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driftfleet2018-02-07 06:21 pm
edwinjarvis) wrote in driftfleet2018-02-07 06:21 pm
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Video | straps him to a lie detector
Who: Edwin Jarvis
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: Tourist or The Melting Pot, lemme know.
When: Now! ... Also, he has a truth-blabbering glitch for this post. Have fun.
Hello, everyone! Business as usual, I suppose!
[He puts on his glasses, adjusting them to scribble some notes on a pad of paper.]
For anyone who is unaware, The Melting Pot has near-constant openings for chefs or waiters, so do let me know if you're interested in joining the community there. I'll be working on restocking our supplies here at the latest location, so if there is anything in particular you're pining for, fear not, I'll have it back in the pantry. It's particularly important for me to keep myself occupied from the godawful nightmares I have of doom and destruction, or from the fact that I feel rather helpless and entirely inadequate sometimes.
[Wait, what? He doesn't seem to have noticed that rather revealing yet somehow stupidly jovial commentary, though. He just keeps scribbling away in his notepad. Dotting those i's, and whatnot. He clears his throat.]
Please let me know if there's any food you'd like added to the menu, also! We could do with more selections.
[A pause.]
Another point; our dear friend, Matt Murdock, had something important to share with me before he vanished from the fleet, a short time back. He has particularly honed super-senses you see, especially with regard to hearing — what with being blind — and had informed me that there are no sounds of camerawork in any of the ships. It does make me wonder how they know what we're doing, if they indeed know what we're doing. Or if they're actually broadcasting anything at all. Anyway, knowing that he hadn't the chance to point this out, I figured I would do him the courtesy.
... With that in mind — please let me know if I should be hiding in a ship bunker at any point, because I'm particularly sick of all this chaos we seem to fly right into. I have a terrible feeling, is all... though the strange snowy marshmallow planet was a delight, truly. I suppose I feel inadequately prepared next to some of the people from my world. And other worlds. All worlds, really. It's why I spend so much on augment enhancements, so I can keep up properly.
... Ah. What was I talking about, again?
[He scratches his head with the end of his pen.]
Sorry, I lost my train of thought. Pardon me. What's a decent conclusion here...?
.... Oh! Valentine's Day is coming up. Have I really been here a year...? Well! I won't be getting drunk this time.
But I'll still be baking everyone sweets, if they'd like.
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: Tourist or The Melting Pot, lemme know.
When: Now! ... Also, he has a truth-blabbering glitch for this post. Have fun.
Hello, everyone! Business as usual, I suppose!
[He puts on his glasses, adjusting them to scribble some notes on a pad of paper.]
For anyone who is unaware, The Melting Pot has near-constant openings for chefs or waiters, so do let me know if you're interested in joining the community there. I'll be working on restocking our supplies here at the latest location, so if there is anything in particular you're pining for, fear not, I'll have it back in the pantry. It's particularly important for me to keep myself occupied from the godawful nightmares I have of doom and destruction, or from the fact that I feel rather helpless and entirely inadequate sometimes.
[Wait, what? He doesn't seem to have noticed that rather revealing yet somehow stupidly jovial commentary, though. He just keeps scribbling away in his notepad. Dotting those i's, and whatnot. He clears his throat.]
Please let me know if there's any food you'd like added to the menu, also! We could do with more selections.
[A pause.]
Another point; our dear friend, Matt Murdock, had something important to share with me before he vanished from the fleet, a short time back. He has particularly honed super-senses you see, especially with regard to hearing — what with being blind — and had informed me that there are no sounds of camerawork in any of the ships. It does make me wonder how they know what we're doing, if they indeed know what we're doing. Or if they're actually broadcasting anything at all. Anyway, knowing that he hadn't the chance to point this out, I figured I would do him the courtesy.
... With that in mind — please let me know if I should be hiding in a ship bunker at any point, because I'm particularly sick of all this chaos we seem to fly right into. I have a terrible feeling, is all... though the strange snowy marshmallow planet was a delight, truly. I suppose I feel inadequately prepared next to some of the people from my world. And other worlds. All worlds, really. It's why I spend so much on augment enhancements, so I can keep up properly.
... Ah. What was I talking about, again?
[He scratches his head with the end of his pen.]
Sorry, I lost my train of thought. Pardon me. What's a decent conclusion here...?
.... Oh! Valentine's Day is coming up. Have I really been here a year...? Well! I won't be getting drunk this time.
But I'll still be baking everyone sweets, if they'd like.
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