Post the Eleventh: The Treacherous Trick

[mysilenceknot]

[If you've wondered where Lemony has been during this entire event, he's been at home in his room. Writing on the type writer he recieved. For some reason he was compelled to sit down and write a few pages every time he sees it. Since then he has a great many pages written....unfortunately when the event ends and he looks back to find what he has written.....pages upon pages, all singing the praises of one Count Olaf.

His hands shake as he stares at some of the pages..and then throws them away in disgust. Not realizing that he's knocked the phone off it's hook; he rants]

-here! Even here you taunt me!

I can see you laughing through the pages Count. Laughing at all this...at me.

Why do you torment me, even here!

[There is a wretched sob and the sound of paper tearing and a thump as Lemony slumps to the floor, his head in his hands. Piece of paper surrounding him. He was going to have to destroy them all.

There is  few moment of quiet crying before he realizes that the phone is off the hook and hurredly replaces it so he may go back and weap in his solitude.]

Comments

You're not kidding. It's been the story since I first started LJ RPs last year.

[passes-out.livejournal.com]

I see. I seem to have gotten lost going to my bedroom using mine. I felt like a complete idiot.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

....you are lost in your house?

[passes-out.livejournal.com]

[A sheepish chuckle.]

Ah, no. When I used my item, I did get lost in my own house. So instead of keeping the item was compelled to use, I handed it over to a friend for safe keeping when I realized just how horrible my mind reacted to it. Once the curse or whatever was placed on it was lifted, I received it again.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

I see.

I wish that thought had occured to me. Getting rid of the machine might have stoped me from using it.

[passes-out.livejournal.com]

Now there is a means to prevent it from happening again should this not be the last time. My wife, Lucrecia, was wise not to open her package until she knew the threat was over. She used me as a guide.

I can aid you. If I see any signs of unusual activity other than the usual oddities that occur daily, I will keep you informed.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

That sounds like a wise plan. I would glady accept any help you have to offer.

[passes-out.livejournal.com]

Then it is settled, Mr. Snicket. I will be doing some work now to conduct my investigation. I will be in touch soon.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

Very well. Though before you leave, I'm afraid I didn't catch your name.


[Also can he 4th wall him. The short story version I mean. He doesn't know the movie...]

[passes-out.livejournal.com]

Ah yes, my apologies. I am Ichabod Crane.

[He had forgotten to tell him when he was in a state of panic from his initial arrival and he mentally made a not to start introducing himself when the decorum called for it.]

[Ooh 4th walling. XD Sounds fun.]

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

[He's read far too many books not to remember this name and attempts a chuckle]

Not from Sleepy Hollow I hope.

[passes-out.livejournal.com]

Yes, the very same. You are the second one to know of me and my whereabouts.

[His voice sounds a little bit suspicious but now he's very curious.]

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

[He blinks]

You are from Sleepy Hollow? Are you the school teacher there as well?

[passes-out.livejournal.com]

No. I am a constable and I am from Sleepy Hollow, or at least I was sent there from New York.

[There is a small sigh of relief from the revelation that he could be talking about someone completely different.]

Although, I was thinking of becoming a teacher in which I no longer have to stay in that terrible office that I can hardly use the machines properly to be productive.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

Hmmm, it seems you share the name with a rather famous character then.

"The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" a short story by Washington Irving

[He chuckles]
I supose you haven't come across any headless horsemen either.

[passes-out.livejournal.com]

[He clears his throat and answers clearly.]

Yes I have. He had taken the lives of 7 people whilst I was there before I came here after he ran me through with his blade in the shoulder. I was in the midst of an important discovery of the secret behind the vengeful ghost when I was brought here instead hence my panicked state when I had arrived.

I highly doubt that he will be arriving here. That would only mean that the one that holds his skull will be here as well.

Perhaps I should look up this story to find out just how accurate it really is and how it ends. It may offer me some insight if I had managed to solve the case or not even if I share this name with someone else. Curious.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

.....

[wait what?]

I see.

That is most odd.

....

If you are unable to locate the book, I have read it multiple times.

[passes-out.livejournal.com]

Odd? Well, yes I suppose it would be considering that if I share the name with someone and he has a completely different path than I do, perhaps it would go without saying that it would be entertaining to say the least.