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exsilium2013-03-22 04:15 pm
axplicitly) wrote in exsilium2013-03-22 04:15 pm
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001 ﻬ Video
[The video clicks on to show the incredibly unimpressed (if slightly haggard) face of a young woman with short, uneven hair clearly in the midst of re-growing. She has been keeping to herself since the mission for the most part, not caring to deal with the rain or other people, though once it has become more than apparent that she is stuck here indefinitely, she has decided to address the Initiative. It’s not like she has anything to lose anyway.
When she is sure the tablet is broadcasting, she places it against an unseen object, and then casually props her chin up with a hand. A caustic smile spreads across her face.]
Funny how this sounds exactly the same as back home.
[The last word is said with a note of derision.
Of course, being ‘exactly the same’ is kind of an exaggeration, but at the core of it all, it’s the same to her.]
You can use as many pretty words as you like. It doesn’t change the fact that this is just another Game and arena, and we’re all here to be your little puppets.
[She rolls her eyes, looking every bit the bored young adult, though the hand she is leaning against is starting to turn white with how hard she is clenching it.]
Been there, done that. Not going to happen again, so you can all go screw yourselves.
Oh, I guess I should thank the Initiative for their generosity in providing weapons on the get-go so we don’t have to fight to the death for them. So thanks.
[With that, the tablet is tossed carelessly over her shoulder. After a moment of sickening spinning for those still watching, the feed is shut off as it bounces out the door and into the common room of Unit 109.]
[ooc: Responses will be icly delayed.]
When she is sure the tablet is broadcasting, she places it against an unseen object, and then casually props her chin up with a hand. A caustic smile spreads across her face.]
Funny how this sounds exactly the same as back home.
[The last word is said with a note of derision.
Of course, being ‘exactly the same’ is kind of an exaggeration, but at the core of it all, it’s the same to her.]
You can use as many pretty words as you like. It doesn’t change the fact that this is just another Game and arena, and we’re all here to be your little puppets.
[She rolls her eyes, looking every bit the bored young adult, though the hand she is leaning against is starting to turn white with how hard she is clenching it.]
Been there, done that. Not going to happen again, so you can all go screw yourselves.
Oh, I guess I should thank the Initiative for their generosity in providing weapons on the get-go so we don’t have to fight to the death for them. So thanks.
[With that, the tablet is tossed carelessly over her shoulder. After a moment of sickening spinning for those still watching, the feed is shut off as it bounces out the door and into the common room of Unit 109.]
[ooc: Responses will be icly delayed.]
voice;
I wouldn't call this a game, but... This has happened to you before?
Video;
[Ah, she tossed it.]
...Mmph.
video;
Do whatever you wish. Stay wherever you wish. Sit and be nothing. Go and find a way back or just ignore what you wish. I doubt that they will force you to do anything and if they do, you can still not do anything. Fight if you wish or not.
None of it matters.
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