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Who: Peggy Carter, some rumours, and you!
Broadcast: text, then video.
Action: y, aboard the starstruck.
When: today!

[ a message materializes on the network around midday: ]

Peggy Carter's got a veritable guy-pile of suitors: Edwin Jarvis, Max Rockatansky, Jason Wilkes, Jack Thompson, Howard Stark, Stefan Salvatore, Steve Rogers, Sam Winchester, James Barnes, Clint Barton, Daniel Sousa, and counting! How many more can you name?

[ and not long after (in a state of utter pique and dismay), that same network registers a rather heartfelt reaction -- but this time with accompanying wide-eyed video. ] Jack -- Jack Thompson? Un-bloody-likely. The only thing he's ever got his eyes on is the next greasy rung on the ladder. [ peggy scoffs, disgusted. ] As pranks go, this one's been truly shambolic. The first of April was days ago.

[ in a few hours, she'll enjoy her meltdown all over again when she finds a box of sponsor gifts in the cargo bay filled with stickers, each with a different so-called suitor's name scribbled into the blank space. all of them are filled in except for an ominous pile with an attached note: in case there's so many you start to forget their names. blanks included for any others that we might have missed. ]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Perhaps it's on account of you painting us all with the same brush.

I don't know. I've met three so far in America and they all have decided to shoot, burn, or electrocute me. You'll have to help me see the light by not doing any of the three.

I'm afraid I can't make any promises. [ ... ] As it seems I've got a habit of shooting at my suitors.

[He chuckles in good humror.]

And here I thought I was perfectly safe.

You know, if people asked nicely back home, I'd probably tell them things they want to know. I mean, anything. What kind of shampoo I use, or how stop hellhounds...

What shampoo do you use?

Purology Hydrate shampoo and conditioner, currently.

Or, uh, since I last had a shower back home, anyway.

... I've heard coconut oil for 30 minutes is really good, too.

So is egg, if you can get your hands on one. [ ... ] In the thick of rationing -- if you managed to get an egg? Hard-pressed to decide whether to eat it or put it on your hair for half an hour.

Oh, yeah? Pretty sure the only time I ever had egg on my head was from a group of kids at Halloween.

You'd have done well to leave it there. [ ... ] The trick, of course, is never washing it out with hot water.

Learned from experience, huh?

I'm imagining scrambled eggs, now.

You imagine quite correctly. It was a favourite prank played on the younger students at my school -- promise them riches in the way of shiny, silky hair. And then neglect to mention that they shouldn't rinse with hot water.

I'm proud to say I managed to dodge that one, however.

At least it's better than awful older brothers putting hair remover in your shampoo.

Hair remover!

[ is there really such a thing? ]

Hair remover, yeah. You put it on, wipe it away after a few minutes, and you've got smooth hairless skin where it was.

Great for legs, terrible for a kid washing his hair.

[ sorry, she's just imagining the convenience. ]

I can imagine the attraction. In the product, that is. Not the prank.

I don't really use it, so I couldn't tell you.

My home was all testosterone growing up, unfortunately. Lot of guy smells, lot of in-home fighting.

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