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Who: Carl Grimes & You
Broadcast: Network
Action: Red Fish
When: 4/8

[ The feed opens up in the Red Fish's cargo bay, a large crate opened up and its contents strewn on the floor almost like they're being sorted. Some of the labels can be seen and they're odd flavors and they're followed by some commentary as Carl picks them up. ]

Honey avocado? Cayenne chocolate? Eugh.. Black licorice??

[ The video shakes as he turns the camera around to frame his very confused expression. ]

So I guess this is one of those sponsor drops? I'd say thanks to whoever, but these are... weird. So I guess if anybody wants weird flavored pudding, come to the Red Fish. [ There's a little shuffling as he picks up a sheet of paper and waves it.

It came with one of these, which a lot of people have been getting.

Carl Grimes likes to yell at people when they're asleep. Carl Grimes once ate 112 ounces of pudding. Carl Grimes can't take his hat off. Carl Grimes got shot by a deer.

Compared to the ones other people have been getting? It's not that bad.

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Why not?

[She shrugs.]

It's what I get for being a daemon, I guess.

I'm not really sure what that is.

[It's kind of a lot to explain, since apparently there are a lot of different definitions of the word daemon floating around. She just shakes her head a little.]

It just means I'm not human any more.

[She kneels down to look through some of the flavors herself.]

Do you need help sorting through these?

How long have you been a daemon? Is that too personal?

[ Carl scoots a little to make more room for her in his half circle. ]

If you want? This isn't even half of it.. [ He gives the crate an almost daunting look. ]

No, it's fine. Three years.

[How long she's been a daemon isn't too personal. How she became one might be. She starts sorting through the closest puddings, but then pauses and follows his gaze to the other crate.]

...How much pudding do they think we need?

I'm guessing a lot. At least stuff like this will keep for a while.

Yeah. Could be useful in a pinch, I guess.

[A shrug.]

And who knows, maybe our communications officer will like it. He was complaining about the food here lacking flavor just the other day.

The food is better on the planets, at least. [ He motions to the piles of pudding. ]

If you want to take some for him, that's okay.

He's a grown man. If he wants pudding he can come get it himself.

[She's not really inclined to baby anyone.]

Are all the planets as weird as the one we just left?

I guess? I've only been here a few months, so I haven't seen that many of them. As far as planets go, that was really weird.

Yeah. Breathing under water was really....something.

[Actually, come to think of it, "weird" might be an understatement.]

It freaked me out the first couple times. I mean your first thought is that you'll drown, right?

[ Then again, nothing makes sense in this place at all. ]

Yeah, pretty much. Unless you're a fish.

[And as far as she knows there aren't any fish people in the fleet. So it seems like a natural reaction to her.]

It was cool, though. Definitely a first outside of dreaming. Did you pick up anything interesting?

Not really. I hadn't really been around long enough.

[They left the system not long after she arrived, so her exploring time was pretty limited. Not to mention she didn't really have time to earn money to purchase things.]

[ She'll get money soon enough. If what he's learned is anything to go by, drama fuels the credits. ]

You'll get the chance soon.

Yeah, I guess we'll see.

[She's not really the type to stay out of trouble, so she might end up doing better than she expects.]

I got credits for not doing much of anything, so..

[ He doesn't think he's that entertaining to watch, but somebody does, apparently. ]

Yeah? I guess it's hard to say what people will find entertaining.

[And apparently someone out there finds pudding pretty fun, considering these two crates they're sorting through.]

Us, apparently.

[She is currently making a very neat stack of puddings.]

Good to know someone is fascinated by us organizing this pudding.