[video] Dip-dop Says Hello

[captainbuzzkill]

[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.

Comments

[nerdninja]

[ Does he really want to show his face?

Questionable, honestly. But Donnie is logical. If this kid is this excited about the mere prospect of mutants and aliens, and if the chances are pretty high they're going to run into each other sooner or later...better to get the initial reaction out of the way with a video screen as intermediary, right?

Hopefully. ]

Uh, hi. Donatello, nice to meet you.

[ringslinging]

[ ...that kid can't be much older than Howard. Goddamn.

It's one thing to realize on paper that adulthood, and thus eligibility to go blasting off half-cocked to save the universe, is apparently at age fourteen here. It's another thing entirely to see a kid about the same age as his own nephew, and have that sudden dawning moment of horror that if Howard were here, he'd be almost old enough to actually act on his oft-professed desire to be a space cop like Uncle Hal.

what is wrong with this government

However, having been exactly the kind of kid to immediately bristle and do anything someone told him he couldn't do, Hal at least has the sense not to comment on this. He's always done okay with kids. He likes them, honestly. Kids haven't had time to get too jaded or turn into assholes. (Well, maybe the latest Robin...) ]

Well, for an infinite number of possibilities in infinite dimensions, it seems like we've mostly had humans washing up to get stuck here. Humans with pretty weird life stories, but mostly humans. The rest of the crew more than makes up for that, though.

[wherenoonegoes]

[Hiccup can certainly empathize with that much excited babbling, and gives the kid a grin.]

I'm a dragon-riding Viking.

[mirror_soldier]

[The video initially wasn't all that interesting to Thad, but he listened in anyway because old habits died hard. It's the mention of 'charts' that ends up drawing his full attention and the kid saying that he wanted to make them actually made him smile a little. The other boy may be a little over enthusiastic for Thad's taste but he had a solid respect for anyone dedicated to collecting and organizing data.

When his camera activates it gets a lens full of grated ceiling, with no person in sight, but the sound of something being tinkered with can occasionally be heard off to the side as well as Thad's voice.]

To add to what was already stated, while most of us seem to be from widely differing universes, occasionally some of us seem to be from different time frames within this universe, or from a universe very similar to this one.

And as to your earlier inquiry about charts, I've been attempting to correlate what data I've collected, but it's admittedly quite incomplete.

[He's socially inept okay? It makes this kind of research harder than it should be.]

[enthraller]

[Flatly:]

Space wizards.

[No, he is not good with kids. Didn't have a good time being one and has never had any reason to interact with them. He's pretty sure you're supposed to be nice to them all the time, but it's become pretty obvious that no one here gives a shit how perfectly pleasant he is.]