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themainframe2013-09-20 12:20 pm
wheeljackofalltrades) wrote in themainframe2013-09-20 12:20 pm
008 // [Video]
[It's that time again! Wheeljack's here to clear up any and all confusion you people might have about this place. And maybe some tips for those who might be slightly not-human. Don't worry, though! His advice is accurate.
For the most part.
The feed opens up to show him on the couch of his apartment, pretty much just lounging out.]
So, we got an influx of newbies during that blackout, huh. Guess that means it'll be question time again unless someone clears up a few things. And you know me, I like to please people.
[Or annoy the crap out of them. Either way.]
Place is called the Digital World. And no, ya can't leave. Seriously, don't even try.
[There's a little pink ball of fluff curled on his stomach, poking a head up.]
Wow, you're getting right down to it, aren't you.
[With a little smirk, he pushes her head back down, back to sleep or whatever she was doing. Those eyes, however, go back to the ceiling in thought.]
Oh yeah, you're not human here. Yeah, I know. It's fraggin' impossible to do anything. But as long as ya follow the three rules, you'll make it. One. Clothes are your armor. It's pretty bad at bein' armor, but it's all ya got, so get used to it. Two, ya gotta refuel all day every day. Don't worry, their food's pretty good, and they got alcohol--pretty much defined as drink of choice. And three, breathin'. Probably should have covered breathin' first...but you've got to do it. It comes pretty naturally though, so I wouldn't worry unless you're turnin' blue in the face and too stupid to take a cue. [Misfire.]
Oh, and stop livin' on phone booths. You know who you are.
[He takes this moment to look at the crest he attached to his dog tags, inspecting it.]
You're probably going to get maimed here. Hate to say it, but pretty low chance of it -not- happenin. Things attack the city, so until we got some kind of boy scout troops or build a wall, you're gonna have to defend yourself with your little annoyance that follows you around.
I heard that!
Good. [Back to the camera] But, treat your weapon [he gestures to the Gazimon on his stomach] well, get better weapon. Good advice.
[He takes another look at the crest before looking down at You again.]
By the way, we're movin' out.
[And just like that, her head perks up.]
We are??
For the most part.
The feed opens up to show him on the couch of his apartment, pretty much just lounging out.]
So, we got an influx of newbies during that blackout, huh. Guess that means it'll be question time again unless someone clears up a few things. And you know me, I like to please people.
[Or annoy the crap out of them. Either way.]
Place is called the Digital World. And no, ya can't leave. Seriously, don't even try.
[There's a little pink ball of fluff curled on his stomach, poking a head up.]
Wow, you're getting right down to it, aren't you.
[With a little smirk, he pushes her head back down, back to sleep or whatever she was doing. Those eyes, however, go back to the ceiling in thought.]
Oh yeah, you're not human here. Yeah, I know. It's fraggin' impossible to do anything. But as long as ya follow the three rules, you'll make it. One. Clothes are your armor. It's pretty bad at bein' armor, but it's all ya got, so get used to it. Two, ya gotta refuel all day every day. Don't worry, their food's pretty good, and they got alcohol--pretty much defined as drink of choice. And three, breathin'. Probably should have covered breathin' first...but you've got to do it. It comes pretty naturally though, so I wouldn't worry unless you're turnin' blue in the face and too stupid to take a cue. [Misfire.]
Oh, and stop livin' on phone booths. You know who you are.
[He takes this moment to look at the crest he attached to his dog tags, inspecting it.]
You're probably going to get maimed here. Hate to say it, but pretty low chance of it -not- happenin. Things attack the city, so until we got some kind of boy scout troops or build a wall, you're gonna have to defend yourself with your little annoyance that follows you around.
I heard that!
Good. [Back to the camera] But, treat your weapon [he gestures to the Gazimon on his stomach] well, get better weapon. Good advice.
[He takes another look at the crest before looking down at You again.]
By the way, we're movin' out.
[And just like that, her head perks up.]
We are??
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In your apartment?
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[In chimes the hell muppet:]
The... hallway.
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[Boy he's going to throw you in a trash can.]
Okay gettin' halfway there is still not gettin' there.
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I'm sorry. I tried.
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Usually...
The 'usually' is probably what he's worried about!
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Yes. I think so.
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I said live with em.
Ya don't have to trust a missile in order to sleep in the same buildin' as it.
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How can I be content in a place I can't trust anyone.
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Then you're just gonna have to do it. You're gonna have to take that risk.
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Why do I have to?
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If ya don't take risks, ya don't go anywhere, kid. You stand still, and you rust.
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Human beings can rust?
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You know what I mean.
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Right.
[Not really.]
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Look, kid. I get it. I was a loner too. Ya think ya don't need anyone, cause it'll hurt less if they don't need ya back.
It's...not that easy.
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... I need someone. Someone I won't ever see again.
I don't... want to replace him. What else is there but being alone, then?
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No one's askin ya to replace them.
It's like a list. Your partner's always at the top. Ya just put people under them. Doesn't make the one at the top any less important.
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What, ya think I'd lie to you?
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Then no.
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Most I can give ya.
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