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sirenspull2012-09-09 03:02 am
knowledgably) wrote in sirenspull2012-09-09 03:02 am
video;
[ The feed begins with s i l e n c e , stillness. Pictured is a room of one of the newcomer apartments, but with no one in sight!
Except for-- Is that a teacup moving into view?, you might wonder. It is, except it isn't, as you'll discover when a big bald head with wiiide saucer-like eyes creeps up beneath it! It's actually a hat that acts as a teacup, but that's probably far from your mind now with the way those empty black eyes seem to be staring into your soul.
And then it happens. With a twitch of its white mustache, it finally - and very suddenly! - speaks up, voice booming. ]
SAL~U~TATIONS, DENIZENS OF SIRENS PORT!
[ Throwing his stubby little arms up with exuberance, he floats back and away from the camera a good couple of feet. He is now available for view in all of his meatbun-like glory, suspended in mid-air. ]
I am Duke Rufus Barma, as I pray thee be formerly aware! I intend to seek audience with anyone that doth originate from the world of mine own - who is't familiar with the city of Reveille, the Four Great Dukedoms, and perhaps even Sablier!!
[ His cheeks swell somewhat, and he begins to go a bit red in the face ]
I have a great many questions that require answering! 'Tis vital that I update my information! [Bobbing up and down, his feet kick and arms wave about. ] IT IS OBSOLETE!
OBSOLEEEETE!
[ Rufus hurls himself off-camera, and bounces off the ceiling! Then the floor, a table, a wall--! All the while, he's echoing a string of "I hate iiit! Hate hate HATE hate H A T E !! OBSOLETE!!" until he flies forward and HITS the screen, shutting off the feed automatically. ]
Except for-- Is that a teacup moving into view?, you might wonder. It is, except it isn't, as you'll discover when a big bald head with wiiide saucer-like eyes creeps up beneath it! It's actually a hat that acts as a teacup, but that's probably far from your mind now with the way those empty black eyes seem to be staring into your soul.
And then it happens. With a twitch of its white mustache, it finally - and very suddenly! - speaks up, voice booming. ]
SAL~U~TATIONS, DENIZENS OF SIRENS PORT!
[ Throwing his stubby little arms up with exuberance, he floats back and away from the camera a good couple of feet. He is now available for view in all of his meatbun-like glory, suspended in mid-air. ]
I am Duke Rufus Barma, as I pray thee be formerly aware! I intend to seek audience with anyone that doth originate from the world of mine own - who is't familiar with the city of Reveille, the Four Great Dukedoms, and perhaps even Sablier!!
[ His cheeks swell somewhat, and he begins to go a bit red in the face ]
I have a great many questions that require answering! 'Tis vital that I update my information! [Bobbing up and down, his feet kick and arms wave about. ] IT IS OBSOLETE!
OBSOLEEEETE!
[ Rufus hurls himself off-camera, and bounces off the ceiling! Then the floor, a table, a wall--! All the while, he's echoing a string of "I hate iiit! Hate hate HATE hate H A T E !! OBSOLETE!!" until he flies forward and HITS the screen, shutting off the feed automatically. ]
no subject
Its brow wrinkles up with a kick of the feet, hands slapping at its belly. ]
Aah-hoho! How fortuitous thou art here and well, Reim!
[ And yes, he is. ]
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Indeed; and you as well. [A beat, looking at the room beyond sir meatball. He never actually made it into the apartments, so he can't be sure-] Where are you...?
/jacking [ voice ]
[ Break is doing his weird clingy avoidant thing where he's clearly eavesdropping like mad but nowhere to be found. ]
[ voice ]
Xerxes. Don't interrupt.
[ voice ]
If you hadn't said anything, he wouldn't have found out you're heeeeeeere!
[ Said in the most childish of whines. ]
Not for a while, anyway.
[ voice ]
I'm sure that would have worked out incredibly well for everyone. [but no] Obviously I had to say something.
[ voice ]
[ Now is the time to start aggressively - and loudly - eating candy. Crunch crunch crunch crunch. ]
[ voice ]
[Countdown until Reim hangs up on this MANCHILD...]
[ voice ]
[ Don't. Leave the house. There's more dangerous things in this city than little girls. ]
[ voice ]
I don't exactly have a choice.
[ voice ]
You don't have to put up with insufferable, difficult people anymore, just 'cos you used to have some sort of association with them back home!
[ Now slurping noisily on whatever sort of lollipop he's got now. ]
[ voice ]
You're insufferable and difficult.
voice ]
[ RAGEQUIT feed!
...followed by the door of an ornamental cabinet in the room Reim's in popping open... ]
[ voice ]
Tis not fortuitous that Reim be alive and well, sayest thou? Alas, a friend thou art!
[ You can simply hear the smugness in his voice as he lazily fans his face. ]
Ah, speaking of health, t'would be rude of me not to inquire of thine. How art thou faring, post-tantrums? One fit should be strenuous enough, but two-- really, to be so careless of the body thou hast already wrought thin? Tis rather-- moronic, perhaps? Idiotic? "Pea-brained"?
[ video ] ; shortly after break's interruption -- eavesdropping ftw
The greeting parties doth provide me with temporary housing arrangements -- an "apartment", so I gathered. To think they should present a Duke with such standards of living!!