What Was Played?: The Machine
What Engine was Used to Run It?: Pettish, Plot Unfolding Machine
[Bonus: Journal Entry]
[Content Warnings: Mutilation, Amputation, Insomnia, Merging with An Organ Grinder, Patricide]
Mozarrio Rosencrantz, June 20th, 1274
This journal is my findings on creating the finest machine known to man. I call it an Organ Grinder. People need a means to dispose of their rotting meats and also find good music, so I wish to combine the two into one. A cacophony of stainless steels that one can carry around. I hope that this will revolutionize the way we see meat and music.
Mozarrio Rosencrantz, June 21th, 1274 💀
In my excitement, I nearly caused my own hand to be crushed in the organ grinder. Perhaps this is the price I must pay for excellence?
Mozarrio Rosencrantz, June 22th, 1274 💀
So, I decided to feed my hand for real to the Organ Grinder and what a delightful sound both I and the machine have made together!
Mozarrio Rosencrantz, June 24th, 1274
You know, in hindsight, maybe I should have kept my hand around because I would definitely need that for, you know, building the Organ Grinder… Food for thought. Heh. Food.
Mozarrio Rosencrantz, June 24th, 1274
Oh, and also, I’m feeling phantom pains of missing my hand. Sad thing about the past, pain killers weren’t invented yet.
Mozarrio Rosencrantz, June 25th, 1274 💀
After a sleepless night, I finally figured out what needs to make this Organ Grinder sing… myself. My voices will be one with the Organ Grinder’s chimes. To those who inherit this journal, improve the craft that is the Org
Gabby Guildenstern, August 30th, 1456
While digging out a recent purchase of an Italian inventor’s warehouse, I came across a diary and an incomplete organ grinder. I observed several of the triumphs and defeats that this inventor went through and noted the pitfalls to avoid… Namely adding safety mechanisms for repairing such a wonderful thing.
Gabby Guildenstern, August 31th, 1456
Eureka! I have managed find an alternate means to make music that doesn’t involve wounding myself! This is a joyous occasion for sure! Instead of my own blood, I will use the blood of animals and feed their organs into the grinder! This will be easy!
Gabby Guildenstern, September 1st, 1456
I decided to hide my secrets within the bottom of my bed, but the longer I am without reading the code to unlocking the music, the more I feel lost out there in the world. I no longer feel as emotive as I was without the journal…
Gabby Guildenstern, September 2nd, 1456
SOMEONE STOLE THE JOURNAL! THEY STOLE IT! I AM NOW USING THE JOURNAL OF MY LOST SISTER TO WRITE THIS IN WHILE I GO HUNT DOWN THE SON OF A B***H WHO STOLE MY JOURNAL!
Gabby Guildenstern, September 3rd, 1456 💀
I got the journal back… But I had to appeal to Father… He made me swear not to look at the organ again…
But… I need it… I want to complete it…
Gabby Guildenstern, September 4th, 1456
I kept my work a secret from Father, but I had to finish this for the good of… The good of…
I didn’t even know why I was building this contraption… Just that it played good music… But I couldn’t play it just yet… Not yet…
Gabby Guildenstern, September 5th, 1456
I got Father to appreciate the Organ. The journal noted how it would play a wonderful song when a human fully merges with it, and so I let Father fully embrace the Organ. He made a wonderful sound as his body went into the Grinder, though the mess he left behind would need to be cleaned…
Gabby Guildenstern, September 6th, 1456
A friend of mine, Horatio, came over to my place unexpectedly and asked me where I was the past week. When I told him I was perfecting the Organ, he only teased and laughed at me…
So, I showed him first hand the Organ and the music that it played once he entered the Grinder…
Gabby Guildenstern, September 7th, 1456 💀
I can feel its completion coming closer and closer… But also, the concerns of Horatio’s whereabouts reaching my ears as search parties came up empty. In the deepest parts of my mind, I felt some form of remorse in adding Horatio’s parts to the Organ Grinder… But I can’t stop now…
The symphony must be perfect!
Gabby Guildenstern, September 8th, 1456
Some police came by to inspect my warehouse, believing some testimony that Horatio was last see in my area…
When they approached the Organ Grinder to see what was inside, I could almost hear the birdsong coming from its near crimson steel… And so, I gave them a much-needed push.
They provided some vital parts for the Grinder and wonderful songs as well.
Gabby Guildenstern, September 9th, 1456
Eventually, I couldn’t take the loneliness anymore… I confided in my sweetheart, Ophelia, of the organ and the music it has made. To my surprise, while she was horrified of what had become of Horatio, she still accepted the Grinder for what it was and promised me to help complete it…
Though, as she neared it, I could hear that song again, as though it desired her parts next…
Gabby Guildenstern, September 10th, 1456
My God… What have I done?! One minute, I danced with Ophelia to the music of the Organ Grinder, and then the next, I heard her voice as she fell into its maw…
With my arms outstretched…
I…
I pushed poor Ophelia…
What have I created!? What has the Organ created out of me!?
Gabby Guildenstern, September 9th, 1456
Also, I found Ophelia’s father hiding behind the curtains having watched the whole thing…
It was only natural for her to join his daughter.
Gabby Guildenstern, September 10th, 1456
And now I threw her brother into the organ after he wanted revenge for what I did.
At this point I think the whole town knows me to be the Demon Grinder of Fleet Street, but I no longer care. I am convicted to this completion now.
Gabby Guildenstern, September 11th, 1456
I hate the thing this had become… The organ is now fully complete and it is a putrid mess of bone and organs that barely resemble a human… All it needs now is to dance to its own songs…
I am not sure I will have the parts for that…
Gabby Guildenstern, September 12th, 1456
I needed a distraction. Far from the Organ Grinder…
That’s when I decided to go to my old stomping ground, the Runabout. However, as I arrived, people were afraid of me. They shrieked in terror, almost in the same tenor as the organ’s song. Police arrived, but they hesitated to take me in…
I was doomed to be this monster to my town… I knew I couldn’t remain here for much longer…
Gabby Guildenstern, October 12th, 1456
I relocated to Venice where I and the Organ Grinder will remain an enigma. The world will only know of us through the music that plays down the streets…
Gabby Guildenstern, October 13th, 1456 💀
Much like Mozarrio, I realized the final piece to make this complete is myself… I will go into the Organ so that it will make the most wondrous orchestra of pain and terror…
I will toss this journal into the waters of Venice so that it may never reach human hands, or that if it does, they may find a way to dismantle the monster I have made, for I cannot dismantle the monster it has made me.
As I go into the Organ, I look back towards Venice and wonder just what sort of music it will play for the
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