My Unfinished Symphony

Sometimes, in order to win. you have to lose

3rd person,

"AAAHHHHH," five minutes after that scream, he hears a knock on his office door. He quickly mutes his stream and unlocks the door. Lately, there has been a lot of noise complaints about this guy in the office. He is still fairly new, but it looks like he is getting kicked out. "Hello, what can I help you with?" Wilbur asks polite, turning his attention to the man in the doorway. "You can help me by being a bit quieter, what are you even doing that is so loud!" The man raises his voice a bit. "I'm sorry sir, I'm in the middle of a war ya know, blowing up a nation," He replies in the calmest voice ever. "Well you better blow things up on a whole different sound level, or you can kiss your office goodbye!" The man slams the door behind him and walks off angry.

"I'm sorry chat, there was a noise complaint, surprisingly!" Wil laughs in his microphone. He knows he's getting kicked out. Minecraft roleplay apparently takes a lot of loud sounds and screaming. It's a shame though, he finally has his financial problems sorted, he will have to move his setup again. He shrugs the thought of and continues reading the chat.

"Are you getting kicked out?" He reads the chat out loud. "There is a good chance, I have to bring my sound level down a lot, people can't work because of the intense Minecraft sounds," He laughs and unmutes himself in discord. "Okay boys, and Niki, we can carry on!" The guy coming in was really a buzz killer. "Are you back in crazy Wilbur Soot mode!" Schlatt yells jokingly. "I'm always in the crazy Wilbur Soot mode," He mumbles under his breath.

Wil never really spoke to this 'Tommy' kid before, only in roleplay, from what he has seen, he looks and sounds like an obnoxious, loud child. His roleplay character resembles that. "Tommy, are we the bad guys?" Tommy's character stops walking, but he says nothing. "Because we just kind of made ourselves the leader, then had a vote and he won, but now we're trying to overthrow him. It feels like we're the bad guys," It stays silent on the other line of the call. "Tommy am I the villain in this story?" Wilbur stops walking, looking directly into Tommy's eyes.

"Am I the villain in your history?" Tommy finally speaks up. "No." "Why not?" Wilbur demands. "Because, we started L'manberg, and we should've won that vote," He replies confident, satisfied with his own words. The couple continues walking towards the beginning of Pogtopia. "Okay you and me, we both agree we're in the right?" Wilbur asks with a serious twist to his voice. The pair stand in front of the entrance to pogtopia. "Yes," Tommy states short. "Then let's be the bad guys!" Wilbur speaks with a psychic tone to his voice.

Tommy looks into his facecam sceptical. Wil's proposal sounds tempting but is it really what he wants. Is it really why we created L'manberg, why we fought so hard for independence? "Tommy, our nation is far behind us, let's blow it to smithereens," "Wil, are you thinking about-" Tommy's sentence is interrupted by Wilburs voice, booming through the small house. "Tommy I say if WE can't have Manberg, NO ONE can, NO ONE can have Manberg!" He spoke the same way as before, with the same drift to his voice. "MY L'MANBERG,"

"Wilbur, are you sure this is the right thing to do?" "This is a new era, we burn the place to the ground, I NEVER want to see crops growing there, ever again!" The words ring through Tommy's ears, Wil's acting seems so, real. "Tommy let's be, villains," The question goes through Tommy's mind, villains, it sounds so. Natural. "Can I have a minute to think about this Wil?" He says unsure what to do. "To think about what, you have had days, months. To think about it!" "Wilbur I need a minute, you're just not thinking straight!"

With that last sentence, Tommy leaves the call, leaving Wilbur alone with his thoughts. Little did Tommy know that Wilbur really wasn't thinking straight, he was alone with his thoughts. The thoughts that were roleplay, but begin to be more prominent every second. The only thought spooking through his mind right now, let's be the villain.

Wilbur lies on his bed, with the lights of, staring at the ceiling. He hasn't eaten anything in 2 days, but it's not his main focus right now. The thought is there, here. leading the train of his mind. He wonders how this happened to him. Why can't he just be normal? Why are the voices in his head? He wants to shut them out so bad, but he can't. Deep down, he knows he had to, but he doesn't want to. The voices are his only company right now. They are the thing that makes him insane but also keeps him sane.

Wilbur Soot Point of View,

I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling. Muffled sounds from outside shuffle through my broken window. The streets are busy, even though it is already past midnight. I lay awake, I can't sleep everything is keeping me up. The lore resembles my life more then I want it to. The character I put up when I stream gets tiring to do all the time. I know that if I'm myself on stream, no one would care. I would look like a poor guy, who can't even take care of himself. A guy who wants attention because of him and his mental issues. I know that and I need to keep my guard up for my plan to work.

My thoughts are interrupted by a ring from discord. I take a deep breath in before picking it up. I don't feel like talking to anyone but I owe it to my friends, right? I shake my head to get the hair out of my face. My cursor hovers over the accept button before I click it. The call apparently was with cam, because I'm treated by Karl jumping on top of his chair again. I look into my own camera. My eyes are puffy and my face looks pale.

"Mr Soot, how are you!" Quackity's voice rang through the call. "A little less good now that my head hurts but I'll pull through," I say in a raspy voice. "Do you want to play jack box with us? You weren't replying to my messages but I saw that you were online on discord!" I hear Karl following upon him. Shit, I forgot to close discord after the lore stream. I gather myself and answer him. "Sorry guys, I'm pretty tired after the lore stream today. Maybe another time," I feel bad for ditching them like that, it has to be done. "That's fine dude, the lore stream was amazing though, you really sounded like a serial killer!" Karl chimes in with Quackity again. "Exactly, even a psychopath, your acting is amazing!" I look at them sceptically. "Yeah, I really did,"

If only they knew,