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driftfleet2016-06-19 03:51 pm
experiencepoints) wrote in driftfleet2016-06-19 03:51 pm
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Who: Nightingale and you!
Broadcast: Video to all
Action: On the Bishop
When: Now!
[When the video starts, Nightingale is just facing the camera, sitting in her room. Her fox is circling her, like it's demanding attention, but she's just ignoring it. Notably, the fox is also wearing a little purple party hat.]
So... As of yesterday, I've been here for a year.
[She pauses for a minute.]
A year by my world's calendar, not Earth's. Earth's calendar is stupid.
Anyway, when you factor in the time I spent at my last interdimensional shithole, it's been about a year and a half since I've been home. I know there's a lot of people here who have been gone a lot longer than I have, but... The homesickness just doesn't get much easier, does it? I'm even starting to miss the shitty fast food place right near my place.
Shit, I'm even starting to miss the last interdimensional shithole. At least there we had a purpose, even if the place sucked. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy that we're not having half the people here getting killed once a week, but... There's no goal here. We just try to get nebulous 'ratings' to win at a completely unknown 'end'. We're being fucked with constantly, and...
[She has to take a moment before she continues, taking a deep breath. Then she lifts the camera, turning it around, to show a large crate on the ground, opened. There are: A large pile of party hats and poppers, several rubber snakes and small stuffed birds, and below that, quite a large number of what look to be glass bottles. (Of course, every single thing is purple.)]
That got a lot more depressing than I meant it to. Anyway, since I've been here for a year, I got this from the 'sponsors'? The drinks taste like shit, but they're strong, so... If you want to get nostalgic and talk about your homes or whatever and try to be less homesick, or if you just want to get smashed, I guess, party on the Bishop. Everyone's invited, and people from that shitty castle have drinks reserved already.
Broadcast: Video to all
Action: On the Bishop
When: Now!
[When the video starts, Nightingale is just facing the camera, sitting in her room. Her fox is circling her, like it's demanding attention, but she's just ignoring it. Notably, the fox is also wearing a little purple party hat.]
So... As of yesterday, I've been here for a year.
[She pauses for a minute.]
A year by my world's calendar, not Earth's. Earth's calendar is stupid.
Anyway, when you factor in the time I spent at my last interdimensional shithole, it's been about a year and a half since I've been home. I know there's a lot of people here who have been gone a lot longer than I have, but... The homesickness just doesn't get much easier, does it? I'm even starting to miss the shitty fast food place right near my place.
Shit, I'm even starting to miss the last interdimensional shithole. At least there we had a purpose, even if the place sucked. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy that we're not having half the people here getting killed once a week, but... There's no goal here. We just try to get nebulous 'ratings' to win at a completely unknown 'end'. We're being fucked with constantly, and...
[She has to take a moment before she continues, taking a deep breath. Then she lifts the camera, turning it around, to show a large crate on the ground, opened. There are: A large pile of party hats and poppers, several rubber snakes and small stuffed birds, and below that, quite a large number of what look to be glass bottles. (Of course, every single thing is purple.)]
That got a lot more depressing than I meant it to. Anyway, since I've been here for a year, I got this from the 'sponsors'? The drinks taste like shit, but they're strong, so... If you want to get nostalgic and talk about your homes or whatever and try to be less homesick, or if you just want to get smashed, I guess, party on the Bishop. Everyone's invited, and people from that shitty castle have drinks reserved already.
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The horses are here.
Help me.
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please turn on the video feed i need to see this
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Come here.
Don't leave me alone with this.
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I want no video proof of it.
I want it to not be happening.
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Also you like me too much to leave me in this hell alone?
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that is the question
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[texts as she's on her way to laugh at nightingale's reactions tbh]
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[she 100% believes natalie is not coming, just laughing at her
natalie why are you the worst]
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Hmmmmm...
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and then the door opens and Nightingale immediately just grabs her to drag her inside.]
You could have said something!
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Oh my god, I can just imagine what your face must have looked like.
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