Post by Matthew Williams on Sept 28, 2010 2:03:55 GMT -5
MATTHEW WILLIAMS
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Um, well… You can call me Matthew, or in French Matthieu.
WE CAN’T TELL BY LOOKING AT YOU… ARE YOU MALE, FEMALE, OR SOMETHING IN-BETWEEN IT ALL?
H-How can you not tell? I’m not that girly looking! I’m male, no matter what my brother might have told you…
OH, REALLY? HM. YOU SHOULD WORK ON LOOKING IT… ANYWAY, WHEN WERE YOU BORN?
W-Work on looking it?
WELL, YOU LOOK PRETTY FINE FOR YOUR AGE… BUT TSK. THIS OLD AND CAN’T CONTROL IT? NO WONDER YOU’RE HERE.
It… Really isn’t my fault, you know. It’s not like I WANT to just…change on people like that.
SO, WE THOUGHT THAT BRAD PITT WAS HOT AS ALDO RAINE, BUT WHAT ABOUT YOU? …WE’RE THE DEANS, NOT YOU, DON’T GIVE US THAT LOOK.
Oh, God, are you going to ask my brother this question too?
UHUH. WELL. THAT WAS INTERESTING. NOW, WHAT DO YOU ENJOY DOING?
I enjoy spending time in the company of friends. Or. Well. The handful that I have. I really like spending time with my brother too
NOW, WHAT ABOUT THINKS YOU DON’T LIKE? WE WOULD LIKE TO KNOW IN ORDER TO EMBETTER YOUR SITUATION AND LIVING ARRANGEMENTS. LIKE MINDS WITH LIKE MINDS AND ALL…
DULLY NOTED. WE’LL REMEMBER THAT AS WE PLACE YOU IN CLASSES AND SUCH. NOW, DO YOU HAVE ANY SPECIAL SKILLS OR SOMETHING YOU’RE ACTUALLY GOOD AT? CONTROLLING YOURSELF MUST NOT BE ONE TO BE HERE…
…you’re rather rude, you know that?
I keep coming back to it, but I’m good at hockey. Very good.
HUH. THAT’S CURIOUS – WE NEVER WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT WITH YOU. NOW, WHAT DO YOU SUCK AT? …IT’S A WORD, DEAL WITH IT.
HM. FIGURES. WE SEE A LOT OF CASES LIKE THAT AND- HEY, LOOK, ICE CREAME!
M-Maple! Really~?!
WHOOPS, GUESS YOU MISSED THE TREAT. NOW, YOU MIGHT BE A LITTLE YOUNG YET, BUT GIVEN ANY THOUGHT ON WHAT YOU LIKE IN A PARTNER? DON’T BE SHY.
Th..These really are all questions that should be better saved for pancakes and syrup, don’t you think? Augh.. Um. At this moment I suppose I don’t have any interests… And I wouldn’t be that picky with a lover, to tell the truth. Someone who can see me would be good
HM, THAT SCRATCHES OUT MY DAUGHTER… WHAT ABOUT THINGS YOU HATE IN A PERSON? FOR… FUTURE REFERENCE.
Loud, boisterous, arrogant, cocky traits… People like that tend to make me steer away from them pretty fast. I mean, if I got involved with someone who wanted to receive more attention from everyone else than they wanted to give and share with me? I-I don’t think that would work.
YOU’RE QUITE SHALLOW, AREN’T YOU? HM, NO MIRRORS ALLOWED IN YOUR ROOM…
H-How did that come across as shallow…?
NO INTERVIEW WOULD BE COMPLETE WITHOUT SOME BASIC QUESTIONS, RIGHT? JUST ANSWER THEM AS TRUTHFULLY AS POSSIBLE, OKAY?
Alright… So long as they don’t ask too… in depth questions..
WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE FOOD AND DRINK?
Poutine for food…
FAVOURITE PHRASE OR QUOTE?
"A society which emphasizes uniformity is one which creates intolerance and hate." A very amazing man once said that.
FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?
Literature, I think…
FAVORITE COLOUR?
FAVORITE PLACE?
Curled up beneathe a tree just after the first snow fall… Or the zoo with the polar bears. I’m really partial to the latter.
FAVORITE BOOK?
Huh… Something by Oscar Wilde, I’d think.
FAVOURITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING?
A
YOU HANDLED THE DRILL WELL… WE ARE IMPRESSED. NOW, TELL US ABOUT YOURSELF.
Well… I guess I’m kind of shy when you get down to it. I don’t get spoken to a lot, so I’m used to being by myself – When someone actually sees me and notices me? It’s a bit of a shock and, for a little while, I’m not too sure how to act. I’ll open up really fast, though, so long as you’re nice
Hm… Maybe I should say “when the weather is right” I can actually be rather loud and I’d think it would be rather hard to ignore me.
HOW ABOUT FAMILY? ARE YOU LEAVING ANYONE BEHIND?
Honestly? I have parents, but we don’t really talk that much… Both kind of favour my brother. Alfred is my twin
THAT’S INTERESTING… REMINDS US OF HOME. NOW, WHAT HAS BROUGHT YOU TO OUR ESTABLISHMENT, EXACTLY?
My brother and I found out around the same time… Thankfully, it was at home, but our parents didn’t take too kindly to what we did to the furniture. I-It really wasn’t our fault!
NOW, SO WE KNOW WHEN SCHEDULING YOU, DO YOU WORK ANYWHERE AT THE MOMENT? WHAT ABOUT LIVING? DO YOU HAVE AN APARTMENT OFF CAMPUS, OR SHALL WE PUT YOU IN A DORM?
I’m still hoping to get to work at the zoo with the Polar Bears… But right now, no… I don’t have a job. I’ll stay in a dorm too. I mean, if I don’t have a job, I can’t very well support myself, right?
HM, ALRIGHT. LET’S SAY YOUR HOME IS BEING FLOODED. …PRETEND YOU LIVE ON THE COAST OR SOMETHING, OKAY? ANYWAY, WHAT THREE THIGNS WOULD YOU SAVE?
My stuffed bear, Kumajigi… He’d be on the top of my list, definitely. It’s kind of stupid now that I think about it, but I’d also keep this picture I have of my brother and I with Mom and Dad… It was before they split and… Yeah. As for third? Probably have to save my brother. He’d be too busy trying to save everyone ELSE to remember that there is a flood happening…
WE NEVER WOULD HAVE PICTURED YOU THE TYPE TO CARE. HOW ODD.
H-Huh? What does THAT mean, eh?
NOW, WE ALL KNOW WHAT REASON YOU’RE HERE… BUT WE DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE. MIND TELLING US YOUR SPECIES?
Um… I-I… I’m a Kermode Bear. It’s different from a Polar Bear, thank you! It’s… smaller. Not as white either. They’re sometimes called “Spirit Bears”? A-Anyway, it’s a pretty rare species, so I guess I’m lucky…
HM. WE HAVE FACILITIES THAT YOU MAY FIND USEFUL. I’M SURE YOU’VE READ THE HANDBOOK THOUGH, RIGHT? IF SO, PLEASE GIVE US THE THREE HIDDEN WORDS IN A SENTENCE OR TWO.
Oh! I’m very forward about maple syrup, but I hope that I can still be considered charming if I smile just right!
YOU’RE NOT AS MUCH OF A SLACKER AS WE THOUGHT. THAT’S GOOD. WE ARE IMPRESSED WITH YOU.
You must have me confused with my brother. HE’S the slacker.
WELL, THAT JUST ABOUT WRAPS EVERYTHING UP… IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO TELL US?
I’m kind of nervous about this entire situation… I mean, it’d be really embarrassing to suddenly shift in front of everyone and-Hey! You guys have a rink!
WE’LL TAKE OUR LEAVE NOW. PLEASE WAIT FOR VERIFICATION INTO THE SYSTEM.
A-Ah, alright. I’ll just sit tight!
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Maple has been endlessly trailing around on this planet for twenty-one years, and they appear to be stuck. Whoops. So they took up role playing to pass the time, and have been doing so for 11 years. How interesting! They are located in the Eastern time-zone, for future globe-trotting reference! But I guess you can always reach them at littleredmaple@hotmail.com.
Well, let’s get this paper into the system! :
October 16th, 1970 : The War Measures Act
” I am confident that those persons who unleashed this tragic sequence of events with the aim of destroying our society and dividing our country will find that the opposite will occur. The result of their acts will be a stronger society in a unified country. Those who would have divided us will have united us.”
Matthew listlessly watched as his Prime Minister spoke to the nation through the broadcast on his television, blue-violet eyes barely blinking as the images flickered on his old television system. Enacting the War Measures Act… The boy let out a shaky little breath and finally closed his eyes, blocking out the images on the screen as the man continued to speak in the background, a little noise to speak louder than Matthew’s inward thoughts.
Never had he anticipated they would be forced to go this far.
Another noise, not one from his television set, distracted him for a moment and he cracked open a single eye to glance at the bear sleeping soundly on the couch beside of him. Kumajiro was snoring again… Part of the Canadian wanted to laugh about it, but right now he didn’t feel like he could even draw the breath into his lungs. Parts of him hurt all over. So many bombings had occurred…and already so many had been injured. The crisis had to end. He couldn’t take this dull throb anymore.
” I sense the unease which grips many Canadians today. Some of you are upset, and this is understandable. I want to reassure you that the authorities have the situation well in hand. Everything that needs to be done is being done; every level of government in this country is well prepared to act in your interests.”
’It would be in everyone’s best interest to let Quebec separate,’ a nagging voice, something lower in the back of his mind that spoke only in French, whispered. ’It’s what they deserve.’
Matthew shuddered hard and shook his head out, arms falling down onto either side of his body to shove himself up from the couch. Shaking legs carried him to his television, and the same fumbling hands reached out to flip the old equipment off before he could make eye contact with his young Minister. He didn’t need that right now.
“I need sleep… That’s all.” Canada mumbled quietly to himself, even as the shaking appendage rose to run itself through his curly blonde locks. “Y-Yeah… I’ll feel better in the morning, eh?”
He slept that night, with Kumajiro clutched tight in his arms, wishing for that other voice to shut up and leave him alone. He wished for the sick feeling in his stomach to cease. He wished for James Cross and Pierre Laporte to be released. He wished he understood why some part of him felt the release was an unobtainable dream.
That night, Matthew dreampt of his own hands around Perre Laporte’s neck. He dreampt of shoving the body into the back of a vehicle and clapping them together, then rubbing, as if smoothing imaginary dust off and away; a job well done.
The next day Pierre Laporte’s body would be found, deceased – strangled and shoved in the back of a car.
((Why, yes, some people coming to this site may recognize this Canada. Yep, I copy pasted some things. I’m a little on the lazy side when it comes to his applications. =/ But I’ve done enough that it’s okay.))
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