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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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Most people wouldn't.
[A beat, and he peers at the screen curiously.]
In fact, your entire reaction to being here is strange. Shouldn't most children be scared? And most would be at least a little worried about what they left behind, or angry about being stolen from their homes like this.
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[Never let it be said that he's a bad liar. He's definitely well-practiced at it by now, and he's learned from some of the best. He makes it sound like he's more offended over being called a kid than anything, the way young teens sometimes are, not lying about the specific age itself.]
And I thought about that. They said they think no time passes back home and that means my family won't be worried. I'll just go back to the moment I left. The only part I don't like is that my sister Mabel isn't here. She'd love all this.
[Which gets back into the whole "not a normal kid" reaction. Because that's the same reaction he just had and it's not a normal kid reaction.]
[He shrugs.]
I know it's supposed to be dangerous and we might all possibly get murdered by evil supervillains but I've already dealt with way scarier things than this. And this time apparently I get superpowers instead of having to deal with it all without any.
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That's still not even adult age where I come from, and I've been told that my world has younger standards than most.
[He at least has the right to be offended if anyone says he's too young for anything. He's been past adult age back home for two years now, and running a whole damn country in the meantime. There are men twice his age who haven't done half as much.]
Regardless, you're a bit too trusting for someone apparently used to messes like this. What makes you so sure they're right about how time flows back home?
[It says a lot, though -- perhaps not to Dipper, but to anyone who's been around to know him a bit longer -- that he's saying "right" instead of "telling the truth" now. Still forever skeptical, but maybe he's been at least somewhat convinced of the Legion's good intentions.]
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Meh. [He shrugs.] If they're wrong, agonizing over it won't fix it.
[It'll suck for his family but him magically disappearing off the bus means at least they won't automatically default to thinking he's been kidnapped by a normal human creep or dead in a ditch somewhere . They'll probably (rightly) guess he got zapped to another dimension or something. Maybe great uncle Ford will even try to find out where he went. Maybe they'll worry, but at least they won't grieve.]
And what does trust have to do with anything? The Legion seems pretty trustworthy. After all, they gave us these comms and their network to talk to each other over.
["Their" network. The word choice and the way his tone changes is subtle but there's no way he's openly saying that he distrusts them where he knows they might be monitoring or recording it.]
[And he does distrust them. He's not dumb. He knows they might be telling the truth that they're not behind bringing them but their situation does seem rather desperate. But since he can't explain that he doesn't 100% trust them he has no way of explaining that it doesn't matter. Whether this is an adventure where has to protect people from monsters and save the day or a conspiracy to be uncovered about them being kidnapped by the Legion to their world -- or both -- he's ready for it. If it is all a big conspiracy, somebody has to uncover it.]
I don't think everything's going to magically turn out okay, but like I said, I've dealt with way worse things than this. Like, there's way lower chances I'll be shoved in a giant nightmare throne made of petrified bodies this time. Or eaten. And I don't have to look for food in dumpsters or anything.
[Yes, he sounds excited about that. An adventure that isn't the end of the world is fun in his eyes. He also doesn't even realize it's an odd thing to say.]
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Do I even want to know what goes on in your world?
[He likes knowing things. But he's wise enough to know some things are better just left alone.]
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[And beyond disturbing offhand comments, it's not exactly something he wants to talk about.]
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Well. Welcome to the Legion.
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So what supervillains have you guys fought yet? Do you have any nemesis..es. Nemesi? I'm always confused about the plural of that.
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[And he is not even gonna weigh in on the plural of that. Mostly because he doesn't know either and like hell will he admit that.]
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Did anyone get pictures?
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[As for pictures, he has no idea if anyone did or how that would even work. He still barely understands how they can see each other over these devices, to be honest.]
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[It's clear that this has left him very very unnerved.]
Could they talk? They were just...normal shadows, right?
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Do normal shadows possess people where you come from?
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And not one by itself...shaped like a shape?
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What are you even talking about?
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Ignore that.
[He tries to take in a deep breath and calm himself. He knows he's being overly paranoid. Way, way overly paranoid. Bill is gone and for goodness sake, he even said it was multiple shadows instead of just one, and shadows aren't the same thing as giant, brightly colored triangles.]
[It's just he really hates hearing about possession. It always puts him in a squirmy, nervous place.]
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Fine.
[It could rest for the moment. There were a million ways to find out now that he knew there was something to find out, and for now prying would just make him look like an insensitive ass.]
Did you have any other questions about this place, as I'm bringing you up to speed anyway?
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[He's a morbid little child, but he feels like it's an important thing to know.]
Just, y'know. Checking.
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[...But now that you said it, he's curious too.]
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[And he even smiles, pleasant and polite.]
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Uh. Thanks, man.