"captain" (???) michael j caboose (
bludicrous) wrote in
driftfleet2016-01-12 09:17 pm
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vid/action
Who: michael j. caboose + whoever wants to engage this mess
Broadcast: the entire fleet, unfortunately
Action: marsiva
When: now!
[there is a guy(?) in the helmet of a space marine staring into the screen. once he's certain it's on, he backs up, and yeah-- dude is in full armor. given the attire, it might look like he's about to say something serious. and then he actually starts speaking.]
I am on TV! I am on TV! Look! Ah! Hellooooooo! [cue waving his arms around like a fool]
Um!! Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today... I would like to thank the academy. And, uhhh, Church. My best friend. Without my best friend, I never would have gotten this far! I would also like to thank Taco Tuesdays. Oh, and that reminds me-- salsa. THANK YOU TO WHATEVER PLANET FOR CREATING SALSA.
The end. Closing time. Good night and good luck, America!
[if your character wants to find him in-person, it's not hard. he's the rather large pile of armor shouting at his communicator, which is placed on a nearby chair.]
Broadcast: the entire fleet, unfortunately
Action: marsiva
When: now!
[there is a guy(?) in the helmet of a space marine staring into the screen. once he's certain it's on, he backs up, and yeah-- dude is in full armor. given the attire, it might look like he's about to say something serious. and then he actually starts speaking.]
I am on TV! I am on TV! Look! Ah! Hellooooooo! [cue waving his arms around like a fool]
Um!! Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today... I would like to thank the academy. And, uhhh, Church. My best friend. Without my best friend, I never would have gotten this far! I would also like to thank Taco Tuesdays. Oh, and that reminds me-- salsa. THANK YOU TO WHATEVER PLANET FOR CREATING SALSA.
The end. Closing time. Good night and good luck, America!
[if your character wants to find him in-person, it's not hard. he's the rather large pile of armor shouting at his communicator, which is placed on a nearby chair.]

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[what were they talking about again
WITH COMPLETE EARNEST:]
Are you a computer?
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Switching briefly to voice-- they sound like an average, albeit slightly hoarse, preteen human. ]
No.
[ And back. ]
Does that answer your question?
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[and he honest-to-god didn't mean that as an insult, as evidenced by his rather cheerful tone]
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[ He's not wrong, but... ]
Bet I still sound smarter than you, though.
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and then:]
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Nuh-uh.
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You're not doing much to prove it, you know.
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[immediately after:]
FOUR. See, I did that instantly, as if I am a calculator. Which is a tiny computer that you can not really do things on aside from push buttons. But not the fun kind of buttons! Only math-buttons. Nobody likes math-buttons.
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[ Well...dog monsters. Who could speak and do math. ]
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IT'S SIX I WIN.
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...well, at him, but still. ]
Wow, that sure is a story.
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[ It's like they're having two different conversations. ]
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[there is a lot of misunderstanding happening rn]
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Uh. Yes. [proudly, but with confusion:] Yes I am.
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[ Chara has never been to college, and even they think this is totally bullshit. ]
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I believe it.
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