[Accidental Video --> Text] Back-dated to 5-ish this afternoon

[crowsicle]

[The feed clicks on to an aerial view of Siren's Port, just above the rooftops. The camera lingers only briefly on any sight before panning abruptly to something else without giving the viewer time to focus. It dips suddenly and a rooftop rushes up towards the screen, but there's a great flapping noise and the view slows to a stop about five feet above the roof.

Something orange can be seen near the bottom of the screen, but then the view lifts again to scan the dull, cloudy sky. The view is blocked again suddenly by the same orange streaked with liquid yellow--a hand? The view is jostled, and someone lets out a terse, shaky breath.

Whoever it is then seems to notice that the video is recording.] What the fuck.

[The video feed ends. This text hits the network shortly afterwards:]

ok
i call party foul
not only did someone bust a keg open over their moms priceless shitstain of an oriental rug but looks like they dropped the whole universe down on our upward gaping faces
president obama himself revokes the frats party license because its such a goddamn national travesty
whose planet is this even
is it the land of fuck and you because this isnt my stop im turning this bus around
seriously
wtf
this place doesnt belong here
im basically a feathery teenage game guide at this point and i got nothing that accounts for some crapsack frozen city popping up out of nowhere
so what asshole jacked this shit into their garage sale gameshark
whoever it is press left a b start select right now or im gonna pull a hard reset on their zit encrusted face
fistways
what im asking i guess
since i had my hands full retconning the universe for anyone whos still got the internet connection to read this
is whose shit do i need to wreck for this inconsiderate fubar

ok
i call party foul
not only did someone bust a keg open over their moms priceless shitstain of an oriental rug but looks like they dropped the whole universe down on our upward gaping faces
president obama himself revokes the frats party license because its such a goddamn national travesty
whose planet is this even
is it the land of fuck and you because this isnt my stop im turning this bus around
seriously
wtf
this place doesnt belong here
im basically a feathery teenage game guide at this point and i got nothing that accounts for some crapsack frozen city popping up out of nowhere
so what asshole jacked this shit into their garage sale gameshark
whoever it is press left a b start select right now or im gonna pull a hard reset on their zit encrusted face
fistways
what im asking i guess
since i had my hands full retconning the universe for anyone whos still got the internet connection to read this
is whose shit do i need to wreck for this inconsiderate fubar

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[crowsicle]

fine you got me im a pigeon who learned english by eating an enchanted piece of garbage off the sidewalk
i type by pecking the keys one by one thats why i dont capitalize shit
anyway im not flying off just yet apparently some of my friends are here
im going to make sure they havent stuck their heads in any microwaves without me to keep an eye on them
just between you and me they may have dropped themselves on their heads when they were babies

video & text

[reassures]

[...She's admittedly a little aggravated that she can't tell if this person is being serious, because really, typing pigeons? like that would be the weirdest thing to happen here. So she flicks on the video feed.

Mostly, she just looks sort of worried.]

If you have friends here, then you should definitely go to the starter apartments. They'll worry if you're out at night - it's dangerous.

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[crowsicle]

oh you have wings
ok
thats cool
if i turn on my video youre just gonna see more boring canadian skyline so forget it
also what the fuck can be dangerous in canada i mean really
do the streets flood with maple syrup
am i gonna get polite mannered to death

[reassures]

It sounded like you did, too.

[Because she's certain she saw a hand in that video earlier - albeit an oddly colored one, so the pigeon thing is... probably BS. Nill frowns, and lifts her NV so that she's not in the picture anymore, but he'll see her hand pointing at the window in the room she's in. There's a bunch of plants under it, but what she's actually pointing to is the very large, darkness-proofed shade that's already been pulled down. Then the feed cuts out again, and it's back to text.]

The apartments have darkness-proofing, like that. It keeps the monsters and the darkness out.

--And the people here aren't very polite to people from different worlds at all.

[crowsicle]

alright yeah i got wings
not a big deal
speaking of big deals i dont get it
it gets dark at night thats a pretty normal thing where im from
unless its like an underline thing
The Darkness
guess thatd be new and explain the monsters you mentioned
which also probably arent that big a deal

[reassures]

No-- I guess it's not.

Yes, it is an underline thing! The Darkness.

The monsters... sometimes they are, and sometimes they aren't. If you're used to fighting then you might be okay.

What's your name?

[crowsicle]

[Well, why not. There's a slight pause before his reply.]

dave
dont worry about me im basically a professional monster killer at this point
give me a ninja sword and point me towards the nearest butt ugly demon cyclops and were good to go

given the unexpected business trip though maybe i should take the night off

[reassures]

I think that would be a really good idea.

And it's nice to meet you, Dave.

[crowsicle]

sure

thanks

[reassures]

Oh-- I don't live in the apartments for new people, but if you need any help, you can ask me. [Insert NV number here or whatever.]

Just make sure you text instead of call. It's a lot easier.

[crowsicle]

ok that doesnt need anything asked about it or anything
but yeah whatever im good with texting
obviously
later i guess

[reassures]

See you.