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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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[A bit of an overstatement, but she shows up shortly with her own stowed-away bottle of Floot Loops wine. She immediately puts on a party hat.]
action
[... she can't help but laugh a little at the party hat, though.]
Careful, though. Those horses are around and they're planning... something.
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I'm pretty sure they're the most villainous assholes I've met since I left New York.
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I don't know how to deal with this.
[HELP ME]
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[She says it with a horror-flick sort of drama.]
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[her life is a horror flick now, when ponies are involved.]
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He got eaten by a space whale. It was stupid enough that I really don't want to risk repeating it.