Edwin Jarvis (
edwinjarvis) wrote in
driftfleet2017-03-12 08:30 pm
video. sponsor drop... FLAMINGOS EVERYWHERE GOD SAVE THE QUEEN
Who: Jarvis and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Tourist
When: Today!
[Jarvis had just been returning to the SS Tourist after a day of working in the water and at the bar on the Iskaulit — it's clearly the Atroma's doing, some sort of surprise for the butler that must've been quite desired... clearly... He stumbles a bit in the dark, confused, because when is the cargo bay ever dark?]
.... Miss Price?
[He flicks on the main lighting system at last after a mild curse hitting his knee, and he's horrified by what he sees, as Hotel California plays muffled over the speakers. Not played by anyone on board, of course. But that's not the worst of it... No, the worst of it is that he finds himself... surrounded. By plastic...pink... flamingos.]

Oh... dear god.
...
[He plucks up a note.]
"To Edwin Jarvis, to help with the homesickness, a kind sponsor has decided to offer an army of your favorite Earth creature..."
[He looks to the left. Flamingos. To the right. Flamingos. There's some sitting in the shuttle seats. There's one wearing one of his ties.
Jarvis wipes a hand across his forehead, looking to the floor in his shock.]
... This is the worst day of my life.
[One of the flamingos tips over and clatters.
DISCONNECTED.
....
no, no, this is not over!!!
RECONNECTED.]

What in the bloody underworld am I supposed to do with dozens upon dozens of these?!
[hands on HIPS!!!! LECTURING THE ATROMA!!!!]
This is a sour waste of resources!! I would like a recall! Nobody wants your army of — of — hellbirds!
[... Outside of the SS Tourist, they've also peppered the ocean floor around the ship with flamingos, too.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Tourist
When: Today!
[Jarvis had just been returning to the SS Tourist after a day of working in the water and at the bar on the Iskaulit — it's clearly the Atroma's doing, some sort of surprise for the butler that must've been quite desired... clearly... He stumbles a bit in the dark, confused, because when is the cargo bay ever dark?]
Hello? Captain??
.... Miss Price?
[He flicks on the main lighting system at last after a mild curse hitting his knee, and he's horrified by what he sees, as Hotel California plays muffled over the speakers. Not played by anyone on board, of course. But that's not the worst of it... No, the worst of it is that he finds himself... surrounded. By plastic...pink... flamingos.]

Oh... dear god.
...
[He plucks up a note.]
"To Edwin Jarvis, to help with the homesickness, a kind sponsor has decided to offer an army of your favorite Earth creature..."
[He looks to the left. Flamingos. To the right. Flamingos. There's some sitting in the shuttle seats. There's one wearing one of his ties.
Jarvis wipes a hand across his forehead, looking to the floor in his shock.]
... This is the worst day of my life.
[One of the flamingos tips over and clatters.
DISCONNECTED.
....
no, no, this is not over!!!
RECONNECTED.]
What in the bloody underworld am I supposed to do with dozens upon dozens of these?!
[hands on HIPS!!!! LECTURING THE ATROMA!!!!]
This is a sour waste of resources!! I would like a recall! Nobody wants your army of — of — hellbirds!
[... Outside of the SS Tourist, they've also peppered the ocean floor around the ship with flamingos, too.]

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it's not a story you want to hear
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I am a very dull creature; anything with words interests and excites me.
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it's not a story i want to tell, either
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I don't aim to pry, even if I am practically bursting with curiosity now.
Shall I instead tell you the story of when I was almost crushed by a hovercar?
It was very harrowing.
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normally i would say no but i'm curious as to why that immediately jumped to mind so go for it
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Well, a few months ago, but it was one of the recent nightmares from home. My employer is an inventor, you see. So I'm often tasked with helping with those inventions, or happen to be nearby when things go awry.
Imagine my horror when I tend to watering the petunias and a flying car comes shooting over the hedges!!
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so how did you deal with that
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anyways congrats on not dying
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Is this all young folk talk?
Is it like Emoty-cons?
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emoticons, and no
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Every week is a journey.
Emoticons are rather cute though, aren't they. So varied!!!
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also: no
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Secret agent business, you know.
Very complicated work.
Particularly sneaky.
:)
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come onnnnnn
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Have I ever gotten your name? I apologize I think my age may already be getting to me. :(
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also i hope you know you just gave me permission to make 1 million old jokes
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How rude, though. I am certainly nowhere near a million years old.
My hair hasn't grayed yet.
[He adjusts his reading spectacles brb.]
Have you something terrible against emoticons?
[I NOTICED YOU'RE A PARTY POOPER.]
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you just called yourself old now i get to do it too
also yeah they're dumb
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