Daisukenojo "Beat" Bito (
skaterbrain) wrote in
driftfleet2018-03-24 11:25 pm
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★01 [ Voice / Action ]
Who: Beat and all y'all
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Marsiva, SS Bishop
When: 3/23 and 3/24
Action: Marsiva 3/23
[Anyone on the Marsiva will be treated to the sight of a beautiful clean spaceship, the wide open expanse of space and stars, and the disaster of a human whirlwind known as Beat. Just Beat. He has no other name he wants to give people and even that's hard to get out of him when the blond teenager is just running relentlessly from door to door and wall to wall punching the living daylights out of every space he can find with the loudest war-cry he can manage.
Peace?
Quiet?
What're those?]
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO---
[BAM!!!! Fist meets wall.]
OW!! DAMMIT!
[And off he goes again to smash into another door or maybe punch the hell out of random empty bed.
Really hope no one on the Marsiva was trying to sleep.]
Broadcast: Marsiva 3/23
[Despite being a teenager, he's from a time before smartphones and fancy cameras built into tablets. So when he starts up the communication device, he's mad that it's taken him this long to figure it out, and it shows.]
UGH FINALLY.
[He holds the device out at arm's length like he's about to take a selfie.]
Name's Beat. Who do I gotta punch t'get back home, huh? I got stuff I gotta do that ain't here in space.
Action: SS Bishop 3/24
[With a jingle and a burst of confetti, Beat is suddenly not on the Marsiva. Hurray!
But now he's on another, smaller ship. Boo.
Beat shakes himself to get the confetti off his hat and then immediately yells as loud as he can so as many people(?) can hear him, if there are any people on this tinier ship.]
WHY THE HELL DO I KEEP GETTIN' TEENNAPPED?! WHERE AM I?!
[And who does he have to punch to get home now?!]
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Marsiva, SS Bishop
When: 3/23 and 3/24
Action: Marsiva 3/23
[Anyone on the Marsiva will be treated to the sight of a beautiful clean spaceship, the wide open expanse of space and stars, and the disaster of a human whirlwind known as Beat. Just Beat. He has no other name he wants to give people and even that's hard to get out of him when the blond teenager is just running relentlessly from door to door and wall to wall punching the living daylights out of every space he can find with the loudest war-cry he can manage.
Peace?
Quiet?
What're those?]
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO---
[BAM!!!! Fist meets wall.]
OW!! DAMMIT!
[And off he goes again to smash into another door or maybe punch the hell out of random empty bed.
Really hope no one on the Marsiva was trying to sleep.]
Broadcast: Marsiva 3/23
[Despite being a teenager, he's from a time before smartphones and fancy cameras built into tablets. So when he starts up the communication device, he's mad that it's taken him this long to figure it out, and it shows.]
UGH FINALLY.
[He holds the device out at arm's length like he's about to take a selfie.]
Name's Beat. Who do I gotta punch t'get back home, huh? I got stuff I gotta do that ain't here in space.
Action: SS Bishop 3/24
[With a jingle and a burst of confetti, Beat is suddenly not on the Marsiva. Hurray!
But now he's on another, smaller ship. Boo.
Beat shakes himself to get the confetti off his hat and then immediately yells as loud as he can so as many people(?) can hear him, if there are any people on this tinier ship.]
WHY THE HELL DO I KEEP GETTIN' TEENNAPPED?! WHERE AM I?!
[And who does he have to punch to get home now?!]

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Mmnah. You're doin' it, ain't that 'nuff? I'm here t'be the muscle!
[at least...he's honest...?]
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Beat puts his fists up and growls.]
You wanna see just how big my muscles are, huh?! I'll show you!
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[A contract? He'd be mad about the physical size comment, but that question catches him off guard.]
Uh...yeah. I made a Pact wit' Phones. But he ain't here right now. How'd you know about that?
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[Thaaaaat probably made no sense to him.]
...How'd you know though?
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[No Beat. No it doesn't.]
But I ain't gonna break just 'cause of a few doors an' walls. These ain't even made to zap me or nothin'! They're just regular dumb walls an' doors and I kicked those down on the reg even before I died!
[Mostly just doors though, not walls.]
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[Since he got permission, Beat is going to do just that - he turns and runs straight into the closest door.
And promptly bounces right off it and crashes to the ground.]
DAMMIT!
[Beat pushes himself up and then flops back onto the ground, groaning. This definitely wasn't working. Where was Phones when he needed him to come up with a plan?]
...
[After a moment, he calls back out to the weirdo on the bed.]
You learn anythin' good?
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sasstiel, i see
[He's gotten tired of running into walls and doors that don't open.]
And I'm hungry.
[Because even the dead get hungry apparently.]
This place sucks, yo.
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[He still hasn't rolled up from the floor. At the moment, his head is still spinning from slamming it into whatever metal the doors are made of.]
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Castiel rolls his eyes with a sigh but gets up and rounds the corner to check on the food before coming back to his bed.] No burgers, but I don't think all of it is healthy. You'll need to take the chance since we could be here a few days.
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When he comes back, Beat is sitting up crosslegged on the ground, chin in hand. He'd have his chin in both hands, but his left one is currently transparent.]
You been here before?
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fuck off
another quick question why is ur hand like that]
Apparently, not that I can recall anything. [Or are u asking how he knew that]
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nah
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some bullshit]
So how you know you've been here before if you can't remember?
[Oh hey, his hand. Beat finally notices that his left one is rapidly disappearing and he frowns, shaking it until it comes back.]
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And? What? Did it tell you?
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Cas circles around and bends over to point to Beat's comm over his shoulder, tapping a couple things. It's so weird teaching someone else how to use technology, and he sends some silent thanks to Sam for being so patient with him when he was pissed off that he couldn't get Candy Crush onto his own phone back home.] You can go here and read previous communications between people who've been brought here like us. Apparently new people appear here with enough regularity that people have made welcome guides.
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Oh man, sweet! This is awesome! What else it got in there? Any games?
[Because reading a bunch of guides sounds boring af]
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