#recording.

200810 arirang radio

200113 cheeky showcase

[Via: security_cam_1b.]

[A large rabbit animatronic, Bonnie, stands in the center, staring into the camera. Someone in a hoodie sneaks up behind it, as they get closer, it’s revealed to be Edgar, he smacks Bonnie on the shoulder.]

Edgar: TAG!

[He then sprints forward, stepping up onto a chair and lunging over a table, then ducking into a roll, he slows for a second, likely surprised that he pulled any of that off. Before he continues moving, laughing his ass off as he runs out of frame. Bonnie is quick to give chase, mechanical footsteps accompanying its movements.]

[The walls of an old, run down shack blur together as someone fumbles with the camera. After a few seconds, they finally turn it towards their face, revealing Ophelia, smiling, her cheeks hole-filled and rotted. Some parts of her jaw and teeth are visible through a few. The visible bones are yellow, and her eyes don’t look quite right, but it’s Ophelia all the same.]

O: Okay, I think I have this set up correctly? Maybe? In all honesty I just wanted to play with the camera.

[A laugh can be heard off to the side, Ophelia’s head snaps in its direction.]

O: What? Can’t a girl take a video without being ridiculed? Shame on you, Cassius.

[Whatever Cassius says in reply is drowned out by Ophelia nearly dropping the phone. Another laugh from Cassius, which earns a playful scowl from Ophelia.] 

O: Jerk.

Cassius: Dork.

O: I’M NOT A– ugh. That’s it, I’m not letting you have the phone today.

C: Aw, come on, Ophelia! How could you do this to your absolute best friend?

O: You’re my only friend.

C: So? Does that mean we can’t still be besties?

O: You got me there. 

[Just then, a loud thunk is heard outside followed by a shout. It's muffled but still loud enough to be picked up by the mic.]

O: HELLO?

[Ophelia rushes over to open the door, the camera switching from her face to the ground, her footsteps sound oddly heavy. The door swings open, and she scans the area.]

O: Is someone there?

?: [Muffled under fabric.] Hi!!!!!

[A hand pops up from the ground, the hand is wearing a glove attached with duct tape, a black jacket covered in dried blood and mud. The person waves.]

O: [Quietly.] No way.

?: [Still muffled.] Ha, that fucking hurt.

[The person sits up, wearing a dark red beanie, a black mask, sunglasses, and a blood stained bandage around the person's throat. The person coughs and grabs at their ribs.]

[Ophelia shrieks and drops the phone, which is seemingly caught by someone else. The taller woman wraps the other in a hug, and picks them up in the process, twirling in a circle.]

O: IT’S YOU! 

?: Um… Wait a second… I know that voice..? Do I?  

O: Don’t you remember me? It’s Ophelia! I’ve missed you so fucking much HOLY SHIT.

?: I… You… I thought you were…

[The person hugs Ophelia, sobbing.]

?: [Between crying.] I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!

O: SAME HERE! Hana, it’s been so long since we’ve seen anyone we know, you have NO idea!

H: 15 years… That’s the last time I saw anyone… um… yeah… haha… Anyway, you uh, you look great! Genuinely!

[Ophelia places Hanako down gently, making sure she can stand on her own before backing up. She giggles.]

O: Hana, I know I look like shit, you don’t have to be polite. 

H: I'm being honest! All things considered, you look great. Um… I'm realizing something. 

[Hanako stands there for a moment, grabbing at the mask on her face and removing it. Dark red blood leaking from part of her mouth, a part of her chin rotted revealing bone and more blood, green skin stitched back on with black thread. Her jaw is slanted to one side, obvious by the holes in her cheek.]

H: Is my jaw fucked up?

O: A little. Come inside, we have room for one more. I’ll help you with your jaw.

H: O- WAIT A GODDAMN MINUTE.

[Hanako removes her glasses, red eyes looking at Ophelia. More bone peeking through at the top of the beanie.]

H: We!? What do you mean we?

O: Oops, erm… hold on. 

[Ophelia turns back towards the camera, mouth open to call for someone, but she notices the phone.]

O: Cass, if you’re trying to be subtle, it’s not working.

C: [Behind the phone.] I’m not trying to be subtle.

H: Oh hey Cassius! Didn't see you ther- WAIT A MINUTE CASSIUS?

O: Yeah, he’s here, its just been the two of us for… how long… Cass, how long?

C: 35 years? We’ve been hermits for a long time. You kept talking about going out, but never followed through. Until like, a few weeks ago or whatever. But yeah, 35 years.

H: Yeah kinda same… I uh until recently I've just been hiding in a wall with Edgar Will and Willy since Melody died.

[Hanako stands there, seemingly after a few seconds something clicks.]

H: I'm talking about mice by the way. Not the… People.

[Ophelia’s shoulders fall, she glances off to the side.]

O: Ah, got a little excited for a second. I guess… 4 out of 5 of us is… good enough?

H: 4 out of 6 if we count Melody? They uh as far as I know hasn't come back.

O: Mm. Yeah. I… hm. Let’s go inside. We can be sad in the comfort of the run-down shack.

[The phone reenters the shack, Ophelia audibly follows.]

H: Ooooooo nice shack! Sorry for. Ok hold on.

[There is a loud crack behind Ophelia, and Hanako laughs.]

H: There we go! Anyway back to what I was saying, sorry for running face first into this place. Kinda uh was being chased.

O: It’s fine. It was a nice surprise. 

[A sudden movement of the phone causes a blur of the wooden walls and the outlines of Hanako and Ophelia to be all the camera picks up for a second. Before it finally rests propped up on a cardboard box.]

H: So um… How have y'all been?

C: Dead tired, but fine.

O: [A groan, before she slumps over in the arm chair she has sat down in.] Cass, you need to stop with that stupid joke.

[Hanako laughs, it lasts a few seconds before coughing loudly.]

O: DON’T ENCOURAGE HIM.

H: I haven't heard a joke in person in 15 years. I've earned that laugh. 

O: [Her tone is playful, showing no sign of genuine annoyance.] Now he’s going to tell more! What have you done, Hana! 

H: Damn.

[Ophelia doesn’t say anything for a few seconds, instead fiddling with a locket around her neck. Opening and closing it very quickly, it appears to be a practiced motion. Something she likely does a lot.]

H: Hm? What's with the locket?

C: [Clearing his throat, an action likely unnecessary, but he does it anyway.] It’s mine, but… I can’t wear it. So she wears it for me. 

H: Oh, that's nice!

O: Yeah, I uh… hm. Sorry for being a bit of a debbie downer right now. Just… 

H: Yeah? What's up?

[Instead of responding, which seems to be something Ophelia would be unable to do anyway, she takes the locket off and opens it, holding it out to Hanako.]

H: Oh… Um…

[Hanako looks at the locket. Getting teary eyed.]

H: Sorry for getting teary eyed, I just… 

O: It’s fine. I think we all just… hm. I don’t know. I just let my heart take over my thoughts for a second. I need to stop letting that happen.

H: No no it's ok! Um… you're fine…

[Hanako sits down, sighing.]

O: I’m just happy we didn’t lose everyone. You’re here, which is… absolutely insane. If I didn’t know better, I’d even say this was a miracle. 

H: Meh… I guess? Sometimes it feels like a curse… Glad to see you though!

O: Yeah, it does feel like a bit of a curse, doesn’t it? The amount of times my legs have given me trouble this week alone is astounding.

H: Hm? What do you mean? Maybe I can help?

O: Doubtful, ha. 

[She pulls up her pant leg, revealing a hunk of scrap metal and wiring. As she does so, it sparks, and she yelps.]

H: Hm. That's uh. Huh.

[Hanako looks intriguing, but also a little annoyed. Looking back at the gloved hand.]

O: They got fucked up in the crash, I had to do something, or else I’d never be able to actually get around. 

H: … crash?

C: That’s how we uh. Died. 

H: … Hm.

[Hanako fiddles with her hair, looking upset.]

O: It was rough, yeah. Sorry if that wasn’t something you wanted to hear.

H: A crash is also how Mel died… Tough subject. Y'know? Crashes?

O: … people need to stop dying in car accidents. Or… bus accidents, in our case.

H: Oh… A bus? Hm… I'm really sorry but the image of a bus doing a backflip entered my mind… Fucking christ…

C: Pfft. With how fucked up my body was, I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s what fuckin’ happened.

H: Damn… I um… Ok… Can I ask you two something? Off topic… kinda… Just… I can ask you guys about this so…

C: Mhm? What’s up?

H: Do you guys have nightmares about him? About Edgar?

O: Oh, god. Hana… I… 

H: Everytime I try to sleep, I see his face… He keeps screaming for me to help…

[Hanako begins laughing, but also seemingly crying, looking at Ophelia and probably Cassius.]

H: [Between laughing and crying.] I haven't slept in 36 years! I keep seeing him when I try! WHY COULDN’T I FUCKING HELP! IT WASN'T FAIR! I WANT TO SLEEP.

O: [Standing up, moving over to Hanako.] Can I hug you again? I– I think you need it. 

H: [Sobbing.] P- Please?

[Ophelia wraps her arms around Hanako again.]

H: [Muffled sobbing.] Thank you.

C: [Muttered.] Fuck, I should probably turn this off.

H: [Still muffled.] Huh?

C: Ophelia was uh, making a video, god knows why, maybe to upload somewhere…? And we accidentally left it on.

H: [Muffled.] Oh.

C: Yeahhhh, lemme just…