eleven

Jun. 24th, 2011 10:29 pm
allusionsahoy: (just shut up now)
[People who pay attention to Marco on a daily basis may have noticed that he's been rather irritable this past week. Oh gee, when did this start, around Sunday aka Father's Day.]

If you could punch anyone from back home in the face, who would it be and why? You know, the Lancelot to your Arthur, stuff like that. Darth Vader to Luke Skywalker.

[Pause, then a smirk.]

I mean, I already punched the guy I want to punch here, so all that's left is back home.

ten

Jun. 12th, 2011 05:28 pm
allusionsahoy: (need the brain bleach)
Was anybody...well, ridiculously well-adjusted during that flood? It was really kind of weird. I didn't wear a stupid hat, I didn't get stung to death by bees, I was normal.

[Private to Merlin]

Can we talk? In public, that is.

nine

Jun. 9th, 2011 11:16 am
allusionsahoy: (!DID SOMEBODY SAY SHITTY DISNEY MOVIE?)
So...why am I an inmate again?

Because seriously. I absolutely have no idea.
allusionsahoy: (well if you weren't an idiot...)
Why the hell was he here? I didn't want him here and knowing himself, he probably didn't want to be here.

[cue some backreading and then a small laugh.]

Oh of course, it's all my fault. I'm the problem child, I'm the dysfunctional one. He never stopped to think just what he did and just how it might have affected me. That bastard. That complete bastard. He's the one that screwed up my family, not me!
allusionsahoy: (!flood - yes my son is a fuckup)
I'm Admiral Wagner, here on behalf of my stepson, Marco Campbell.

[there's a sound of papers shuffling]

Yes I know he's an inmate and no, I'm honestly not surprised. Marco...he's troublesome. Anyway, are Molly Carpenter, Drake Stone or Hayley Stark here? Apparently he's at least slightly friendly to you.

[and god knows he distrusts Marco's friends.]

six

May. 4th, 2011 10:42 am
allusionsahoy: (yeeeeeeeah no)
Do graduations always come in clumps like this? Because seriously, we've had two in two days. And since I've gotten here, it seems like we've had two in two months. Did the Admiral spike the water or something like that?
allusionsahoy: (oh god that's horrible)
Could someone mind explaining just what the hell's going on?
allusionsahoy: (smoking in the boy's room)
So we've got Merlin in the wizard department, Spaceman in the future department and Lobsterface in the alien department.

Are there any other facets of Barge life that I should know about? Come on, we've got to have a robot or something like that lurking about. We're close to hitting up every sci-fi and fantasy cliche there is. What about any D&D rejects? More aliens? Give me details here, people.

[HE JUST WANTS TO KNOW IF THERE ARE ANY KNIGHTS HERE. D: This is a legitimate concern, you guys.]
allusionsahoy: (slight smirkity)
People fighting, people jumping down each others throats, stupid arguments, eternal games of 'he said she said'...

This is just like high school.

Anyway, Molly Carpenter, come on down. You're my new warden.
allusionsahoy: (getting my sarcasm on)
[The video clicks on to Marco smirking at the camera.]

It's just hilarious how stupid you all are. Let's see, we've got the new guy who shows up. He obviously hates Merlin, he knows a bizarre amount about Arthurian legend, and he doesn't shut up about reincarnation-and this is all on a public post. Now let's see if you idiots can put two and two together.

Oh, and if this helps, I've got a brother named Will whose best friend Lance ended up screwing around with Will's girlfriend, Jen behind his back. And let's see, just what is Will's first name?

Arthur.

Care to take a guess as to who I am now?

[Smiiiiirk.]

I'll give you a hint, his name started with an 'M' also.

[There's a pause as Marco realizes what he just said. His eyes widen slightly as he just looks so so confused-there's no way he's asking for help, though. He frowns and turns off the camera, obviously wondering what the hell just happened.]

one - voice

Mar. 5th, 2011 11:52 am
allusionsahoy: (well if you weren't an idiot...)
[There's a bit of tenseness in Marco's voice as he starts to talk-however, he's trying to keep playing the nice and easy, not totally a jackass card.]

Well well well, turns out I've got my own personal stalker.  Seriously, this level of detail is just creepy.  You've got my room, right down to the crappy 'participation' trophies that I got when I was forced to play sports.  I've heard of secret admirers, but this seems to be more along the lines of 'Single White Female' than cute childhood crush.  Am I gonna have to worry about my underwear getting stolen?

[There's a short, bitter laugh.  And now his voice tenses slightly.  Marco's losing it a bit.]

What a freaking creep.  Let me go and let me go back home.  I don't care if that cop shot me, I don't care if this is...if this is some goddamn Avalon or whatever this is, let me go back home.  Are you even listening, Morton?  Oh, I know it's you, it's got to be you, this sort of freaky mind trip is just the sort of thing you'd try to plan, you'd try to convince me again or some junk like that.  It didn't work, old man.  Just accept it.

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