01 - video/action

[winn]

Who: Winn & you!
Broadcast: video
Action: on the Marsiva
When: now!

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[ it's the smell that makes the first tug towards wakefulness, or rather the lack of it - over the years, winn's gotten used to waking up to a familiar aroma of an apartment that's just a little too dusty, has just a little too many clothes that really should have been washed yesterday lying around, maybe some residual takeout smell that still lingers from the night before because he's forgotten to properly ventilate - none of it is hitting his nose now, and his mind is not taking it well. groaning, and rubbing his eyes with one hand, his other reaches for his bedside table to pick up his phone - only to hit air.

well that's weird.

eyes finally blinking open, he finds himself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling. shifting in bed - he finds himself falling to an unfamiliar floor.

what the hell?

he's dreaming, right? he has to be dreaming. or maybe it's a freaky fantasy like the one kara was stuck in - though why would anyone waste disgusting alien hallucinatory-leach things on him? and besides, this - this looks absolutely nothing like his ideal fantasy world! well, just in case it'll work (he'd fill really silly if he passes up the simplest solution for being too simple and it'll end up being all that it takes!), he shuts his eyes tightly, pinches his arm, and mumbles to himself ]

I hella reject this fantasy. You are rejected, fired, gone!

[ opening his eyes again, he finds that unsurprisingly - the only change that transpired is that his arm now aches. well, what else was he expecting? pulling himself up to his feet, he decides he might as well try to figure out where he is - and how to get out of here.

and then he spots the window. blurting out a girly scream, he turns his back to it, his knees nearly buckling under him, and his face losing color. slowly, he turns back towards it and chances another peek, chuckling nervously at his own behavior, trying to ridicule his fear away ]

That's a pretty good green screen -

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[ the face that appears on your screen is pale and clearly very shaken. actually, he kinda looks like he's going to be sick, doesn't he? good thing that space tech isn't 7-D! ...unless it is in which case, now would be a pretty bad time to find that out... ]

I got a couple questions for -- whoever's watching this - or - [ he looks around, waving his free hand to gesture around the room - wherever the less voluntary cameras may be ] this - If this is a reality show, when's elimination? Cuz I - I volunteer to go home! I mean let's face it, there is no point to keep me in the running - unless elimination's actually eh, elimination [ he runs his finger against his throat to illustrate his point ] in which case -- my vote is still on home, thanks -

This...isn't really space, is it? [ he chuckles nervously ] I know 'beam me up' was my birthday wish for like 3 years running, but you're over a decade late and this is so not what I had in mind - [ he clears his throat. not the point! and not something he needed to share with - potentially an entire galaxy. actually, this whole broadcast was probably pretty dumb, way to make himself easy prey. ok, no worries! he can still salvage this! ] Anyway! Little help, a lotta help, Xanax, I'll take what you got, thanks. [ clearing his throat again ] Over? [ nailed it. ]

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[winn]

Thor - that's - that's - a Scandinavian god of some sort! I'm...pretty sure. And that's, probably not what you were talking about at all -

[ but those names sure sound like things he should know about. spider man? come on, who but a nerd! ]

Please tell me you're not talking about a man sized spider. Though -- you can't really, who'd want to be that? No -- offense to any giant spiders in the audience -

[ladybro]

[ wow, he really doesn't know. kate leans in towards the device -- smiling. this is downright charming. intriguing. ]

Just a man with...spidery qualities, actually. [ just a man. kate's nose crinkles. ] So are heroes just a non-thing in your world? Real super-heroes, I mean. Not like the movies.

[winn]

Oh we totally have superheros - we have the best superheroes. We have the super superheroes! [ he totally thinks that was clever! ]

Ever heard of Supergirl? Superman?

[ he'll get back to asking a lot of questions about the man with spidery qualities, and the rest of them, after this short kara-fangirling break. ]

[ladybro]

Sorry, Winn. [ kate shrugs. but why is she called supergirl, huh? ] I don't know. Do they do the New York thing? I'm mostly familiar with the New York names...

[ she's beginning to think they're probably from two similar-but-different worlds. especially since this guy'd never heard of captain america. captain america of all people. ]

But I'm really glad you have them.

[ in her opinion, no world should be without superheroes. ]

[winn]

[ take that up with miss grant, he's only responsible for the costume! ]

Supergirl mostly stays in National City, but Superman's all over.

[ yeah, he's getting that sense too. how can you live in the world and not hear about the kryptonians? living in a cave wouldn't be deep enough a hiding place from their media buzz, he's completely certain that living in new york wouldn't cut it. ]

Me too. Couldn't imagine life without them.

[ a pause ]

So when you say man with spider qualities -

[ladybro]

Mmhm. He slings webs and climbs buildings and -- honestly, I don't know that much about him besides what's in the news.

[ kate wonders how long she can keep up the innocent fan facade. ] Only four limbs, though. Unless he's hiding something under all that spandex.

[winn]

Spandex?

[ if he looks personally offended, it's because he is ]

[ladybro]

Spandex. Or some brand new cutting edge fabric developed by Stark. But if you ask me, they both have the same effect on camera.

[winn]

Well, Supergirl is definitely not wearing spandex.

[ which is. as close as he can get to bragging about his work. being a superhero's secret sidekick is a sad difficult life. ]

So they're like - a group? [ because kara kicks ass all on her own! yes, he may be having a little 'my superhero is better than your superhero' checklist going in his head right now. ]

[ladybro]

Sorta. Sometimes. When it's needed -- strength in numbers. [ no hitch in her voice, because there's nothing about this that isn't public knowledge in her world. ] Earth's Mightiest. But the roster tends to change. Every Avenger is a hero in their own right, though.

[winn]

How many are there? How often is a team-up needed?

[ national city may have become a pretty freaky place in the past year, but there's never been anything so bad that kara couldn't take care of it on her own, or with the DEO at most. her world...is sounding like a pretty scary place. ]

[ladybro]

-- I couldn't tell you. Hundreds, maybe? If you count the guys who've only done a turn or two on the team. But there's the core ten or twenty. But at the same time, it's usually no more than six actually active on the team at the time.

[ she exhales. ] Invasion. War. Cosmic events. Less often than you'd think, but more often than you'd hope. I'm sure they save us in all sorts of ways every day that never even hits the news.

[winn]

Hundreds?

[ that is both cool and horrifying. coorifying? that's a good description for people who get overly enthusiastic when cooing at babies. not sure how that works for a superhero reserve army. he'll keep working at it! ]

Evil kidnappy reality show runners? [ cuz they could use a rescue from those! though if they could trap kara, he's not sure he's liking the odds of anyone else trying to break out...maybe if all of them took a crack at it! ]

[ladybro]

Ideally? Yeah. [ she rubs the back of her neck. should she tell him that she personally knew two avengers currently in the fleet? nahhh. ] But this place seems to be beyond the reach of a lot of people.

[winn]

If there are that many superheroes, one of them is bound to have powers applicable to kidnapping peeping aliens - unless, they all have the same powers? In which case, they need more consistent names - but even if they do - some world out there's bound to have someone, right! And if there's an infinite amount of worlds, one of those someone's bound to want to help! We just need. To send an SOS. [ easy, right! piece of cake...they're gonna die here, aren't they? ]

[ladybro]

Like I said. I know a girl who can kick holes between worlds but -- she hasn't shown up. And sending SOS signals was never my strongest suit.

[ ... ] What about you? What's your augment?

[winn]

Right! It's hard to keep what was actual conversation and what was crazy idea in my head anymore - [ ha...haha. ] How well do you know her? Would she be...looking?

[ because an SOS would be more effective if someone's looking out for it. it would still be complicated as hell, don't get him wrong, and the odds of it actually making it to her in an infinite multiverse are so small they make him want to curl up under his bunk and cry. but they would still be better than if she weren't! ]

Oh - engineer - I...think. You?

[ladybro]

[ let's just smoothly hop-skip-and-jump over whether america would be looking for her, and instead answer: ] Cook, actually. Not very glamorous, I know.

[winn]

[ oh. he knows that glossing over. it means: make a new plan. ]

Hey, considering that was pointed out to me twice as one of the only things to do for fun -

[ladybro]

You'd have to be a masochist to consider playing with cube-y proteins fun.

[winn]

My other option was laundry. I'm either staring at masochists, or the mouth of space-insanity.

[ he pauses ]

I'll take masochists, yeah, definitely, please.

[ladybro]

Someone's been steering you wrong. The Fleet's no picnic but the station hasn't exactly been dull. Fun can be found.

[winn]

Enlighten me please I'm begging you -

[ladybro]

...Do you like to play darts, Winn?

[winn]

That depends, what are my other options?