Only Machines I Can Trust [2b/??]
anonymous
April 6 2010, 04:38:03 UTC
WHAT WHAT I TOTALLY FAILED. OTL
“... I'm letting you know right now, the only reason I'm part of this horrid situation is because if I refused, then I would be fired, and I can not afford that at all. I do not like you, and I do not like you for reasons that you do not understand. I could sit here all day and explain exactly why I do not like you, but I have to do things, unlike you and that lazy profession you call 'journalism'. I can see by your swagger that you think everything will be fine and we will all be reunited at a point in the future and live in a time of peace; well, let me tell you right now: that is a load of bullshit. Nothing will change; we all will fight the Germans, and if we're lucky, our city will not be damaged in the process. That window of opportunity, however, is practically closed and it will have to take a miracle for someone to open it. So, in conclusion, you can take your justice and idealism and shove right up your arse. Have a wonderful day.”
“.... *sigh; rustle rustle* Day two, time is 10:12 am in London, England. Log number four. Cracking Kirkland might take a little more time than hoped. Hopefully I can get into his head before next century.” Click.
A/N: Second part, despite my fail above about the title. orz Uhmm... Yeah, I'm actually gonna try and get a new part each day, and so far I'm keeping up with it. .A. Im rather proud of myself. |D;
I dunno what to think about this part. tbh, the one part I absolutely adore in this is Arthur's rant to Al, and that imo is like 'asdfghj' and provokes utter fangasms for me. <3 Opinions? .A. Yes, that includes you, lurker anons, wherever you may be. Also, possible historical inaccuracy. But let's pretend that it's all accurate because I don't want to backtrack and edit and whatnot. |D;
Re: Only Machines I Can Trust [2b/??]
anonymous
April 9 2010, 04:15:46 UTC
I send love as well, but I'm a little confused about WHEN this is supposed to be. OTL Are you sticking with the time period from the prompt, or before, or after..?
Arthur's rant was indeed fangasm worthy. Gotta love making crude suggestions and then finishing off with 'Have a wonderful day'. XDD
Oh, my apologies. Yes, I did take up OP's time suggestion, and my bad for lacking a solid reference. orz Those will be available for the next part though! Almost done! :DDb
I just especially love 'Have a wonderful day'. xDD Of Arthur, wry so ass?
Re: Only Machines I Can Trust [2b/??]
anonymous
April 9 2010, 13:18:19 UTC
The author!anon is amazing for taking up this prompt and.. I am really looking forward to seeing how it will end up :'D And... how will Alfred manage to get Artie to warm up to him.
But... there is one thing that Author!anon fails at. Updates. ...didn't you say you'd update everyday? FCK REAL LIFE! IT DOESN'T MATTER WHEN YOU HAVE READERS WAITING FOR NEXT PARTS OF A FILL!
Oh man, Anon flatters Author!Anon. Oh so much. :'DDD
Oh shit I was waiting for someone to notice this. |D; Well, I wasn't able to fuck real life. Two days ago I had a total breakdown for quite a while and it was in general a horrible day, and yesterday I just. Avoided my responsibilities. xDD; I was gonna say this in my new part, which I'm gonna update like, soon, but I might as well say it now. =w= Oh I should add to anyone reading this: I might not be able to update Saturday. My family is have a party and I'm the one who's stuck looking over all the little kids so I may not get time to myself on my laptop.
And yes anon, I get it, I'll finish right now. *drags self back to her Word program*
Only Machines I Can Trust [3a/??]
anonymous
April 9 2010, 20:35:05 UTC
Reasons for why I didn't update these past few days at the end. :U
Click. Day two, 6:27 am in the New York City area, log number five. Attempts at an interview have been, um… Unsuccessful to say the least. I've yet to meet the Director an am approximately three minutes from his office. However, with this hospital and my sense of direction, it might take ten. Probably longer. Until then, I will log back after I eet the Director, hopefully have an interview with him saved. Alfred Jones, out. Click.
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Ah finally. The Directors office. Took long enough; must have been thirty minutes since he made his log. Too long to get from the Doctor's area and to the Director's Office. Well, he probably made the same turn like, eight times but if he did, he didn't know; all the rooms and waiting areas looked too similar, all of them too clean and too... Sterile to look comforting. It creeped Al out far too much.
Knocking on the door, and hearing a voice inside giving his consent to come in, Alfred opened the door and saw the Director. He was a thin man, looking no less than 120 pounds at, what looked like, 49 having a white labcoat as Kirkland had. Apparently, the doctors (or at least the ones Alfred was able to catch) had a thing for white coats. Under it however, was a white shirt tucked into brown work pants. Of course, Alfred was easily able to see this, due to the fact that it was wide open. “You must be the one from America. Please, have a seat.”
“Um, okay sure. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Director; I'd been waiting to speak to you since I first got in London.” Well, I was first aiming to speak to Kirkland and I got it, so I suppose speaking to you is my second-most priority, Alfred thought. But he supposed it didn't really matter, especially after seeing the Director's face light up from that statement.
“Oh, please call me Thomas. And thank you, Mr. Jones; it's a pleasure to know.” The director sounded like he wanted to add something, but stopped himself halfway. Alfred's curiosity peeked in his body but it was shooed away.
“Alfred, please. I actually have a request which I believe would help me in making my article for when I get back to the States.”
“Oh? What is it?”
“I was wondering if it may be possible if you and I could have an interview, mainly about your hospital and what you guys see, and I could record it on my recorder.” Alfred held up his half-beaten voice recorder. The Director shrugged, a small smile on his face.
“By all means, if it may help you write your article.” With a ‘Thank you so much!’, Alfred adjusted the recorder in his hands and pressed the button.
Click. “I am currently in the Director’s office, speaking to the Director of the hospital himself, Mr. Thomas Kinlan. Mr. Kinlan, exactly what does your hospital have about itself? What are some of the more stronger points?”
“*cough cough * Well, our hospital is one of the oldest hospitals in all of London. We currently are understaffed what with our former doctors outside on the battlefield, tending to who who must be tended to immediately, but I suppose that simply means that we are entirely 100% devoted to this war.”
“What about your staff, or the patients you tend to see?”
“Well as of late, we’ve seen quite a few men from the constant Blitz attacks, usually from the port, and I can only hope that these attacks from the Germans do not last that long. As for our staff, as I have said before we are currently understaffed, but we make up our lack of men with our surplus in optimism.”
“What do you mean about the Blitz attacks? Isn’t London being hit as well?”
“No. Right now, it’s only the port of London, and even then little men had reached us. However during the Dunkirk evacuation, when there were more people on staff, quite a lot were sent here to be treated. Even I had to help out. I must admit, the soldiers from Dunkirk had been ruined quite badly. Many were missing body parts, were horribly burnt and/or would probably have been better left for dead.”
“That sounds horrible. How long did it take to get everyone attended to and accounted for?”
Only Machines I Can Trust [3b/??]
anonymous
April 9 2010, 20:37:10 UTC
“The entire day. Since I had first worked here as a doctor’s apprentice, I had never seen that many people here at a time. It was truly amazing. All I hope to be honest is that with the Blitz attacks, we won't have to experience that anymore first-hand.”
“Mmm… How long has your hospital been active?”
“Ooh, now that's a hard one. Ummm... Probably a little over 20 years? Give or take a few? If you're asking how old this hospital is, that I cannot answer.”
“Hmm.. Well, I believe that's all I need Mr. Kinlan, thank you.” Click
“Oh you're welcome.” Thomas had smiled, after the recorded interview had been ended. The Director was smiling quite brightly, in contrast to before during the interview, when he sat calmly, answering the questions without a hitch, almost like he practiced saying it.
“Now, Thomas, if I may ask of a personal, nonexistent request from you...” Alfred had (somewhat) smoothly slipped the secrecy card to the Director, who immediately caught on with his furrowed brow and perplexed emotion, his face being the one who spilled it. “I want to know if it's possible if may switch my interview client, Arthur Kirkland, to someone else. Kirkland is just... A little too rough for me.” The sigh alarmed Alfred.
“Well, again, our hospital is understaffed. I don't know if I can be able to give you a new Doctor to interview who consents. Kirkland... He may seem sour, but you really just need to crack him and... You'll get what you want, and some more.” The Director went from cheered to serious at the drop of a dime. Alfred was a little intimidated by it, but also a little confused at the late part. What did he mean by 'and some more'? And what of that pause? Alfred opened his mouth to ask what the Director meant, but the beepbeepbeep beepbeepbeep beepbeepbeep of a pager rang through the room.
“Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Jones but I need to go; I'm needed for something urgent. I'll hopefully see you soon!” was all he said before Alfred was left in the Director's office, confused beyond his mind as he did what he could do in this situation.
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Click. 8:02 am in New York City, log number six. I'm now starting to suspect there's something going on with Kirkland. I might just stick with him; see what I'll get with it. Hopefully it'll help my article.” Click.
A/N: Okei. Fifty dollars you're all wondering why I haven't updated in x days. Well, if you look above, before the first part, my explanation's there, but because I'm nice, I'll cut and paste re-explain here.
Two days ago I had a total emotional meltdown and it overall was my bipolar day. Yeah was not fun. About yesterday, I just. Avoided my responsibilities. xDD; Sorry. I also should add this: I might not be able to update Saturday. My family is have a party and I'm the one who's stuck looking over all the little kids so I may not get time to myself on my laptop. I might be able to get on and update, but I dunno yet. :U
S'yeah. Real life came by and ripped me apart. Oh and also if the writing style at the end seems different from the beginning, that's cause I started rereading Atonement by Ian McEwan (which I'm using to help me for the next part) and his writing style is rubbing off on me, which I think is a good thing because. McEwan is simply amazing. Like srsly. Read Atonement then watch the movie. NAO. AUTHOR!ANON DEMANDS IT. D:
Re: Only Machines I Can Trust [3b/??]
anonymous
April 10 2010, 04:27:27 UTC
...I didn't even notice you'd missed day(s) updating. Found this yesterday. OTL
I adore this too pieces. And thanks for telling me above what the time period was. ^.^ I will do my best to get my mitts on that book. *determined face*
I'm absolutely loving what you're doing with this. I love Alfred's explanation of Arthur being "a little too rough" when trying to switch clients. Totally an Alfred thing to say, I think, given the interaction between the two.
And please feel better! I can relate to the emotional issues. Don't pressure yourself into deadlines - take your time! No need to rush. What you have so far is brilliant. c:
Oh no, I'm better. I'm still a little disappointed in myself, but as my older sister had said 'At least you're fucking up for free' because she had fucked up in college like three times, and had to pay all three times so yeah. xD My family has a colorful past. Let's just keep it at that.
O-Oh really? You really think it's brilliant? ;u; I'M SO RELIEVED. I was stuck on this part too, especially the interview because I felt that it was too short but I didn't know what else to add so I was like 'AUUUGH' and whatnot. The next part'll be awesome, I can tell you that. :D
Re: Only Machines I Can Trust [3b/??]
anonymous
April 12 2010, 19:30:23 UTC
Hello! It's the anon who told you to go and fuck RL
I'm torn. On one hand I feel really guilty for having been pushing you when you were having a hard time on the other... /fuck this, author!anon added a new part. be happy./ Yeah ^^ But seriously, this story is getting more delicious and... I can't wait for more interaction between our sweet boys ^^ *yes, I just called Artie sweet.* Oh...Atonement? I shall! *anon knows very well how lit/movies totally affect the fics >.>*
/recaptcha: reusing at. What are we reusing captcha?
Ahahaha, don't feel sorryy~ Infact, you and the other anon were the ones that really pushed me to actually update the fic, so I should be thanking you. :D
Kesesesesesesesese... (* ω*) Ohohoho, it'll get very delicious... Trust me... *'kolkol's and 'kesese's in the background*
Now if you excuse me, I have to finish writing this part, which is when the real shit goes down! Author anon out.
“... I'm letting you know right now, the only reason I'm part of this horrid situation is because if I refused, then I would be fired, and I can not afford that at all. I do not like you, and I do not like you for reasons that you do not understand. I could sit here all day and explain exactly why I do not like you, but I have to do things, unlike you and that lazy profession you call 'journalism'. I can see by your swagger that you think everything will be fine and we will all be reunited at a point in the future and live in a time of peace; well, let me tell you right now: that is a load of bullshit. Nothing will change; we all will fight the Germans, and if we're lucky, our city will not be damaged in the process. That window of opportunity, however, is practically closed and it will have to take a miracle for someone to open it. So, in conclusion, you can take your justice and idealism and shove right up your arse. Have a wonderful day.”
“.... *sigh; rustle rustle* Day two, time is 10:12 am in London, England. Log number four. Cracking Kirkland might take a little more time than hoped. Hopefully I can get into his head before next century.” Click.
A/N: Second part, despite my fail above about the title. orz
Uhmm... Yeah, I'm actually gonna try and get a new part each day, and so far I'm keeping up with it. .A. Im rather proud of myself. |D;
I dunno what to think about this part. tbh, the one part I absolutely adore in this is Arthur's rant to Al, and that imo is like 'asdfghj' and provokes utter fangasms for me. <3
Opinions? .A. Yes, that includes you, lurker anons, wherever you may be.
Also, possible historical inaccuracy. But let's pretend that it's all accurate because I don't want to backtrack and edit and whatnot. |D;
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So she'd just like to say she loves it and wants more like burning!!!
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Update one part everyday. It gives me another reason to refresh this. And of course the first reason is that the story is awesome XD
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Arthur's rant was indeed fangasm worthy. Gotta love making crude suggestions and then finishing off with 'Have a wonderful day'. XDD
Also, Captcha is a genious. 'quaint that' LOL
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Those will be available for the next part though! Almost done! :DDb
I just especially love 'Have a wonderful day'. xDD Of Arthur, wry so ass?
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But... there is one thing that Author!anon fails at.
Updates.
...didn't you say you'd update everyday? FCK REAL LIFE! IT DOESN'T MATTER WHEN YOU HAVE READERS WAITING FOR NEXT PARTS OF A FILL!
...Made my point, haven't I? xD
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Oh shit I was waiting for someone to notice this. |D;
Well, I wasn't able to fuck real life. Two days ago I had a total breakdown for quite a while and it was in general a horrible day, and yesterday I just. Avoided my responsibilities. xDD; I was gonna say this in my new part, which I'm gonna update like, soon, but I might as well say it now. =w=
Oh I should add to anyone reading this: I might not be able to update Saturday. My family is have a party and I'm the one who's stuck looking over all the little kids so I may not get time to myself on my laptop.
And yes anon, I get it, I'll finish right now. *drags self back to her Word program*
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Click. Day two, 6:27 am in the New York City area, log number five. Attempts at an interview have been, um… Unsuccessful to say the least. I've yet to meet the Director an am approximately three minutes from his office. However, with this hospital and my sense of direction, it might take ten. Probably longer. Until then, I will log back after I eet the Director, hopefully have an interview with him saved. Alfred Jones, out. Click.
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Ah finally. The Directors office. Took long enough; must have been thirty minutes since he made his log. Too long to get from the Doctor's area and to the Director's Office. Well, he probably made the same turn like, eight times but if he did, he didn't know; all the rooms and waiting areas looked too similar, all of them too clean and too... Sterile to look comforting. It creeped Al out far too much.
Knocking on the door, and hearing a voice inside giving his consent to come in, Alfred opened the door and saw the Director. He was a thin man, looking no less than 120 pounds at, what looked like, 49 having a white labcoat as Kirkland had. Apparently, the doctors (or at least the ones Alfred was able to catch) had a thing for white coats. Under it however, was a white shirt tucked into brown work pants. Of course, Alfred was easily able to see this, due to the fact that it was wide open. “You must be the one from America. Please, have a seat.”
“Um, okay sure. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Director; I'd been waiting to speak to you since I first got in London.” Well, I was first aiming to speak to Kirkland and I got it, so I suppose speaking to you is my second-most priority, Alfred thought. But he supposed it didn't really matter, especially after seeing the Director's face light up from that statement.
“Oh, please call me Thomas. And thank you, Mr. Jones; it's a pleasure to know.” The director sounded like he wanted to add something, but stopped himself halfway. Alfred's curiosity peeked in his body but it was shooed away.
“Alfred, please. I actually have a request which I believe would help me in making my article for when I get back to the States.”
“Oh? What is it?”
“I was wondering if it may be possible if you and I could have an interview, mainly about your hospital and what you guys see, and I could record it on my recorder.” Alfred held up his half-beaten voice recorder. The Director shrugged, a small smile on his face.
“By all means, if it may help you write your article.” With a ‘Thank you so much!’, Alfred adjusted the recorder in his hands and pressed the button.
Click. “I am currently in the Director’s office, speaking to the Director of the hospital himself, Mr. Thomas Kinlan. Mr. Kinlan, exactly what does your hospital have about itself? What are some of the more stronger points?”
“*cough cough * Well, our hospital is one of the oldest hospitals in all of London. We currently are understaffed what with our former doctors outside on the battlefield, tending to who who must be tended to immediately, but I suppose that simply means that we are entirely 100% devoted to this war.”
“What about your staff, or the patients you tend to see?”
“Well as of late, we’ve seen quite a few men from the constant Blitz attacks, usually from the port, and I can only hope that these attacks from the Germans do not last that long. As for our staff, as I have said before we are currently understaffed, but we make up our lack of men with our surplus in optimism.”
“What do you mean about the Blitz attacks? Isn’t London being hit as well?”
“No. Right now, it’s only the port of London, and even then little men had reached us. However during the Dunkirk evacuation, when there were more people on staff, quite a lot were sent here to be treated. Even I had to help out. I must admit, the soldiers from Dunkirk had been ruined quite badly. Many were missing body parts, were horribly burnt and/or would probably have been better left for dead.”
“That sounds horrible. How long did it take to get everyone attended to and accounted for?”
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“Mmm… How long has your hospital been active?”
“Ooh, now that's a hard one. Ummm... Probably a little over 20 years? Give or take a few? If you're asking how old this hospital is, that I cannot answer.”
“Hmm.. Well, I believe that's all I need Mr. Kinlan, thank you.” Click
“Oh you're welcome.” Thomas had smiled, after the recorded interview had been ended. The Director was smiling quite brightly, in contrast to before during the interview, when he sat calmly, answering the questions without a hitch, almost like he practiced saying it.
“Now, Thomas, if I may ask of a personal, nonexistent request from you...” Alfred had (somewhat) smoothly slipped the secrecy card to the Director, who immediately caught on with his furrowed brow and perplexed emotion, his face being the one who spilled it. “I want to know if it's possible if may switch my interview client, Arthur Kirkland, to someone else. Kirkland is just... A little too rough for me.” The sigh alarmed Alfred.
“Well, again, our hospital is understaffed. I don't know if I can be able to give you a new Doctor to interview who consents. Kirkland... He may seem sour, but you really just need to crack him and... You'll get what you want, and some more.” The Director went from cheered to serious at the drop of a dime. Alfred was a little intimidated by it, but also a little confused at the late part. What did he mean by 'and some more'? And what of that pause? Alfred opened his mouth to ask what the Director meant, but the beepbeepbeep beepbeepbeep beepbeepbeep of a pager rang through the room.
“Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Jones but I need to go; I'm needed for something urgent. I'll hopefully see you soon!” was all he said before Alfred was left in the Director's office, confused beyond his mind as he did what he could do in this situation.
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Click. 8:02 am in New York City, log number six. I'm now starting to suspect there's something going on with Kirkland. I might just stick with him; see what I'll get with it. Hopefully it'll help my article.” Click.
A/N: Okei. Fifty dollars you're all wondering why I haven't updated in x days. Well, if you look above, before the first part, my explanation's there, but because I'm nice, I'll cut and paste re-explain here.
Two days ago I had a total emotional meltdown and it overall was my bipolar day. Yeah was not fun. About yesterday, I just. Avoided my responsibilities. xDD; Sorry.
I also should add this: I might not be able to update Saturday. My family is have a party and I'm the one who's stuck looking over all the little kids so I may not get time to myself on my laptop. I might be able to get on and update, but I dunno yet. :U
S'yeah. Real life came by and ripped me apart. Oh and also if the writing style at the end seems different from the beginning, that's cause I started rereading Atonement by Ian McEwan (which I'm using to help me for the next part) and his writing style is rubbing off on me, which I think is a good thing because. McEwan is simply amazing. Like srsly. Read Atonement then watch the movie. NAO. AUTHOR!ANON DEMANDS IT. D:
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Con someone give this to the mods so they'll delete it? |D;
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I adore this too pieces. And thanks for telling me above what the time period was. ^.^
I will do my best to get my mitts on that book. *determined face*
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And please feel better! I can relate to the emotional issues. Don't pressure yourself into deadlines - take your time! No need to rush. What you have so far is brilliant. c:
Looking forward to reading more!
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Oh no, I'm better. I'm still a little disappointed in myself, but as my older sister had said 'At least you're fucking up for free' because she had fucked up in college like three times, and had to pay all three times so yeah. xD
My family has a colorful past. Let's just keep it at that.
O-Oh really? You really think it's brilliant? ;u; I'M SO RELIEVED. I was stuck on this part too, especially the interview because I felt that it was too short but I didn't know what else to add so I was like 'AUUUGH' and whatnot. The next part'll be awesome, I can tell you that. :D
in short:
THANK YOU. :D
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I'm torn. On one hand I feel really guilty for having been pushing you when you were having a hard time on the other... /fuck this, author!anon added a new part. be happy./
Yeah ^^
But seriously, this story is getting more delicious and... I can't wait for more interaction between our sweet boys ^^ *yes, I just called Artie sweet.*
Oh...Atonement? I shall! *anon knows very well how lit/movies totally affect the fics >.>*
/recaptcha: reusing at. What are we reusing captcha?
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Kesesesesesesesese... (* ω*) Ohohoho, it'll get very delicious... Trust me... *'kolkol's and 'kesese's in the background*
Now if you excuse me, I have to finish writing this part, which is when the real shit goes down! Author anon out.
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Humans don't tease poor little fangirls like that and then not post anything for a whoooole day D:
PS: catpcha's talking about 'squeezing' . Captcha's one dirty fangirl.
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