sixty-three. [video]
[A camera clicks on, and everything is cast in a weird shade of blue. Shadows, mostly, which makes it hard to determine what the room actually is. A row of TV monitors can be seen, glowing brightly with different scenes. If you look closely enough, you can see the kitchen, the main entrance, and even down your hallway.
A more concentrated glow can be seen in the far left corner, over a desk. A thin fog can be seen, particles in the air. What's perhaps even more bizarre, is that there's a weird looking boxy looking creature, almost resembling a robot cast in white and blue, moving awkwardly.
What's even more strange is the sound of sawing. Rhythmic, repetitive. There are planks of wood around, stacked in neat piles that would put any OCDer to shame, and light illuminating a reptile tank on the other side of where the camera can see.
The 'robot' voice breaks up the monotony of the sawing to sing. His voice sounds like it's coming through plastic due to the 'helmet', but you can still hear that familiar, nasally voice you've come to know and love.]
Ah~ with just one brushstroke,
You can see all of the wonderful world
Where beef and dreams are supersized!
Ame~ri-
[The wood falls to the ground, clatters loudly against the other pieces there, and the singing cuts off. Silence for a few seconds, before he chuckles.] Ahh, almost done! Shouldn't be much longer now! [He bends down, picks up the pile, and adds it to one of the stacks, glancing at them. Counting them. Judging them.]
They'll understand, they all will, as I am doing this to save them all! It's not just me. Everyone is at risk. But.. it's too late for some of them. Some of them... can't handle the pressure. Some.. too far gone to be saved, but their loss will save thousands more. [His tone brightens.] Isn't that right, Caroline?
[No answer. It can be assumed that the other glow in the room is where his rabbit's being kept. Silence drags on as the figure shuffles across the room, picks up wood. A loud clattering noise is heard, as the wood is dropped to the ground. One piece is picked up, and the sawing continues.]
When America is at his worst, he is still far above all the other nations of the world! Nobody else can ever compare, ever know, what it's like to be as great- [Sawing.] or as forgiving- [Sawsawsaw.] Or as tolerant- [Sawsawclatter. Pause.]
...as me! Accomplishing so much, in such a short time, and to have something so stupid and insignificant threaten to take that all away.. That's un~accept~able!
...Jealousy is so unforgiving, anyway. Let he among us without sin~..
[He chuckles again, and.. stops. Slowly, he approaches, stopping when he's close enough to peer in at the camera. Yes, he's wearing a hazmat suit, and he's looking through the helmet. His eyes are narrowed behind his glasses, though suddenly.. he grins. And it's considerably off from how he usually looks, but that really depends on how perceptive you are. It's almost like he's forcing the expression. All work and no play...]
Good morning, Wonderland~! It is me, your hero, America! I do apologize if you've noticed that you cannot leave your rooms, but I must take drastic measures! You see... it's currently unsafe for you to wander the halls! Something evil lurks among us, unseen by the naked eye.
[He leans in closer and taps the side of his helmet, and the way the lights and shadows shift, it makes his smile appear all the more twisted.]
...but.. I can. I can see it, and it's everywhere. But I have good news for you all! I, as your hero, will save you all! [He pulls back a bit, chuckles, and salutes.]
Consider this a mansion-wide pandemic, and I'm calling for a total lock down!
[He waggles his finger, and the smile fades, becoming more of a knowing smirk.] I will not handle any threats to national security! Most of you are already carriers, and if you are wandering the hallways I can only assume that the virus has taken hold of you, and turned you into a carrier bent on killing everyone with your disease! Besides, I can't afford to get sick! Not now! Not when I have to keep you all safe!
And besides, I haven't finished making the vaccines yet! You'll only be able to wander around once you're vaccinated! No more of my citizens are allowed to become infected! You hear that?! No more!
[His voice raises and.. nothing. Seriously. Nothing is answering him. And he steps back, looks thoughtfully at the camera, eyes wide and lips pressed together in a thin line. His voice is almost entirely deadpan when he speaks again, nearly devoid of everything that makes America's voice unique.]
You don't know what you're dealing with.. None of you do. Consider this is your first and only warning. I would hate to have to repeat myself.
[He pulls out a hand gun, make hard to determine due to the dim light in the room, and shoots at the camera. The feed goes dead.]
[ooc: Okay, this is the start of this, but.. pretend this is posted at like.. 9 in the morning, and your character could have possibly been hearing banging noises since 3am. By 9am, everyone's rooms will have boards on them, and the main entrances/windows/etc to the mansion will be boarded shut. Let the fun begin~]
A more concentrated glow can be seen in the far left corner, over a desk. A thin fog can be seen, particles in the air. What's perhaps even more bizarre, is that there's a weird looking boxy looking creature, almost resembling a robot cast in white and blue, moving awkwardly.
What's even more strange is the sound of sawing. Rhythmic, repetitive. There are planks of wood around, stacked in neat piles that would put any OCDer to shame, and light illuminating a reptile tank on the other side of where the camera can see.
The 'robot' voice breaks up the monotony of the sawing to sing. His voice sounds like it's coming through plastic due to the 'helmet', but you can still hear that familiar, nasally voice you've come to know and love.]
Ah~ with just one brushstroke,
You can see all of the wonderful world
Where beef and dreams are supersized!
Ame~ri-
[The wood falls to the ground, clatters loudly against the other pieces there, and the singing cuts off. Silence for a few seconds, before he chuckles.] Ahh, almost done! Shouldn't be much longer now! [He bends down, picks up the pile, and adds it to one of the stacks, glancing at them. Counting them. Judging them.]
They'll understand, they all will, as I am doing this to save them all! It's not just me. Everyone is at risk. But.. it's too late for some of them. Some of them... can't handle the pressure. Some.. too far gone to be saved, but their loss will save thousands more. [His tone brightens.] Isn't that right, Caroline?
[No answer. It can be assumed that the other glow in the room is where his rabbit's being kept. Silence drags on as the figure shuffles across the room, picks up wood. A loud clattering noise is heard, as the wood is dropped to the ground. One piece is picked up, and the sawing continues.]
When America is at his worst, he is still far above all the other nations of the world! Nobody else can ever compare, ever know, what it's like to be as great- [Sawing.] or as forgiving- [Sawsawsaw.] Or as tolerant- [Sawsawclatter. Pause.]
...as me! Accomplishing so much, in such a short time, and to have something so stupid and insignificant threaten to take that all away.. That's un~accept~able!
...Jealousy is so unforgiving, anyway. Let he among us without sin~..
[He chuckles again, and.. stops. Slowly, he approaches, stopping when he's close enough to peer in at the camera. Yes, he's wearing a hazmat suit, and he's looking through the helmet. His eyes are narrowed behind his glasses, though suddenly.. he grins. And it's considerably off from how he usually looks, but that really depends on how perceptive you are. It's almost like he's forcing the expression. All work and no play...]
Good morning, Wonderland~! It is me, your hero, America! I do apologize if you've noticed that you cannot leave your rooms, but I must take drastic measures! You see... it's currently unsafe for you to wander the halls! Something evil lurks among us, unseen by the naked eye.
[He leans in closer and taps the side of his helmet, and the way the lights and shadows shift, it makes his smile appear all the more twisted.]
...but.. I can. I can see it, and it's everywhere. But I have good news for you all! I, as your hero, will save you all! [He pulls back a bit, chuckles, and salutes.]
Consider this a mansion-wide pandemic, and I'm calling for a total lock down!
[He waggles his finger, and the smile fades, becoming more of a knowing smirk.] I will not handle any threats to national security! Most of you are already carriers, and if you are wandering the hallways I can only assume that the virus has taken hold of you, and turned you into a carrier bent on killing everyone with your disease! Besides, I can't afford to get sick! Not now! Not when I have to keep you all safe!
And besides, I haven't finished making the vaccines yet! You'll only be able to wander around once you're vaccinated! No more of my citizens are allowed to become infected! You hear that?! No more!
[His voice raises and.. nothing. Seriously. Nothing is answering him. And he steps back, looks thoughtfully at the camera, eyes wide and lips pressed together in a thin line. His voice is almost entirely deadpan when he speaks again, nearly devoid of everything that makes America's voice unique.]
You don't know what you're dealing with.. None of you do. Consider this is your first and only warning. I would hate to have to repeat myself.
[He pulls out a hand gun, make hard to determine due to the dim light in the room, and shoots at the camera. The feed goes dead.]
[ooc: Okay, this is the start of this, but.. pretend this is posted at like.. 9 in the morning, and your character could have possibly been hearing banging noises since 3am. By 9am, everyone's rooms will have boards on them, and the main entrances/windows/etc to the mansion will be boarded shut. Let the fun begin~]