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nexus_sages2015-11-13 06:36 am
westfallcorndog) wrote in nexus_sages2015-11-13 06:36 am
Interdimensional Cable
Today in the forum, someone has set up a techno-pile of video gadgetry. At the heart of it is a television, and an old one at that. The screen is large enough, but it sits in a retro wooden fixture that gives it the appearance more of furniture than of an entertainment system. All the better for it to hold the weight of a number of video-playing devices from across the ages and dimensions.
On either side of the pile of plastic boxes and tangled wires stacked on top are a set of outdoor lounge chairs. One, sat up like a chair, is empty. The other, fully reclined, is full of a whole lotta dead dude. It’s Harrowheart, who can’t possibly understand the vast majority of what he’s lying next to, a lit cigarette between his lips and his arms dangling off the chair and onto the grass. His floating hands are hard at work twisting knobs and pounding on the top of the television. Now and then the screen flickers with a hint of a signal.
Without spending the energy to lift his head, Harrow calls out to any passers-by, “Hey! What’s your favorite movie? People keep tellin’ me about ‘em, but I ain't ever seen one. I wanna find a good one and invite everyone over to watch it. Help me pick one out, will ya? And if y’ain’t ever seen a movie either… I dunno, weigh in on someone else’s recommendation?”
(( OOC Info: I want to stream a movie in-character! I love streaming movies, usually it’s a really good time for everyone involved. I’ve never done one IC, but I think this is a great opportunity to start. I’ll take any and all IC movie recommendations (real movies only!) and by next Wednesday I’ll try to decide which one we watch. The better your character talks it up, the better its chance! I’m shooting for next Saturday the 21st at around 8 or 9pm Eastern for a start time, but I’m going to be flexible if people know they can’t make it. I want as many people to be able to enjoy this as possible! If you’re interested in the idea or have any questions shoot me a PM and I’ll PM you back with answers and details and remember to get back to you when the movie and time are decided. ))
On either side of the pile of plastic boxes and tangled wires stacked on top are a set of outdoor lounge chairs. One, sat up like a chair, is empty. The other, fully reclined, is full of a whole lotta dead dude. It’s Harrowheart, who can’t possibly understand the vast majority of what he’s lying next to, a lit cigarette between his lips and his arms dangling off the chair and onto the grass. His floating hands are hard at work twisting knobs and pounding on the top of the television. Now and then the screen flickers with a hint of a signal.
Without spending the energy to lift his head, Harrow calls out to any passers-by, “Hey! What’s your favorite movie? People keep tellin’ me about ‘em, but I ain't ever seen one. I wanna find a good one and invite everyone over to watch it. Help me pick one out, will ya? And if y’ain’t ever seen a movie either… I dunno, weigh in on someone else’s recommendation?”
(( OOC Info: I want to stream a movie in-character! I love streaming movies, usually it’s a really good time for everyone involved. I’ve never done one IC, but I think this is a great opportunity to start. I’ll take any and all IC movie recommendations (real movies only!) and by next Wednesday I’ll try to decide which one we watch. The better your character talks it up, the better its chance! I’m shooting for next Saturday the 21st at around 8 or 9pm Eastern for a start time, but I’m going to be flexible if people know they can’t make it. I want as many people to be able to enjoy this as possible! If you’re interested in the idea or have any questions shoot me a PM and I’ll PM you back with answers and details and remember to get back to you when the movie and time are decided. ))
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He crouches down to be on level with the television screen and stares at it, stumped. "I've tried talkin' to it. It don't work that way. The only way to interact with it is pressin' buttons on the wand. Here, give it to me."
The 'wand' in question is the channel changer, which he invites himself to take. He scans the array of buttons carefully until he finds it. The button called 'input'! He pushes it dramatically, but things don't get any easier. With a few dozen devices plugged into the television, the list of possible inputs is long. The only way to find the frequency they need is to navigate each one manually. With a heavy sigh, Harrowheart begins.
"So, I met up with Verity," he says as he pushes arrow buttons. "I tell you what, I think she was about to fight me when I made some joke about you bein' a wicked sailor. She really gives a shit about you, man. Two shits, even." Well, Jim, you never should have started swearing, because the floodgates are open now. "Can I ask how you decided to be adoptive family with her? Was it like the prize at the end of some big adventure y'all shared?"
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There is a line to not cross with McCoy, and it is a line Jim learned all too well when they shared a dorm at the Academy.
"Again, you mean." Jim corrects, because they met at the party when Verity about bit his head off over the chau eating thing. "She wanted to what you? Naw, man. Verity's a good gal. She don't yell at anyone, cept Clint and Amelia. And me the one time. And you at Halloween I guess." Huh. That's a lot more than he thought.
"Well, uh...loooong story short. We'd been hanging out a lot. Like, a lot a lot. I didn't wanna screw up a friendship with her by coming onto her, but I kept getting real mixed signals from her. So I find out I'm related to Clint. Like, for real i'm a version of his bloodline descendant. And we adopted Verity cuz she was already taking care of us when we found out, and because..well..she needed a home as bad as we did."
It's a good thing Ver isn't there. Because that's not entirely the truth. But it's close enough to keep the conversation friendly and not to dig up anything Jim doesn't want to talk about.
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"I think you made a good decision with that. Makin' her family instead of somethin' else. One bad breakup and you lose your girlfriend and your bestfriend. I've been there, it ain't worth it."
He keeps on clicking through the inputs as he turns to Jim and asks, "What's Amelia's deal? I met her at the party, thought we might get along 'cause I figured her world and mine were a little alike. Ahe spent like twenty minutes convinced I was hittin' on her. Cross my heart, I wasn't! I was just standin' around. Existin' while intoxicated, I'll cop to that, though. Then she's all tellin' me about how she doesn't like magic, how she never wants to even hear about it. She always a stick in the mud, or is somethin' up with her?"
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Best to just get that out there before Harrow starts working his shipping magic on Jim as well as his good buddy Steve.
"Amelia? She's from some super old world and has a chip on her shoulder big enough to build a bridge over. I haven't figured her out yet myself. She sways from being no-nonsense to saucy so fast some times I think I'm going to get whiplash. I also can't tell if she likes me or hates me." Jim grins at that. "I'm used to that though."
Astronaut, knight, Land Before Time
He presses the input button one more time and suddenly the screen lights to life! It's playing... Some kind of cartoon? There's a little brown brontosaur with big eyes hatching from an egg.
Harrow gestures wildly at the screen with his wrists. "L-look! It's drawings! Of a lizard! This must be from Shade-seeker's world!"
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Jim's grabbing a seat. Sure it's probably a kids thing, but whatever he's got time to kill. He's off today.
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He points at the dinosaur baby snuggling up with its parents and asks, "So y'all got those kinda animals on Earth? That's how y'all made those tall buildings in New York City, huh? Here I thought it was all impressive. You just stood up on their heads, right?"
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Jim ponders this a moment before he gets to his feet.
"Be right back, you enjoy." And whether Harrow hears him or not, Jim will trot off for a bit, only to come back later with a six pack of beer and plop down again with the beer between them. "Why not, right?"
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He reaches over to where his chair had been and picks up one of the axes he'd stowed under there. It's a blue thing with a vicious edge and bright runes that glow when the handle is in his palm. He uses this noble blade to pop the top of his beer, then leans over to do the same for Jim's.
"So, Jim. You were born in space, right? What's that like?" He takes a swig of beer and waits to hear about the man who grew up never having seen dirt.
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"Don't remember much about it, to be honest. My dad died when I was born, and after that Mother took some time off from the fleet, remarried a shitpile, and we spent our younger years at the family farm in Iowa." Jim takes a swig form the beer and watches a chunky triceratops be sassy to the other dinotykes.
"That's basically a redneck middle of nowhere town where cattle outnumber people in the middle of the United States. Which, before you ask, is the same country Verity is from just way in the future."
Actually I forgot Jim was born in space, I thought he was born in Iowa. So wrong I was right.
He chuckles around the lip of his beer and mutters, "Shoot... Jim, we got too much in common. Maybe you and me, we're alternate dimension versions of each other? You think that can happen?"
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"Weirder things have already happened. My best friend/adopted brother here in the Nexus is also an alternate version of my great great grandpa or some shit like that."
I have a poopoo memory IRL so excuse me when I ask the same questions twice *fart*
I am nearly as bad dearest, worry not *sage nod*
He really cares about Verity and Clint, even if he doesn't realize it.
"Got back to the ship and Bones about lost his shit with us. SO he's fixing up Clint and he does the usual blood scans, making sure hes reacting okay to future-germs or whatever. And he starts freaking out. Calls me over, and bam. DNA test says we're blood related. Freaked me right the fuck out because he's looks like he's my age, right?"
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But he laughs at the story! What a good visual. "That's funny as hell! I probably woulda... Shoot, I don't know! What's a guy even do in that situation? Did you have to lie to Bones about where you found Clint? Say he was your cousin or somethin'? Or does he know you go through interdimensional doors and drink beer and watch cartoons with dead bodies?"
He chuckles to himself and takes a swig of beer. "If you ever wanna freak Bones out again, man... We could put some makeup on me and have him do a physical. How much you think he'd shit pants?" Oh, he loves this idea.
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"He'd..." Jim rubs at the back of his neck. "He probably wouldn't think it was funny. Actually." Undead jokes kind of aren't funny on his ship at the moment. Too soon. And that's coming from the one guy who should be able to make them if anyone could.
Jim is an honorary undead, that's why he can use the Zed word
"Breathers don't think dead jokes are funny, Jim. I don't know why I always forget that, but I do. You brought up a good point, though. That people can go through each other's portals here. I was wonderin' if that was the case. Part of me hoped I could take some folks to Azeroth. Show 'em some castles, some floatin' cities, maybe introduce 'em to a dragon. Hell, I could show you the spaceship that crash-landed on my world. It's all made of crystal and stone, it's real cool."
He uses Zed because Jesse does, otherwise he'd call them lord knows what.
"If going to my world didn't involve going on my ship, I'd be thrilled to show you around, man. But I really don't want you to be hurt when the alarm sounds because someone who has no idea your kind can exist sees you with me and assumes the worst." Jim sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "Gotta get one of those PINpoint things. Then I could take you wherever. Show you a bunch of cool stuff."
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"Man, don't sweat it. I rib ya, but I get it. You think I don't already know what it's like to be public enemy number one?" Oops, time to sip some beer. "Doesn't mean I can't dream, man. Can't pretend. Just don't listen to me when I make those comments. They're jokes, Jim. Don't sweat it."