exsilium | video

[Nothing like a rude awakening at 2:30 in the morning, right? Well, you're in for a treat fellow refugees. It seems like one just flew over the cuckoos nest. Not that you can tell initially. At first this just looks like some inconsiderate kid with rings under his eyes and messy hair, breathing down the camera lens a little too up close and personal.]

Yo. If we haven't met yet, hello. I'm Yosuke. But...but if you're new, you should count to three and then stop listening. Okay? One, two...three. Alright, go away. It's for your own good.

[For emphasis, he clicks the lamp beside him off, and the video goes dark. Nothing to see here, apparently.]

Listen. Guys. I'm curious what people do here for fun. Because uh-look. I've tried sleeping, and training, and then I tried going outside. And talking to the people in the market, and you know. Looking for animals. And I found some, but they were really creepy and mutated. You know? So it's impossible to forget this place is so...

[The light comes back on with a soft click. The phone-roll-up is on the bed table now. Yosuke smiles down at it tightly, and shrugs. Then something thumps in the other room and he jumps at least a foot, gesturing wildly and knocking the device off the table. Someone get the kid some decaf.

He hangs over the side of the bed and gazes at the mobile, his image now fractured like a kaleidoscope, and gives a rather put-upon sigh for a guy who was just trying so hard to be personable.]

Damn it. I'm cracked...

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Why do people keep asking me that?

You're quite dishevelled and exhausted-looking, as well as speaking in such a manner as to suggest your brain has disconnected from reality on some level.

...I am not.

[And then there's a dizzying whirl of motion on the damaged feed as all the tiny fragmented Yosukes hurry to smoothe their hair down and straighten their clothes.]

I couldn't sleep, that's all.

Was this before or after the mind-altering substances? [Yep. She's quite convinced you're drugged up.]

Edited 2013-03-22 07:17 (UTC)

I'm not on drugs! Stop telling people I'm on drugs! I told that guy no in the zombie tree.

I'm not telling people; I'm speaking to you.

[Thoughtful blink.] Zombie tree? [Yeah, this part? This she actually takes seriously.]

Actually it was a normal tree. But there were zombies at the bottom.

[Nods as if this makes total sense. Which, to her, it actually does. Undead do tend to congregate.] Ah. So bothersome, the undead.

[There's a bit of a rumbling sound on her end, and the display rattles. Oh, has she left that project unattended for too long?] Excuse me a moment. There's been a sudden release of compressed energy.

[Down go the goggles, and she hurries out of frame only to return a couple of minutes later, pale skin and floppy ears stained with ash. She looks mildly disappointed.]

Uh...okay, what floor are you on? No offense but if you plan on making things explode I'm going to request a room change to a lower one.

[Oh, look. You've annoyed her.]

This was an unplanned circumstance. And I would not attempt anything large-scale in confined living spaces. [She needs to get herself a proper lab, honestly.]

[Teenagers are horrible, sorry about that.]

What scale is it on? And what does it do? Have you seen yourself lately? Whatever it is, I don't think I want it near me.

[Asura are horrible, too. In their own way.]

[A little growl of irritation, and -- oh look, her teeth are pointy.] If you are imbecilic enough to not know what the opposite of large-scale is, then you're hopeless. Endeavouring to explain the Auguric Transducer to you would be a waste of effort.

And nothing was damaged! [Besides said Auguric Transducer, whatever that may be.] I don't test dangerous things where ignorant bookah can be harmed; I'm not careless, and I'm not the Inquest!

...I don't know what at least half of those words mean. But don't get your tail in a twist, alright? I didn't mean you were trying to kill people, but you have to admit random explosions are kind of ominous.

[And then, curiously:]

You do have a tail, right? You look like you'd have a tail.

[No one understands half of what she says. It's such a trial, being the only genius here.]

It's not ominous. [It's just science. Sometimes, in science, things just blow up. It's part of the process.]

And no, I do not have a tail.

Really? Hmm. I do. Sort of, anyway. Humans have a tail bone. But I guess the tail fell off sometime during evolution.

[He'll let your random explosions go for the moment, since there doesn't seem to be any structural damage. Whether that's getting off easy or not is still debateable.]

What are you, anyway?

[Gee, she almost looks halfway interested for a second until he specifies. Sigh.] I'm familiar with human physiology.

[As long as you're not criticizing her work, she's pretty chill.] As for myself: I am an Asura.

You are? I'm not familiar with...Ashura? That's a new one.

Asura. [With a "ss" sound and not a "sh" sound. She'll expect you to get it right from now on.]

I appear to be the only one of my kind here, though by my observation humans are an interdimensional constant.

Yeah, we're like cockroaches.

video

Re: Video

Video

Re: Video

Video

Re: Video

Video

Re: Video

Video

Re: Video

Video

Re: Video

Video

Re: Video

Video

Re: Video

Video

Re: Video

Video

Re: Video