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ghostharasser) wrote2020-08-30 03:03 pm
ghostharasser) wrote2020-08-30 03:03 pm
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All purpose open post for Dipper Pines of Gravity Falls. Top levels below
All purpose open post for Dipper Pines of Gravity Falls. Top levels below
oh of course I notice a typo in the last post now
[That, and on the off chance they're still embroiled in warlock personal beef by then, Danny wouldn't feel great leaving Dipper on his own for a weekend. Regardless, it's the main point of The Plan. (To get Dipper more friends.)]
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Uh.
[Oh god he’s been staring silently for WAY too long. What’s he say?? Does he say yes?? It sounds like a ton of fun? He’s been to cons before but mostly to help Mabel run an artist alley table but as a group activity with friends-]
I um. Are you sure? I-I mean, you’ve seen the way trouble follows me, you sure you want to invite me anywhere?
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Of course I do! There's nothing you can get into that we can't handle, trust me. We all grew up in the most literal ghost town ever, remember?
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[He looks away, a little embarrassed by how touched he is by the gesture while trying to also not make it super obvious how fun this sounds. Cough.]
Sure, man. It sounds like fun. I’ll talk to Mabel about it too, she likes to sell art at these places.
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Awesome! Yeah, that seems right up her alley. I'll let everyone know you're coming! We're all weird nerds, so no worries, right? Well, except Wes. I think he still counts as a jock, kind of. But he's cool, promise.
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O-Oh, good to know! It's been a while since I've, uh. Hung out in a group! I can't wait, man.
[Smooth. He chugs down his bottle of Mabel Juice. After coughing up more glitter-]
Anyway, I think I should go see how much damage has been done to my class workload since I've been out. I've got a mountain of homework with my name on it.
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[Danny can't help but wince a little as Dipper brings up the class catchup, though.]
Oh man, yeah, I bet. I should check mine too, I guess. [He might have been avoiding doing so while waiting for Dipper to wake up.] Good luck!
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[It would be weird for him to change his mind.]
[Right?]
[Anyway about a week passes. Dipper was catastrophically behind on class to the point that he actually got a few concerned calls over the matter. He had to assure his mom that everything was fine and that she definitely didn't need to come and check on him. His uncles had also called worried, but for other reasons. Mabel had snitched on him after all, and he had to come clean about the curse and what attacked him and that his roomate came and rescued him. That brought up a lot of other questions so he and Ford at least spent some time talking about Amity Park, and Ford then agreed he would keep an ear out about anything particularly strange that might come their way, though this person's methods aren't familiar to him, either.]
[He really puts his nose to the grindstone to get caught back up, and he's able to pull himself out of trouble, at least, but it didn't leave him with a lot of time to worry about their curse problem so, perhaps by virtue of speaking of the devil, Dipper comes home from class to find the vibes of the dorm...]
[..Strange...]
Hello? Danny?
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[The man sitting in the armchair is absolutely the source of the vibes, though he himself doesn't look too odd at first glance. His voice is calm and even, and he sounds genuine. He's... well, his age is hard to place, in his thirties maybe? He looks well kept, wearing a deep violet suit with his dark hair combed back. There's a scar over his left eye, thin and jagged, and a cogwheel shaped pin on his lapel with a stylized symbol inside it like a C and a W overlaid. He snaps the pocketwatch he was looking at shut and slips it back into his breast pocket, standing and stepping over to meet Dipper at the door.
His eyes are red.]
I'm an acquaintance of his, Claus Wirth. I was hoping to catch him, but it seems he's not yet home. You're his roommate, I presume?
[He does offer a gloved hand to shake in greeting, though it feels like just that - a polite greeting, nothing more. The man's smile is a little secretive, yes, but in a... fond way?
If Dipper's ears are especially sharp, he might pick up a faint ticking sound.]
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Oh- sorry man, you don't want to shake my hand right now, I just came out of bio. We were uh, dissecting stuff.
[To punctuate that he goes right to the kitchen to wash his hands, but he makes no effort to pick back up the handshake. Instead he stays behind the kitchen counter, watching him carefully.]
Mr. Wirth, you said? You um, must be family or something right? Did he give you a key?
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[He seems unbothered by the dodge, simply dropping his hand back to his side. What he's said isn't exactly a lie either, as that's more or less his role towards Danny in ghost society.]
I hope you don't mind if I keep waiting for him? I was curious to meet you anyway - he's spoken of you quite a bit.
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[He thinks very carefully of how to reply.]
Really? Has he? That's interesting. I ...don't think he's ever mentioned you. What's he said?
[Dipper, while using the cover of the countertop he standing behind, discretely pulls out his phone.]
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[He shakes his head, retaking his seat in the armchair and crossing one leg over the other.]
He seems very excited to finally make a friend with common ground outside his old friend group... though not half as excited as he was over you being nicknamed after a constellation.
[He punctuates that with a warm chuckle. Clockwork knows perfectly well what Dipper is up to behind that counter - but that is as it should be.]
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[Dipper remains where he is, even after texting, though, because he wants to be in grabbing distance of a knife just in case. He notably does not stand far from their shitty silverware drawer.]
...Yeah, he was pretty excited about that. [About his birthmark. This doesn't seem like a thing an enemy would know. It's not exactly something you yell when you're mid fight or something. He doesn't let his guard down but he doesn't advance any closer to their knives.]
Danny's got a lot of complicated circumstances, it seems like.
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As do most from Amity Park. I gather he's told you a little about it?
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He's told me a little. Amity Park is pretty easy to google, too. Fascinating place, it sounds like. I'd like to visit one day.
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It's calmed down in the past few years, but I think you'd still enjoy it. The mayor is funding a museum focusing on the city's history with ghost encounters and research, I hear.
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I take it he also mentioned my side hustle to you, too, huh?
[Not a secret, and he knows he is googleable, but he wouldn't think Danny would just go talking about that for a couple of reasons. If this person is even telling the truth and isn't just watching them.]
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...which isn't to say Danny isn't still panicking internally and considering making up an excuse to get out of class. Clockwork isn't an enemy, true, but he basically never shows up on his own with good news. And what the heck does he want with Dipper? Because if he wanted to speak with Danny, he'd just stop time and show up in the middle of class...]
Only that you also have some interest in the paranormal yourself - an inevitable topic between us, I'm afraid.
[Clockwork taps a finger against the arm of the chair idly. Is he wearing a watch on both wrists? ...definitely. At least one each. There might be additional bands under his sleeves.]
Though he did mention you'd had a run-in with an assailant of similar interests. That's the reason for my visit today - a concern for the safety of both of you.
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[With the immediate threat of danger currently set aside, Dipper is now a thousand times more invested in this conversation.]
Is that so? I hate to say I haven’t gotten much closer to tracking the guy down.
[He gives him a calculated look.]
You’re a ghost, aren’t you?
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And you as observant as ever, I see. Your willingness to accept the strange and unknown head on serves you well, Dipper.
[Now he stands again, retrieving that pocketwatch from his breast pocket and flipping its cover open.]
With that point being reached, I have a message to deliver about your quarry. Time Out.
[The pocketwatch glows blue as he says this, and from Dipper's perspective, it happens in an instant. Clockwork vanishes, something heavy settles about Dipper's neck, and the whole world goes terrifyingly still and quiet. There's no ambient noise from outside, no movement from the shadows of tree branches on the wall, not even the dust motes in the air are moving.
If Dipper looks down, he'll find a pendant has been placed around his neck - a large metal cogwheel with Clockwork's insignia in the center, much like the pin he'd been wearing. The ghost himself floats away from behind Dipper, setting the end of his staff on the floor as he hovers in front of the armchair again.]
A precaution - so that none will hear this but you.
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[WHOA, and then a whole lot happens almost instantly. He knows the feeling of time distorting because he's both time traveled and dealt with various anomalies that affect the fabric of time and space. It's not unlike that pause when using the time tape, that feels like reaching the crest of a roller coaster, seconds before a drop. Only the drop is suspended.]
[He looks down to inspect the medallion. He's not just here to wait for Danny at all, huh. Dipper's spent all this time worrying about how much he's roped Danny into his business when it seems like maybe the opposite had been more true all along, and he really underestimated just what Danny was embroiled in.]
[Incredible. He owes Mabel ten bucks.]
We're not waiting for Danny.
[Stated as a fact. Whatever this is, it's just for him, which feels wild.]
Suddenly I'm feeling pretty worried about whatever it is you've got to tell me, dude.
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[Clockwork's expression is dead serious, an effect that might be somewhat disrupted as his form abruptly shifts to that of an old man.]
You have not yet learned much about your assailant, but the danger is more personal than you know to you and yours. What I am here to tell you is this: no matter how much you prepare, you will not succeed against them without help beyond your family alone.
[Clockwork's form shifts again as he points his staff towards Dipper, this time to the shape of a child. His voice never changes.]
Nor will Danny, with only his friends.
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