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[ The video begins with a dark-haired man centered in the middle of the frame. He’s got dark eyes, a precisely cut goatee, and hair that’s a little too styled to be naturally that neat. There isn’t a lot to see beyond his chin, he’s sitting too close to the camera, but what can be seen looks vaguely like a shirt of shiny red metal.
His brow knits almost immediately after the feed starts recording, his expression edging toward disbelief as his lips twist into a mild frown. ]
Look. I get it. In a time of crisis, rationing’s necessary to keep resources moving in the right direction. Perfectly understandable. You guys needed to save your turtle. What responsible citizen wouldn’t do their part for that noble cause?
[ There’s a slight hint f sarcasm creeping into his voice, as though he’s heard the whole turtle spiel already and not only hasn’t been impressed, but also doesn’t really buy it either. Not even after having spent half a day scouring the network for information about what’s really going on here before making this video. ]
But really? Twenty bucks?
[ The low, indistinct murmur of another voice can be heard, though what it’s saying and who it belongs to is anyone’s guess. Whatever it says, it’s enough to make the man roll his eyes. ]
Juulan. Whatever. Doesn’t matter. The point — [ Whether he’s talking to the camera or the unidentified voice is unclear. ] — is that it isn’t enough for a day, let alone the entire bogus adventure.
[ It isn’t so much the way he looks at the camera – his eyes have never left it – but the change of his tone, less querulous and more curious, that indicates that he’s talking to whoever’s on the other end of the console. ]
So really. Turtle propaganda aside. What’s a guy gotta do to get some decent money around here? Sell his organs? Hit the street corners? Scrub barnacles off the bottom of the turtle? What?
His brow knits almost immediately after the feed starts recording, his expression edging toward disbelief as his lips twist into a mild frown. ]
Look. I get it. In a time of crisis, rationing’s necessary to keep resources moving in the right direction. Perfectly understandable. You guys needed to save your turtle. What responsible citizen wouldn’t do their part for that noble cause?
[ There’s a slight hint f sarcasm creeping into his voice, as though he’s heard the whole turtle spiel already and not only hasn’t been impressed, but also doesn’t really buy it either. Not even after having spent half a day scouring the network for information about what’s really going on here before making this video. ]
But really? Twenty bucks?
[ The low, indistinct murmur of another voice can be heard, though what it’s saying and who it belongs to is anyone’s guess. Whatever it says, it’s enough to make the man roll his eyes. ]
Juulan. Whatever. Doesn’t matter. The point — [ Whether he’s talking to the camera or the unidentified voice is unclear. ] — is that it isn’t enough for a day, let alone the entire bogus adventure.
[ It isn’t so much the way he looks at the camera – his eyes have never left it – but the change of his tone, less querulous and more curious, that indicates that he’s talking to whoever’s on the other end of the console. ]
So really. Turtle propaganda aside. What’s a guy gotta do to get some decent money around here? Sell his organs? Hit the street corners? Scrub barnacles off the bottom of the turtle? What?
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I didn't have shoes because I wasn't wearing them when I showed up. I promise the future has shoes. That's seriously your concern about the future? 'Will there be shoes?'
Thanks? But I still don't hear you explaining.
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Actually, my biggest concern about the future is the unitard problem. But a case could be made for shoes too.
[ Oh, fine. He'll give him the answer he was originally going to say. ]
Forty-two. That's the explanation.
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Unitards are a problem? You're kinda wearing a metal one there, buddy.
[Bart snickers. He has read that book, Tony Stark.] So you're telling me it's a 'how many roads must a man walk down?' solution? Cause the real Ultimate Question was 'what do you get if you multiply six by nine.'
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It's a suit. Not a unitard. Do your unitards have missiles? I don't think so.
[ Ah, a fellow geek. Tony grins at him. ] That's exactly the solution.
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The unitards don't need missiles. Plasma guns exist.
That's a crappy solution. But. I guess it doesn't matter. Life's what you make it.
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[ It's possible he wouldn't sound quite so proud of his AI if he thought there was even a remote possibility that JARVIS would go Skynet on the world. But he knows he won't. ]
Plasma guns? Really? I made something like that once. Prototype. Never really took off. Military was too attacked to bullets.
And I say, make it fun.
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[Bart nods.] Yeah, really. Why is that surprising? Energy's easier to come by than the right bullets in the field.
Doing my best! It's not always a blast, but it's never dull.
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What matters is that you try. Trust me, some things seem to resist fun. People too. Personally, I think that just means that they're born members of the fun police.
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Kinda hard to swap from that to fun. But - yeah. I know a few of those.
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I only know of one. All the rest... You're right. The world would be better off without war. It's just figuring out how to get that that's the problem. I guess the future isn't any better off in that regard?
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N-not really. Maybe a little. Less borders to fight over, more. Stereotypical utilitarian dystopia. Or. It was when I left. Haven't been back to really check up on it.
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[ Is this joke getting old yet? It will. He's not going to let it go. ]
You should drop in on my time sometime. It's not half bad.
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Could do that. But I'm not sure your time matters if your world is different.
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[ Ordinary people might be perturbed by that. Ordinary people also tend to have a healthy self-preservation instinct. ]
So it's different? Not just time-wise but dimension-wise too?
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That's not funny.
And. Probably? I don't recognize that gear you've got on there. I kinda get the feeling I should. If it's same world/same time.
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[ This is why he shouldn't talk to people. Or be let out in public. ]
In my world, I'm the only one who wears stuff like this. I made it.
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[Heroes need other heroes. For like. Checks and balances. And backup.]
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Hey - is it true that cell phone batteries have exploded and killed people?
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Lithium-ion batteries can explode. But you're more likely to get hit by lightning than you are to have your phone combust. Unless you hang out with Thor.
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I don't know Thor, but. I'm pretty certain my odds are higher on lightning than you'd think.
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