[Video/Action]

[charming_jerk]

[VIDEO:] [A face comes across the screen that is startlingly white, with large blue eyes that lack pupils. He looks over the device, scowling slightly, before looking into the camera and speaking.]

So, what am I supposed to say here? This whole damn situation is unreal. I can barely fuckin' believe it. "Transport"? More like "canon fodder" I'm sure. This is like some bad dream. Like I fell asleep while watching a bad action movie or somethin'.

I don't got time for this shit. I bet most of you don't, either. I got somewhere to be and someone to find.

...

Is there a red-headed guy with horns here? Big scar on his mouth? Tell him Johnny's lookin' for him.

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[ACTION for roomies:] [A tall young man enters the apartment, looking angry and a little overwhelmed. He's wearing an old hoodie and jeans that have seen better days, and there's a guitar case strapped around his back. After a few awkward moments of silence, he'll speak up.]

I'm the new guy. Which room's mine?

Comments

[charming_jerk]

You get me a gun that can, and I will blast all them suckers to pieces.

[square_cubelaw]

Well, how about this?

If you can handle it without accidentally stopping your own heart or blowing up someone's apartment, I'll let you play with the big gun.

[charming_jerk]

Now that sounds like a challenge.

[square_cubelaw]

It is and-

What's wrong with your teeth?

[charming_jerk]

Nothin'. Never once even had a cavity.

[square_cubelaw]

Never mind.

Okay, so once you get settled, I'll contact you again about teaching you to shoot this thing.

[charming_jerk]

Sure, whenever that might be.