audio;

[reptiledysfunction]

[a pause, as he fiddles with the communicator and managed to switch on the voice.]

I've got to say, this is already better than the last time I was kidnapped and brought to a different world. [because remember Secret Wars? fuck Secret Wars. Curt pauses a bit before he talks, trying to carefully choose his words. There is no nice way to say "I can turn into a giant lizardmonster, why am I living with people" is there. so, he decides to bypass that bit entirely.]

I've lived in Florida before-granted, it wasn't this Florida in this world, but if anybody has any questions about the climate or anything like that, I'd be willing to answer them. [there's a chuckle.] Though, before you ask, I don't know how the Dolphins are doing-or if this universe even has the Miami Dolphins to begin with. [ha ha, that was a joke (sort of.) another tentative pause, before he finishes with.]

Anyway, my name's Curt Connors. It's nice to meet all of you.

Comments

AUDIO.

[reptiledysfunction]

I just use the Internet for email.

AUDIO.

[selfimage]

You're missing out on ninety-six percent of the majesty of the On-Line world.

AUDIO.

[reptiledysfunction]

Care to teach me about it then? [he's half joking, but also half serious.]

AUDIO.

[selfimage]

[this is a bad, bad, bad idea. LET'S DO IT.]

You can't spend your days internetless and alone, can you? All I require is a pizza and good conversation in return.

AUDIO.

[reptiledysfunction]

[WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG]

I can easily provide both.