Alex Mercer (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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maskormenace2015-05-12 05:58 pm
maskedhumanity) wrote in maskormenace2015-05-12 05:58 pm
01: Voice
[Tired of the new people on the network yet? Too bad, there's an annoyed guy with a lot on his mind and if he doesn't get it out he might explode. Or punch out a wall. Either way talking is the better alternative.]
It's a pretty nice racket going on here, I've got to admit. Bring people in, tell them they can't be sent back, then politely ask for their cooperation in exchange for a cozy life and no effort job. Or is that last one unique in my case? It'd be surprising if it was, seems they'd want to keep everyone as happy as possible to get them to sign on as glorified weapons.
[There's a pause, though it's far from silent. The frantic clacking of a keyboard fills the space of speech for a moment before he goes on.]
How do they even decide on these things anyway? Feels like a bad joke, or an insult, maybe both. I can only write about the Illuminati sanctioned marriage of Bigfoot and the Loch Ness Monster so many times before it gets old.
[Maybe he should stop rambling and actually say something constructive like normal people would. This is a glorified social network for the misplaced super-powered, might as well be social. Or try to, at least.]
Right, right, Alex Mercer, stuck in De Chima, nice city, quieter than what I'm used to. Do things ever getting exciting around here?
It's a pretty nice racket going on here, I've got to admit. Bring people in, tell them they can't be sent back, then politely ask for their cooperation in exchange for a cozy life and no effort job. Or is that last one unique in my case? It'd be surprising if it was, seems they'd want to keep everyone as happy as possible to get them to sign on as glorified weapons.
[There's a pause, though it's far from silent. The frantic clacking of a keyboard fills the space of speech for a moment before he goes on.]
How do they even decide on these things anyway? Feels like a bad joke, or an insult, maybe both. I can only write about the Illuminati sanctioned marriage of Bigfoot and the Loch Ness Monster so many times before it gets old.
[Maybe he should stop rambling and actually say something constructive like normal people would. This is a glorified social network for the misplaced super-powered, might as well be social. Or try to, at least.]
Right, right, Alex Mercer, stuck in De Chima, nice city, quieter than what I'm used to. Do things ever getting exciting around here?