o1 ✍ sharpe's introduction ✍ voice + video

[sharpe]

voice;

Money in cards and saying me rifle’s been changed.

[ Except that’s not actually how he says it, it’s more like: munneh in cards and sayin’ me rifle’s been changed. Sheffield, Yorkshire haunts the streets of Exsilium now, thanks to one Richard Sharpe. ]

The only cards I know of are those given by weasely merchants looking ta fleece more money out of you. But you ain’t asking for money, are you? Yer asking me to fight with me blood and sweat, and you ain’t even decent enough to give me a half-ration of rum, or even a proper King’s shilling.

[ Thud. The sound of rifle on stone ground. There’s a soft shuffling sound and tapping of fingers on the screen of the tablet. The video switches on. ]

video;

Me name’s Richard Sharpe. [ Blond hair, green eyes, a scar on his upper left cheek. His lips are twisted into a scowl, and at the edge of the screen, you can see the edge of his Rifleman’s jacket. Have a picture.

If you met him during the masquerade, he's a lot cleaner now. Face-wise anyway. You can actually see what he looks like underneath the layers of dirt, and his hair isn't just a layer of dust anymore. ]

If yer name's Patrick Harper, I suggest you get yer arse over here before I shoot it off you.

Comments

[sharpe]

First the Devil and now you. What keeps me from understanding just 'cause I'm human?

[bearswitness]

That's a stupid question just think about it a little won't you.

[sharpe]

If I can just think 'bout it I won't have ta ask, would I?

[bearswitness]

Lazy.
I've seen enough humans to know you don't care about much beyond yourself.

[sharpe]

Hard ta care 'bout people we don't know the existence of, eh?

[bearswitness]

Oh don't give me that you don't even care about each other.

[sharpe]

That just proves me point.

[bearswitness]

What point that you're all assholes that was MY point.

[sharpe]

[ Chuckles. ]

Aye, and me point is that we're not specific arseholes ta you.