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maskormenace2018-09-07 08:50 pm
shotgunsolutions) wrote in maskormenace2018-09-07 08:50 pm
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[The man that appears on the screen is rather scrawny looking, thin, with a large beakish nose and squinting eyes. He's dressed in an impeccable suit that he straightens a moment before his free hand goes to his hair and he starts fixing the very purposeful styling that had gone oh-so-slightly awry upon porting in. The spiked points along his forehead where carefully pinched back into place as he used the video function as a sort of mirror while he began addressing those watching.]
Well. This is a fine affair I've seemed to find myself in. I was rather hoping it was one big joke. A poor joke, but a joke all the same.
[A pause as he shuts his mouth and moves the camera so he can see the back and sides of his head to ensure they were properly spiked upward and forward the way he preferred.]
But having found myself wandering the cities referred to as 'porter cities', I've been forced to acknowledge that it isn't.
[He sighs and pulls the camera away to better take in himself and the room he was standing in. A bedroom of an assigned house. The sort most would be familiar with.]
Which unfortunately means I've been told I'm expected to live in this... squalor... until I'm able to afford a better place on my own.
[Being one of the commonly assigned homes in the suburbs, it was far from what most would consider 'squalor'. Even Oswald didn't actually consider it that, just that it wasn't where he wanted to be nor did it fit what he felt he deserved to live in after all he'd been through.]
That will take a little time. Even for me. Until then, I'm entertaining offers of more suitable homes that I can take residence in.
[A bright smile. As if his presence in a home would be a high honor.]
Oh, yes. How rude of me. Introductions. My name is Oswald Cobblepot, Mayor of Gotham.
[[[ooc: One of Oswald's powers is that he just sort of mildly reminds people of a bird. Should his face be covered, there's more that goes on, but in his current state, he just kind of gives off a vague impression of a bird. If you'd like to opt out of this power and the rest of what it does, you can do so here.
Well. This is a fine affair I've seemed to find myself in. I was rather hoping it was one big joke. A poor joke, but a joke all the same.
[A pause as he shuts his mouth and moves the camera so he can see the back and sides of his head to ensure they were properly spiked upward and forward the way he preferred.]
But having found myself wandering the cities referred to as 'porter cities', I've been forced to acknowledge that it isn't.
[He sighs and pulls the camera away to better take in himself and the room he was standing in. A bedroom of an assigned house. The sort most would be familiar with.]
Which unfortunately means I've been told I'm expected to live in this... squalor... until I'm able to afford a better place on my own.
[Being one of the commonly assigned homes in the suburbs, it was far from what most would consider 'squalor'. Even Oswald didn't actually consider it that, just that it wasn't where he wanted to be nor did it fit what he felt he deserved to live in after all he'd been through.]
That will take a little time. Even for me. Until then, I'm entertaining offers of more suitable homes that I can take residence in.
[A bright smile. As if his presence in a home would be a high honor.]
Oh, yes. How rude of me. Introductions. My name is Oswald Cobblepot, Mayor of Gotham.
[[[ooc: One of Oswald's powers is that he just sort of mildly reminds people of a bird. Should his face be covered, there's more that goes on, but in his current state, he just kind of gives off a vague impression of a bird. If you'd like to opt out of this power and the rest of what it does, you can do so here.
Re: vid - this is late and im sorry but god i love him
[You know... Even having witnessed death people brought back to life with weird powers and super human changes, they'd still been human. Having what looked like a talking multi-colored refrigerator, or something like that, on the screen was enough to jar him a bit. Though he did a good job of hiding it well.]
What's wrong with Maurtis Falls?
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[ he could care less about the city itself having issues. Every city had issues. He'd dare say that unless the murder rate was even half as high as Gotham's, the problems there couldn't be that bad.]
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[well, anyway...]
Expensive, too.
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I have a feeling, friend, that your judgement on the matter might not be the best perspective for me to follow. You not being human and all. I mean no offense, I assure you, I'm simply not certain you can fully understand what humans find to be of value and desirable in living conditions.
Your assessment of expense is likely to be more accurate to my own, however.
If I may... What are you?
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It's easy, though, so you'll probably figure it out.
Cybertronian. From Cybertron, funnily enough.
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Cybertron. A planet, I'm to assume? Or a city? I'm from Gotham, as I've mentioned. But though Gotham is a city, I would refer to myself as a Gothamite. It's a rather singular place. Particularly becoming so these past few months.
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[riptide: one of the first mto capitalists.]
It's a planet, so good guess. Gothamite sounds cool!
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[The murder part, especially. Forcing others to realize he has more power than them. That he's smarter than them. So cunning they don't even know he's had them wrapped around his finger like puppet's string until it's too late and he makes them dance and dance. And all for a little bit of money.]
Tell me about yourself... I'm sorry, I don't think I got your name, sir.
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[it feels good to him for a different reason. like it makes him a person. he relies a little too much on it to feel good about himself, but... doesn't anyone?]
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[he rubs his chin. the noise of metal on metal is not as terrible as one might expect. cybertronian alloy and all that.]
What job'd you get?
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[For both 'penguin' and 'disco' his voice rose in false pep to emphasize the excitement the name was apparently supposed to bring.]
I have experience running a nightclub. And I do have some musical background. But this will be the first time manning a DJ set up. I'm certain I'll take to it like a penguin takes to water.
[Pun definitely intended.]
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What's a penguin?
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[Because wow that sort of info-dump starter package was Ed's thing, not his. Where did that come from? He was glad he stopped himself before he started spouting off size facts about the 17 recognized species of penguins.]
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[nothing personal; riptide doesn't actually like most organic animals.]
Well, anyway, it sounds like an alright gig. Pulling in lots of cash?
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But no, not a lot of cash. I'm looking into other opportunities. I do enjoy the club scene and am fine with the general employment there, but money the position does not provide enough of.
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TV shows, is all I'm saying.
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But I do understand it works wonders for more than a few. What show or shows are you a part of?
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But social media? Tell me about that. I'm not familiar.
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[He actually still had one of his flip phones on him from when he was ported in so he pulled it from his pocket and showed it. As far as sizes went, it was certainly smaller and more convenient in that sense. But nothing else to match the smart devices.]
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[he can't even imagine living like that. even when he'd been stranded on other planets with his team he still had the tech that existed inside his head.]
Well, good job being Ported in. Your world sucks but this one has Bwitter at least!
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