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[And your video for the day is of...Livewire's suite. And no Livewire. Just the second floor area, really. THIS IS EXCITING STUFF only not really, but it's definitely a case of somebody showboating, because after a few seconds of absolutely nothing worth phoning home about, she makes her appearance.
In the form of plenty of flickering lights, the crackle of electricity, and even a few localized thunderclaps as several electrical arcs fire out of the ceiling lights to strike the floor just in front of the console desk. And it's not long before someone's oh-so-distinctive figure starts to form inside the current, solidifying with one final clap of thunder. Even making sure to smile and pose for the camera when she finishes.
Yes, she's showing off, and she's being about as subtle as a brick wall about it. Not everybody knows about her after all, and she can't have that.]
That's right, I'm back, babies! Livewire's juiced up and ready to hit the town! And hey, I'm feelin' generous, maybe I'll even pay a few of you a visit. Share the love, ya know?
[But, showing off wasn't the only reason she'd decided to reappear on the network so soon...well, not technically. But her ego was just as heavily involved with her other motive.]
But before I bring a little fun to this lousy excuse for a vacation, I got somethin' to say. A-hem...
I KNEW IT! Crack the whip on those caped creeps where everyone can see it, and BAM! Problem solved! Without their adoring public around, those miserable halfwits'll slack off 'til you threaten 'em with a little negative PR!
[She seems positively giddy about the fact that this no-powers thing got solved less than 48 hours after she made her last address. And she's making absolutely no effort to hide it, and probably couldn't stop beaming at the camera right now even if she wanted to. It's actually a small miracle she's not jumping up and down right now, even if she is regularly pacing back and forth in every which direction, trying to find some way to walk off all that excitement. Ultimately, she just leans back into the camera for another close-up.]
No thanks necessary, my babies, it's what I do! Gimme a call the next time those losers start screwin' around, your Mistress of the Airwaves will be happy to get on their case about it.
If you make it worth my while, of course.
[...yes, she actually believes this is exactly what happened, and good luck convincing her otherwise.]
In the form of plenty of flickering lights, the crackle of electricity, and even a few localized thunderclaps as several electrical arcs fire out of the ceiling lights to strike the floor just in front of the console desk. And it's not long before someone's oh-so-distinctive figure starts to form inside the current, solidifying with one final clap of thunder. Even making sure to smile and pose for the camera when she finishes.
Yes, she's showing off, and she's being about as subtle as a brick wall about it. Not everybody knows about her after all, and she can't have that.]
That's right, I'm back, babies! Livewire's juiced up and ready to hit the town! And hey, I'm feelin' generous, maybe I'll even pay a few of you a visit. Share the love, ya know?
[But, showing off wasn't the only reason she'd decided to reappear on the network so soon...well, not technically. But her ego was just as heavily involved with her other motive.]
But before I bring a little fun to this lousy excuse for a vacation, I got somethin' to say. A-hem...
I KNEW IT! Crack the whip on those caped creeps where everyone can see it, and BAM! Problem solved! Without their adoring public around, those miserable halfwits'll slack off 'til you threaten 'em with a little negative PR!
[She seems positively giddy about the fact that this no-powers thing got solved less than 48 hours after she made her last address. And she's making absolutely no effort to hide it, and probably couldn't stop beaming at the camera right now even if she wanted to. It's actually a small miracle she's not jumping up and down right now, even if she is regularly pacing back and forth in every which direction, trying to find some way to walk off all that excitement. Ultimately, she just leans back into the camera for another close-up.]
No thanks necessary, my babies, it's what I do! Gimme a call the next time those losers start screwin' around, your Mistress of the Airwaves will be happy to get on their case about it.
If you make it worth my while, of course.
[...yes, she actually believes this is exactly what happened, and good luck convincing her otherwise.]
text; anonymous
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[Not here]
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What in the name of Rao are you talking about?
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[She could tack on an even more insulting comment here, but she's in too good a mood.]
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What is it you expect to be thanked for?
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