Recreyo has become my hyperfixation (again) and I can’t stop thinking about the SCP eps. So enjoy some writing!
Edit: FUCKING DAMMIT I SCREWED UP HIS NAME
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Curt started asking questions after the second test.
Truth to be told, he’d been having odd feelings about the whole thing from the beginning, but he’d kinda brushed them off. Chilly not being in the cell with the others was something he couldn’t brush off though. The others told him one of the scientists, accompanied by a bunch of guards, had asked her to come with them. Christian had a bad feeling and tried telling them to fuck off, but they reassured them nothing would happen to her.
The biggest reason it was so odd though, is that he hadn’t been informed about any of this.
He had been in charge of the chaotic group for two tests and he had known them for much longer. That they had chosen not to tell him was… kind of weird.
Which is why he flagged down an A-Class personnel.
“Oi, I just heard Chilly was moved elsewhere. What happened?”
The man in front of him raised an eyebrow. Curt sighed.
“Chilly Panda, girl with the panda hat, pretty dumb and loud, you know, the girl I’ve been in charge of?”
“Oh, miss Panda. I had assumed you’d been informed.”
“Well clearly I haven’t. Where is she?”
For a moment, the man was silent. Finally, he clasped his hands behind his back. On the name tag, Curt could read: ‘Jonathan Snee’.
“New evidence has brought to light that miss Panda couldn’t possibly be responsible for the c-18 incident. As such, she was found innocent by the court, and as we only employ death row inmates as D-Class personnel - and we do have morals, unlike what some people might say - we gave her the choice to either continue working for us as C-Class Personnel or leave the Foundation entirely. Evidently, she choose the latter.”
Those words felt like a slap across the face. Or a punch to the gut.
“She… left us?”
Sure, Chilly could be an asshole sometimes, just like all of them, and at first glance abandoning them to save her own skin would be in line with her.
Except.
“She didn’t even come to say goodbye…”
Chilly would have informed them. Maybe come back to the cell, mocking them. At the very least send them a letter or call. To just disappear on them felt… wrong.
“I’m sorry Richy, but that is what she choose.”
Curt ran a hand through his hair, underneath his cap, suddenly finding it hard to breathe.
“N-no, she wouldn’t. She’s a jerk but she wouldn’t…”
Snee interrupted him harshly. “Then I guess you didn’t know her as well as you thought.”
That stung, although stung was an understatement. It felt like getting stabbed by Den.
“Now then, are there any more questions you have for me?” Snee asked.
With a deep breath, Curt tried his best to swallow the feelings of betrayal down and looked at Snee.
“Yes, sir. I was wondering… why are my only assignments related to my fr- squad D-45?”
Snee cocked his head slightly. “You have no other tasks?”
“I-I do, but they’re all… paperwork that literally could be done by any C-Class Personnel. I’m B-Class, shouldn’t I be having more responsibilities? Why don’t I get to lead more squads or tests, why—“
He cut himself off upon seeing the dark look in Snee’s eyes. It was accompanied by a threatening, powerful aura, that pressed down on him like a large rock.
“Mr Richy.” Snee began, tone coated with warning. “You should do best to remember that a B-Class Personnel is to take orders from A-Class Personnel without question. A-Class is not obligated to disclose all information, and you should trust that it isn’t without a good reason. Some things are better left unknown, especially in this facility, where even knowledge can be dangerous to your health. Please trust that we know what we are doing and are doing it to protect both humans and SCPs.”
He took a step forward, and Curt had to use every nerve in his body to avoid stepping backwards. Thankfully, Snee’s glare became less harsh.
“You are a valued member of B-Class personnel, Richy. And I’d like to keep it that way. Now, are there any questions left you want to ask?”
The unspoken was clear.
“N-no Sir.”
“Good.” Snee nodded, then took a folder from his jacket, handing it to him. “I have a new assignment from you. Be careful, this assignment involves SCP-173. Be sure to evacuate to your designated area in case of containment breach.”
Curt took the file, flipping through it, noting that it involved his friends again.
“Yes sir.”
Snee almost turned around there and then, but stopped himself.
“Oh, one more thing. I have taken the liberty to replace one of your squad members. Her name is Kristine. Be sure to treat her like you treat the other D-Class in your squad.”
Frowning, Curt flipped a little further to see a photo of a girl with flowers in her hair.
“What’s she in for?” He couldn’t help but ask.
“An incident we believe is related to the C-18 case.”
The tone in Snee’s voice indicated he wasn’t going to reveal much more on the subject, so Curt merely nodded and closed the folder, putting it under his arm. “I will gather a few guards and D-45 and head to the assignment immediately, sir.”
Snee gave a nod. “Excellent. You are doing very well, Richy. I hope the rest of A-Class notices your efforts too and give you a raise.” He complimented, but for whatever reason, it felt empty.
“Thank you, sir.” Curt managed to get out.
Snee turned around and walked away, leaving Curt with his thought. He took a deep breath and headed the other way. Dawdling wouldn’t help him right now. He would deal with this later.
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Waylon Jennings - Waymore's Blues (1975)
Waylon Jennings / Curtis Black
from:
"Dreaming My Dreams" (LP)
"Dreaming My Dreams with You" / "Waymore's Blues" (Single)
"Classic Album Collection"
(2015 Remastered 10 Disc Compilation)
Country | Outlaw Country | Blues
JukeHostUK
(left click = play)
(320kbps)
Personnel:
Waylon Jennings: Vocals / Lead Guitar
Charlie McCoy: Harmonic
Buddy Spicher: Fiddle
James Colvard: Rhythm Guitar
Joe Allen: Rhythm Guitar
Johnnie Gimble: Rhythm Guitar
Fletcher Watson: Rhythm Guitar
Richie Albright: Drums
Produced by Waylon Jennings / Jack "Cowboy" Clement
Recorded:
@ Glaser Sound Studio
in Nashville, Tennessee USA
September 3, 1974
Single Released:
April, 1975
Album Released:
June, 1975
RCA Victor Records
RCA Records Nashville
♫♫♫ ♫♫♫ ♫♫♫
"Heard somebody yodel and a hobo moan,
Jimmie he's dead, he's been a long time gone,
Been a long time gone, a long time gone ..."
- Waymore’s Blues
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Richie Rich's Christmas Wish (1998)
Ok, so I know that like, objectively, this is not a good movie. But wow it is campy fun. If you read my review last year of Jingle All the Way, this was also a favorite of at Nana's house because that was her taste, so I enjoyed it thoroughly.
Richie Rich (David Gallagher) is sick of all the responsibilities that come with his family's wealth and fame that prevent him from playing with his friends Gloria (Michelle Trachtenberg) Freckles (Blake Collins), and Pee Wee (Austin Stout). His attendant Cadbury (Keene Curtis) is patient with him, and Mr. Rich (Martin Mull) and Mrs. Rich (Lesley Ann Warren) are both loving parents and responsible community members, but things go south when the Van Doughs come for tea. Mr. Van Dough (Richard Fancy) is trying to shut down factories because he doesn't want to pay the workers. Mrs. Van Dough (Marla Maples) has no time for charity work because of all her spa treatments. Their son Reggie (Jake Richardson) is mean to all the waitstaff and is jealous that Richie gets to be on TV. Reggie doesn't want to do the charity work; he just wants to be the richest kid in the world instead of being second to Richie. So Reggie sabotages Richie and then blames Richie for ruining Christmas. Richie thinks everyone believes Reggie (they don't) and is distraught. He goes to Professor Keenbean's (Eugene Levy) lab and wishes that Richie Rich was never born. This triggers Professor Keenbean's wishing machine, but the world isn't quite what Richie was expecting without him in it.
This was really fun for me. I guess if you're not a fan of the "so bad it's good" kind of movie, this is not for you. But that's my personal favorite kind of movie. Overall, I have no notes, just 5 stars.
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