dear diary 001

[onetwosixshit]

Who: Oscar Mike and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva [video]
When: 6/27

[Video]

[There's a slight crackle as the transmission begins, but it's almost immediately interrupted by a horrendous banging noise, and the screen is momentarily invaded by an out of of focus blob of colour again and again. Beyond the noise, it's possible to make out a voice that seems to be both very far away as well as muffled by something or someone.]

Hey, hey computer. Computer person, you there?

[Thankfully the banging stops after only a few moments; someone's been tapping at the camera, but has since figured out that it isn't doing anything helpful. Without the finger to focus on, the camera is finally able to come into focus, revealing a- well, someone fully decked out in regulation power armor. Someone that sounds very confused and just a little annoyed.]

Okay, cool, guess you're taking a nap or something. Not like a guy's stuck here, no clue where he is, nah go on and take your computer nap and-look get me the hell out of here.

Montana? Cap'n Galt? Galilea? [There's an exasperated noise.] Benedict? Look haha, funny. Come pick me up from where ever this is. The computer is taking a lame-ass nap or something.

(ooc: Oscar Mike is actually semiliterate, so any characters responding in text are likely to have their messages at least somewhat misinterpreted.  I'm so sorry)

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Video

[kill_switch]

[The feed opens up on Furiosa sitting up in a tree in the wilderness. She hasn't checked into the network for a while, liking the solitude the forest gives her, but her instinct to keep an eye on things hasn't gone away.]

I'm afraid no one is going to be picking you up from this one.

[onetwosixshit]

Ex-nay space hippie, soon as this computer wakes up- [There's another awful banging noise as he taps at the camera again.] it's buh-bye to this freaky place.

[kill_switch]

[Space hippie. That's a new one.]

I can't say I'm an expert in tech, but I don't think that's going to happen.

[onetwosixshit]

'course it's gonna happen. Just takes some-

[There's a slight inhale.]

HEY COMPUTER LADY OR GUY OR NONBIANARY INDIVIDUAL, WAKE UP.

[kill_switch]

You're wasting your breath and killing my ears.

Why would you think that's all it takes? [She's still a little unclear on the concept hes trying to express.]

[onetwosixshit]

Get better ears then! Or something! Ha!

[There's a small spattering of laughter; in his own mind, he's hilarious.]

Because that's how it works. I 'unno, I'm not a nerd that does nerd things with nerd computers. Just plug in the stuff, computer person does the rest, then it's back to shootin' dudes.

[kill_switch]

Can't say I've ever experienced anything like that here. [Furiosa has to admit to herself that she's a little fascinated by this guy's persistence and optimism.]

[onetwosixshit]

Wait what? [That sounds not good. Really not good.]

What the hell do you do if it's not shootin' dudes?

[kill_switch]

I'm still trying to find the answer to that. Started a monthly sparring session, if you get restless. Practice only, no killing, but it gets the job done.

[onetwosixshit]

Wait, no killing? The hell kind of sparring is that? Gotta just shake it all off, get back on the field, like 'hi I was dead it was pretty cool and now I'm going to make you dead-er!'

[kill_switch]

[She looks at him, deadpan, through the feed.] A lot of people here have had enough of death. I know I have. I don't want anyone searching for Valhalla under my watch.

[onetwosixshit]

Valwhatawha? You're talkin' in weird words.

[kill_switch]

[She chuckles dryly, not sure if she should be giving this guy any ideas for a glorious afterlife.]

Some people of my world were convinced of an afterlife. They constantly threw themselves at death in hopes of finding it.

[onetwosixshit]

Ch, lameeeee. It's mostly like everything goes dark and then hey I was dead it was AWESOME and then you get back out there. Nothing really to it.

[kill_switch]

Where I come from, people don't come back.

[onetwosixshit]

Oh.

Yeah. A lotta guys don't come back where I'm from too.

[A lot of clones.]

[kill_switch]

So maybe you can see where I don't like to joke around with death.

[onetwosixshit]

Er, yeah.

[Though he does mutter under his breath.] wasn't joking.