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acatalepsy_rpg2018-10-14 05:43 pm
fuck1ngusernam3) wrote in acatalepsy_rpg2018-10-14 05:43 pm
Entry tags:
- critical role: vex'ahlia,
- detroit: become human: connor,
- detroit: become human: hank anderson,
- fire emblem: lucina,
- kate daniels novels: barabas gilliam,
- original character: daylight vis lornlit,
- original character: ilde,
- persona 3: minato arisato,
- persona: naoya toudou,
- pride and prejudice: elizabeth bennet,
- red vs blue: agent washington,
- voltron: takashi shirogane
video, after the caverns
So, correct me if I'm wrong about this.
[Hank doesn't bother with an intro, just starts right on in. The angle he's holding his wrist shows both his face and the stick he's dragging along the wall behind him, which has been in a fire at some point in the recent past and leaves a long black trail of ash over the wall as he walks.]
But when all you heroes trooped into the haunted caves under the mysterious freaky lake the communication plan was along the lines of, 'gee, if someone gets their feet ate off by some freaky bullshit I sure do hope they yell real loud so I can get there before they bleed out' right? I mean, I trust you guys know to make a post letting us all know if you need backup, but what if this- [Here the screen shakes as Hank wiggles his wrist, indicating the watch] -gets busted, or stolen, or whatever?
I don't know, I was just thinking, next time a bunch of us, or just anyone, goes into something that might get bad there should be some kind of post stuck to the top of our feed that we could all check, just something like this-
[He stops walking, still talking as he starts to scratch a little list in ash onto the wall beside him.]
Hey, I wonder how little Suzy's doing. Oh, she checked in an hour ago, she's probably fine.
[He writes Suzy on the wall, and a checkmark next to her name.]
How about JimBob the Murder Bot? Oh, he hasn't checked in for about seven hours, I should take someone to go look for him.
[Next to JimBob the Murder Bot he doodles a little skull. Sorry Jimbo, it's hard out there for a figurative probably-dead robot. Better luck next time.]
Or maybe you guys would rather do some kinda daily role call like in school or, hell, maybe it's just more fun to lone wolf your way through all this world saving shit, what do I know. Decide amongst yourselves. I might be around, I might not. Just thought I'd throw this out there. I'm gonna go eat.
[Hank doesn't bother with an intro, just starts right on in. The angle he's holding his wrist shows both his face and the stick he's dragging along the wall behind him, which has been in a fire at some point in the recent past and leaves a long black trail of ash over the wall as he walks.]
But when all you heroes trooped into the haunted caves under the mysterious freaky lake the communication plan was along the lines of, 'gee, if someone gets their feet ate off by some freaky bullshit I sure do hope they yell real loud so I can get there before they bleed out' right? I mean, I trust you guys know to make a post letting us all know if you need backup, but what if this- [Here the screen shakes as Hank wiggles his wrist, indicating the watch] -gets busted, or stolen, or whatever?
I don't know, I was just thinking, next time a bunch of us, or just anyone, goes into something that might get bad there should be some kind of post stuck to the top of our feed that we could all check, just something like this-
[He stops walking, still talking as he starts to scratch a little list in ash onto the wall beside him.]
Hey, I wonder how little Suzy's doing. Oh, she checked in an hour ago, she's probably fine.
[He writes Suzy on the wall, and a checkmark next to her name.]
How about JimBob the Murder Bot? Oh, he hasn't checked in for about seven hours, I should take someone to go look for him.
[Next to JimBob the Murder Bot he doodles a little skull. Sorry Jimbo, it's hard out there for a figurative probably-dead robot. Better luck next time.]
Or maybe you guys would rather do some kinda daily role call like in school or, hell, maybe it's just more fun to lone wolf your way through all this world saving shit, what do I know. Decide amongst yourselves. I might be around, I might not. Just thought I'd throw this out there. I'm gonna go eat.
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[Hank makes a face. Is there any phrase he hates more? Well, yeah, actually, plenty. But that one's up there with em.]
I'm just saying.
[What is he saying, exactly? Better if Hank doesn't think too hard about it.]
It probably doesn't matter though, I mean, what the fuck do I know about androids or how they oughta be programmed or any of that shit. It was probably a good idea on the human's part anyway, making you guys like that.
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... It was. We were made with a purpose. Our loyalty to humanity kept us fighting for that purpose.
[ so she says, but the way her voice becomes more flat and neutral suggests she thinks otherwise, despite her attempts to hide it. She's never been that good at truly concealing her emotions.
It was a good idea to keep the war going. Was it a good idea for her? Was that good for the androids? She doesn't even know if they should be allowed an opinion on that. ]
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[He looks focused, curious now. He doesn't know what to make of that tone, doesn't have enough context or knowledge of her to figure out if she's just getting sick of talking about this. If she is, he figures she'll let him know.]
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[ the war had been going on for thousands of years without end - it was only their programming that kept them performing. And a few well-told lies, as she knows now. ]
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[He nods slowly. Androids is a topic he's familiar with, yeah, but he knows it doesn't take much to take that across the line in his head from 'normal stuff' to 'sci-fi movie'. In fact, he's pretty sure that's what just happened. Which isn't as weird as it could be, compared to everything else here, so that's fine.]
Well. Good luck with that?