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driftfleet2018-09-25 08:03 pm
theirondragon) wrote in driftfleet2018-09-25 08:03 pm
Entry tags:
broadcast | video
Who: The Iron Bull and EVERYBODY
Broadcast: Hell yes!
Action: If you want to happen upon him at space bar, which is where he's making this broadcast, you know what? Go right ahead!
When: Mid-Day; Today like earlier today :)
[Those who tune in to the network right about now are greated by the Bull's smiling face. It's his customer service face, but nobody besides Cyril and Leilani have ever hired his guy around here, so they're probably the only ones who realize that. He's got a full mug of ale sitting beside him and...a...notebook?]
Hey, everybody, and...uh, you guys at home too, I guess. [He clears his throat.] Okay, so we all know that we're being recorded to entertain people, right? And we all agree the Atroma are dicks, but did you know the people who watch us can send us letters? There's this how little kiosk thing here on the Iskaulit, and some people sent me some stuff.
[He rolls his shoulders in a shrug.] I mean, it's creepy, shit yeah, it's creepy, but it's sort of better, seeing people say stuff about what they're seeing on this...uh, show thing. They're real people, you know, and uh...a lot like fans of other stuff. Anyway, I was gonna respond to some stuff, maybe make them feel like we care too, you know? I don't know, it sounded good in my head, anyway.
[He picks up the notebook and clears this throat before reading this first one. Bull's not usually a man who knows shame, and he's not exactly bashful about this one, it just makes him a little uncomfortable.]
Okay, so, this first one's from a fan who actually used her name. So, Xorkla wrote in, "Mister The Iron Bull," [He looks toward the comm for a second with a grin.] Thanks, Xorkla. A lot of people miss the article on the front. I appreciate it. [And he returns to the letter, that grin turning slightly awkward as he continues.] "Xorkla would love to run her...mandibles...over your impressive horns..." [And then he trails off before looking back up.] You know, Xorkla, it, uh...sounds like our anatomy probably isn't compatible, but thanks.
[And he promptly turns the page in his notebook. Reeeeally should have paid more attention to the letters...]
Okay, so this next one is from somebody who decided to remain anonymous, but that's cool. So, anonymous wrote, "You should definitely time more people up, I'm just saying. I've never seen knots like that before." [He chuckles smugly before continuing.] "Maybe you and Dorian should give us a live demonstration." See, that's not up to me. [And he leans in closer, his voice lower, almost conspiratorial.] I might be able to show you guys a thing or two about knots at some point, though. The key is pressure points, and finding that cusp between pain and pleasure, but that's another episode.
[He leans back, turning another page in his notebook while he takes a healthy pull from his mug.] Alright, so, if that one didn't get me in trouble, I know this one will. [He reads the letter, frowns, and puts the notebook aside.] I'm not gonna ready it, because I don't want him to hate me, I'm just gonna put it this way: Kramm's a great a guy, okay, but we're friends who worked some kinks out together. Kirk, too. Dorian's...different, and...I can't really say how. It...just is. More maybe? [He shrugs.] I don't know. I've never really done anything like this before, but...and I know you know who you are, Anonymous. You're wrong, okay?
[He pushes the notebook aside, finishes his beer and waves someone over for another before taking a breath.] So, that's it. If you want more, write more in, I guess. [And he makes a wave at the camera.] Talk to you later.
(OOC: Thanks to everybody who sent some fanmail his way!)
Broadcast: Hell yes!
Action: If you want to happen upon him at space bar, which is where he's making this broadcast, you know what? Go right ahead!
When: Mid-Day; Today like earlier today :)
[Those who tune in to the network right about now are greated by the Bull's smiling face. It's his customer service face, but nobody besides Cyril and Leilani have ever hired his guy around here, so they're probably the only ones who realize that. He's got a full mug of ale sitting beside him and...a...notebook?]
Hey, everybody, and...uh, you guys at home too, I guess. [He clears his throat.] Okay, so we all know that we're being recorded to entertain people, right? And we all agree the Atroma are dicks, but did you know the people who watch us can send us letters? There's this how little kiosk thing here on the Iskaulit, and some people sent me some stuff.
[He rolls his shoulders in a shrug.] I mean, it's creepy, shit yeah, it's creepy, but it's sort of better, seeing people say stuff about what they're seeing on this...uh, show thing. They're real people, you know, and uh...a lot like fans of other stuff. Anyway, I was gonna respond to some stuff, maybe make them feel like we care too, you know? I don't know, it sounded good in my head, anyway.
[He picks up the notebook and clears this throat before reading this first one. Bull's not usually a man who knows shame, and he's not exactly bashful about this one, it just makes him a little uncomfortable.]
Okay, so, this first one's from a fan who actually used her name. So, Xorkla wrote in, "Mister The Iron Bull," [He looks toward the comm for a second with a grin.] Thanks, Xorkla. A lot of people miss the article on the front. I appreciate it. [And he returns to the letter, that grin turning slightly awkward as he continues.] "Xorkla would love to run her...mandibles...over your impressive horns..." [And then he trails off before looking back up.] You know, Xorkla, it, uh...sounds like our anatomy probably isn't compatible, but thanks.
[And he promptly turns the page in his notebook. Reeeeally should have paid more attention to the letters...]
Okay, so this next one is from somebody who decided to remain anonymous, but that's cool. So, anonymous wrote, "You should definitely time more people up, I'm just saying. I've never seen knots like that before." [He chuckles smugly before continuing.] "Maybe you and Dorian should give us a live demonstration." See, that's not up to me. [And he leans in closer, his voice lower, almost conspiratorial.] I might be able to show you guys a thing or two about knots at some point, though. The key is pressure points, and finding that cusp between pain and pleasure, but that's another episode.
[He leans back, turning another page in his notebook while he takes a healthy pull from his mug.] Alright, so, if that one didn't get me in trouble, I know this one will. [He reads the letter, frowns, and puts the notebook aside.] I'm not gonna ready it, because I don't want him to hate me, I'm just gonna put it this way: Kramm's a great a guy, okay, but we're friends who worked some kinks out together. Kirk, too. Dorian's...different, and...I can't really say how. It...just is. More maybe? [He shrugs.] I don't know. I've never really done anything like this before, but...and I know you know who you are, Anonymous. You're wrong, okay?
[He pushes the notebook aside, finishes his beer and waves someone over for another before taking a breath.] So, that's it. If you want more, write more in, I guess. [And he makes a wave at the camera.] Talk to you later.
(OOC: Thanks to everybody who sent some fanmail his way!)