Chapter 39: The Man Who Should Speak English
I did not expect goopy mc gooperton to appear besides me and start talking through a textbox in symbols I've never seen in my years of travelling country to countrys for assasinations. Probing the library I got a book titled "Wingdings Those Weirds Ones" the goopy guy who was somehow able to read it, but not talk notmal, seemed offended summoned a hand from….. somewhere? And then proceeded to make more weird symbols through the weird ass text box again.
"❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ ✋︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✋︎☠︎💧︎🕆︎☹︎❄︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💣︎✡︎ 🏱︎☜︎⚐︎🏱︎☹︎☜︎."
"I don't know what your saying dude gimme a second I need to translate what your saying." I then got another idea and asked the library for a book in wingdings to teach english. As it appeared I handed it to them and they seemed to get even more upset.
"✋︎ 😐︎☠︎⚐︎🕈︎ ☜︎☠︎☝︎☹︎✋︎💧︎☟︎"
"Okay dude I need you to read this so we can communicate." I said while making hand motions to the book and my eyes before then pointing to my mouth and each other.
"✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💣︎✡︎ 💣︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎."
"Im going to take that as an affirmative." And deciding to stop playing chrades with a person who dosen't have arms I used the Way to bring us to Bullwark, and in a moment of brilliance dragged him to Miss J. Cancelling the guards learning of strategy and tactics for the day I brought in Gaster to learn the English language. As I was talking with her she seemed happy to stop teaching guards to kill people. But I eased her fears by saying they were guards and unless anyone attacked the facility there would be no loss of life.
When I sat Gaster down to learn English Miss J said. "He seems to already know English. And wuite thoroughly I could teach him some bits but they seem to mostly know the language." Looking at Gaster I sighed before asking Miss J to teach me Wing Dings. Thanfully it would only take 24 hours since it was just a translation of the English language and because I knew it it would decrease the time to 12 hours.
During the wntire process Gaster seemed to perk up at points seemingly surprised at the things Miss J knew. Don't know why its not like its that complicated that Windings are just a font of English. By the time it ended the system decided that I would get something out of this.
(Gained: Toggleable Textbox)
Sometimes its better to have people read what you day instead of hear
Turning it on I sent a "☟︎☜︎☹︎☹︎⚐︎." (Hello) Using the textbox
Gaster then reponded with. "❄︎⚐︎⚐︎😐︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ☹︎⚐︎☠︎☝︎ ☜︎☠︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎." (Took you long enough)
"☠︎⚐︎❄︎ 💣︎✡︎ ☞︎✌︎🕆︎☹︎❄︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ 🕆︎☠︎👎︎☜︎☼︎💧︎❄︎✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☜︎☠︎☝︎☹︎✋︎💧︎☟︎ 📪︎✡︎☜︎❄︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎❄︎ 💧︎🏱︎☜︎✌︎😐︎ ✋︎❄︎." (Not my fault you can understand english, yet not speak it.) I then realized if he can understand English I'm just gonna stop talking in Wing Dings.
Before he said anything I asked him the most important question. "So what do you do? What's your job description aside from seemingly being on the brink of non existence?"
His fluid body did what I would presume a step back on me calling out his fragile state. "Eh not the first not the last." I said as I allowed what I'm pretty sure is my true form to show. He tried to focus on me, but of course couldn't, as I wasn't supposed to exist and people can't see what isn't there. Putting on my human form he looked at me with widened eyes.
"✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 💧︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎☠︎❼︎❄︎ ☜︎✠︎✋︎💧︎❄︎."
(You shouldn't exist.) He said not in a your an abomination way but just stating facts.
"Neither should you dipshit." I said annoyed. Seriously we're almost the same in terms of state I'm just more stable how hard is it to believe that I'm not supposed to exist if you aren't too.
"Still waiting on that job description." I reminded as I would like to get this over and done with.
"✋︎ ✌︎💣︎ 👎︎⚐︎👍︎❄︎⚐︎☼︎ 🕈︎📬︎👎︎📬︎ ☝︎✌︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ ☼︎⚐︎✡︎✌︎☹︎ 💧︎👍︎✋︎☜︎☠︎❄︎✋︎💧︎❄︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 👍︎☼︎☜︎✌︎❄︎⚐︎☼︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👍︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎." (I am Doctor W.D. Gaster Royal Scientist and creator of the Core.) He informed seemingly happy at being able to say that.
"Well I am in rather need of scientists. What do you specialize in I would imagine engineering since you created a "Core"." I asked honestly happy as I should probably get some more scientists to start studying the SCPs I was going to capture.
"☜︎☠︎☝︎✋︎☠︎☜︎☜︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎💧︎ ✌︎ 💧︎🕆︎👌︎☺︎☜︎👍︎❄︎ ✋︎ ✋︎☠︎👎︎🕆︎☹︎☝︎☜︎ ✋︎☠︎📪︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ ✋︎ 💧︎🏱︎☜︎👍︎✋︎✌︎☹︎✋︎☪︎☜︎ ✋︎☠︎ 🕈︎☜︎✌︎🏱︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎ 👎︎☜︎✞︎☜︎☹︎⚐︎🏱︎💣︎☜︎☠︎❄︎." (Engineering is a subject I indulger in, but I specialize in weapons development.)
"Okay thats good." I said more happy as more weapons was always a good thing. "Here's a card," I said materializing one. "Ask someone to show you to an (Administrator) and have them bring you to them. Show them this card and they will assign you a lab to resume or begin any weapons development programs you wish to follow." I gave Gaster instructions then sent out a telepathic message to the guards and the administrator that he was friendly and needed to be assigned a lab. But to also have a few guards stationed around him incase he has unfriendly intentions.
As the black mass of fluid with a white mask for a face. And no I do not count a plain white mask with two slits on either side coming from the top and bottom as a "face". I exited the classroom I sent out a notice that it was avaliable again and went back to my office. And sitting there was the Wolf of Wallstreet Jordan motherfucking Belfort sitting on my desk.
"☜︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☞︎🕆︎👍︎😐︎ ☠︎⚐︎🕈︎." (What the fuck now) I have now recently discovered that Wing Dings is a really good way to swear without people realizing.
"That skull and scrossbones that appeared in that speach bubble dosen't mean your gonna kill me right?" I stared him dead in the eyes. "Okayyyy gonna get off the desk now." He did as he said. "So I've got a buisness venture I want to overtake." I gave him nod to continue. "See we're in the very begginjng of 1980 right." I gave another nod. "Soooo why haven't we invested in every startup company, or company that's already active yet cheap to invest in that will bring dividends in the next 20 years." I was about to say money, but these people did build an entire fortress in a month. Do they even need sleep? Do they require sustenance? These are probably the things I should've thought of long ago. But I had no doubt in my mind Bullwark could scrounge up some money for a long term investment plan.
"Do it." Was all I said before I walked back out and called a meeting with my (Administrators).
Jordan Belfort got back on my desk as he then felt an aura of dread overtake him before getting back off. "Ok the desk is off limits got it."
Note: Finally decided to try and catch my spelling mistakes in earlier chapters so you might get notifications about that. (I don't know how Webnovel works ima be honest)
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