001 // technologic

[ultragorgeous]

I, the elegant and glamorous Dist, the Rose have arrived here from my home planet, to grace this savage place with my presence.

[He sits back in his chair. It's not as comfy at the one back home. He'd have to remedy that.]

Though I am a genius, and my work is unparalleled, I do have a small question for you. How many of you are not entirely ignorant about technology? How many have constructed something with their own hands?

Additionally, where might one find the gardens?

Mmm, don't be shy, now.

Comments

jesse speaks for all of exsilium tbh

[ultragorgeous]

[Oh? Wow? That MUST be a good reaction.]

Well, I suppose you know true elegance when you see it, mm?

out of the mouths of babes

[hostage]

Elegant ain't exactly the word I'd use.

[ultragorgeous]

[He smiles, purple lipstick and all.]

Oh? And what word would you use?

[Refined? Sophisticated?]

[hostage]

It's like David Bowie screwed Ronald McDonald and then you popped out. What's the word for that?

[ultragorgeous]

[Who are those people what is this man saying he was complimenting his outfit, wasn't he? Dist just blinks a few times.]

Eh...what?

[hostage]

Yeah. What. It's a joke, right?

1/2

[ultragorgeous]

[Hold on wait a second.]

[ultragorgeous]

GRRRR. I WILL NOT BE MOCKED BY SAVAGES!

[hostage]

Ohhhh, savage. That's harsh, yo.

[ultragorgeous]

[UNINTELLIGIBLE HISSING AND SHRIEKING.]

I'M PUTTING YOU DOWN IN MY REVENGE JOURNAL, JESSE PINKMAN.

[hostage]

You have a journal for that?

[ultragorgeous]

[HOWLS]

[hostage]

Holy shit, dude. Don't give yourself an aneurysm.

[ultragorgeous]

IT IS YOU WHO SHOULD BE CONCERNED!

[hostage]

Why? Because you might throw glitter on me then suck my dick?

[ultragorgeous]

[There's a quiet wail and then he shuts off the feed. You've won this time, Jesse.]