I don't believe it! There's always an element of paradox where prophecies are concerned, but I can't believe the answer is that it was all designed with you in mind! You're not the center of the multiverse, Cipher!
[see, this is such a good dynamic, he misses this.]
DO YOU HAVE ANY CONCEPT OF HOW LONG A TRILLION YEARS IS? THE BIG BANG THAT MADE THE PHYSICAL UNIVERSE ONLY HAPPENED BECAUSE I DECIDED NOT TO CLOSE MY HAND AROUND THE INFINITELY SMALL POINT THIS TIME.
YOU NEVER STOOD AT CHANCE AT KEEPING UP. AND I'M TIRED OF HANGING BACK FOR YOU!
[Uuugh but that doesn't matter! The universe exists! You can't go back and say you really could have stopped the bomb if you'd wanted to and expect people to be impressed after it's gone off!
Ford's expression as he listens is a little hurt and deeply unimpressed, a combination that's usually incompatible, but not for Ford Pines. Angrily:]
And I'm tired of chasing you! We may have both ended up on this boat, Bill, but our circumstances couldn't be more different. At least when I get out of here, I've got someone to go back to. You're still just as alone as you were when you didn't bother to stop the creation of the universe.
[To an uncaring being trillions of years old, it is not the punchiest comeback. Bill will probably laugh it off as the evolutionary weakness of a social animal. Whatever. Ford's mostly saying it for himself, anyway: it helps to remind himself of what he's here for, what's waiting for him, what he has that Bill doesn't.
...but yeah he totally just weaponized his character development and the things he loves most in the world in an argument. Ha ha, Bill, he's happy.]
GOOD! WHY WOULD I WANT THAT? PEOPLE ALWAYS DISAPPOINT YOU, FORDSY. YOU JUST WAIT 'TIL THE HONEYMOON PHASE IS OVER. EVEN THOSE KIDS KNOW WHICH TWIN IS THE SPARE. THEY'LL PICK HIM OVER YOU EVERY TIME.
YOU'VE GOT NOTHING. NOT AS SMART AS YOUR RESEARCH PARTNER, NOT AS IMPORTANT AS YOUR BROTHER - YOU'RE JUST LIKE EVERY OTHER RUN-OF-THE-MILL HUMAN SATISFIED TO LEAD A LIFE OF SNIVELING MEDIOCRITY!
[Bill holds up the ring. It can't measure absolute truth, but it stays dark: Bill believes everything he's saying.]
WHY WOULD I WANT TO BE LIKE YOU, HUH? WHY WOULD I EVEN WANT TO GET IN YOUR HEAD ANY MORE, WHAT'S IN THERE I WANT? COME ON, I'M ASKING!
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[Ow. Ouch, ow, that cuts. Yes, he knows the kids would choose Stan. They're right to choose Stan. Doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.
It's true. He's got nothing except his family, and his family isn't here. He doesn't know when he's going to get back to them, because he's got to deal with an unbeatable monster he thought he'd already beaten. An echo of familiar despair sinks its claws into Ford's heart: having nothing but an impossible goal is a feeling he knows all too well. He knows where the old determination is, and he knows how to draw on it when it's the only resource he has. He knows how to harden his heart to everything else but the objective: stop Bill. Go home.
But this time he doesn't have to do it alone. There are people here that Ford thinks that maybe he can trust. The despair, tight as a tourniquet, loosens. He's not lost, and it's not hopeless. It's just going to take a little time.
When he speaks again, it's still angry, but it's not a retort, it's a qualifying question. Sure, he expects a "HA HA HA NO," but he's still asking.]
In all your trillions of years, have you ever really cared about anybody? Was there anyone, in any dimension, that actually mattered to you?!
[Answering a question with a question is both rude and nonsensical, but if the answer to this is "no," then no, there's nothing for Bill in Ford's mind, because he'll never understand, and that will be that. Go on, answer. Let's test that ring.]
[Breach memories of being Bill Pines in the breach over Respite rear up so suddenly it almost shows on his face. (Redimere is here too, fainter: he cared about his sisters, in a distant way, the lawbreaking gang of redheaded nieces on Jean's side.) Before Respite, Stan had taken a bullet for Bill Pines. It had hurt worse than if he'd just stayed out of the way and Bill hadn't understood why even then. (Similar, more vivid: 7718's reeling terror at the sudden possibility of losing Ford and Rhys in one night.) Things had been different afterwards. Mostly Pines didn't tell either of his stupid, self-sacrificing parents if he was going to get into something dangerous because he didn't want -... (7718 completes the thought again with the feeling of stepping backwards into thin air. One dead. One hospital. Phasma still out there.)
He remembers growing up running in circles around Soos, vidcalls with Dipper. (Redimere helped Jean adopt her son.) Taking a shuttle out of the Core to see Mabel's school play. But that's just the thing, isn't it? They're not Soos and Dipper and Mabel, they're Question Mark, Pine Tree, and Shooting Star. (Phoenix and Odd.) None of this ever really happened.]
[Bill makes a snap assessment that his only option is to double down and use what the ring's just given him instead of trying to weasel around it. He still pulls it off before he starts talking again.]
YEAH. YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT, BUT WHAT IF I DO, HUH?
NOT ONCE HAS IT BEEN WORTH IT AT THE END! IT'S IN THE NATURE OF PEOPLE TO DISAPPOINT YOU! I DON'T WANT THEM OR NEED THEM AND THAT INCLUDES Y̡̘̬͍̺̻O̡̰̠͉̽̆Ǘ̺̬̏̽̀̂, PAL.
Tell me you know what you're talking about. That you don't want or need anyone, and that it will never be worth it.
[Because now he's curious. Bill took the ring off because he's hiding something about this, and it's like finding a tiny crack in a perfectly smooth rock face. Ford wants to take a chisel to it. Wedge it open. Find out what's inside. He really shouldn't be doing this: Luke had told him not to antagonize Bill, and basically everyone else has advised Ford to leave Bill alone, but he's...not really thinking about that, whoops. He's not perfect. The axolotl is still working on him.]
[His fists clench. Those were childhood dreams, Cipher. But you can't distract him by reminding him of his crisis of faith in NASA. You can't. Even if it's upsetting.]
WOW! STILL NOT ASKING! I TOOK A PICTURE OF YOUR TATTOO WHILE YOU WERE DEAD AND I STILL HAVE IT! WHO KNOWS WHEN I'M GONNA POST IT! IT COULD BE ANY TIME!
[ring verdict: very true. Get your game on, go play.
Mmm okay. He had to psych himself up so he believes this before he says it. It doesn't matter that he's been trying to replace Ford for a year, or that every time he can get someone to actually work on trying to play the game with him they leave. (Or they're bad at it.) And the version of Ford he misses is either dead or never existed. Lie until you're not lying any more.
The glee of bantering with Ford drains back away to the second dull, bitter expression Bill had at the beginning.]
I DON'T NEED ANYONE. ESPECIALLY YOU. JUST TAKE WHAT I GAVE BACK TO YOU AND GO HOME.
[Oh no, the tattoo. Ford cringes. Bill is pulling out all the stops here to redirect Ford's attention. That's concerning and definitely potentially embarrassing, but not actually important. Ford's narrowed down the statement through trial and error, and he thinks he's found the element Bill is unwilling to talk about with the ring on.]
Needing someone and wanting them are very different things, Cipher.
You want people, don't you? You always did surround yourself with lackeys and hangers-on. Are you missing your crowd of flatterers?
[If so, allow him to repeat himself: boo fucking hoo.]
[The ring doesn't appreciate sarcasm and lights up.
It takes a very particular crowd to cheer for the destruction of the physical universe and question nothing. Those guys don't have a brain in their heads. The lights are on, but nobody's home.
Bill had known some of them before they'd sworn themselves to the Nightmare Realm. They'd started out interesting enough, ambitious, independent ... somewhere along the way they just flattened out. Stopped being fun to talk to, because he wouldn't hear anything new or fun or challenging - it's like trying to play chess against yourself. They couldn't leave the Nightmare Realm through the dreamscape like Bill could (Bill has never met another being that could access the dreamscape the way he can.) and that kind of isolation...
Oh well. Shit happens. The point is, he's sure all they've talked about while he's been gone is 'what do we do without Bill?' and he couldn't care less what the answer is.
Also, Ford is an idiot and if this conversation keeps going Bill is going to volleyball spike his conciousness into the Scorpion Dimension.]
[Wow, thanks, nice of the ring to confirm that he's embarrassing himself. If he were to write a journal entry on it, that would absolutely go in the description.]
Okay, okay! Yeesh!
[...but now his mind's working on the problem. If Bill didn't care about anyone at home, and he didn't care about his friends in the Nightmare Realm, what does that leave? Not anyone in Ford's universe, surely, since he was willing to destroy that without a second thought. So--]
[listen it can only tell you what bill thinks is true. its not an arbiter of universal answers. give it a break its working very hard under difficult conditions.]
YEAH, YOU KNOW! WHY NOT! JUST KEEP GUESSING, AND DIGGING THIS HOLE DEEPER!
[It all makes sense. Another immortal omniscient omnipotent being, but one with a benevolent mission, that still enjoys messing with mortals. He even has a misleading cosmic callsign. Of course. Why didn't he see it before?]
Well, that's just great. You two deserve each other! Enjoy your eternity of vaguely answered questions and inaccurate nautical titles.
You know, it's really annoying having that ring back you up on every insulting thing you say about me. Ugh, and the Admiral would have made perfect sense!
[Okay, okay. Time to get serious.]
Listen here, Bill. You've been alive for trillions of years. I spent half my life learning everything I could about you, and I never found any indication that you had any feelings about anyone but yourself that weren't, you know, things like disdain, and sadistic amusement, and violent fury...that kind of thing. To find out that you want companionship from someone is...I didn't think it was possible.
Frankly, I'm still not sure I believe it.
But if it's what I suspect, and someone on this ship matters to you -- Bill, that's the most interesting thing I've learned about you in decades. [He laughs, and breaks a grin.] This place might be getting to you after all.
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[They're not going to get into whether or not he cares what else Bill is up to. Thank god Ford hasn't tried the truth ring gambit. He's got one containment plan in the works and one murder plan that he's in denial about being a murder plan.
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[so many layers of irony here.]
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DO YOU HAVE ANY CONCEPT OF HOW LONG A TRILLION YEARS IS? THE BIG BANG THAT MADE THE PHYSICAL UNIVERSE ONLY HAPPENED BECAUSE I DECIDED NOT TO CLOSE MY HAND AROUND THE INFINITELY SMALL POINT THIS TIME.
YOU NEVER STOOD AT CHANCE AT KEEPING UP. AND I'M TIRED OF HANGING BACK FOR YOU!
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Ford's expression as he listens is a little hurt and deeply unimpressed, a combination that's usually incompatible, but not for Ford Pines. Angrily:]
And I'm tired of chasing you! We may have both ended up on this boat, Bill, but our circumstances couldn't be more different. At least when I get out of here, I've got someone to go back to. You're still just as alone as you were when you didn't bother to stop the creation of the universe.
[To an uncaring being trillions of years old, it is not the punchiest comeback. Bill will probably laugh it off as the evolutionary weakness of a social animal. Whatever. Ford's mostly saying it for himself, anyway: it helps to remind himself of what he's here for, what's waiting for him, what he has that Bill doesn't.
...but yeah he totally just weaponized his character development and the things he loves most in the world in an argument. Ha ha, Bill, he's happy.]
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YOU'VE GOT NOTHING. NOT AS SMART AS YOUR RESEARCH PARTNER, NOT AS IMPORTANT AS YOUR BROTHER - YOU'RE JUST LIKE EVERY OTHER RUN-OF-THE-MILL HUMAN SATISFIED TO LEAD A LIFE OF SNIVELING MEDIOCRITY!
[Bill holds up the ring. It can't measure absolute truth, but it stays dark: Bill believes everything he's saying.]
WHY WOULD I WANT TO BE LIKE YOU, HUH? WHY WOULD I EVEN WANT TO GET IN YOUR HEAD ANY MORE, WHAT'S IN THERE I WANT? COME ON, I'M ASKING!
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Yes, he knows the kids would choose Stan. They're right to choose Stan. Doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.
It's true. He's got nothing except his family, and his family isn't here. He doesn't know when he's going to get back to them, because he's got to deal with an unbeatable monster he thought he'd already beaten. An echo of familiar despair sinks its claws into Ford's heart: having nothing but an impossible goal is a feeling he knows all too well. He knows where the old determination is, and he knows how to draw on it when it's the only resource he has. He knows how to harden his heart to everything else but the objective: stop Bill. Go home.
But this time he doesn't have to do it alone. There are people here that Ford thinks that maybe he can trust. The despair, tight as a tourniquet, loosens. He's not lost, and it's not hopeless. It's just going to take a little time.
When he speaks again, it's still angry, but it's not a retort, it's a qualifying question. Sure, he expects a "HA HA HA NO," but he's still asking.]
In all your trillions of years, have you ever really cared about anybody? Was there anyone, in any dimension, that actually mattered to you?!
[Answering a question with a question is both rude and nonsensical, but if the answer to this is "no," then no, there's nothing for Bill in Ford's mind, because he'll never understand, and that will be that. Go on, answer. Let's test that ring.]
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He remembers growing up running in circles around Soos, vidcalls with Dipper. (Redimere helped Jean adopt her son.) Taking a shuttle out of the Core to see Mabel's school play. But that's just the thing, isn't it? They're not Soos and Dipper and Mabel, they're Question Mark, Pine Tree, and Shooting Star. (Phoenix and Odd.) None of this ever really happened.]
IF I EVER THOUGHT I DID, I WAS WRONG.
[The ring glows.]
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Is that so?
...
...are you sure that thing's working right? It's not prone to malfunctioning, is it?
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YEAH. YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT, BUT WHAT IF I DO, HUH?
NOT ONCE HAS IT BEEN WORTH IT AT THE END! IT'S IN THE NATURE OF PEOPLE TO DISAPPOINT YOU! I DON'T WANT THEM OR NEED THEM AND THAT INCLUDES Y̡̘̬͍̺̻O̡̰̠͉̽̆Ǘ̺̬̏̽̀̂, PAL.
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That just made Ford about two hundred percent more willing to believe in its impartiality.]
What, don't you think you can say that with your magic ring on?
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ASK ME.
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[Because now he's curious. Bill took the ring off because he's hiding something about this, and it's like finding a tiny crack in a perfectly smooth rock face. Ford wants to take a chisel to it. Wedge it open. Find out what's inside. He really shouldn't be doing this: Luke had told him not to antagonize Bill, and basically everyone else has advised Ford to leave Bill alone, but he's...not really thinking about that, whoops. He's not perfect. The axolotl is still working on him.]
Go on. I'm listening.
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[Bill turns his arm in a huge, many-angled arc to point at the ring. Dark.]
AND I KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT! AND PEOPLE ARE NEVER WORTH IT.
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Now the other part.
[He crooks his fingers. Come on, out with it.]
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[ring verdict: very true. Get your game on, go play.
Mmm okay. He had to psych himself up so he believes this before he says it. It doesn't matter that he's been trying to replace Ford for a year, or that every time he can get someone to actually work on trying to play the game with him they leave. (Or they're bad at it.) And the version of Ford he misses is either dead or never existed. Lie until you're not lying any more.
The glee of bantering with Ford drains back away to the second dull, bitter expression Bill had at the beginning.]
I DON'T NEED ANYONE. ESPECIALLY YOU. JUST TAKE WHAT I GAVE BACK TO YOU AND GO HOME.
[True.]
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Needing someone and wanting them are very different things, Cipher.
You want people, don't you? You always did surround yourself with lackeys and hangers-on. Are you missing your crowd of flatterers?
[If so, allow him to repeat himself: boo fucking hoo.]
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[The ring doesn't appreciate sarcasm and lights up.
It takes a very particular crowd to cheer for the destruction of the physical universe and question nothing. Those guys don't have a brain in their heads. The lights are on, but nobody's home.
Bill had known some of them before they'd sworn themselves to the Nightmare Realm. They'd started out interesting enough, ambitious, independent ... somewhere along the way they just flattened out. Stopped being fun to talk to, because he wouldn't hear anything new or fun or challenging - it's like trying to play chess against yourself. They couldn't leave the Nightmare Realm through the dreamscape like Bill could (Bill has never met another being that could access the dreamscape the way he can.) and that kind of isolation...
Oh well. Shit happens. The point is, he's sure all they've talked about while he's been gone is 'what do we do without Bill?' and he couldn't care less what the answer is.
Also, Ford is an idiot and if this conversation keeps going Bill is going to volleyball spike his conciousness into the Scorpion Dimension.]
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Bill's hands ball into little fists.]
NO! JUST LET IT GO, PINES. YOU'RE EMBARRASSING YOURSELF.
[That 'genius' slipped out under sarcasm but otherwise Bill hasn't used a nickname once.]
YOU'VE BEEN VERY CLEAR ABOUT WHAT YOU WANT HERE, SO STOP LOOKING THIS IN THE MOUTH OR YOU'RE NOT GOING TO LIKE WHAT YOU FIND.
[The ring stays dark throughout.]
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Okay, okay! Yeesh!
[...but now his mind's working on the problem. If Bill didn't care about anyone at home, and he didn't care about his friends in the Nightmare Realm, what does that leave? Not anyone in Ford's universe, surely, since he was willing to destroy that without a second thought. So--]
Wait, wait. I've got it. Oh, no, Bill. You don't.
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YEAH, YOU KNOW! WHY NOT! JUST KEEP GUESSING, AND DIGGING THIS HOLE DEEPER!
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[It all makes sense. Another immortal omniscient omnipotent being, but one with a benevolent mission, that still enjoys messing with mortals. He even has a misleading cosmic callsign. Of course. Why didn't he see it before?]
Well, that's just great. You two deserve each other! Enjoy your eternity of vaguely answered questions and inaccurate nautical titles.
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[Lie.]
WE'RE VERY HAPPY, CAN YOU BE DONE? I CAN'T EVEN EXPLAIN HOW AWKWARD THIS IS.
[Also a lie. Bill's eye narrows to a mean little sliver.]
FINE, I COULD EXPLAIN. BUT I DON'T WANT TO! AND YOU DON'T REALLY CARE. I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU'RE BEING LIKE THIS ABOUT IT, BUT IT'S NOT A GOOD LOOK!
[All true.]
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[Okay, okay. Time to get serious.]
Listen here, Bill. You've been alive for trillions of years. I spent half my life learning everything I could about you, and I never found any indication that you had any feelings about anyone but yourself that weren't, you know, things like disdain, and sadistic amusement, and violent fury...that kind of thing. To find out that you want companionship from someone is...I didn't think it was possible.
Frankly, I'm still not sure I believe it.
But if it's what I suspect, and someone on this ship matters to you -- Bill, that's the most interesting thing I've learned about you in decades. [He laughs, and breaks a grin.] This place might be getting to you after all.
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[Ring confirms as true. Ha ha ha. Dumbass.
Ford continues, and Bill flinches, like he's trying to hand him something disgusting. Which, you know. A load of shit generally is.]
JUST - STOP IT. YOU DON'T CARE WHAT I DO OR WHAT I'M UP TO UNLESS IT'S MY PERSONAL LIFE? GET A GRIP.
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[They're not going to get into whether or not he cares what else Bill is up to. Thank god Ford hasn't tried the truth ring gambit. He's got one containment plan in the works and one murder plan that he's in denial about being a murder plan.
But that's old stuff. This is new.]
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