[There is a... thing. On a video feed staring at you. Piercingly. With black, soulless eyes.]
Space, eh? The final frontier! I remember my first intergalactic journey quite well, you know. It all started in the days as a delinquent. I was directionless, alone, and yet strangely popular. And then, one day, it all changed!
[He pauses dramatically. And doesn't continue. Has he stopped? Or maybe died? He's not moving...]
Space, eh? The final frontier! I remember my first intergalactic journey quite well, you know. It all started in the days as a delinquent. I was directionless, alone, and yet strangely popular. And then, one day, it all changed!
[He pauses dramatically. And doesn't continue. Has he stopped? Or maybe died? He's not moving...]
[Have a short blond kid looking around, rather confused. This is not where he was, and he's pretty sure it's not where he's supposed to be. He's not sure if he's supposed to be angry or disappointed or something else entirely, but it's manifested into a rather sour-faced expression.]
Am I even supposed to be here?
Am I even supposed to be here?
[There's a young man with ridiculous anime hair giving the camera a skeptical look.]
Am I really supposed to believe I'm in space? Yeah, the evidence seems overwhelmingly real, but it's still a little hard to accept.
Am I really supposed to believe I'm in space? Yeah, the evidence seems overwhelmingly real, but it's still a little hard to accept.
[Sarge has found a place of cover (ie: a rock in one of the Garden Zones) and peeks out from behind it intermittently while trying to contact Command]
Mayday, mayday. Command, this is Red Team's Sarge. I don't know how they did it, but those bastard Blues went and stole the whole canyon! All I've got left is this rock, but they won't get it from me, or my name isn't Sarge.
Command, Command, do you read? This is Red Team. We have a dire situation here and need backup. And a new canyon. ...and a new base. Pronto.
Mayday, mayday. Command, this is Red Team's Sarge. I don't know how they did it, but those bastard Blues went and stole the whole canyon! All I've got left is this rock, but they won't get it from me, or my name isn't Sarge.
Command, Command, do you read? This is Red Team. We have a dire situation here and need backup. And a new canyon. ...and a new base. Pronto.
[ Stare. ]
It... all changed.
Wow! Fascinating. You win the storytelling award for being the best at telling stories!
That was sarcasm.
It... all changed.
Wow! Fascinating. You win the storytelling award for being the best at telling stories!
That was sarcasm.
I'm going to respond as Command. Because Command is bored.Shes from Recon time just for this thread.
[She hadn't yet turned off her radio, so when she picks up something from it and it's this idiot? Well, she's bored, cranky, slightly confused and feels like messing with someone.]
This is command, I read you loud and clear.
Uh, I don't think we can do that, Sargeant. Canyons are pretty hard to come by.
This is command, I read you loud and clear.
Uh, I don't think we can do that, Sargeant. Canyons are pretty hard to come by.
Wow. Rude! Calling somebody a fool when you're dressed like that.
Foolishly.
With your dumb foolhat. That only a fool would wear! Fool.
Foolishly.
With your dumb foolhat. That only a fool would wear! Fool.
[ ...You know, he really did think he was going to have a nice, peaceful walk and not be bothered by anyone, but apparently that wasn't on the menu today. It's been months since he's used his helmet radio, given the network renders it unnecessary, so when it crackles to life he almost thinks he's hearing things at first.
And then-- well, then he just wishes he was.
Wash stops dead right where he is, not realizing his own radio had turned on in order to receive the message. ]
You've got to be fucking kidding me.
And then-- well, then he just wishes he was.
Wash stops dead right where he is, not realizing his own radio had turned on in order to receive the message. ]
You've got to be fucking kidding me.
Fool! Don't you know anything about fashion?
Fashion is stupid! Like your hat. So I guess it is the most fashionable hat that ever existed! Ever. Way to go!
It is, in fact! The tail of its creation is almost as epic as my legend, which began in the 12th century!
Reinforcements, then? Those Blues could be anywhere and I'm alone out here.
...You have a legend.
You.
Legend my spinal crease! You're about as legendary as the grubtoast I ate for breakfast. And it was pretty shitty grubtoast.
You.
Legend my spinal crease! You're about as legendary as the grubtoast I ate for breakfast. And it was pretty shitty grubtoast.
I was thinking of doing Doc but...I thought this would be funnier.
What happened to the last reinforcements we sent you?
[She's grinning. He actually thinks he can get reinforcements out here?!]
[She's grinning. He actually thinks he can get reinforcements out here?!]
[oh hey, he sort of recognises that voice. a bit. not that it matters, there's someone else here!]
This is life and death, soldier. Dire, even!
This is life and death, soldier. Dire, even!
Not here, obviously. I'm betting the Blues stole them with everything else.
No! I want you to stop FOOLing at me. Preferably right the fuck now.
[When one goes to bed and wakes up the following morning in order to go slay an Archdemon, well.
This is not exactly where he was expecting to drop in to.
...Hm.
The Warden listened to the illusion -- must have been some sort of astral projection? Magic is a bit out of his ability to understand -- and more or less understood. But it doesn't help him. He needs to go back now.]
Maker so help me if I cannot go back.
[Time to find a way out of here.]
This is not exactly where he was expecting to drop in to.
...Hm.
The Warden listened to the illusion -- must have been some sort of astral projection? Magic is a bit out of his ability to understand -- and more or less understood. But it doesn't help him. He needs to go back now.]
Maker so help me if I cannot go back.
[Time to find a way out of here.]










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