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maskormenace2016-02-08 10:11 am
wizzardly) wrote in maskormenace2016-02-08 10:11 am
Entry tags:
- anakin skywalker | darth vader,
- † bill cipher | your lord and master,
- † commander shepard | blasto,
- † dorian gray | n/a,
- † francis urquhart | n/a,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † ken kaneki | one eyed king,
- † kitty jones | n/a,
- † l'arachel | n/a,
- † lucifer | n/a,
- † mabel pines | n/a,
- † ray kowalski | n/a,
- † rincewind | n/a,
- † sabriel | abhorsen,
- † yuri lowell | n/a
Video; open to Action for Nonah #03 residents
[This is not Rincewind's first attempt at accessing the network. Shamefully, it's not even his fourth attempt, even after all the helpful advice (which he smiled brightly through and nodded at and didn't listen to at all). Obviously he's managed to get the unfamiliar technology to finally work for him though, as that's definitely his sullen face coming across the imPort channels. He's on the floor of his new room, his back against his bed and his arm slung over a large wooden chest. His broad-brimmed hat proclaims him to be a 'Wizzard'.
He is also, quite obviously, very drunk.]
Right. I think we can all agree that this is absolutely mad, right? And not even - not even all these things that are going 'round doing stuff without any sort of magic or tiny imps painting pictures inside them, that's not even what I'm talking about here, that part I could almost like, since it seems somewhat sensible, the principle of it. ...Although it still isn't, is it, because there's apparently all these powers and such, which totally throws that whole thing about being sensible right out the window. And being handed out like meat-pies or something too, with no thought as to who's getting them. M'sure that's not something that's going to blow up in anyone's face, is it? Probably literally, if I had my guess.
...Right, where was I going with this?
[there's a pause as Rincewind casts about for the tenuous line of focus that brought him here in the first place, and which he's sure to be appropriately horrified he followed when he sobers up tomorrow.
Apparently he finds it again, and slaps his hand (the one not currently holding a bottle of wine) on the wooden trunk for emphasis. The chest lifts its lid some, in grumpy protest.] - Heroes! Heroes, that's what I was getting at - this whole business about people being fished out of their own perfectly good - well, okay, mostly good. Somewhat. ...At least familiar worlds, and then being asked to - to - to do what? Be a hero? I've met heroes, you know, quite more than I'd have liked, and do you know what heroes are?
Dangerous, that's what. [firmly.] Dangerous, utterly reckless madmen, that's what heroes are. People who have as much trouble realizing why you shouldn't go barreling into dark caves full of horrible monsters to get the gold, or rescue the girl, as they do recognizing a good thing when they have it. Which is living. ...Which they risk. ...To be heroes.
But you know the most important thing about them? [he continues, fervently] The most important thing about heroes is that - ! Well, it's that - !
...It's that I'm not one.
[Rincewind quiets, and swipes the sleeve of his robe across his nose with a miserable, dry sniff. He frowns, sighs.] Not that it matters, I suppose. Not that it ever matters.
He is also, quite obviously, very drunk.]
Right. I think we can all agree that this is absolutely mad, right? And not even - not even all these things that are going 'round doing stuff without any sort of magic or tiny imps painting pictures inside them, that's not even what I'm talking about here, that part I could almost like, since it seems somewhat sensible, the principle of it. ...Although it still isn't, is it, because there's apparently all these powers and such, which totally throws that whole thing about being sensible right out the window. And being handed out like meat-pies or something too, with no thought as to who's getting them. M'sure that's not something that's going to blow up in anyone's face, is it? Probably literally, if I had my guess.
...Right, where was I going with this?
[there's a pause as Rincewind casts about for the tenuous line of focus that brought him here in the first place, and which he's sure to be appropriately horrified he followed when he sobers up tomorrow.
Apparently he finds it again, and slaps his hand (the one not currently holding a bottle of wine) on the wooden trunk for emphasis. The chest lifts its lid some, in grumpy protest.] - Heroes! Heroes, that's what I was getting at - this whole business about people being fished out of their own perfectly good - well, okay, mostly good. Somewhat. ...At least familiar worlds, and then being asked to - to - to do what? Be a hero? I've met heroes, you know, quite more than I'd have liked, and do you know what heroes are?
Dangerous, that's what. [firmly.] Dangerous, utterly reckless madmen, that's what heroes are. People who have as much trouble realizing why you shouldn't go barreling into dark caves full of horrible monsters to get the gold, or rescue the girl, as they do recognizing a good thing when they have it. Which is living. ...Which they risk. ...To be heroes.
But you know the most important thing about them? [he continues, fervently] The most important thing about heroes is that - ! Well, it's that - !
...It's that I'm not one.
[Rincewind quiets, and swipes the sleeve of his robe across his nose with a miserable, dry sniff. He frowns, sighs.] Not that it matters, I suppose. Not that it ever matters.
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You keep mentioning him, your brother. Is he here with you too?
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["Walking around" like he's not going to try to find the Luggage and its owner immediately.]
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...I think it's probably because the town we all came from is just really strange in general.
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It could be the power of Mabel... I am probably the most enchanting person of all time! But nah I haven't got any magic powers, so it's gotta be weird dimensional coincidences.
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...Right, okay, you don't get to just say something like that and then not explain it.
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[magical pigs? What and how and most of all, why? There's nothing particularly magical about pigs, as far as Rincewind is aware.]
Has it actually come in useful?
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Aw, no, don't be afraid! Pigs are the best and the sweetest animals of all. Especially the Waddleses. I'll show you! When you meet them you'll be blown away by how cuddly and great they are.
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