Winn Schott (
winn) wrote in
driftfleet2017-03-18 06:31 pm
07 - video
Who: Winn Schott + you = awesome
Broadcast: yup!
Action: Tourist!
When: now!
[ the feed opens with a profile view of a sleeping winn. on his face, you can see an elaborate sharpie painted mustache (courtesy of opal) and from the ceiling right above him hangs a plastic flamingo in a coat and plastic sunglasses (courtesy of cisco).
to anyone who's been by to see him lately, it's a very familiar scene. but seconds into it something that hasn't happened in about two weeks begins to take place - movement. with a soft groan, winn reaches a sluggish hand to his face, shielding his eyes from the light. the hand then seems to decide that scratching above his upper lip is better use of its time and skills. slowly, his eyes blink open, struggling to adjust, to focus.
and then they do. on that flamingo.
he yelps, jumping up in bed, tearing the flamingo off its strings and throws it across the room, where he proceeds to stare at an off frame army of (four) flamingos. rubbing at his temples he mutters just loudly enough to be captured on film ] So Cisco's still here...
[ that seems to remind him of something, and with a sharp move his still sleepy mind can't seem to properly cope with, grabs at the communicator and misses. next attempt brings it into his hand and you finally get a close up of that glorious mustache.
he frowns into the camera ]
Of course it's rolling... [ his voice is raw, lips chapped, and he clears his throat in an attempt to bring back his usual volume ] Hi - Fleeters - if we're still calling ourselves that - Winn Schott here, back to the world of the conscious - if you recognize me check in and tell me how long I've been out - Kitty - you better still be here. [ because unless you call him within the next 10 seconds he's calling you as soon as he cuts this feed and if you're not there he will freak. he rubs at his painted mustache again, not quite realizing what's bothering him, and with a small tired smile fumbles to shut the broadcast off. ]
Broadcast: yup!
Action: Tourist!
When: now!
[ the feed opens with a profile view of a sleeping winn. on his face, you can see an elaborate sharpie painted mustache (courtesy of opal) and from the ceiling right above him hangs a plastic flamingo in a coat and plastic sunglasses (courtesy of cisco).
to anyone who's been by to see him lately, it's a very familiar scene. but seconds into it something that hasn't happened in about two weeks begins to take place - movement. with a soft groan, winn reaches a sluggish hand to his face, shielding his eyes from the light. the hand then seems to decide that scratching above his upper lip is better use of its time and skills. slowly, his eyes blink open, struggling to adjust, to focus.
and then they do. on that flamingo.
he yelps, jumping up in bed, tearing the flamingo off its strings and throws it across the room, where he proceeds to stare at an off frame army of (four) flamingos. rubbing at his temples he mutters just loudly enough to be captured on film ] So Cisco's still here...
[ that seems to remind him of something, and with a sharp move his still sleepy mind can't seem to properly cope with, grabs at the communicator and misses. next attempt brings it into his hand and you finally get a close up of that glorious mustache.
he frowns into the camera ]
Of course it's rolling... [ his voice is raw, lips chapped, and he clears his throat in an attempt to bring back his usual volume ] Hi - Fleeters - if we're still calling ourselves that - Winn Schott here, back to the world of the conscious - if you recognize me check in and tell me how long I've been out - Kitty - you better still be here. [ because unless you call him within the next 10 seconds he's calling you as soon as he cuts this feed and if you're not there he will freak. he rubs at his painted mustache again, not quite realizing what's bothering him, and with a small tired smile fumbles to shut the broadcast off. ]

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and yet: ] -- Netflix, Winn?
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It's an online streaming service where you can watch a lot of shows and movies, it's great.
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[ because why pay for therapy when you can pay for a netflix subscription and repress? ]
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I'm certain it's a very impressive service. [ just not her cup of tea, probably. ] But I've never been all that fond of the cinema -- perhaps its novelty would be lost on me.
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[ she might as well be polite about it. ]
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[ how can he passionately argue their merits, then? because he can. this is a very touchy subject, peggy, proceed with caution. his little nerdy soul is in agony over the lack of those memories. ]
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[ so what if she doesn't care about films? she can recognize loss when she hears it. might as well commiserate. ]
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Total. But, from what we got here, Princess Bride is the best. It has action, adventure, revenge, battles of wits, hearts, bodies, and swords, romance, magic - it's got everything.
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Perhaps I'll give it a try. One of these days.
[ except she knows she won't -- right up until the moment steve compels her to do so. cheeky imp. ]
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[ he kinda loves watching people watch it for the first time. ]
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[ -- suggesting (by contrast) that something so young as to have come to light after her year and before his? barred from being a classic. ]
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[ #brushoff ]
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If we lived in the same dimension we could even meet.
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[ because she certainly doesn't intend to be some old lady who refuses to check her email on a tablet. ]
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