exsilium | First Blood (Do;)

[The camera for once shows neither a peering face nor an accidental other body part. Instead it's being held landscape-style, like a cinematic work - or perhaps a better term would be "security camera footage". There are two people, about six feet away from the camera; the shot isn't masterly, but at least steady. The first thing that's apparent is that it's an Initiative soldier and a young looking alien teenager, maybe 14 at most. Said teenager is pretty tall, but from the way his clothes hang too loosely and yet too short in several areas on his frame, he's obviously malnourished. Those transports familiar with trolls will be able to identify him as one from the long curling horns going up and up out of his shaggy rats' nest of too long hair and gray skin, but there's something off.

Namely, that the fully trained and adult soldier is looking downright intimidated by this kid encroaching on his personal space with only a pair of reasonably harmless looking juggling clubs in hand. Maybe it's the sloppily applied clown makeup. Or maybe it's the messy looking band of scar tissue peaking out from the sagging collar of the kid's worn Capricorn T-shirt and the almost-fresh indigo-blooded bite-mark on his throat. Actually, it's probably the way the kid is creepily sing-songing everything he says with sudden and unexpected changes in volume.]

Your words are up and spilling their secrets full out in here. THEY'RE BEING UP LIKE A DROPPED WINGBEAST EGG. Splat. SQUISH. Motherfucker. HUMAN.

They're telling at me that you're not getting your motherfucking listen on to me. GOT A WHISPER ON WHAT YOU'RE NOT KICKING WITH NO UNDERSTANDING.

Tell it all at you nice and slow. BEING AN UNDERSTANDING BROTHER WHAT OF YOUR HUMAN PAN NOT BEING DOWN WITH THE KNOWING. Ask at you this again all nice and gentle-like.

WHERE
did
THIS HEAD MOTHERFUCKING BITCH
what brought us here
WHAT IS LOCKING US ALL DOWN IN HERE
get her scamper off to?

[The camera at this point moves out of the cinematic landscape perspective to a portrait position: The cameraman aiming it on themselves now. Camerawoman? Cameratroll? The person who's been running it is in fact a young woman, likewise 14, likewise recognizable as of Alternia by her candy-corn horns, medium and curved, the one to the viewer's right bearing a sharp hook; but something's off about her as well. Sure, she has a snazzy black-and-white dress on with the Virgo symbol on the breast; but her gloved hands on the communicator, even though they're black, seem a little... jaded. Maybe her butch haircut is a little too out-of-fashion? The bright green makeup covering both her lips and her eyelashes also makes her look a little harsher. And of course, unlike all the other gray-skinned trolls, she glows bright white.]

I'm sorry to interrupt.

[In sharp contrast to the boy's chaotic singsong, though just as notably unusual, the girl speaks very clearly and carefully.]

My friend and I just got here a few days ago, taken out of a rather... stressful situation, and there's quite a bit of confusion. For one thing, a lot of people seem to be rather confused about... trolls, as are the other trolls about us - though, well, I am a rainbow drinker to be more accurate; but of course most of my audience doesn't even know what a rainbow proper is so why should you care. Anyway, if you'd like to address us by name, mine is Kanaya Maryam... [A return of cinematic view to the troll boy.] And my dear friend over there is Gamzee Makara, and possibly under the jurisdiction of whatever the humans here pretend to respect as laws at this point.

[Gamzee obviously heard her, and turns in the direction of the camera with a little bit of a snarl. Or is that a crooked smile? Hard to tell, and he probably doesn't even know.]

What are you up and motherfucking getting your snipe on about, bitchsis? You-- HEY MOTHERFUCKER WHO UP AND SAID YOU COULD GET YOUR RUN ON?!

[And that would be the increasingly unnerved soldier making a break for freedom and Gamzee disappearing out of sight. And that sound that just came from the side there? That was not a good sound. It was a very bad sound. Kanaya's gloved hand rises - reaching out to intervene, maybe? But after an ambivalent pause, the feed just ends.]

((OOC: Gamzee and Kanaya are both pleased to meet you, we... can't really promise, but! If you have a preference for one, the other, or both separately, please specify, but by default they will be threadjacking the stuffing out of each other. TYIA!)

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We can see some of the results in our surroundings changing. The exact result on the timestream isn't made clear.

Our Surroundings Change
So We Alter The Timeline
The Changes Arent Temporally Predestined And Immutable Then

I'm not entirely clear on the mechanics of time travel, but yes. I believe that's accurate.

Thats Different From How It Worked In My Native Universe
But Interesting

Your native universe had time travel? In what capacity?

There Were One Or Two Select Individuals Who Were Gifted With It
But The Results Of Their Actions Were Always Inevitable
That Is We Always Lived In The Timeline Where The Fact That They Had Gone Back To Do Something Was Always Evident Already Unless They Had Somehow Hidden Them
The Timeline Was In That Sense Immutable

That sounds rather defeatist and frustrating.

They Tended To Be Or Become Defeatist Individuals

Perhaps that was also inevitable.

Probably
So Whats Your Experience With Time Subverting Shenanigans Been

I don't have any. Not until I arrived here, at least. Now I have some slight knowledge of it.

I See
The Overlap Of Experience Here Is Complicated Isnt It

Yes. People have vastly different experiences and worlds they come from. Earth is predominant but there are many others.

Many Other Planets
Really

[SCORE...]

From what I've understood, yes.

Id Started To Despair For Any But Alternia Having Representatives At All

If you address the general population, I think you'll find that that is not so.

Maybe Ill Do That Sometime
It Seems To Be A Common Pastime On This Network

In general, yes.

[A longer pause than most of her other messages, by about three times. She's trying to figure out again... what it's like to do things.]

What Else Do They Do Here

Wait, mostly. Train. Drink. Go on hikes. Talk to each other. Plot and scheme, I'm sure.

There Are Mountains For Hiking In
What Other Landscapes
I Recall Something About Scorching Deserts Perhaps

[Which she likes, what a freak of nature.]

A lot of the surrounding area is pretty desert-like, yes.

How Far Away From The Hold

Not even a full day's journey.

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