MSNPC Aesop - The Unhappy Child
Munro & Lorana
Aesop had drifted in and out of consciousness, and finally awoke in a van surrounded by faces. Faces that had dual personalities; not unlike itself. It had kept itself quiet.
Dr. Roy Bancroft: physician, human. Thad Bancroft: architect, Vellum Pines resident.
They were the same but separated. Aesop was aware that Mother had altered them … For it. Or for this version of it. The one with the body.
Him.
The Child Mayor. They strung the body up and strapped it to Sheriff Jovenan.
Lt. Commander Jovenan: Edo, Chief Science Officer. Sheriff Jovenan: law enforcement, partner to Meilikki.
Pain shook through the small child's body and Aesop struggled against it, unable to maintain scientific detachment. Pain was more than neurons that fired. It was a grip on conscious thought, a red firewall that blanketed the core and hollowed it out. It left nothing but hopelessness.
The Joy Jester: a caricature, Vellum Pines mythic creature that was sent to make unhappy children merry.
Aesop, or the child within it. The child that Mother had wanted him to be. The son. The boy that it couldn't be. It wasn't meant to be a child, son, boy, mayor. It wasn't meant to be anything.
It was a fluke of disaster. Born of erroneous code, and a rogue programme.
As the jester reached out to it Aesop raised its arm towards it. It wanted to feel merry. It wanted to feel anything but the pain.
Please.
Aesop smiled as he heard the jingle of the bells.
Bancroft: Well. That’s pretty clear. ::looking to Breys and Jovenan:: We agree we can’t let the creepy clown have the Mayor, right?
Aesop shook his head.
Aesop: He wants to take its pain away.
Bancroft/Jovenan/Breys: Response
Tears filled Aesop's eyes as they got further away from the jester, who had begun to dance. As the creature performed an elegant pirouette, Aesop giggled.
Aesop: Please.
Bancroft/Jovenan/Breys: Response
The Jester stopped, rubbed the area beneath his eyes as if to mimic tears.
Aesop: You're upsetting him. You really don't want to do that.
The Jester slowly began to smile, its head jerked to the right and then snapped to the left. Eyes widened and his mouth opened to reveal serated, sharpened teeth.
Bancroft/Jovenan/Breys: Response
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Aesop
