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kismet_loop2015-03-12 10:01 pm
diagnosispuberty) wrote in kismet_loop2015-03-12 10:01 pm
.01 || accidental video
-- okay, joke's over, guys! Stopped being funny a long time ago! You can come out now!
[Oh dear. Someone's not in Kansas -- er, California -- anymore. Far from it; Hiro has Awakened in the Northwest District, and finds all this nature and trees extremely unusual and disconcerting. He's grimy and confused and irritated and he's trying desperately to orient himself. Where's the city? Where are the buildings or the wind turbines -- you can see those from anywhere.
The little robot following him would be way cooler if it weren't for the aforementioned nature, and the fact that Hiro has to keep shooing it away and interrupting it's welcome message.] I don't need any aid, I need my friends to stop being jerks and cut this out! Can you not-- personal space, buddy!
[He swats at the robot again, muttering dark, age-inappropriate words under his breath and stumbling over the uneven terrain. He's so focused on how irritated he is with his friends, that he almost doesn't see the wild boar snuffling through the underbrush.
...until he trips over it of course.] Hey! Watch where you're--
--o-oh boy.
[End feed.]
[Oh dear. Someone's not in Kansas -- er, California -- anymore. Far from it; Hiro has Awakened in the Northwest District, and finds all this nature and trees extremely unusual and disconcerting. He's grimy and confused and irritated and he's trying desperately to orient himself. Where's the city? Where are the buildings or the wind turbines -- you can see those from anywhere.
The little robot following him would be way cooler if it weren't for the aforementioned nature, and the fact that Hiro has to keep shooing it away and interrupting it's welcome message.] I don't need any aid, I need my friends to stop being jerks and cut this out! Can you not-- personal space, buddy!
[He swats at the robot again, muttering dark, age-inappropriate words under his breath and stumbling over the uneven terrain. He's so focused on how irritated he is with his friends, that he almost doesn't see the wild boar snuffling through the underbrush.
...until he trips over it of course.] Hey! Watch where you're--
--o-oh boy.
[End feed.]
[voice]
Moderately!
[voice]
-- okay, cause they're starting to dig.
[voice]
[There's a chuff of exasperation. Maybe you are cursed, kid.]
Ohhhosti-de-marde.
Re: [voice]
[Oh no, oh no what do those words mean??]
What? What's a deee-mard?!
[voice]
[A second.]
A swear. Quebecois.