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maskormenace2016-10-04 07:48 pm
arsiento) wrote in maskormenace2016-10-04 07:48 pm
Entry tags:
- harleen quinzel | harley quinn,
- jonathan crane | scarecrow,
- joseph kavinsky | n/a,
- † bianca reyes | n/a,
- † chato santana | el diablo,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † hemali | n/a,
- † isaac gates | felix,
- † jack | n/a,
- † james jesse | the trickster,
- † kaidan alenko | sentinel,
- † mick rory | heat wave,
- † sally mckenna | hypodermic sally,
- † sam ortez | locus,
- † yuri petrov | lunatic
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[ The feed turns on shakily and abruptly, showing at first a view of mostly sky, but then it catches more blurry glimpses of scenery -- what might be recognizable as downtown Nonah, if someone were to squint or was just very familiar with the area by now -- as it moves again, as if being wrestled from someone. Voices can be heard above the fainter sounds of traffic, although there's the steady pulse of a nearby car stereo playing loudly and, occasionally, an engine revving.
Then the communicator steadies, being held at its owner's side; the camera now gives an un-aimed view the street, though at a somewhat diagonal, catching about half of the car in question in the shot. A guy's voice, about a foot away, says: "--the sickest shit I ever seen, man! Orale, show the guy, Angie!" And then the communicator moves again, the man holding it taking a step back as Angie breathes fire about five feet into the air. Only the fire and not Angie herself is visible on the screen, although within moments the speaker is stepping close again.
"You see that? It's legit, right? Just one selfie, man! Just one, come on!" ]
Then what, you'll finally beat it? [ Diablo's not speaking into the communicator, obviously, so his voice is muted, though still audible. ] I got nothing to say about no heroes, kid. Whatever you want? It ain't got nothing to do with me.
[ "Yeah, yeah, whatever! Damn, why you got to be such a bummer, dude?" The communicator raises again, rotating around to show two people: #1, a heavily tattooed man in a letterman-style jacket, "Diablo" embroidered on it like a nametag, looking impatiently at #2, who appears to be a teenager with slicked back hair ("AA" shaved into the sides), a lightning bolt tattoo on his neck, and large mirrored sunglasses. ]
Okay, how--
[ But, smiling delightedly, the boy waves into the camera, declaring: "Heeeey, imPorts! Que onda, stay crazy, guys -- we still believe in you! We got your backs now, so take it easy! Ride or die, man!" before he laughs and runs out of frame to join his off-screen friends; the car motor revs again. Diablo, still holding the communicator, does nothing for a moment except flick his eyes irritably and skeptically in that direction, then turns the camera around to capture the kids driving away. The car's plate reads "DOUBLE A". ]
Man, the hell was that. [ And now the camera once again rotates, his skeptical gaze gracing the screen. ] If that's what you all got around here, then no wonder they be importing in heroes like furniture.
[ Well... "heroes," as the still-dubious expression on his face may go on to suggest. He shrugs, then shakes his head. ]
But hey, y'know-- it's whatever. Anyone know where's a good shoe place around here?
Then the communicator steadies, being held at its owner's side; the camera now gives an un-aimed view the street, though at a somewhat diagonal, catching about half of the car in question in the shot. A guy's voice, about a foot away, says: "--the sickest shit I ever seen, man! Orale, show the guy, Angie!" And then the communicator moves again, the man holding it taking a step back as Angie breathes fire about five feet into the air. Only the fire and not Angie herself is visible on the screen, although within moments the speaker is stepping close again.
"You see that? It's legit, right? Just one selfie, man! Just one, come on!" ]
Then what, you'll finally beat it? [ Diablo's not speaking into the communicator, obviously, so his voice is muted, though still audible. ] I got nothing to say about no heroes, kid. Whatever you want? It ain't got nothing to do with me.
[ "Yeah, yeah, whatever! Damn, why you got to be such a bummer, dude?" The communicator raises again, rotating around to show two people: #1, a heavily tattooed man in a letterman-style jacket, "Diablo" embroidered on it like a nametag, looking impatiently at #2, who appears to be a teenager with slicked back hair ("AA" shaved into the sides), a lightning bolt tattoo on his neck, and large mirrored sunglasses. ]
Okay, how--
[ But, smiling delightedly, the boy waves into the camera, declaring: "Heeeey, imPorts! Que onda, stay crazy, guys -- we still believe in you! We got your backs now, so take it easy! Ride or die, man!" before he laughs and runs out of frame to join his off-screen friends; the car motor revs again. Diablo, still holding the communicator, does nothing for a moment except flick his eyes irritably and skeptically in that direction, then turns the camera around to capture the kids driving away. The car's plate reads "DOUBLE A". ]
Man, the hell was that. [ And now the camera once again rotates, his skeptical gaze gracing the screen. ] If that's what you all got around here, then no wonder they be importing in heroes like furniture.
[ Well... "heroes," as the still-dubious expression on his face may go on to suggest. He shrugs, then shakes his head. ]
But hey, y'know-- it's whatever. Anyone know where's a good shoe place around here?
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[ Then... he stares. Is he being made fun of?? He can't even tell. ]
You kidding, right?
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[ A pause. ] Just because something's been worn before doesn't make it bad. It means it was worn in, right?
I'd take a comfy pair of shoes over something I have to break in any day.
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I ain't got no beef with thrift stores, homie, but it still ain't where you buy no pair of sneakers. You really spending money on some "worn in" shoes when those what you got on already?
No, I'm talking new ones, man -- otherwise why'm I even asking?
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New, new shoes.
[ A pause, then. It just takes him a while, sometimes. ]
I guess I always go to this place on fifth in Heropa, when I'm looking for something like that.
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Yeah, man. That's what I said -- new shoes. [ BRO... ] So what's that place like?
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How does one describe a shoe store... ]
It's pretty... [ A half-laugh, half-scoff ] Down to Earth? Not a lot of fuss -- but it sells a little bit of everything. Combat boots, tennis shoes... formal shoes...
What are you looking for, exactly?
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You stuck in one of the other cities? Maybe someone local might help. Or maybe... what's that site called again? Welp? Something like that. Reviews things. [ He's from the future, he doesn't really know what Yelp is ]
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How long they last...whether you're getting value for your money... I don't know about you, but if I'm spending sixty dollars or so on a new pair, I want it to be worth it, and not fall apart in a month or so.
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Look, man, just forget about it. I dunno what you thinking when you buying shoes, but you ain't gotta answer me nothing you ain't got no answers for. It's cool.
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What's... what's a Nike?
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... Though that does explain a lot. ]
Nike a brand name, man. Do yourself a favor next time you out getting shoes.
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It's not a brand where I come from. [ Nike doesn't live to the 2185's sadly. ]
I'll, uh, keep that in mind. If they have it here.
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Diablo exhales, and is just going to pretend like he didn't hear that last sentence, drawing a Nike swoop in the air with fire. ]
Just look for the checkmark and you good, homie. They make it real easy that way.
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The visuals help, I have to say. Although I feel a little bad, since... I was the one who was trying to help you. [ He rubbed at the back of his neck. ]
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[ Isn't he nice? ]