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[facehands]

Who: Six
Broadcast: Text
Action: Caprine
When: Today!

This is the worst broadcast ever. You're all fired.
0 out of 6.
No one wants to watch a show with moisture and colours. Some of us can't even see colours!
So inconsiderate.

Also where is my planet. I was promised a planet.
You're all fired. Again.

[ GOOD MORNING FLEETERS. You're all fired apparently. ]

[ Those on the Caprine however are...well, you're also fired too. But You also have the esteemed privilege of hearing that telltale jingle which announces a new arrival! Over. And over. And over, because this tool keeps mimicking it perfectly as he starts strolling through the ship like he owns it, going this way and that...walking into peoples' rooms like they're his...you know. Like one does.

He's not sorry. ]

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text;

[arcanepower]

[What the fuck did he just read?]

Tell us how you really feel.

[text]

[aigue]

If we're being fired I demand a severance package

action;

[forcesensitive]

[Finn is asleep in his room on the Caprine, oblivious to the entrance jingle. When it comes from the hatch leading to his room, though, he bolts awake and blinks blearily, reaching for his Security-issued rifle.]

Who's there?

text;

[ontrial]

Honestly, if getting fired meant getting to go home, I'm sure most of us would love that.

text;

[facehands]

[ Greatness. That's what. ]

No
You're too fired for me to talk to

text;

[arcanepower]

This may surprise you, but I do not know you and therefore I do not actually care.

You're obviously insane.

[text]

[facehands]

What is that
Does that mean you give me something for being so terrible

[facehands]

I am! Obviously. It's like you did not even listen to my greeting! [ Six says....in a perfect mimicry of Finn's actual voice. It's literally like he's being spoken to himself, even if Six has in no way turned to speak towards him and is instead lightly feeling spread hands over the surface of the...far wall. As one does.

It's normal okay. ]

text;

[facehands]

What really
Then you're all hired. Forever.
There now you have been appropriately punished.

text

[facehands]

Lie.
I am amazing to talk to and you are doing this.
Therefor you care and I am maybe insane.

[arcanepower]

There is nothing amazing about your stilted lines. You sound like you're trying too hard.

You are insane, and it is still not my problem.

[facehands]

Lie.
I am so good at this.
You are still talking to me!

[ontrial]

Thanks. Are you always this cheerfully arrogant?

[facehands]

Yes.
Maybe.
Guess.

[arcanepower]

I'm out of books to read and the library is closed.

[facehands]

What's a book
They sound round

[ontrial]

I'm inclined to go with Yes.

[arcanepower]

[He sputters (and has to wipe off his communicator) because WHAT'S A BOOK??? WHAT???]

Are you serious? You don't know what a book is?

How are you even able to read and write?

[facehands]

Correct!
I am always this amazing.

[ontrial]

How exciting.

Have you been assigned to a ship yet?

[ please don't be the golden ]

[facehands]

[ SOME PEOPLE DON'T USE SUCH PRIMITIVE MEANS OF EDUCATION ]

Don't be specist.
I can read and write perfect.
In fact I am the best at those.
Also I use a database like a normal Six6.

[facehands]

Who cares about a ship.
I want to be assigned my planet.
I earned it you know.

[ NO, NO HE DIDN'T ]

[ontrial]

How? Planets aren't to be owned or assigned to one person.

[facehands]

Sure they are.
I got one for helping blow up another planet.
I am going to name it Six.

[ontrial]

That's terrible. What sort of place are you from where any of that is acceptable?