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thelegion2016-03-03 01:31 am
captainbuzzkill) wrote in thelegion2016-03-03 01:31 am
[video] Dip-dop Says Hello
[There is a noodle-child on the comms, one that looks maybe only just old enough to be a Legionnaire. His hat is missing because he lost it on the planet and his slightly poofy hair is sticking up, so that a birth mark in the shape of the Big Dipper is visible on his forehead. He's currently hyperventilating. His eyes are wide and he's breathing like every new breath makes it even harder to take the next breath.]
Oh man. Oh man. Oh man.
[Will someone help this wayward child? This poor, clearly terrified--]
This is the best thing ever!
[Okay, so maybe he's not hyperventilating because he's scared. Maybe he's just so excited he can barely breathe right. In fact, he's so excited he basically went on the network pretty much as soon as the omnicom was put in his hands. The situation got explained to him -- and he lied his butt off about his age because they mentioned the age limit before they asked what his was -- and now he's clearly still in his Medbay bed, not even released from the Medbay yet, hyperventilating on the comms in excitement over his situation.]
Not the whole being dimensionally displaced part -- even if time supposedly isn't passing back home -- or the, y'know, mortal peril part, but we're in space! Did you all see that? You can just look outside the window! And it's space!
And my doctor had four arms! And was purple!
[Yes, he's excited. Supposedly, he even has superpowers now.]
And we all have superpowers! And -- what am I saying, all you people know this, right? They said other people have been here longer. Do you all have cool powers? Are any of you aliens? Mutants? Or, like, I dunno, space wizards with laser swords or something? That seems like a thing that could happen.
[His other hand comes in frame and he makes a gimme gimme gesture.]
Gimme the lay of the land. What am I looking at here?
[A pause and then he finally remembers maybe he should give his name. He says it like it's an afterthought.]
Oh yeah, I'm Dipper Pines.
Oh man. Oh man. Oh man.
[Will someone help this wayward child? This poor, clearly terrified--]
This is the best thing ever!
[Okay, so maybe he's not hyperventilating because he's scared. Maybe he's just so excited he can barely breathe right. In fact, he's so excited he basically went on the network pretty much as soon as the omnicom was put in his hands. The situation got explained to him -- and he lied his butt off about his age because they mentioned the age limit before they asked what his was -- and now he's clearly still in his Medbay bed, not even released from the Medbay yet, hyperventilating on the comms in excitement over his situation.]
Not the whole being dimensionally displaced part -- even if time supposedly isn't passing back home -- or the, y'know, mortal peril part, but we're in space! Did you all see that? You can just look outside the window! And it's space!
And my doctor had four arms! And was purple!
[Yes, he's excited. Supposedly, he even has superpowers now.]
And we all have superpowers! And -- what am I saying, all you people know this, right? They said other people have been here longer. Do you all have cool powers? Are any of you aliens? Mutants? Or, like, I dunno, space wizards with laser swords or something? That seems like a thing that could happen.
[His other hand comes in frame and he makes a gimme gimme gesture.]
Gimme the lay of the land. What am I looking at here?
[A pause and then he finally remembers maybe he should give his name. He says it like it's an afterthought.]
Oh yeah, I'm Dipper Pines.
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Since we have ways of recording music -- sometimes onto discs of various sizes -- or ways of buying them through computers like these omnicoms, they usually design pictures for the covers for the packages the discs are sold in or to click on when you buy them on the computer. Collections of music are called albums, so those pictures are called album covers.
There's a type of music called heavy metal that's really loud and wild, so the art on on the package or that you click on for those albums is usually pretty wild, too. Usually it has pictures of dangerous animals like dragons or monsters, weapons, warriors, demons, flames, metal armor -- stuff like that.
That you're a Viking and from a place where Vikings ride dragons -- which is not a thing with Vikings in history in my world, by the way -- it's like something off of a heavy metal album cover.
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I'm Hiccup, by the way, and as for what my life's like? I'm from Berk. It's a wet heap of rock in the Barbaric Archipelago, about twelve days north of Hopeless, a few degrees south of Freezing to Death, and snows nine months out of the year. The food is terrible, the people are loud and obnoxious, but our sports are second to none. Probably because we play them on dragonback.
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[He wants to be a part of your world, beautiful stranger.]
Minus the food.
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I don't care if it's hard to figure out a way. We're going. I'm going. I'm going to ride a dragon.
I'm going to ride a dragon.
[And possibly copy all your notes on dragons.]
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[Dipper involuntarily lets out a high-pitched squeal of delight. Then he realizes he's squealing and breaks off into a fake cough and clears his throat.]
I didn't -- that wasn't girly screaming. I just have this throat...condition. That acts up. Sometimes.
[More fake coughing.]
Anyway, that would be. Cool. Of you. And your dragon.