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deadendjob[At first, there is very clearly a hand covering the camera lens, and a muffled voice can be heard off screen.]
Okay, okay. Just do it. Put yourself out there. But- what do I say? I’m not really a big address kinda guy- I work one on one. A mano-a-mano type, that’s me. Okay, okay, big guy. Just gonna use a line.
[A throat is cleared and the hand removed. The voice that accompanies the sudden appearance of the wild-haired man on camera is different than it was before. Booming, echoing almost. ]
I am the Lord thy God.
[There’s a pause, a cough. Then the voice turns to normal, what you’d expect to hear from the face it is coming out of.]
And, uh, heyo kiddoes, I’m hiring. Never really done this before- but, hey, gotta keep the old ball spinning, right? So looking for those resumundos for every department. Just send them to my assistant…
Uh, also hiring an assistant. That one first. The rest of you just hold off until then, yeah? Cool.
Cool, cool, cool.
[God nods, places the communicator down and then just...sits there, tapping his hands on his knees in a off-beat pattern. Apparently having no idea the comm needs to be turned off.]
Okay, okay. Just do it. Put yourself out there. But- what do I say? I’m not really a big address kinda guy- I work one on one. A mano-a-mano type, that’s me. Okay, okay, big guy. Just gonna use a line.
[A throat is cleared and the hand removed. The voice that accompanies the sudden appearance of the wild-haired man on camera is different than it was before. Booming, echoing almost. ]
I am the Lord thy God.
[There’s a pause, a cough. Then the voice turns to normal, what you’d expect to hear from the face it is coming out of.]
And, uh, heyo kiddoes, I’m hiring. Never really done this before- but, hey, gotta keep the old ball spinning, right? So looking for those resumundos for every department. Just send them to my assistant…
Uh, also hiring an assistant. That one first. The rest of you just hold off until then, yeah? Cool.
Cool, cool, cool.
[God nods, places the communicator down and then just...sits there, tapping his hands on his knees in a off-beat pattern. Apparently having no idea the comm needs to be turned off.]
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Feb. 6th, 2020 12:13 pmdragonyFebruary already. It feels like it snuck up pretty quickly, this year. It's always kind of a strange month though. It doesn't feel like winter, and it doesn't feel like spring. Too short. Too long. And Valentine's day, right in the middle — kinda makes it feel like two different months entirely.
[ It's a soft, meandering opening. The words are quiet, and the tone level, and — like usual for Ruka — a little bit maudlin. Reflective. ]
... but maybe that's just me. It's my anniversary on Sunday. The ninth. I've exPorted a couple times, and disappeared, but I've always come back on the ninth. It'll be my ninth anniversary. I'm twenty, now, and I was eleven when I left my original world. I did all my growing up here.
Here, and in the other place.
...
I... I know that trip was miserable for most everyone who went, and that... I'm sure a lot of you would call it an illusion, or a fake existence, or... something to be forgotten, as quickly as possible. I won't begrudge you for that. But... that place was real. Those people were real. Everything that happened there was real. Just like all the different versions of our own histories that coexist, even if they conflict with one another's. They're all true. To argue otherwise is a cruelty.
... Sorry. I wish I could say, "it's too bad you couldn't see it in a better time," but I don't know if there ever was a good time. But... even something as terrible as that, it's. Better. Than the alternative.
[ What an incredibly evasive way of saying hey guys I know where we went and then not actually confirming where it was. Thanks Ruka. ]
...
Anyway. All that to say, um. If you're having a hard time... synthesizing the experiences, or you don't want to deal with the dissonance of... two, separate, emotional truths, then. Let me know. I might be able to help.
[ It's a soft, meandering opening. The words are quiet, and the tone level, and — like usual for Ruka — a little bit maudlin. Reflective. ]
... but maybe that's just me. It's my anniversary on Sunday. The ninth. I've exPorted a couple times, and disappeared, but I've always come back on the ninth. It'll be my ninth anniversary. I'm twenty, now, and I was eleven when I left my original world. I did all my growing up here.
Here, and in the other place.
...
I... I know that trip was miserable for most everyone who went, and that... I'm sure a lot of you would call it an illusion, or a fake existence, or... something to be forgotten, as quickly as possible. I won't begrudge you for that. But... that place was real. Those people were real. Everything that happened there was real. Just like all the different versions of our own histories that coexist, even if they conflict with one another's. They're all true. To argue otherwise is a cruelty.
... Sorry. I wish I could say, "it's too bad you couldn't see it in a better time," but I don't know if there ever was a good time. But... even something as terrible as that, it's. Better. Than the alternative.
[ What an incredibly evasive way of saying hey guys I know where we went and then not actually confirming where it was. Thanks Ruka. ]
...
Anyway. All that to say, um. If you're having a hard time... synthesizing the experiences, or you don't want to deal with the dissonance of... two, separate, emotional truths, then. Let me know. I might be able to help.
john_morris[On the table before Morris is a full chess set. Half the figures are gleaming and gold. He picks up the final white piece. It's plastic but as he holds it, it transforms into solid shiny metallic gold. He appears pleased and places it with the rest.]
They do look quite pretty, don't they.
Would anyone like some made for themselves? Maybe another figure?
Or we could have a game of chess.
[He gives a genuinely friendly smile, nods.]
Just let me know and we could have a pleasant get together.
Oh, and does anyone here know about gold valuation? I may have need of your services.
They do look quite pretty, don't they.
Would anyone like some made for themselves? Maybe another figure?
Or we could have a game of chess.
[He gives a genuinely friendly smile, nods.]
Just let me know and we could have a pleasant get together.
Oh, and does anyone here know about gold valuation? I may have need of your services.
yilingdaddy[ Here's a gremlin Chinese man some people already know, but not many YET! He grins at the comm and gives a little wave. ]
Hello! It's about time for the Lantern Festival so I was wondering how many people here celebrate it? And where is the best place to find supplies to make them?
[ He's forgetting something...Oh! Right! He makes a little bow. ]
My name is Wei Wuxian. Any help you can give would be great!
--
Private to Lan Wangji:
[ Wuxian's learning about how to do these privacy settings things, and he'd rather this bit NOT be overheard by just anyone... ]
Lan Zhan! We should make a lantern together! [ He's being serious in a...teasing...playful kind of way. ] It should have cute bunnies on it!
Hello! It's about time for the Lantern Festival so I was wondering how many people here celebrate it? And where is the best place to find supplies to make them?
[ He's forgetting something...Oh! Right! He makes a little bow. ]
My name is Wei Wuxian. Any help you can give would be great!
--
Private to Lan Wangji:
[ Wuxian's learning about how to do these privacy settings things, and he'd rather this bit NOT be overheard by just anyone... ]
Lan Zhan! We should make a lantern together! [ He's being serious in a...teasing...playful kind of way. ] It should have cute bunnies on it!