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driftfleet2015-08-26 07:00 pm
feathery) wrote in driftfleet2015-08-26 07:00 pm
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Who: Davesprite and whoever!
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: The Wonderballduck or stations, if u want.
When: Nowish.
real talk
is there a fucking secret to getting an update around here
i dont mean atromas nonupdate bs that might as well be equatable to a feral child smearing his own diarrhea hullside in a crude reenactment of an already crude neolithic cave painting
but like picking up radio signals or tv stations from our own realities
maybe tuning into whatever godawful shenanigans your posse has gotten up to in your absence
or nonabsence
lets not panic unnecessarily here you all probably know the drill by now there is no fire
so yeah i guess this is a poll
what misfortune has to befall someone before they get firsthand experience with what happens in their timeline
i need specs on these close encounters of the fourth dimensional kind
is it inevitably "whoops i went to sleep or hit my head and now its 20 minutes into the future" or do we have options
asking specifically for people who cant just concuss themselves and receive download options for chill time with obama
or
you know
whatevers going on where youre from
[And, tacked on as an afterthought:]
p.s. if you find feathers clogging anything shipboard it wasnt me
[Aboard the Wonderduck, the resident crowkid can be found at a computer terminal, fucking around with something between bouts of annoyed wing-scratching. He is molting, albeit a little later than usual. It sucks and there are probably black feathers lodged in odd places. As for the stations, well. He's still molting, just at a picnic table. He's perched right in its center, legs crossed beneath him, and sure is making an unnecessary amount of noise with a chip bag. In fact, he's surrounded by a downright implausible number of chip bags, some popped and some not, and some with an unusual orange-glowing property to them.
He may or may not ask if anyone wants to take some of these glowing chips. It's for science.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: The Wonder
When: Nowish.
real talk
is there a fucking secret to getting an update around here
i dont mean atromas nonupdate bs that might as well be equatable to a feral child smearing his own diarrhea hullside in a crude reenactment of an already crude neolithic cave painting
but like picking up radio signals or tv stations from our own realities
maybe tuning into whatever godawful shenanigans your posse has gotten up to in your absence
or nonabsence
lets not panic unnecessarily here you all probably know the drill by now there is no fire
so yeah i guess this is a poll
what misfortune has to befall someone before they get firsthand experience with what happens in their timeline
i need specs on these close encounters of the fourth dimensional kind
is it inevitably "whoops i went to sleep or hit my head and now its 20 minutes into the future" or do we have options
asking specifically for people who cant just concuss themselves and receive download options for chill time with obama
or
you know
whatevers going on where youre from
[And, tacked on as an afterthought:]
p.s. if you find feathers clogging anything shipboard it wasnt me
[Aboard the Wonderduck, the resident crowkid can be found at a computer terminal, fucking around with something between bouts of annoyed wing-scratching. He is molting, albeit a little later than usual. It sucks and there are probably black feathers lodged in odd places. As for the stations, well. He's still molting, just at a picnic table. He's perched right in its center, legs crossed beneath him, and sure is making an unnecessary amount of noise with a chip bag. In fact, he's surrounded by a downright implausible number of chip bags, some popped and some not, and some with an unusual orange-glowing property to them.
He may or may not ask if anyone wants to take some of these glowing chips. It's for science.]
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its hard to keep everything ive heard straight sometimes
maybe he will show up here and answer all of our burning questions
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i would not be ready for that
the opposite of prepared
be like a highspeed trainwreck only with a bird and a swole supercomputer
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it sounds pretty unpleasant
i guess i should be glad that becs thought processes werent on the same frequency as mine
woof
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are you really molting again
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tropical weather has got my sense of time all fucked up
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this is probably regular much
but christ carved on a cheesestick it fucking itches
i always forget how much it itches until summer rolls around and its like someone loaded me up with space mites and let them go to town with an all you can eat bird dave buffet
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but i dont think something like that works for birds
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now that would be embarrassing
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i was going to offer to scratch your wings for you
but now im honestly a little scared of doing some actual damage
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like that sentence there
with no context how unfortunate is that
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or all versions of me
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did you actually keep track of your memory shuffled selves
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you didnt?
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mostly i just noticed when a past me regaled the network with the usual amount of professional cluelessness
i never bothered to keep track of who left to see what was going on in our own reality before coming back
not that i think any iteration of me ever did
not without losing memories
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makes it feel like theres got to be something to it to be perfectly honest
i dont think i ever heard of this hellacious hodgepodge of a world hopping disaster going down in asgard