "I'll...focus on Morgan for now. I think...I'd better lay off dealing with Elaine for the time being."

[voodooanonymous]

It was not the first time LeChuck had been told his quest for love was futile - as often by Elaine as anyone else - but it was still irritating to be berrated by his new partner, who obviously had his own problems.

It was obvious that Porky wasn't what he appeared, and the statement 'When I was twelve...' hadn't gone unnoticed, but still, LeChuck couldn't help retaliating, "Listen here, boy. Me plans fer Elaine are me own business. I've been chasing her fer years, and I ain't about to stop now. I'll tear the seas apart to get her, I'll slaughter her loved ones until her spirit breaks, I'll bend the very nature of this world and the next to my will to make her love me. And I have done all of these things, and had her at my side before Guybrush Threepwood came crawling back to take her from me again! So do not tell me how to conduct my business with Elaine Marley!"

Now, it was LeChuck's turn to be short of breath. But just as suddenly as his transition from polite to pirate, he added, sounding hopeful and smiling innocently, "...although if ye could find her room number, I'd be mighty grateful."

[piggy_king]

Porky was slightly taken aback by LeChuck's outburst. At first, it sounded as if LeChuck was just another infatuated loser, still clinging to some small shred of hope that one day his unrequited love would be returned. Then he had mentioned slaughtering friends and family until Elaine went mad and, unless Porky had heard incorrectly, manipulating the afterlife to ensure her loyalty. It almost brought a tear to his eye, LeChuck's devotion.

"LeChuck..." Porky said, clapping a hand on the pirate's shoulder as he smiled, "Forgive me. I didn't know how strongly you felt about Elaine. Rest assured that I'll do everything in my power to push her into your arms, whether that means killing or seriously maiming Guybrush, Morgan, or whomever she cares about. I'll definitely keep an eye out for her room number, too."

"One thing, though..." Porky said, a glint of malice flashing in his eye for a moment, "Never call me boy again."

[voodooanonymous]

Reassured, LeChuck nodded and put a large hand on Porky's shoulder in turn. "Aye, o' course, mate. I can see we understand each-other. And as fer the weapons, don't ye worry." He grinned malevolently as he continued, "I prefer weapons that use me own strength, if not me fists. But I should say a sword or a cutlass would be better than than a wooden pole, eh? Yaaarrr ha-har, HAHAHAR!" Finally, he burst into loud, raucous laughter. He might still be alive, but he'd found a partner that understood him, and things were finally looking up again!